Chapter 16 Awakening Among Shadows

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Looking in every direction, and not wanting to miss anything out, Valian's eyes suddenly focused on something lying on the ground. Recognising it as the Devil she could sense, she bent down and gently turned it over.

It was a male, of about sixteen years of age, who had crimson red hair that hung down to his chin. His eyes were closed, and Valian could tell that he was alive, due to the fact that he was breathing.

[Valian?] Albion asked. [What are you going to do?] Valian licked her lips in thought.

"I think I'll call Azazel. " She said.

"He took me into the Grigori when I was a Devil, so-"

[I doubt he will. ] Albion replied.

[But, do as you wish. ] Valian pulled out her phone, dialled a number into it, and put it to her ear.

"Hello Azazel… yeah, it's me. There's something here I think you should see… I'm in the cave on the edge of the territory… see you later.

" She hung up. Ten seconds later, a magic-circle was triggered outside the cave, and a man walked into it.

He was a tall man, who appeared to be in his twenties, with an average build. He had black hair, with golden bangs and a black goatee.

This was Azazel, the Governer-General of the Fallen Angels, and the leader of the Grigori.

"What is it, Valian?" he asked his surrogate daughter, and said surrogate daughter replied by pointing to the body of the young Devil on the ground. Azazel's brow furrowed as he looked at him.

"Is this how you found him, Valian, or did you do something to him first?" he asked, looking at Valian shrewdly.

"Uh… he was face-down when I found him. " Valian replied.

"But that's it. " Azazel accepted this answer and looked at the teen.

"I think I know what you want me to do. " He said, looking over at Valian, a slight smirk on his face.

"You want me to take him in, don't you?" Valian laughed, despite herself.

"You know me well enough. " She answered.

"Please, Azazel? I heard you telling Shemhazai how you wanted a son. " She said the last part cheekily, and Azazel laughed.

"That is fair. " He said.

"Alright, I'll take him in. But only because you asked me to, Valian."

"Thank you, Azazel!" Valian said, sounding happy. Azazel did not reply.

He picked the Devil up and slung him over his shoulder, and left via a magic-circle. Valian left via her own magic-circle as well.

When Kenji returned to consciousness, and slowly opened his eyes, he found himself in a small room. Inside the room was a single bed, which he was lying on, a bedside table, and a window to his right.

The room was pleasantly warm, and Kenji could see light pouring through the window.

"Hey, he's waking up. " A quiet voice said.

Upon hearing the voice, Kenji sat up instantly, and looked around. Three men and a young woman were sat on chairs, and watching him.

The first man was tall, appearing to be in his twenties, with an average build, black hair, gold bangs, and a black goatee. He wore a red trench-coat with six black bands, two on each arm, and two on his chest.

He also wore black trousers, with two black bands on each ankle. He wore black business shoes.

The second man appeared also to be in his twenties, with silver-white hair and purple eyes. His outfit consisted of a purple beret, a purple trench-coat over a black vest, white pants and black boots.

The third man was a middle-aged, gruff-looking man, with black hair, matching beard and a muscular body. He wore a dark green robe.

Kenji could see that something was under the man's robe, but he couldn't make out what.

The only woman of the group had long, dark silver hair tied into a ponytail that went down to her neck. Her eyes were a light blue, and she had an hourglass figure, and a very large bust, even bigger than Kenji remembered Grayfia's or his mother's being.

But since it'd been just over two months since he'd seen his step-sister or his mother, he could easily be wrong.

She wore a dark green V-neck shirt, which was straining to contain her bust, and a high-collared black leather jacket over it. She wore burgundy jeans that hugged her hips amazingly, with a silver chain drooping down the left side, and black leather chaps with three chaps with three bands encircling her right calf.

As well as that, she wore black shoes with black buckles.

The first man moved his seat a little closer to the bed, and regarded Kenji with a shrewd face.

"Hello there. " He said.

His voice was calm, a little too calm.

"Hi. " Kenji said, in a quiet voice once he got a faceful of all the auras the four people were exuding.

All of them wiped the floor with his own magical power, and the woman's aura was similar to that of his own, a Devil's. Though he could sense something else inside her aura as well.

The first man got a look at Kenji's face, and chuckled.

"Don't worry, kid. We won't hurt you.

" His face hardened. "Unless you try to hurt us first.

" Kenji sweatdropped.

"No, no! I'm not going to try and hurt you!"

"Good. " The first man said.

"Well, before we go any further, I think we should know each other first. I'm Azazel."

Kenji's jaw dropped. He was sitting in the same room as the Governer-General of the Fallen Angels!

He was dead.

"The leader of the Fallen Angels?" Kenji asked. Azazel smiled.

"You know your stuff, kid. " He said.

"I am the Governer-General of the Fallen Angels, and there's the Vice-Governer General, Shemhazai. " He pointed to the man in the beret.

Shemhazai nodded to Kenji, and tipped his beret to him.

"There's Baraqiel, the most powerful of the Cadre, which are basically my main military force. " Azazel pointed to the gruff-looking man, who merely nodded.

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