[68]Exorcist
A/N: Yay! I finally finished my midterms. Originally I was going to post this chapter yesterday but I didn't have time to write it since they gave me fucking homework and two other quizzes besides my midterm. At least I managed to push through it.
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"Fifthy Devil! Let me go before I decapitate your lowly fucking head!!" Freed yelled as he was pinned down on the ground by the multiple swords stabbed on his bleeding body.
Kiba look at him in disgust as he wiped off the rain falling down on his face, each passing second made him want to kill him more and more.
But he held back, he had to.
Otherwise Otto wouldn't keep up with his end of the deal.
With great disgust, Kiba unsheathed the two holy swords from his back and threw them next to freed.
"Here, you needed these right?" Kiba said, his tone laced with hostility.
Freed stoped his yelling, looking to the side next to him, he began to cackle wildly.
"HAHAHAHA! Oh? Is Mr. Prince helping me now?. Hehehehe! Afterall I thought you would want revenge for your friend's worthless lives!!!" Fried continued to laugh at him.
Every cell in Kibas body yearned and begged to kill him now.
The grip on his sword tightened as his rage began to take over.
*Ding!*
Kibas phone suddenly rang, snapping him out of his raged filled daze. Kiba took a deep breath and calmed his nerves, he almost killed him, a mistake that he couldn't afford to do right now.
Taking the phone out of his pocket while ignoring freeds taunts, Kibas eyes widened as he saw the picture that Otto had sent him.
She had big blue eyes, and white long hair that was tied into a ponytail. She also seems like she was traped in some sort of barrier.
It's been a long time since he's seen this person, infact, this person should be dead.
{Otto: Recognize her? Of course you do. Tosca is alive, Kiba. Apparently she awakened her sacred gear, allowing her to survive the poison gass. And right now I will need you to calm down, remember 'i'm always watching'}
At the corner of his eye, Kiba caught the flashing blue light of a street camera that was looking at them.
Meaning that Otto has been watching them this whole time, of course he would, afterall the holy swords are incredibly important to Otto.
{Finish up your job properly, Idiot, and I'll send you her info at the end of all of this, capish?}
Despite the raging anger brewing inside of him becuase of freeds taunts, a burst of happiness soon replaced it along a sigh of relief.
Tosca was one of Kibas friends back when he was in the Holy Sword Project. Originally he had tought that they had all died due to the mass elimination they had faced, but one of them is alive, and she's a friend.
Putting his phone away, Kiba kicked Freed in the balls.
"Ahhhhh!!!!!" Freed yelled as he felt his family jewel being destroyed.
Turning around, Kiba's heart was filled with renewed vigor.
He now had another reason to keep moving forward besides his revenge against Valper.
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-Otto POV-
"Sigh~ good" I sighed in relief.
I can't let things deviate from my plan. Usually things don't but Kiba let's his emotions get the best of him way to easily.
He may be handsome, smart, and talented, but he let's his feelings get on the way of his decisions.
I was also trying to save that info on Tosca in case he goes rogue, but I need him to keep his eyes on the prize. Revenge won't be enough, but hopefully this is.
A carrot tied on a stick of you will.
"It's you!" A voice suddenly shouted.
I was currently drinking some coffee on the outside of the cafe.
Looking across the street, I stared at two girls that were dressed in robes and an extremely tight and erotic black body suit.
The auburn with twin tails and violet eyes pointed at me with excitement while the cyan colored one looked at me In confusion.
My lips slightly lifted Into a smile as I realized who they were.
"Oh? It's been a while~" I greeted back.
A few years back I was hunting down some strong vamps that were causing trouble in Germany, tracking them down all the way to Italy.
Italy is basically church headquarters BTW.
Once I finally managed to catch up to them, I ran into the pack of vampires assaulting a group of exorcist.
Usually I wouldn't give a shit about them, but once I saw the in training exorcist, Irina, I swooped in and saved them.
Like any proper super villain, I left an impression by swiftly killing the pack of vampires and dipped before they could ask any questions.
And that impression I left on her seems to have cashed in today, hahahaha! as expected of me~
-3rd person POV/A few Seconds Later-
Irina happily swing her feet as she sat right In front of Otto.
Originally she was going to head to her childhood friends house and meet up with him, but once she saw Otto, her priorities changed a bit.
Despite him looking a tad bit older, his golden hair and grete eyes caught her attention across the street.
She could still remember that day when he saved her father and herself when they were surprise attacked during her training as an exorcist.
The efficiency, the power, his swiftness. It was something that she yearned to reach as an exorcist.
"So what are you two girls doing here?" Otto asked with a smile.
"Ah! We're here to find the stolen holy swords" Irina answered cheerfully.
'Oh wow, this girl is easy' Otto tought in his mind with a chuckle, he has never met someone that was so loose mouthed as her.
Especially when it came to the important info she was saying.
"Irina" Xenovia suddenly spoke up, interrupting Irina from blabing on any longer about their mission to a stranger.
Irina smilled wrily.
"Hahaha it's fine, it's getting late anyways and I have to go back home. Where are you staying?" Otto asked Irina.
"Hm~ well I was thinking of seeing if I could stay at my childhood friends house tonight" she responded
"Oh, who might this childhood friend of your be?" Otto asked, his tone filled with fake curiosity.
He already knew the answer.
"It's Issei Hyoudou, we used to play together a lot before I moved away" She replied with a happy smile.
"Issei... Hyoudou?" Otto's face cringed
"You know him?" Irina asked, his reaction making her curious.
"Well yes but...he's a super pervert" Otto's face grimaced, as of he was thinking of the most disgusting human being in the whole world.
Irinas face scrunched up as she heard his words "w-well he's in his teen's, isn't he? It's just a phase" she said, trying to keep faith in her childhood friend.
"Oh boy are you gonna want to see this" Otto reached out for his phone.
*Multiple and very incriminating evidence later*
"I'm not staying in that perverts home" Xenovia said, her tone filled with disgust.
"H-Hey come on Xenovia..." Irina wanted to refute Xenovias words but...all the pictures and photos that Otto showed them of Issei harassing women also disgusted her.
No matter how much faith she wanted to have in him or how much she wanted to believe in her childhood friend, the evidence was right there infront of the.
Well, not really.
Issei might be a pervert but he doesn't go around harassing any woman he finds, most of the videos and photos were computer generated by Otto himself, giving them maximum realism.
'Sorry, Issei' Otto gave a small apology to him in his mind, small.
Not like he had the best reputation to begin with.
"So if your not staying at his place, were are you two going to stay tonight?" Otto asked, taking another sip from his tea.
Irina chuckled nervously as she heard Otto's questions.
So far they've both been sleeping in an abandoned church south of Kuoh becuase they couldn't afford an Inn, they lost their credit card a while back.
The loss of their credit card is also the reason why they wanted to crash at Issei's.
"Soooo...no place?" Otto asked, Irina confirmed by wrily shaking her head up and down
"If that's the case, do you want to stay at my house?. Atleast until you both find another place to stay" Otto offered.
"Really?!" Both Irina and Xenovia said in surprise.
"Of course~" Otto said, both of them unaware that this was part of his plan.
What WAS unplanned by him was the scolding he would get from Himeko later because he keeps bringing random girls from the street and Into their house.