Cirven and Demi's Eternal Union

A few weeks had passed since she had betrayed the blonde haired youth she once seen as her little brother, at that moment she had also turned her back on her twin brother Oykai and her cousins Shindara and Amuul. Thing is when she had attacked Ruvel she had aimed to kill him and prevent anymore suffering that would come after what she had done, she knew that the intent had been there and even with the twins interference there should have been no way he should had survived meaning there was something else working against her. She had no idea if it was because he was a god of life but then she realised it could be because the being dwelling inside his spirit decided to stir and take the hit. She really hated that thing at the best of the times but she knew that Cirven would most likely want to bring it into his service while getting rid of the weak youth who played its host, thing was Demi was the only one who really knew of its existence as far as she knew as it barely woke. She made an internal note not to mention it to Cirven at least for now unless asked, it wasn't that she was trying to keep things from him but right now if the demon did take the hit, it would be to weak to be useful.

She had been separated from her family now for a few weeks now as she decided she needed to heal and rest up, during that time she felt a siren's call that she hadn't felt in so very long, it was beckoning her to return to her original home. For the first time in a long time she didn't fight against it, she followed her instincts believing that this would help her in some way, who was she trying to kid that place never had any good intentions for those raised there; still she went without question. On her way she made a stupid mistake but it had reminded her of the first time she was outside the building she had spent her entire life, the failure that she had caused them both to go through. She spent many nights feeling so guilty for what they had to go through because she was to weak to keep up with the others but a lot had changed since then, she had found peace with every decision she had ever made be it good or bad.

On her way through the the canyon that she hadn't completed her lessons were the others likely continued in theirs so so was at a disadvantage, so hoped this was something she could rectify while here. While in the facility she had came across the old training hall when her reaper lineage finally kicked in and she actually killed Cirven, she had begged and pleaded that he would survive and it seemed that a miracle had been granted as his healing factor had started to kick in and he started to breath. Going further in she got to her 'lesson' room. She had spoke with the head scientist that had dealt with herself and Cirven who got her to go into her capsule, she allowed it to connect to her and do what it had to. She came to the conclusion due to in the internal memories she went through she started to understand things from her families point of view, she had been away from them for so long she forgot how it was to work like a family, like a unit. She also realised something else due to this that she didn't really trust them because she had been away from them, while at the facility she knew as 'home' she begged, pleaded and prayed believing that her family would come and retrieve her as the rule was they didn't turn their back on each other but after two years she lost hope of being saved and so locked the memories away.

When she was killed the memories started to unlock however it seemed and though she couldn't fully trust, she at least pretended but that was done with, she needed to trust them for them to return it. They were a family and this was part of it. By the time her lessons came to an end she felt different, she felt strange in her skin and claimed the soul of the one who had done it to them finally. When she walked back to the exit she stopped seeing a reflective surface and not recognising the one who was in front of it so went looking for a mirror, her lips were a baby pink, her eyes though red still looked strange to her, her white hair was now a pale rose pink and she had horns protruding out of her head. "W-what the hell?" she said poking at them unsure what had happened, before she could say anything else or try and figure it out she heard Ves telling her to go to a specific point, that he had requested that Cirven to go there to. It seemed urgent if he also told Cirven to go so sighed 'Korvin, you heard Ves I need a portal to the location.' she sent to one of the others, as she spoke the portal was opened and she walked through the portal. When she came out the other end she noticed her clothing had changed from the black outfit she had been wearing to a dress. It was pale pink and white that came off her shoulders red markings seen over her form. "A church?" she asked in surprise wondering what Ves was up to walking down the isle looking at everything with curiosity.

@Cirven

"Make sure to take the orders of those around here as if they were from me. Also, make sure to do those orders well. I do not mind having to replace any of you." Cirven spoke to a large group of demons in the courtyard area of the castle Erring Rising members had come to use as a headquarters. All of the demons wore the attire of a butler or maid while Cirven wore black thick leather clothing. They were not all the strongest of the demons he had under his command now but he figured they would either get stronger. stay as servants to those of the guild or die doing it as failures. "You each know your duties so you are dismissed for now." He spoke out and smiled at the group as he watched them all leave. He did not expect most of them to make it through with their work the type of people in the guild but thought of it as being an exciting time for each of them that would weed out those who were worth it and those who were not.

After each of them were gone he yawned loudly and then sighed. "I need to go kill something before I do myself in from the amount of boredom I have!" He burst out into laughter from what he had said only stopping when he heard a familiar voice near him. "If you are so bored then why not come with me, Trase? I have something you will enjoy doing a lot." Cirven turned around to see Ves standing behind him with Korvin who had a portal already opened near them. "At this point, as long as it allow me to go wild I will be fine with it." His grin stayed formed on his face but he did not say another word before walking through the portal.

A portal appeared inside of the church allowing Cirven to walk through wearing a white suit with a white shirt underneath it. "Ves, what the hell am I in a suit for?" The Devil King spoke out as he looked over what clothes he was wearing awkwardly. "Is there a special occasion that we are going to ruin in this church or something...?" He questioned as he looked around the church and started to walk around. Ves walked through the portal behind him wearing a similar suit to his. "This is your own special occasion, Trase. You are going to be wed here." Cirven turned his head to Ves and raised an eyebrow which would add to his next words. "Is that some sort of joke? Why would I need to be wed? I don't even know how a wedding would be done? To who? You do know I will just kill her, right?" He looked all around to find who he was to be wed to but did not see anyone else but Ves at this point. "You will find that all out and won't be able to kill this one. I can guarantee that." Ves grinned at the Devil which caused Cirven to smile widely. "Is that a bet? I wonder if you have seen that far into the future to tell me that or you are just saying something you believe is true... hmm..?" Cirven spoke out as he pondered what Ves was up to but before he could think for long another voice spoke out from inside of the church to him.

"My leige!" Raktin called out as he came from one of the nearby doors leading to another room. He walked out of the room with multiple other demons and then dropped down with them to kneel to Cirven. "This plan was mostly his, my liege! It is to make sure that you have someone to lead your subordinates with reliably! A strong Queen for our strong King!" Raktin spoke out to explain things more which caused Cirven to look at him with a straight face like he had felt betrayed. His gaze then trailed to Ves and he shot a cold dark stare at him but after a few seconds he burst out into laughter to the point where he used his hand to cover part of his face. "This is just perfect! I will test this strong Queen myself and see if she is worthy of my love. I already have an idea of who it could be based on what both of you have said." Ves gave grinned again and shrugged. "Can't hide much from the Devil King, can I?" Ves spoke which Cirven returned with a shake of his head. "All that matters is the Queen to be, right? Where is she? Where is Demiari!?" He yelled out the last part and then looked around the church again not seeing anyone else who he hadn't already. He raised his hand up next to his head with his index finger pointing upwards only. "If she isn't inside of the church then that means..." He quickly moved to the entrance of the church and with a swipe of his hand sent out a blast of black electricity that shot the door off of its hinges and into the outside area near the church. He instantly saw the portal where Demiari had come out of and saw her standing looking towards the church.

"That color doesn't fit you, I think. I have the perfect way to make you look like a color you deserve to be in more, Demiari." He flashed his black claws at her as he ignited them with the elements he had under his control before using a burst of white flames to quickly travel towards her and swipe at her body multiple times, aiming for her neck, stomach and thighs in quick succession.

@Demi

Demi had been looking around in complete bewilderment, she had no idea what the hell was going on, all she knew was Ves had told her to come here. She did hate surprises and this was why, she was in a random area with no idea as to why "I swear to all that is unholy Ves, you better show up and tell me why I am at a church!" she demanded her fuse was beyond short thanks to the week of hell she had just went through. It was true that she didn't have to go through it but when there was a pulling some times it was hard to pull back from it as much as you wanted to. Though painful and wanted to kill the soul of the scientist within the first day she had bared with it, she needed to for the betterment of herself and those that she would be fighting along side. It had also played part in her coming to realise something, it was true she was no longer part of the family she was raised with and due to this had forgotten how it was to work within a unit such as theirs. This wasn't her fault but then as much as she had felt betrayed by them she realised it wasn't theirs either, they couldn't have come into the facility she was being held within.

She had felt betrayed for something that couldn't have been avoided with the limited allowances they had been allowed. She understood why they also felt the way they done she believed, the second time they had been separated it was their time to take the brunt of the 'training' and she had avoided it, even worse than that she had been the only one out of the seven of them that had done so. She had shown them no trust since their reunion and they had shown none in return which was the cause of the friction, she understood that this was something that needed to be sorted and quickly so they could move forward, their strength came in their ability to trust each others movements without a single word, being able to attack as one single force. She missed those times and had decided that she would at least try and show trust to the others but at the same time she was going to be refusing to bend a knee to them. She had never done so in the past and she wasn't going to start now because she wanted to be accepted once more.

She stopped walking when she suddenly heard a familiar voice calling her name "T-Trase?" she seemed confused as to why he would be here of all places, it didn't seem like a task here would need both of them, it was just a church after all and they had destroyed a few when they were kids on their own. It was when she seen the door seemingly get cut into splinters after she the sparking of black lightning. Then she seen him once more the man that had left behind around a week before to go do what she believed was more than a long time coming. "Trase, why are we here and why are you in a s-" before she could finish her sentence seen him dashing towards her after proclaiming she was wearing the wrong colour and he would help her end in a colour more befitting someone like her. She knew instinctively by the words alone what it meant and called her scythe. She managed to block the attack towards her neck by using the pole of the scythe with little effort, the attack to her torso she didn't manage to block quick enough so light scratches got through the fabric and landed on the newly healed scar. It was a quick step forward she ended up behind him in the church "Ves, you got some explaining to do before I kill you and everyone in this building! What is going on?!" she demanded her tone showing she was in no mood for playing games as she lifted the scythe to be pointed towards him, sure she would try and show then trust but it didn't mean she liked being lured into what she perceived at current as a trap.

Ves looked her over and blinked, she looked far different from when he had last set eyes on her and even with his foresight it seemed like he had been caught off guard. "You look different Demiari" he said simply "Yeah, no kidding... I've been home for the last week..." she said calmly her eyes looking at the demons in the vicinity daring them to attack her "Why the hell would you go back there?" he asked believing that the place had been destroyed little under two years before "I felt like I had to go. Now, answer my question." she demanded once more "You are here to be wed to Trase." he explained making her blink lowering her scythe "You're kidding right, we don't know how a wedding goes." her voice holding disbelief as she spoke, eventually she giggled happily after a long minute of silence "But it will be a beautiful dance regardless." she said dashing back towards Cirven the scythe moving in precise quick movements towards his neck, diagonally towards his torso and legs a spark of excitement seen in her eyes.

@Cirven

Cirven found that most of his attacks were swiftly deflected by her which lead for him to smile as one of his attacks managed to rip through her dress and cut lightly into her stomach but she managed to quickly get away, finding her way into the church where he could audibly hear her speaking to Ves about what was going on. He shook his head and slowly followed her into the church where he stood at the entrance seeming to wait for them to be finished speaking. He knew their fight was not over but did not want to take her for a fool and try to surprise her again. That was how he ended up with the scar on his face after all. He lightly touched the scar that had barely had time to heal but figured that she was probably in the same shape with the injury that he gave to her. He quickly was forced to ready himself and pulled out two of his knives that were hidden under his coat jacket. He managed to jump up to avoid the attack at his legs and blocked the one aimed at his torso with both of his knives but was not quick enough to counter the quick attack aimed at his neck. He narrowly was able to get out of the way of the scythe before it could take his head clean off. A gash formed over the scar he had made on his own neck during their last fight. He quickly made some room between them by using his knives to swat away her scythe and jumping backwards through the air. He landed and swiped a finger without looking, across where the scythe had gotten his neck. The wound healed up but the blood on his finger was still there causing him to chuckle. "Aren't they supposed to play some sort of song when you come towards me? Something like Here comes the bride, here comes the bride or something?" He sang out and then laughed for a short time quickly cutting his own laugh off to speak more.

"Those horns suit you, you know? Was it because of my ol' red and gushy stuff that you changed? I can smell the scent of a devil on you like you have changed somehow. I wonder if you got any stronger with this change...?" His eyes widened and he put the bloody finger into his own mouth and fell to his knees as if something had happen from him eating his own blood. He started to convulse on the ground while coughing and making horrifying sounds until he finally stopped moving. "M-my liege! Are you okay!?" Raktin yelled out fearfully as he saw his new King suddenly reacting to something that none of them could guess. Seconds passed but Cirven did not give a response at all which caused Raktin and some of the devils to step forward slowly to go check on him but just as they did multiple knives flew from out of their shadows and surrounded Demiari. The knives then flew at her from all sides attempting to cut or pierce her from all sides while another Cirven formed out from their shadows also. The Cirven who had fallen and seemed to have some sort of reaction to his own blood dissolved into dark magical energy once the real one made his appearance known. "Only you would not completely fall for something like that, right Demiari? Things like this is exactly why I will enjoy killing you one day!" He shot her a teeth filled grin showing off his fang-like chompers to her after he finished speaking while his knives flew around her like bees that had been disturbed by some foreign entity. "Is this really what you want to do to the woman who you could deem as your Queen, my liege?" Raktin questioned Cirven as he looked between him and his attacking Demiari. "This is the only way I can show her how I feel, Raktin. She understands that. Our strength is our passion for each other. It is as simple as that." Cirven spoke and took a few steps forward, calling two of the knives to him and catching one in each hand. "Is all that power for show or can you actually get to me?" He challenged Demiari to attack him while waving his hands while waving his hands with a knife in each.

The first set of attacks that Cirven had used against her had surprised in more ways than one, sure she wasn't expecting to be attacked by him of all people, mainly because she wasn't expecting him to be there in any form. The fact he was there wasn't the most surprising fact however, it was that his first lot of attacks weren't as strong as when they last attacked, it was as if he was testing to see if she had healed enough. This was a tactic they used when they were kids so they knew just how far they could push the other without anyone else knowing they were in fact pulling punches, then again even their pulled punches could still do serious damage to someone else within their unit from what she could remember. "I'm well enough for everything you have Trase, don't worry." she said to him showing she understood the reasoning behind it, he wouldn't want to face her these days if he couldn't get a challenge from her, what fun would that be for either of them after all. "Thank you for checking though." she tacked on as an afterthought, in truth after the hellish week she just went through she wanted to kill something.

When inside the church she remained completely aware when she was getting the information from Ves on what was going on, she knew however he wouldn't be so stupid as to attack her right now, after all underestimating the other often came with consequences such as the scare they now wore on their bodies. Her hand going to where her own 'gift' was on her body and smiled a little as she had her chat. "Trase, I was at the old guild hall the entire week... I'm fully healed but you left a nice scar on my body." she was smiling as she spoke to him however her eyes showed she was more than a little annoyed that her body had been damaged permanently in such a way "What I get for not being strong enough... well that and getting tired before fighting you." she said scratching her head with the tip if her own scythe before she had started her original attack to him. She expected him to dodge the swing to his legs by jumping over the blade of her weapon, she even thought he would manage to block the swipe against his torso; she was glad to see that she had managed to give him a matching ring on his neck though there wasn't the same conviction as before so she was unsure if it would remain. She wanted to kill him this was true but at the same time right now she would have happily killed the first person she came across because of the horrible week she had just spent in agonising pain.

She seen that his blades had prevented her from taking his head clean off his shoulders before he had made some distance between them, she watched for a moment to see what would be done next and tilted her head shrugging "How am I suppose to know that stuff? I was locked up in a place I couldn't escape from for almost seven years." she asked him, it wasn't like she had ever been to a wedding before "Now I think of it even when I was paired with Rui it was just them telling us what was expected." she said calmly, it would likely have been the first time that the other would notice under the fabric that was around her arms the silver armlet the other wore on her left arm; if he looked at it he would notice what appeared to be an amethyst and a sapphire, in truth it was nothing more than coloured glass but by the indent it was clear she had been wearing it for years. She had never cared about the youth in such a manner but she wasn't really able to do much when she couldn't access many of her abilities or even her weapon so she was stuck playing by the rules on high.

She had completely forgotten about the horns on her head before he hand mentioned it, the hand without the scythe going to them. "Yeah..." her eyes looking to the side "I'm not as I once was but nor am I like you..." her voice seemed almost depressed as she spoke because now she had no idea what she or Oykai were, they would always be reapers as that was etched into their soul but their frames.. she had no idea if they would be accepted anywhere because her kind were never hybrids, it just didn't work that way. There was a light blush on her saddened face however at the fact he told her that they suited her. "You know it's kinda creepy your smelling me." she said looking to him now wondering if that had also changed about her, she smelt like she always had to her own nose but then she knew that people didn't always acknowledge the change in their own scents. Then hearing him asking if she had gotten any stronger her pose changed, the sadness and depression leaving as if the situation had changed "That's quite the personal question to ask a woman..." she said sounding annoyed but laughed again "so let me show you the answer." she was truly having fun with this little bout they were having and didn't want it to stop, not until they were both dead.

Demi stood there as Cirven had ingested his own blood and seemingly had fallen to his knees as if something was wrong, the Demons and Devils around her seemingly going into a panic over their kings health while she lent against her scythe and yawned as if he was boring him. "You remember what I said about stipulations right Trase? I know it was about a week ago, but it was just before you became the spokesman for patchwork quilts..." she said with a smile so sweet that you could have died of a sugar overload which made the others other than Ves himself look to her unsure of what was going on other than the insult she seemingly stated "let me refresh your memory... unless I claim your demonic ass you aren't dying so quit faking." she said her eyes going the the knifes that were forming around her. "Oh... shiny..." she seemed over the moon just to see them "Just for me? You shouldn't have Trase!" she seemed somewhat giddy over the prospect of her wedding 'gift' from the other ans she started to dodge the blades before using them almost like a ladder her dress getting somewhat shredded not that she cared much.

From where she was she smiled perfectly balanced in the knifes edge as if it was as stable as the ground "Oh if I'm dying, I'm taking you with me Trase, you can be certain of that." she said leaning forward a little "We are bound in life and death and nothing will ever change that." she said with a grin on her face ans she jamp down pulling her scythe to her as she done a crouched front flip her blade giving off dark energies as she got further down she straightened out and started to twist like a corkscrew starting to reflect the blades from her and having them land in some of the fore mentioned devils that had gotten to close, some of the blades even aiming back to the one who owned them as she landed on his head lightly the blade of her scythe at his neck. "He speaks the truth, we aren't like others... we don't see or understand like others would." she said with a grin as she lent down from where she was standing and held his head and kissed him on her lips her nails growing cutting into his skin as she pulled back back flipping from her perch in the hopes to push him forward if not make a little distance between them once more "The strong survive, that is all there is to it in our world... we wouldn't wish each other if we couldn't fight each other, if we couldn't test each other, if we could end each other easily." she explained to the elder male in the hopes he would understand that they loved each other with every fibre of their beings, so much so they would stake their lives on the other.

@Cirven

He watched her with a smile over his face as she swiftly and agilely defeated his swarm of knives. The blades were knocked away from her with such force that they were sent out of his control and at those who stood around him. He turned his head to look at those who had been hit letting out a chuckle and then without looking deflected the knives that came at him. "It looks as though you have not lost a step then. I'm excited to see what you will-" He stopped speaking as she landed on his shoulders with her scythe to his neck. A surprised look came over his face at first but then it shifted into a twisted, chaos loving grin. Both of their faces met in a kiss that was ended abruptly with her nails digging into his skin and ripping out chunks of it as she flipped off from him like he was some sort of diving board. "Yes. We are the strong so we get to survive and we get to show each other just how much we truly care every single time one of us manages to break the others skin somehow. Every time we manage to break the others bones. Every time we manage to cover each other in our own blood. Every bit of pain we feel is our love." His eyes did not leave hers as he spoke and the smile on his face did not falter at all. They were in pure bliss when they fought each other and no one could ever understand it but them. The two kids that grew up constantly hurting each other over and over again to show who was stronger. The two kids that were labeled the strongest because they pushed each other so far every single time they had to work together. The two kids that only wanted each other to be happy somehow found happiness in the pain they could inflict on the other. In the power that they learned to possess while fighting the other.

He stood silently staring at her as his body healed the wounds that she had just inflicted on him. His eyes started to widen as the thoughts of ripping her apart came to his mind and it became all he wanted to do to her. "You will only die by my hand, Demiari. Only. By. My. Hand." He spoke out each word slowly to her to emphasis the weight of what he was saying to her.

"Looks like it is about time, isn't it?" Ves spoke out as the other members of the Detergers showed theirselves. Some standing at the doorways of rooms and others at the now unsteady balconies due to the fighting between the reaper and the devil. "Cirven." Ves did not get to finish his word completely before Cirven rushed forward with a blast of white flames shooting him off. His speed so quick that many in the room would not be able to keep up with him. To most, he reappeared in front of Demiari with his hand holding a mix of white flames and black electricity that he slashed across her body, wracking her with both elements and leaving a trail of white flames across her frame. "Do you take Demiari Detholusin as your wife?" Ves' words spoke out just after the attack and Cirven moved forward, closer to Demiari where he placed his hands on her sides and dug his own claws into her causing blood to rush out over her dress and dying it a dark purple like her blood's color. "I do." He spoke out as he was so close to her that she would see the damage she did to his clothes revealed a necklace hanging from his neck. One she would recognize the work of.

Demi listened to him as he commented about her not missing a step in the time they had been parted and shook her head "I couldn't afford to where I was, one wrong move meant punishment as you well seen." she said tilting her head to the left a little "Also I needed to make sure I could remember the steps of our fated dance after all." she said with a smile, she cared nothing for the place she once was forced to call home because it had brought her back to him in the end although she still wanted the place to burn by her hand. The only reason she hadn't done it so far is because they still served a purpose, if they were still around it would keep Ruvel on his toes, it would keep his paranoia at a high and eventually she hoped it would mean that he would come seeking them for help to end them. In the instance that did indeed happen they could easily educate the youth and take off his rose tinted glasses, it would be either he joined them or he ended up back in that hell hole facility were he would go back to being that pathetic wretch he once was. That was a matter for another day however, right now she had a more pressing issue at hand.

She knew already by his energy he enjoyed her little surprise, it was something she had always wanted to do while they had been under Cor Torva's rule but never had the gull to try it, times had changed however and she was happy to show him just what their union would mean. She enjoyed the taste of his lips, the softness they offered compared to the harshness they currently showed each other, but this had always been their way. The softness was something they shared out of sight of the world; it was the side, the weakness they showed only to the other knowing it could easily be exploited if found out. Today however was one of the rare occasions were such things were allowed to be shown from what she believe but wasn't completely sure. As she ripped flesh from his cheeks she watched as red blood trickled down his cheeks and onto his suit before healing once more, she wished he had bled more, she wanted to see that suit redder as it should have been in the first place.

She listened to the words he spoke and nodded with a light blush on her cheeks, to her his words were truly romantic. She really didn't care if no one understood their type of love and had they been raised normally neither would if they had been the ones witnessing this. They however, weren't raised normally, they were raised as weapons against a corrupt world and used as a skilled training dummy against the other and so their love maps were all sorts of messed up. She did know that they were devoted to each other and never felt more alive or happier than when they were fighting one another. it truly was something she hoped would never come to an end. "It was like we were made to complete the other, so we could show the other what true powerful love could be and do; so this world would have strong leaders to weed out the weak and lead the strong into a new utopia without the corruption it has now." she said with a happy smile, watching as his cheeks had already dealt with the damage she had done only a few short moments earlier. She kept her own eyes locked on his feeling every word he spoke having its own power, a power she hoped to match in her own.

As children they had both found distaste in the beginning of what they had been doing, they done it because the alternative was far worse. Over time they had found a way to make the training more bearable by turning it into a game of sorts, but, the moment that happened they found out just how stubborn the other was as they both seemingly refused to give the other the win. It often left them fighting for hours straight and them both collapsing out of exhaustion laughing on the floor like kids that had just been playing tag for hours. This was truly how they found the peace that was missing from their lives, how they could test the others convictions, their strength, their love and even show that love in a way that no one would notice or even understand but them. She guessed that was yet another reason she had found it hard when she was removed from the others and why the betrayal she had felt was so much worse. She believed he had betrayed that love they had when she done everything she could to make sure he couldn't be removed from it. That was the past however, here and now they were back together and continuing as if it never happened. For that she was beyond thankful because once again she felt that harmony that had been gone from her life for so long.

She watched as a crazed look seemingly came to his eyes and grinned knowing that now things were going to get serious, it was when he spoke she nodded "Stipulation accepted, my wedding gift to you." she chirped happily, in honesty she had no idea if the bride and groom gave each other gifts but it seemed like the right thing to do in her eyes. "Amendment to the stipulation..." she said leaning forward a little holding the scythe behind her back as she grinned impishly "We. Die. To. Ge. Ther." she said contently giving her own emphasis on things, if he agreed it would mean that no matter what they were bound, in this life and the next. It was more than that though. It would mean that they would actively try to seek each other out even if they didn't understand it, there would be that pull because they would recognise in their hearts and souls that they would never be happy without the other there in their lives. She looked over as Ves spoke and the others of the group seemed to turn up to watch what was about to happen, she had no idea what was going on but it seemed Ves did and so would follow his lead she guessed.

Where she hadn't given him her full attention she found that this would cost her as he came at her with full force, she managed to dodge the first strike but still was struck several times, the petals on her scythe slowly getting more and more open with each hit she took a grin on her face, she had still been caught in his grasp as he got closer her dress torn the armlet now on full view. She felt his nails pierce the skin of her sides and start digging deeper in her gothic style blood staining the white and pale pink dress. "Do you Demari Detholusin take Cirven Mizune to be your husband?" Ves now turned the question to her, she paused for a second spinning her scythe for a moment before hitting it on the ground creating a blast that blasted the glass out of the windows, sending everyone flying back his claws taking out chunks of her side but soon walked forward the injuries started healing "I do." she said with a chuckle not caring the damage to the area, the church now somewhat looking like a bomb hit it, she hoped that the blast had done some damage to her now husband she presumed, her scythe going to the chain around his neck as she looked at the locket "The twins made this..." she said her tone perplexed "The method this is made is beyond dangerous." she knelt taking the locket in her hand to see the memory locked within "The day you met took him as family." she said looking to him "Is this the memory you really want this to keep given you had me cut ties with him?" she asked her eyes showing she wouldn't let the item be destroyed and would take his hand if he even tried.

@Cirven

He may had been ready for anything that she was going to do but was not completely ready for what she did. The concussive force behind her attack ruined the church they stood in causing glass to be sent flying everywhere while Raktin and what devils were left were sent hurling into the walls of the building. Cirven used one of his spells to prevent himself from flying backward too far and keep himself stuck to the ground but he was pushed back several feet and had glass cut across multiple parts of his body causing his white suit to be stained red from his multiple lacerations but the injuries were healed just as quickly as they were made. The other members of the Detergers found themselves being sent flying into but managed to use their various abilities to keep themselves from taking any serious damage. They knew what they were getting into with placing the duo together in the same environment after their last encounter where Cirven was given permanent scars and Demi had a large hole through her gut. It was taken to an extreme also with them getting the two to have an eternal union together as both would want to test the other for such a thing to even be thought as a possibility. To most of them they would see the two children that were forced to fight each other everyday, enjoying the blood, sweat and what ever else came with their wars between each other. The familiar smiles over the devil and reaper's faces were a testament to that.

The church let out a the periodical sounds of a large creature grunting in pain after the series of back and forth but Cirven did not care. It was not like some building being destroyed was going to be able to distract him from what was going on. A war could have been raging around them, a war they caused even and he would not be phased by the goings on around them. This was a time for him and her to show their love for each other. Death was a thing that only they would allow the other to experience. No one else had that power in their eyes. No one else had that right.

She had come back to him and due to the damage the back and forth attacks had on him, his clothes had been ripped to allow a necklace he had over his neck to dangle out in the open for her to see and become interested in. The same was for her bracelet that he noticed and could smell the scent of Ruevl on it. The scent caused him to grin when he looked at it. "He gave me this necklace from your cousins. It has helped me at times and I honestly forgot about it. I could not bring myself to destroy it because the craftsmen had put so much work into doing such a thing." He scoffed at her asking him if the memory in it was something he wanted to keep. "It isn't something I want to keep as much as it is something I want to change if possible. He will join us or die by us. This day marked the beginning of a big change in our lives. He helped me learn more about this world and what they were doing to him and you. He helped me as much as I helped him so its only right that I help him more by showing him just how this world truly is, right?" His eyes widened and stuttered chuckling escaped his lips before he broke out into laughter with his eyes glued on her but suddenly stopped. "He helped me so much more than he can imagine by one simple action at that cursed facility. He brought you back to me..." He locked eyes with her and then kissed her being the most passionate he could be in that moment. Their locking of lips ended with him pressing his forehead against hers before removing it and looking to her bracelet. "I can smell him on that too." He said as he stared at her bracelet in hopes that she would explain it to him. "I didn't say you could kiss the bride yet, devil!" Cirven's eyes turned to Ves and sparks of black electricity burst out around him. None of it hit him but it was a warning. "Okay, okay. Let's go everyone." Ves' words were responded to by portals opening up near each of those who were still in the ruined church. Each person was leaving as Demiari spoke of the bracelet to Cirven.

She knew he would have been preparing himself for her next strike, his mind had likely went through the many thousands of way she could strike him and how he would be able to counter before striking in return. The thing was she had always held back when using her scythe against him, she had no idea why she had done it, it was something that she always had done so. It might have been that she didn't understand the scythe that well herself. No, that was a lie. She had always understood it and what it could do, it was part of her after all. A physical manifestation of her soul, so why, why did she hold back so many years ago. To her there could only be two reasons, she either believed that he wasn't ready to see this ability or she wanted to wait for the correct time to show it, a time where they would to bare everything to the other. She was strongly swayed to the latter but now she knew one of the many secrets her scythe held, as she just now realised she never really triggered any of its abilities when they fought as children. In honesty she never really wanted to use it against him after the day she had killed him and by some divine miracle been brought back to her, it was the day she became scared of herself and what she could do.

She watched the aftermath of her attack, how the demons were fully unprepared and met walls at full force, some of them going right through the walls of the church, she honestly couldn't help but snicker at that. "Can't find the help these days, hu Trase." she commented her guard always on guard because she had no idea what to expect next. As she thought Cirven had managed to adapt quickly but he still was pushed back several feet with glass cutting and digging into his skin but the injuries inflicted once again healing much like her own. Her eyes quickly flashed to the others like them seeing how they had fared with her surprise of an attack. She noticed they had been injured themselves as they were also thrown back but managed to do what was needed to keep it from being more than a minor annoyance that would take a few hours at most to heal. They must have known what was going to happen placing herself and Cirven so close together after the last fight they had, they had went against with each other with so much energy that they left permanent marks on the other, their blood had mingled to create whatever the hell she was now.

It was then her eyes went wide, she was the child of a primordial there would have been no way this would have happened by someone of a lesser line, this meant that Cirven himself came from a primordial line himself. More than this however that what had happened to her would have also affected him in the same way, she chuckled quietly as he would soon find out he now had a similar weakness to her own crystal but that would only show when his weapon did. That was future Demari's problem, today's Demari just wanted to enjoy this day with him. This wasn't a normal fight for them, they were testing their everything to see if the eternal union would be possible, they wouldn't accept the other if there was a millisecond of doubt or hesitation, if they held back they wouldn't and couldn't allow such a bond to happen. They wanted to see everything, feel everything, experience everything the other had to offer without prohibitions they might have normally. To the Devils and demons that were still conscious and not through the walls, they may have seen the two as monsters given what they were doing to each other and how they could take what the other could do to them. The Detergers could see the two children they grew up together, forced to fight each other more often than not in the bliss that was their dance of death.

Her eyes went to the side a little as she heard the building making noises, it almost sounded like it was in pain, if it was a living thing there would be a good chance it would have been really close to death. This didn't bother her to much as she moved her eyes back to Cirven once more, they had caused the building around them to be less structurally sound but in that moment she didn't believe either of them cared. Their could be a war happening around them and yet to them it wouldn't have been there, there was only them, nothing else in existence mattered. Not here. Not now. Now was the time of their union, a union that would live eternally regardless of what life they may be in. A love they experienced in such a unique way, a way no one could understand. How could they? Their union was almost at a close, they could both feel it. They knew that the other was strong enough to take everything the other could give, they knew if a family was ever created from this union their children would be protected by someone just as strong as them. Most of all they knew that their lives, their very essence could only be claimed by the other. The was no other strong enough, worthy enough of doing such an act. That being said they would welcome anyone to try do it, though it would likely have them pay the ultimate price themselves.

She had endured test after test to prove she wanted to be with her family and most of all with him, she had turned her back on her twin brother, her cousins and attacked the only other she ever truly treasured almost as much as the man she was now bound to. She had made many contingencies in case she had to choose and all she could do was hope that they were strong enough to give them a challenge to what was to come. She had opened the locket and watched the memory, it was indeed a beautiful one, a union of its own in a way. They had become family after been on their own for years but still it was strange that he had kept it there after the change. She noticed the grin but paid little attention for the moment, it would be something himself would explain before long. "It was dangerous for them to make it." she stated the method was thought lost for one reason or another, of course it stood to reason if anyone knew how to do it, it would be them. She believed this was also taboo for royals to do of their race but she would need to check on that one at a later point. "It helped you? How?" she was confused at the aspect that a trinket could help someone so much.

She nodded to how he said he couldn't bring himself to destroy it due to how much her cousins had put into crafting the thing. She had to admit, it was beyond beautiful. It was a gift worthy of a royal and expect her cousins would have offered nothing more than perfection to the one who had adopted their summoner. She listened to him for a moment her eyes closing as her head turned away "You have no idea..." she whispered quietly, it was somewhat painful for her to think back to that place "I didn't and still don't understand why he tried so hard to protect me. It is clear his body is far weaker than my own and yet he would never allow me to take any punishment, he gave me the safety and warmth he could, any food or water he found he would give me before he himself ate." she turned to look at him "I don't understand why he done it... there where days he went with nothing and still wore a smile as if he was fine... that it was fine." she said the barbs slowly coming from her scythe wrapping around her and cutting into her skin making her purplish-black blood trickle from the wounds but it didn't seem to affect her in anyway. "He won't join us Trase, he doesn't want to harm anyone." she said with a sigh "We both know he has a submissive personality and he is a pacifist..." she put her hand through her hair grazing her new horns "Even if there is no other option he would still likely prefer die than fight." she said with a frustrated tone, it was a waste though she understood it.

She smiled nodding to his words about helping Ruvel more "Perhaps he can see the truth of things, but..." she paused for a moment cupping his cheek in her hand "We also must be prepared to end him, this will be a little difficult as Oykai has claim on him." she explained giving information that normally wouldn't be given out "It was how the twins prevented the death, he refused to claim." she continued her explanation of the situation. She listened to his stuttered chuckling before the laughter that followed, she was confused however when it came to an abrupt end. Their eyes glued to the others, she allowed her scythe to vanish as she knew right now she wouldn't need it, their fight had come to an end; at least for the moment. "He didn't give me the freedom of death and it was the first time I seen him commit a selfish act..." she paused for a moment to think "Perhaps it wasn't as selfish as I first believed but he could hear or see something that we ourselves forgot. What if he forced the contract so we could have this time together." she whispered so only he could hear. Ruvel had always had strange senses, senses that no normal person could have in her opinion but as he was still a mystery to himself there was of course things she didn't know even during her time in his service as a summon.

Seeing him lean closer to her, she precipitated and lent in closer to him. Her hand never moving from his cheek even as their lips met is a deeply passionate kiss, her eyes closing sealing their union for not only this life but every lifetime after it. They would be forever bound to one another and this was something she believe they could both live with, it was during this time that something strange happened they began to emit strange energies that seemed to harmonise with the other. This became more apparent as the kiss came to an end and the seemed to somewhat excite the air died down as their foreheads met, this moment of both who they once were and who the currently are finding that perfect balance. It was obviously short lived as the moment was broken thanks to Ves speaking out and quickly retreating as Cirven gave a warning shot to back off. He had removed his head and her, her hand before Ves was dealt with, her eyes going to the armlet that had been removed from her arm "I've been wearing it for six years, I totally forgot about it." she said her voice showing honesty as it had just become a part of her, she actually not felt naked with out it. "It feels odd not to be wearing it at current. "she knew he wanted her to explain it and she would comply with the unspoken request. "Rui and I were paired I think a few weeks after he had arrived." she started her eyes looking at the coloured glass.

She knew what it meant to be paired there, it was a union in its own right; they were as good as married in the eyes of he facility. "Rui has the other one of the pair that he wears on his left arm." she looked to the broken window to the sky outside "I guess it was a kind of marriage or betrothal in there, he was five at the time and I was twelve at the time. The told us what would be expected of us when he came of age, what it meant to be paired...." she closed her eyes for a moment before looking at his a weak smile on her lips "That's what that meant, we were paired... a way for them to keep us in check, if one done wrong both were punished but he wouldn't allow me to be harmed..." she said her fingers going over the blue tainted glass of the armlet "Now you know." she said attempting to get the armlet back from him.

@Cirven

"We owe my little brother some kind of thanks, don't we?" He said as he gave the armlet back to her. He did not want to hold onto something like that and thought of it as some sort of symbol for what they have to do for Ruvel in showing him the true world around them. "We owe it to him to show him how blind he has been in this world. I taught him to be stronger but I did not teach him of the real world. He was always hidden away from what was truly happening around us but I will show you. We will show him.." He said as he clutched at the necklace that was given to him by his younger brother. "The meaning that armlet has between the both of you should not be what it is now. We are meant for one another. He might be my little brother and I may have brought him up but he is not me and cannot replace me, sadly. I know it must mean very little to you now also so destroy it or allow me to have the fun of doing it. I will even destroy this necklace to match you, if you would like." He gave the option to her knowing that she would not want to keep it now with everything that happened. What he said was less of an order and more of a fact for her and him. He knew she cared little for what happened at that facility between them or their time there and he would have had fun destroying the armlet himself. A smile came over his face as she decided her next move with the armlet.

After dealing with the armlet he would grab her and dance around the destroyed church as a creaking sound would come from the building almost like it was begging for some sort of release from the world. Their dance would be the first they had ever done together but they were both skilled in it as it was a part of their training to know how to dance for some of their missions. As they danced he would look at her horns while his mind wondered over their mixing of blood. "My blood affected you but did yours affect me...?" He spoke out loud sounding unsure of exactly what it was he should expect her to answer with. "I have not shown any sort of change I don't think. Will I grow a scythe from my head?" He chuckled at his own joke a bit more than he should have showing he was still his insane self. "I don't feel any different or anything." He let go of her and broke their dancing as he patted himself over on each part of his body, looking for something new that he had not noticed yet.