The Price of a Demon

[Jak Halcom]

Jak saw the two blades of flames get canceled out by one arrow. Then another arrow came flying at his chest Jak focused his flames and unleashed them in a quick burst pushing Jak a couple of feet to the right so the arrow would only graze his arm. Jak would get closer to the man. Blood poured down his arm as he pulled back his left art and slammed it into his opponent's stomach. He would then stabbed out with his right set of blades.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

The eagle like sight of the sapphire blue eye was one that continued to analyze everything about how this demon child moved. As the crimson arrow was fired from the short bow Asmoskon thought it near impossible for the demon child to evade his shot. Yet the sight he possessed was enough that Asmoskon saw the fire burst forth from Jak's side granting him the count he required to nearly evade the arrow uninjured. The sight of red life though Asmoskon wasn't surprised to see burst from the flesh of the demon's arm.

"Alright just as simple time to lock him down." The demon child was closing the distance between them now and it looked as if he was completely controlled by the emotion of rage and hate that swelled within his heart towards Quincy in general. The right hand of the dark archer moved in to the pants pocket and then pulled out a small silver tube. Asmoskon Jak nearly reached Asmoskon the tube was dropped to the ground and Asmoskon vanished from sight.

Asmoskon had used the movement technique that wasn't as draining as the standard Quincy step yet had nearly as many advantages. Instead of simply taking a single step and moving backwards further away Asmoskon had actually stepped at an incredible speed to the left and then forwards while he turned around. This caused Asmoskon to reappear a few feet behind Jak. Asmoskon highly doubted that the demon boy would be able to perceive where he had gone.

The ginto was right at this demon child's feet and Asmoskon knew that he could halt him. At the same time though he could simply put an arrow through this child's chest and walk away for the next assignment. In the end though curiosity beat off the laziness of this Quincy. "Heavenly father embrace your will upon the forsaken. Grasp of the darkness till there be light. Shall nothing fade from your fingers for the world will be engulfed in darkness." Asmoskon whispered the incantation so quietly that he doubted the demon would hear it while in a fit of rage.

After about four moments of seeing nothing where Asmoskon had been standing Jak would suddenly feel the embedding of all five stacks through his elbows, knees, and the back of his neck. Asmoskon knew that this boy wouldn't be able to break free from the restrain technique known as Heilig Opfer due to those orbs that had been cut so easily. Asmoskon knew at this point that his reiatsu was far superior an that now was the time to ask his question.

"Halcom. You say that I'm here to finish off what the others started ey? Well I'm more then happy to inform you that I have nothing to do with the others of my kind. If the Empire of Quincy are who you speak of don't loop me together with them its just a larger insult. Now I have a question and an offer for you. This Shinigami that you spoke of earlier." If Jak hadn't been looking or found Asmoskon already the Quincy would now be standing in front of him after walking around from behind.

All of a sudden the stern archer though would not put of an aura of pride nor anything else that might have been felt, but instead hatred in the purest sense as he looked to Jak. "I want to know if you came about her name. Tell me everything you know and I'll offer you a deal." Asmoskon spoke now with his arms crossed over his chest again with the short bow laying over his right forearm.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1095/1350 ~Heilig Opfer~

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Technique Name: Heilig Opfer
Class: 5
Technique Type: Human World Dweller
Usable By: Quincy
Technique Element: N/A

Technique Description and Effects: A Ginto technique that requires the incantiation be spoken. Once done the ginto is thrown toward a target. When the ginto gets within three feet of the targeted Reiatsu it vanished completely into nothingness. In the following post five silver spikes appear embedded in the target. The placements of the spikes are through the knees, elbows and the back of the neck. These spikes don’t possess the power to kill and if broken cause no damage to the body. This technique is meant to prevent movement for a limited amount of time.

How to use technique: Speak the incantation and throw the ginto.

Technique Drawbacks: The silver spikes can be broken if the opponent possesses an offensive stat greater than the user's Reiatsu Strength. The spikes begin to disappear after two posts reducing required break points by 50%. This technique can only be countered by preventing the ginto from getting close enough to vanish or destroying it.

Incantation and Effect (If Kido only): Heavenly father embrace your will upon the forsaken. Grasp of the darkness till there be light. Shall nothing fade from your fingers for the world will be engulfed in darkness.

[Jak Halcom]

Jak hit nothing but air as the Quincy used another step technique Jak looked around for the elusive Quincy, but he was so blinded by rage and anger that he did not notice the devise placed at his feet. The next thing that the large half breed knew he felt five hard things hit his body one on each knee, one on the arms, and one on his neck. He fell to his knees finding himself unable to move. He struggled against the restraints but unable to get free. 

"Halcom. You say that I'm here to finish off what the others started ey? Well I'm more then happy to inform you that I have nothing to do with the others of my kind. If the Empire of Quincy are who you speak of don't loop me together with them its just a larger insult. Now I have a question and an offer for you. This Shinigami that you spoke of earlier." So this Quincy didn't like to be associated with the others? Well it didn't matter to Jak, he still considered them one in the same. He also wanted to know about the shiniami that he ran into. He seemed to be wanting to know about one in particular.

"There were two of them that I ran into so far." Jak said in a deeper voice than his normal. He looked up at the Quincy still glaring at him as he tried to get up. "What kind of deal do you think we can make now?" he suppose it didn't matter, there was nothing he could do while in this state. He growled looking up at the man. He might as well tell him what he knew, he might get out of this alive. He didn't like spilling his guts to a Quincy, but like he thought earlier it wasn't like he had much of a choice.

"The first one I ran into was a shinigami named Kimiko, Kimiko Shihoin I think was her name. Assassin type, though she does have a bit of spunk to her, and quite a sight for the eyes if you know what I mean. The other one was a bit...nicer you can say. She was a bit too friendly if you ask me. Did not want to fight me until I pretty much forced her to. What was her name..." He thought for a moment before coming up with it. "Hotaru, yes that was her name. That fire cannon still had enough power to even take me out."

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon was standing in front of Jak now looking just down enough to put a feeling of superiority between them. Asmoskon was curious to hear if the purple haired Shinigami that haunted him had indeed been the one that this demon child spoke of prior. As Jak spoke Asmoskon could hear the difference in his voice easily and imagined it was due to the transformation. It might actually have been due to the size increase that he occurred from the transformation and not the power itself, but it didn't interest Asmoskon enough to find out.

The demon boy spoke of there being two different Shinigami that he ha crossed paths against so far. The first one that he spoke of Asmoskon hadn't crossed paths with yet the way that this demon boy spoke about her it seemed that she was either incredible talents and able to hold her own or she was a whore like every other piece of trash. Either way the first Shinigami that bore the name of Shihoin brought no interest and didn't quench the curiosity of Asmoskon.

Then he spoke about a Shinigami that came off as too nice. He spoke about how she wouldn't actually fight him until he pretty much forced her too. That didn't seem to fit the purple haired whore's personality though from the first time Asmoskon had met her. In fact the first time she had been the one to strike out against him for just having a different type of reiatsu. However, Asmoskon knew it wasn't enough to push aside the possibility simply because that Shinigami had changed from the first time he met her or at least had shown her true colors.

It was then that the demon child thought over what the Shinigami's name was and after a few moment he spoke the name of the Shinigami that had warped Asmoskon's soul. "Hotaru, yes that was her name. That fire cannon still had enough power to even take me out." Asmoskon's physical appearance was unchanged no sign of any reaction would be seen across his face yet inside his mind the memories of her rushed throughout his head. All of them crashing down suddenly as the words she spoke to him made the abyss crawl back around his mind and pull him back down.

Taking his sight away from Jak, Asmoskon began to walk to the right as he collected his thoughts. "So the betrayer was the one that you encountered after all. One last thing Halcon." Asmoskon turned back and starred at the demon child his face still just stern yet his aura even darker and more filled with rage. "When did you happen to go against Hotaru?" Asmoskon was curious to see if she had fought him while he had been gone. If that was the case then she obviously was still fine about what and happened and about to go about with her life just as the Vanreich empire would have promised her.

[Jak Halcom]

The demon boy started to growl when the Quincy walked away from him thinking that he was just going to leave him like this. Then the Quincy came back demanding to know when they had fought. Jak had to think back on that. It had been a long while since he had last seen the shinigami. He had to delve back past months and months of hardships that he endured being a half demon. The months of isolation and loneliness.

"I would have to say that it was about six months or so ago." He said snapping right back to reality. He continued to glare back at the Quincy trying to stand once again and once again to no avail. This was starting to get irritating. He knew that smug look that the Quincy had on him was thinking that he had dominance of Jak. "Alright I gave you everything that I now, so what is this deal you want to purpose, and it better include letting my go and not bothering me anymore."

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon watched as the demon boy struggled against the silver stacks and knew that he had no chance of breaking free from his spell. He stood silently as the boy thought back over the time he had fought the betrayer of a love that once was everything to the dark archer. This boy though had mentioned the cannon that she wielded which meant that she had released her shikai against him in combat. Asmoskon pondered that for a moment. He knew how strong Hotaru had been and the thought of her needing to release against this boy was wrong.

Then though Asmoskon simply put it together that he must have been correct from the beginning of the reveal. That betrayer along with his former beliefs of love and honor were restraints that weighed him down and made him weak. Now they were gone and this boy that was so easily brought down had forced her to release her zanpakuto. The demon child spoke though of fighting her about six months ago. That had been right around the time that she had revealed her true colors to Asmoskon and he pulled away from her and all the other bindings of his life.

The boy then spoke of the deal that Asmoskon had talked to him about and told him that if it was to let him go he better do it and leave him alone. Asmoskon simply looked down at the boy his mind no longer thinking over the information he had learned. The silver stacks were still embedded in this boy and even if the spell weakened he seriously doubted that the boy would prove himself strong enough to break free.

It would happen in an instant Asmoskon's short black bow held horizontally right in front of the demon boy. Then the right hand pulled the bowstring back and a crimson arrow formed nocked to the string and leaning against the black spine. It was less then a full second through these actions as the arrow was released point blank through the chest of the demon boy. "Naïve boy. No one strong promises mercy to a weakling." Asmoskon turned and walked away.

He wasn't going to stay in this place any longer he had left Japan and Asia for a reason and right now hated being here. The only good thing to come from this assignment besides mild amusement was the information that had been collected on the purple haired harlot. Asmoskon knew that information on a six month ago battle wasn't anything good yet it was enough to reinforce the fact she had played with him and was still the same.

Picking up the black coat as his bow vanishes Asmoskon pulls it over himself. He then walked out through the bamboo and takes the cell phone from his pocket. Calling the same dials once again and waiting for the few moments that it took for Water Tower to pick up he was greeted again with the feminine voice. "This one is done have the money transferred. I want another now. Send the information on assignment available to this phone. I'll be on a plane in an hour I better be going somewhere far from here." Asmoskon then shut the phone and made his way from Asia once again.

[Jak Halcom]

Jak didn't even have time to see the shot coming. The arrow hit his chest. Blood poured from the wound as he stared at it in shock. The bastard...the bastard just shot him. Anger and rage was the only thing he felt when he felt his body hit the ground. He was lucky the boy's arrow didn't hit any of his vital organs. Still the arrow hurt like hell when it went through. He would not forget this. He will not forget the face of the Quincy that shot him.

"You...bastard..." was all he could say when he finally hit the ground. All Quincys were the same. All of them were heartless, soulless beings that deserve only one thing...death. He will bring death to every Quincy that he finds he will be strong enough to destroy them all. For now however, he watched that Quincy walk away from him like he was nothing at all. He cursed that Quincy to hell and all the damnation that it would bring.

His sight grew dark as unconsciousness started to take hold. He struggled to stay awake, but the hole in his chest and his other injuries were now taking their toll. He reverted back to his original form as he laid there on the ground. He weakly clenched his fist as he vowed to hunt down that Quincy. Nothing will stop him, nothing will cause him to turn from this endevour. If a monster was all they saw, then a monster he will become.

[Katekarin Mekatoku]

+ 300 TP to Jak

530 + 100 TP to Asmo