Sinful Duty: In all my Dreams I. { Solo Training }

[Alastor Caedes]

The time of day wasn't quite important as it could be being in Hell. It was damn near impossible to keep track of any form of time or change in the infernal pits that many sinners forcibly make their home. The near constant screams were pleasant though, it helped the music only become more and more enticing. At least for the current Legatus Consular, Alastor. Sitting on his throne, he held a skull cup in one hand and a cane in the other. The cane itself was built from the bones of some poor unfortunate soul that got on his nerve. The skull cup on the other hand was from a more valuable prey, one he deemed worthy to drink out of it. Currently enjoying a old wine from a few hundred years ago, Alastor's eyes were white.

His iris's hidden away from the lack of proper flesh to cover the eyes. Sipping on his wine in utter enjoyment of his status, the eye on his forehead rolled around. The foreheads iris coming into view as a Saika. A female one, with light brown hair and tan looking skin. Ultimately built to be physically strong, despite being loosely dressed. " Sire. I have brought news of new blood ready for you. " Were her only words, bowing before the skinless Akki. " Well, well. Good work Brayla. Come, its bound to be quite the show~ " Standing up and stretching ever so slightly to crack the bones back in place. The female Saika, Brayla, got up as he passed her by, following behind him. Travelling down into a small little area. A round stadium like set up similar to that of a performance area for carnivals or some festival's.

Taking his seat Alastor grinned at the concept of a new sinner and thus a new show. " Your reward for a job well done Brayla, is a day of freedom out in the world of the living. Do whatever you please with that day, just don't get caught and don't leave till after the show~" It was clear that Alastor enjoyed these little stunts. His role as the Consular was the most entertaining to him as he had his own little way of helping sinners come to terms with themselves. Braylia smiled at the prospect of being free to do whatever she pleased in the mortal realm. For her sinful core was Lust, where she would enjoy the company of many men and women. Only to consume them whole, body and soul. A real mantis she was, or maybe closer to that of a black widow spider.

"Of course, and thank you. Sire." This was how Alastor had such fine control over each and every sinner under him. When they succeeded on a job, he rewarded them with their hearts desire. When they failed, he gave them additional chances. They were his property and his peasants. A king was no king without a kingdom, and they brought life to his kingdom. Even if it was demented life. Finishing his wine, he threw the skull cup out onto the stage causing it to shatter. " Bring the first one out! " Alastor's roar caused many a sinner to roar in agreement. The stadium was filled with sinners, Servus and Eques alike. All of them under his rule and loyal to him.

Out came a Hason. Male, Bull like features that also showed off some other features similar to Scorpions and Goats. He was named Nemikria, but everyone called him Chimera. Holding a sinner who was still bound by their own chains over his shoulder. " The first one is a woman.... Enjoy master. " The Hason let out a short huff as he set the sinner down. The Hason left the stage leaving the poor sinner all alone with the crowd and Alastor. "..... Where am i?... Who are you?..." The woman called out turning around. It was clear she wasn't very powerful of a sinner with her legs still bound and her arms bound together. Her hair was oddly wet and stuck to her otherwise alluring figure.

Alastor stood up and made his way to the stage holding up one of his necklaces, the one with his family crest. " I. Am Alastor. The King of Slaughter and the ruler of this place. Your name lass?" Standing in front of her, it was a clear height difference in Alastors favor. He towered over the small girl who was only maybe five foot three. The small woman looked at Alastor and gulped, her skin abnormally wet. " Jaclyn... Jaclyn Mostrou. " Alastor grinned as he started to circle the small sinner and laughed. " A french woman... Of course. " After his little comment the crowd around them laughed " Such young blood! What did you do to get here?! " One of the audience called out with Alastor raising a hand to silence him.

" Let us find out, my lovely army! " Alastor declared holding up his family crest to Jaclyn's face. A Sudden glow to it as it resonated with her and music started playing despite having no one to play them. From the moment the music started to play Jacyln stared foreword, unable to move as her veins glowed blue and fake water filled the stadium. However, no voices rang out as Alastor slowly made his way back to his seat holding up the crest. Until he sat down on his throne once again and grinned. The moment the music played, the audience went silent in anticipation. As Alastor and Jaclyn started singing the same song in almost perfect harmony.

" The Ship, it swayed, heave ho, heave ho, On the dark and stormy blue. "

" The ship, it swayed, heave ho, heave ho, On the dark and stormy blue, "

" And I held tight to the Captain's might, As he pulled up his trews."

" And I held tight to the Captain's might, As he pulled up his trews."

The two almost in perfect sync as the Stadium around them shifted to that of a captains quarters of a ship. Jaclyn standing in front of a hammock style bed. Floating Lanterns in the air giving the stadium a form of mood lighting. The sounds of the oceans waves hitting the ship forming in the background. Alastor's eyes glowing a feint red as the Audience started slowly rocking back and fourth to emulate the shaking of a ship. Through the use of other sinners in attendance, the scene was set as fast as they figured out the cause of death.

" You haven't slept, heave ho, he said, In many suns and moons."

" You haven't slept, heave ho, he said, In many suns and moons."

" Oh, I will sleep when we reach shore, And pray we get there soon."

" Oh, I will sleep when we reach shore, And pray we get there soon."

" He said, Now hush love, here's your gown. There's the bed, lantern's down."

" He said, Now hush love, here's your gown. There's the bed, lantern's down.

But I don't want to go to sleep; in all my dreams, I drown. The Captain howled. Heave ho, heave ho, And tied me up with sheets. "

" A storm is brewing in the South. It's time to go to sleep.

  His berth, it rocks, heave ho, heave ho. The ocean gnashed and moaned "

" His berth, it rocks, heave ho, heave ho. The ocean gnashed and moaned " 

" Like Jona will be swallowed whole and spat back teeth and bones. "

" Like Jona will be swallowed whole and spat back teeth and bones. "

After this part. Alastor got up and descended down to the Stadium once more. Many knew this as both a good thing and a bad thing. It meant there was a struggle, which was never pretty. The singing continued, but the level of tension and suspense was high in the air. Many started to take bets on what will happen first. Jaclyn caving to her sins and accepting them or her dying from refusing to accept them and making them do this again. As Alastor was known to kill sinners who refused to cooperate, but not many did. 

" He said, Now hush love, here's your gown. There's the bed, lantern's down."

" He said, Now hush love, here's your gown. There's the bed, lantern's down. 

But I don't want to go to sleep; in all my dreams, I drown." 

" Captain! Captain! I will do your chores, I will warm your cot at night, and mop your cabin floors. 

Scold me, hold me, I'll be yours to keep,  The only thing I beg of you. Don't make me go to sleep. "

" The sky it flashed, heave ho, heave ho, his pillow toed to the brink. "

" The sky it flashed, heave ho, heave ho, his pillow toed to the brink. 

The curtains ran between my legs as we began to sink. " 

" I closed my eyes, heave ho, heave ho, as the ship was rent and fell. "

" I closed my eyes, heave ho, heave ho, as the ship was rent and fell. " 

As the song was nearing its end, poor Jaclyn was slowly shifting from her normal human appearance. Her skin shifting a light blue, her height slowly increasing. Her hair becoming more akin to sea weed. Her fingers gaining a webbing between them and then shifting into a more claw like fashion with hooked barbs on the tips. Her teeth sharpened to a point, and her eyes gain a soft cyan blue glow to them. The iris's shifting into slits and her skin from the light blue into a more scale like fashion. The poor girl was slowly turning into a Hason herself, as her sins were made bare and her pain was slowly being embraced. 

"Eddies in the water headed to the mouth of Hell. Hush now, hush love, here's your gown. There's the bed, lantern's down."

"Eddies in the water headed to the mouth of Hell. Hush now, hush love, here's your gown. There's the bed, lantern's down." 

" I'm begging you please wake me up, In all my dreams I..."

" I'm begging you please wake me up, In all my dreams I.....Drown..." 

In that moment of realization, her formed burst into a bubble of sea water. Swiftly breaking apart and revealing her new full hason form. Wearing a torn, but still intact soaking wet dress. The french woman sinner Jackyln became a female sea monster in her own right. Fins and scales all across her new body. Across her neck now laid gills. Her spine's bone's pointed out of her back for six inches down a line, extending into a new mermaid esque tail from her tailbone. Her chains had broken, from her ankles they were now six inches in length. While the chains around her wrists were six feet in length, a third chain drapped down from her throat extending down eight feet. 

Alastor stood in front of the new Hason and gently cupped her face. Her face was still that of Jaclyn, but horrifically demeted into a sea creature like fashion. " Im... ugly... aren't i?.... " Alastor shook his head. " Your sin is as beautiful as your love. Unfortunately your lover's crew did not agree and killed him. Throwing you overboard to drown in the sea. Calling you a mermaid and a sea hag for tempting their captain into becoming something they hated. That was a few hundred years ago. " Jaclyn looked up at Alastor and tears rolled down her cheeks. "...How...do you?... " She was confused, he certainly wasn't there when she died. Alastor simply held up his family crest that glowed with the symbol of her sin. 

" It is my duty to aid new sinners, to help them embrace their sin. Now. Use your love and sorrow to get back at the families that condemned you to such a fate.... Under a new name. How does Siren sound to you? " Alastor grinned as two Servus brought a new Sanctus uniform for the new Hason and a thing of wine for Alastor. "Siren.... " Jaclyn nodded as the darkness of Hell finally corrupted her into the Hason she was meant to be, once physically, now mentally. Jaclyn, now Siren. Went with the two Servus members to get accustomed to her new home. " Oh and Siren?" Alastor spoke up as she turned around. " Welcome to the Sanctus. Fear no more pain, except for the pain of your enemies. "  

[Alastor Caedes]

There he stood in the center of the stadium as the new Hason called Siren was led off. Turning to where Chimera usually walks out he raises his boney eyebrow. " Chimera. Any others who cannot break their chains alone? " Chimera only shook his head. " No. The rest were free when they were found. I have already done what you would require of me for them. " Alastor grinned and spun around in a form of excitement. His iris's for, but a moment, shifting into slits before shifting back to normal. " Perfecton. That will be all then. " Dismissing Chimera Alastor grinned to himself and turned to Brayla. " You are free to enjoy your reward now. So go on. Your twenty four hours start the moment you set foot in the world of the living. " 

The Saika Brayla bowed respectfully and was gone without hesitation. Alastor turned the rest of the sinners in the crowd and snapped his chains against the ground. " Show is over, back to work! " The crowd dispersed heading back to their collective duties. " Silka! Where are you?! " Alastor yelled out as a small eyeball with wings flew down to him. " Send a message to Orobas's Warden's. Let them know if Brayla isn't back in 24 hours from the moment she sets foot in the World of the Living, to bring her back forcibly. That is all. " Silka spun around jeefully to acknowledge the order and flew off in a hurry. Taking a moment to gather himself, Alastor chuckled and begun walking back to his domain. 

" Its always prettiest~~ After the Fall~~" 

" Excuse me, Sire. " 

Alastor looked behind him and there was a almost demonic sheep looking Hason. " Ah. Jurrina. Come to report your finds? " The Hason, named Jurrina, nodded to the question and held up a single red almost diamond like gem. " All of the documented Nakkabaki's that we have managed to spot. As well as some potential beings you may find interesting. " To say that Jurrina was his personal secretary would be a understatement. The Hason had a gift for finding others through dreams. While her gift couldn't help her harm others in dreams, finding them alone was more than enough. " Let's take a look shall we? " Jurrina handing over the gem to Alastor, with him crushing it and throwing it into a brazier. The flames shifted to show images of various Nakkabaki, old and young, that were either in hiding or not caring if they were found. 

" Good work. Jurrina you neve-" And then he saw something he thought he wouldn't see. A rogue Shinigami that took his fancy immediately. " Her name? " His eyes not leaving the image of flame as Jurrina sighed softly. " Unfortunately we could not obtain her name. She's very cautious and quite careful. " Alastor smirked slightly almost excitedly. ".....That will do. These ones often have issues that they cannot trust the Seireitei with. Or maybe... they were driven out. Hmm.... But why oh why would that be? So many possible reasons for them leaving...." Alastor was practically drooling over the idea of corrupting this shinigami. Jurrina adjusted her hellish uniform before shifting the flames to a new image, one of a young female captain. " We do, however. Know her friends name. A Celes Shindazu, a current Captain of the Seireitei. " 

Alastor's grin became almost inhumanely possible. " Celes Shindazu... so young looking to be a captain. Heheh... interesting. When i have time i might just try to lure her out~ Anyway. Is that all? " Immediately shifting back to his dignified kingly posture, Alastor was quite pleased. Jurrina nodded as the dust from the flame reformed into its gem form. " Yes sire. I will share this information with the Compitus Legion if you wish. " Alastor thought for a moment, but nodded. " Yes, go ahead. They will need this list for their dealing purposes. Well done. Your usual reward then? " At the talk of a usual reward Jurrina seemed to squirm, trying to keep her composure. " If you would be so kind to me your highness. " Alastor grinned. " Then you have it. Go and satisfy your desires. " Jurrina seemed to lose her composure and rush off. 

This was how Alastor ran his kingdom, kindness to his subjects and cruelty to his enemies. One may think that this old fashion form of leadership would not be effective for a bunch of killers. Yet it was living proof of Alastors leadership capabilities. As the King of Slaughter, he led his kingdom of bloodstained killers in a form of orderly fashion, while rewarding them with their sinful desires satisfaction. Alastor returned to his throne, for this was his day to day routine or Hourly routine one may imagine. Grabbing a bottle of wine and pouring himself a glass, Alastor grinned as he let his eyes roll back into nothing. Yet he heard the words that he was finally waiting to hear. 

" The beginning of the End is Nigh. Ready the forces and Initiate the plan. " Were Lucifers words he heard ring out from a more personal message to him. " As you wish. " Downing the glass of wine. He set the glass down and stood up drastically. " Taros! " A few moments a bull Hason entered the throne room, bowing to Alastor. " Yes my liege? " Alastor raised his hand slowly, a sign for Taros to grin. " Its time. Ready a group. The first victims of our many thousand year war will be the shinigami on the first layer. I want it done quietly, and all trace of them being here to be removed. Bring the Shinigami themselves to the Inner Sanctum. " Taros, slammed his hands against his chest and ground his hoof like feet in excitement.

" At once! " 

Taros left, yelling and gathering sinners to go and hunt down the Shinigami on the first layer. Alastor and sat back down in his throne as two other Akki appeared. A woman with her skin formed from gemstone shards, her face a large curved moon wearing a kimono style dress that was torn. With the other being a man, a humanoid beast with wide leathery wings and thin, yet lovecraftian curves and shapes and tendrils hiding a eel fashioned face. " Sire? " The two respond at once bowing kneeling to Alastor who simply smiled at their appearance. " Eshira. Angranam. Welcome back. " The two Akki smiled. " It is our pleasure to serve you here once more. As in Life, as in Death. "

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

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