REDproject
Chapter 14: Acedia

Unus the sword eyes right on his slender stomach, a thick red liquid spewed out in small amounts. With the throat choked, even the incredible pain hit around the abdominal muscles. The pointy thing in REDstar power penetrated the little girl until her face hardened. Apple tightly grasped the katana pointed blade, his knuckle draining the red liquid in Yukio's blood-blackened sword-eye due to oxygen contact. The sword is really sharp, smoothly unsheathing the stomach and maybe Apple fingers can break if a little more moving.

"He-stopnn," Apple's pain-soluble slow lafaz, lowered his head in extreme pain. This girl was not as strong as the all-black young man in front or the Paladin.

"Ahh, ahh ..," the young man's low voice as guilt begins to gnaw inwardly, may in a short time turn subdued.

Apple does not rebel, if it wants to be unable. Strangled, he felt a tremor on REDstar's body radiate at the sword, contrasting with his expression. Every vibration that was felt always managed to invite pain, the young man's breath was irregular. Quickly REDstar jerked his hand, unleashing power over the katana after seeing the blonde girl in great pain. Instantly the sword ended its existence, turning into a deep green sandflake blown by the wind.

Mimik seemed to not believe what was done even began to shed tears. Not long after, the debuman greeted the hearing. The young man collapsed like an unsteady leg, even the little girl. Apple is on the earth. Blood seeped, giving color to her pink dress. The blood flowing back soiled the natural green carpet, the smell of blood rust began to dominate.

The eyes opened wide while the dark eyes trembled violently, watching Apple's bloody body. "T-no, again ...? Arghh!" REDstar's strong hand grip is not playing on the top of his own head, difficult to release the extraordinary signal. I don't know what happened to this young man, but he seemed to be in real pain .. The attacks from Yukio were nothing to him.

Now REDstar gripped the neck niche until he himself looked up. The cornea is full of gray clouds, as if it could incur grief on anyone who sees. The chuckle gets stronger until the body shakes violently, even the sobs. There's one gaffe.

Why did Apple get to redstar? Since when? Wasn't he locked up in Yukio's barrier? The barrier was so powerful that it could even withstand black magic once, the embodiment of the swords of Yukianesa and Honjo Masamune was not easy to tear down. But why is he there? And give up? Is it because Yukio has fallen? But ... but but but----

"Rhaaaagh!" the reverberation of the young man broke the ears, making the earth tremble in tandem with the thunder of the sky snatching the air in the magenta spot of the horizon. It was so strong that the wind whirled, uprooting and pushing live plants like a typhoon.

The dust-clad clumps blinded around, making the cover a wisp of smoke for them. Before long a discordant sound sliced through the air, something infiltrated into the meteor-like smoke pool.

Boom!

Another concave was again imprinted on the scene. With a kneecap, Jin strongly flapped his wings to drive away the dust of the barrier. Slowly the wind turned normal and then tranquilized as the view was clear.

Vermilliom's young man's lips closed, not sprucing up sentences like speechless. Just grunt when the target is no longer in place. Green eyes looked at the gap of the tree that looked tenuous again collapsed, while the bushes were so messy.

The jet feathers of the wing constituent back stretched. When Jin was about to string to dart again, he heard the soft baritone moaning, so slowly it sank even more. Black feather strands were bobbing in the air due to forced stops on the wings. The blond young man looked around again, looking for the origin of the voice. Until the meet---

"Oh, jeez!"

...-ooO-i...

The wingspans on his back are increasingly agile—against the airflow—make his dark strands accelerate boisterously. He hangs on almost at the end as his eyes stare at the horde of humans below, they are actually waiting for Jin's arrival. The Vermillion youth landed quietly in front of the crowd. The wings disappeared as the legs rose, leaving shards of black feathers in the air.

Feet clad in black heels galloped, carding a swift pace under the sombre thunderbolt of the firmament. Women dressed like dolls with sweet bando, sturdy perch decorate soot hair. "G ... Mizu," call the young man to the woman facing first.

Mizu stared unscrupulously at the expression of the small item on the Vermillion family's eldest youth. "Stupid." Shikurai's female arm lifted, slapping a hard slap on Jin's capable cheek until it was red. The stinging sound rippled, making the other students who were looking turned away. Must've hurt.

Women's faces are flushed lolita, hot spreads trigger clear clots lodged in the fertilizer. Half-dead he held back an urgent tear to launch.

"Bas stupid." No longer was Mizu able to hold her stuffing for longer. He bit his lower lip, trying to dampen the sobbing.

"Sorry." When another slap was about to lay, Jin clasped the wrist of the milky white owner. "Sorry to worry you." Seknekkan the lover when he thrashed to make the scent of vanilla infiltrate faint, accompanied by stroking soft black hair like soot the woman. Mizu's cry was very slow, silent and wet Jin's airy chest.

"But we don't have time! I need Doctor's help, right away!" exclaimed the young man when he looked at the students and teachers who were there. Mizu turned her head, looking straight at Jin's brilliant mint green eyes as if full of questions with water running down her merry cheeks.

Rushing Xavier approached Jin to the point of hitting all the obstructing disciples, staring firmly at his green eyes. It seems like this one teacher understands very well the movements of the young man, until these two adam looked at each other.

"I've had a bad feeling since then and ...."

A second later the roar of steps rang out, from a distance a similar figure of Yamantaka appeared behind a grove of trees. Two of his eight hands carried the hearts of men. When all the attention was facing Vajrayana, their eyes widened to see the blood-soaked body of Yukio and Apple.

"Ck! What are you guys doing?! Hurry along!" Xavier climbed a pin to a limb wrapped in dark boots with many chains jerking the earth, making the teachers and students in disarray meet the order.

"I knew this was going to happen, there was something we had to talk about," said the cat-eyed teacher, this time a riled look engraved clearly on her face. "Actually Yukio .. she is a Fallen Angel."

...-ooO-i...

The aroma of medicine and herbs blend in this white room. The wind gently hit the curtains but the sky did not smile. The scattered aluminum utensils look shiny, busy interlaced between Mizu's clenched fingers and wounds on Yukio's body. Also other teachers, their palms glow because of the small magic circle to heal the wounds.

It is easy to decorate every human in the nursery, even this condition disrupts the blonde youth who sits next to a padded iron-legged mattress. The young Shikurai occasionally looked at the lover in front of him who kept his head down like he was reluctant to look at a face.

"I see ..," Jin spoke up, dismissing the dead atmosphere that began to creep, ". body torn near the pile of meat."

Golden eyes countered the blond young man with a stern look, Xavier moved from the small stool by the door after hearing this. Eroding the distance over Jin who was still silent near Yukio.

"Payat ... if not mistaken Apple friend, Exons. Meet once near the Ark. When I saw him I felt an awkwardness .. Now I know. She has a strange aura and I have never seen her carry out an errand. I used to love watching him but since he's been busy .... Maybe he destroyed Ark, too, if only at that time I realized he--"

"Damn!" Wrath to the point of kicking the iron table nearby with hands still lodged in both pockets of jeans. Now that Xavier is changing up the pitan, Jin is silent about it.

Then a sweet-faced schoolgirl stood behind Xavier's firm figure, gently stroking Adam's shoulder for the sake of easing emotions. The man also took a long breath in harmony with the iron screech of the bench that was being dragged forcibly. The sleeves of a faintly white light blue shirt dangled, perched on both shoulders of Xavier as the man sat back down. It seems like this student is the head of the Esquire class right under Jin, their teacher in charge is Xavier while the teacher is Jin and Mizu is Yukio.

"The fool also forbade to follow him this morning."

"So you got together with Mr Yukio?" Understood, the student opened his voice. His voice sounds friendly.

"Yes. He gathered all the teachers, and there he told them everything, too" Xavier said, holding his tanned blonde hair, hinting at the girl to caress. Could he be flirtatious at a time like this, why did the student also obey him?

"It's just quiet." Xavier gave a wide grin, it seemed like he had his own way to melt the atmosphere. The schoolgirl's naughtiness was on the air, but the others carved a wry smile. "Heah. In the past, when Adam was created many angels do not accept. Those who oppose it are sent down to earth, made human . one of them is Yukio. Many of the angels regretted and repented, they wanted to return to heaven and Yukio was helped by Ramiel, Archangel of Hope and Kindness."

"Ramiel? Meaning ...."

"Did Yukio survive? He's an angel, isn't he?" Quickly Jin interrupted Xavier's words, though still reluctant to look at the face.

"I don't know. She is thousands of years old, especially .. Some of her powers have been given to you, Vermillion. You have wings."

"Why me? If only ...." Then tight-lipped. His voice trembled, obviously if he held a sob. Mizu looked at her lover's melas.

"If Yukio had not given up her powers then she could have survived this, do you think? Appreciate decision. I don't know what he's thinking. Maybe he knew something like this would happen, especially since the first angel and cold war demon. Yukio believes in you Vermillion, you guys are like father and son, right? Moreover, The Hope is back." The genie snorted, lost the argument and became more and more silent.

"Yukio always had a wise decision," continued the burly teacher who had a tattoo on his arm.

Silence was accompanied, although not for long.

"Who, The Hope? Did he make Yukio like this?" The friendly voice again teased, trying to melt the atmosphere. A little, just a little.

"Maybe .. I don't know. People call him REDstar. He should have died a long time ago from sacrificing his soul to build Yggdrasil and make the earth habitable for humans. Huh, fool. He alone destroys but he also restores."

Something was going on inside Jin's head when Xavier was still talking. He remembered the blonde girl's conversation with Yukio long ago. Stalking behind the door, hearing her story. "... Apple's."

"That! Yes, Yukio started to feel strange ever since the boy entered the academy. Somehow The Hope could exist again, its existence is obviously dangerous for this world. Especially if he gets 7 Deadly Sins. He used 7 Deadly Sins to destroy the world and 7 Holly Virtue to fix it."

Instantly Jin stood up until a loud swipe of his iron stool filled the space. "I'll kill him!" soprano blonde broke the silence, stuck so nicely in the air to sink in each ear lobe.

"Jin! What the fuck ...."

"Wow wow, calm down, man. Kill who? Your own student? You don't blame him, maybe Apple doesn't understand things like this. What the hell could that boy be. And if you kill RedStar ... will you end up like Yukio? Calm yourself."

"But .. akh!" The pounding of Jin's body on the bench sounded clear, he sat back with his arms crossed near Yukio. Drowning her face in bed, maybe she's crying. Yukio really already considered his own father.

Still struggling with the wounds on Yukio's body and looking at Xavier seriously. "So what should we do?" mizu cold.

"Then do not know ... Meister," Xavier replied sarcastically but Mizu did not respond. "Help that monster to get 7 Deadly Sins. According to Yukio's estimate also .. It looks like REDstar is after the newbie boy. Know what the name of his kingdom is? And the other seven great kingdoms?"

"I mean Mr-ah, The Great 7 Demons of Hell."

"Well, that's who I mean from the best schoolgirls in the academy. Luchifenian; Levianthans; Mammorlon; Sathnael; Asmodean; Beelzenian; Elephgort, they are from the name of the demons of the Deadly Sins." Xavier leaned against the bench. "After The Hope had built Yggdrasil, he spread Vessel Sin around the world and is now searching for it again."

"For what?" The question was said by Mizu with a pushy accent that is so obvious. Can't wait to get booed by the swish of the room heater.

"So, no one knows. Why can he reappear, what he wants, what his goal is. That's the only conclusion we can draw and maybe he's after Apple for Vessel Pride."

"Lucifer ...."

"He's the only Luchifenian who survived, right?"

Silent on the air, no one opened their voices. The sun does not emit light, covered by navel clouds magenta nan abundant throughout the air horizon. Cold air was piercing every second. The sound of every Doctor who handles the Paladin is more and more riled up, even the sound of the clock ticking becomes the rhythm of the clutter in this all-white space.

The thunderbolt broke out deafeningly, spitting out eye-piercing white lightning at every crevice and niche.

The mottled turned sharp. Dry warm weather feels wet even frozen in the end. The rain curtain like a water barricade blurs the view, crashing through the window shard to make a river sapling. So profusely. Even in a short period of time, puddles were created here and there. Wild wind roaring, hit the rough shoots of pepohan as well as other plants.

"Teacher!" Jin looked at the gentle face that was now beginning to fold a little pale petals.

The limp fingers clad in dry skin trembled, painstakingly touching the young man's blonde hair. Wiry and cold as the snow that fell on the grass then melted. "Oh, Vermillion ...."

"Teacher, don't move around a lot, chave- nan-"

"Jin!" Sentences without his fingers are interrupted by the lover's reluctance, attention is shifted to Mizu. The Shikurai woman shook her head in a huff and never faded. "... Blood Loss."

The Vermillion Youth was shocked. Seemed his knuckle paled because the head was very, very, pupils shrink in line with the vibration of the widened eyes. Like saying something but not being able to. Neck choking, vain swallow saliva in the throat. Tears flowed in the water.

"Sorry, we can't go far. Ah, there is no successor I'm sorry for," said Lirih Yukio as a big ball blocked the lekum.

"With this ... E.A. disbanded." That was the last sentence and the breath broke. Sentence before death. The closing sentence before he went home, met the Lord. To the Creator, the Almighty, the Great.

Everything is silent; everything is submissive; everything holds sorrow. Not knowing what to say; not knowing what to express; all drowning in sobs. Silence; silence; silence, all keep a look of disbelief but in the heart already know this incident must come.

This rain, that lightning, is making things worse.

Blonde youth—Jin Vermillion—. Sentence after sentence was swept carefully, trying to absorb the implied meaning clearly. The effect it has had is incredible. The corners of Jin's lips were drawn faintly, forming a sickle arch full of twitching. The view was filled with a gray mist that was so disturbing. Something is stirring in the mind. Anger, disappointment and even despair chime in his consciousness.

Jin tilted his head with blackened green eyes. No longer shining; no longer bright; no longer glittering; savory. His gaze carved out something that made a pulse of pain behind the ribs. Just looking at it makes the neck choked. Pain that is too big to attack, such as the heart squeezed strong to feel suffocated. This was the first time Mizu had seen Jin's expression like that. It felt tight, the heartbeat of the Shikurai was no longer the same. Emotions overflow until the face feels hot. Mizu started rubbing the corner of the watery soot eyes looking at the bereaved in grief. He was sniffing, not bear.

Soon the sound was heard. Apple was conscious, sitting on a mattress in the corner of the room; not far from them. The injury is nothing compared to a person who has just gone home. Xavier—who was still sane in this place—approached the blonde girl, clutching tightly onto both tiny milky white shoulders. Apple was surprised, looking at the golden eyes like those cats.

"Well, tell me about what happened before this."

"Th-you mean? This where?"

"Tell me about REDstar."