OMAKE – CANONICAL: Human and coffin (1)

(Occurs after RWBY) POV: ??? "Ugh..." I'm so hungry... Waking up these past few days has been a struggle. At least when I'm asleep, the hung

(Occurs after RWBY)

POV: ???

"Ugh..." I'm so hungry...

Waking up these past few days has been a struggle. At least when I'm asleep, the hunger subsides... Or most of it, anyway.

"FUCKING QUARANTINE!" I yelled before getting hit in the face with a pillow. "Watch where you throw that, you asshole! You could've hurt me!"

"It's a foam pillow. If you get hurt by that, it's your problem." My idiot brother mumbled, wrapped up in blankets. "It's four in the morning, go back to sleep, Ashley."

"I can't sleep with this hunger." I shot back before growling. The idiot had already gone back to sleep. "I'm going to find something for us to eat since you're too lazy, Andy."

I got up and went to the kitchen. I wrinkled my nose at the smell; the place looked like a pigsty, but cleaning up would require energy I couldn't afford to waste.

"Fucking water company..."

After filling my stomach with saltwater, not food, but it helped with the hunger, I began to search earnestly for any leftover food.

It took me a few minutes of searching until I found a can of tomatoes in the trash.

"You're a lifesaver, Ashley..." I muttered.

Before I could return to the room to show my idiot brother my incredible find, I heard a conversation from outside the building. Had someone finally come to end this shit?... Nah!

Probably just some idiot trying to help a friend who lived here. Let's see how this ends. The last one got shot in the head; let's see how this one fares.

"You know, I just want to know what's going on here. I've heard some rumors, but I wanted something more concrete." I heard someone's voice asking before reaching the balcony.

"I'll warn you one last time. Get out or I'll blow you away!" shouted the idiotic guard, completely ignoring the question. "Do you really want to die, you idiot?"

Quick! I'm going to miss the action!

A quick walk to the balcony and I had a privileged view of what was happening at the building's entrance.

The view was the same as always, the guard was the same too... I think? Damn, they were all the same, made the same too. But the man in the sights of the retarded guard was someone new.

He was tall, taller than my Andy and more muscular, not that it mattered. His hair was as dark as Andy's too, and the eyes...

"What are you?" The man with orange eyes muttered.

... Were looking straight at me.

I felt a shiver down my spine, one of the bad ones, worse than when Andy got mad at me. My whole body went cold, I felt my hair stand on end.

No matter how many times my body screamed: Run! Run away! You're going to die! I couldn't move.

I was completely paralyzed. Whether it was fear, dread, horror, I couldn't say... I just knew one thing...

That man with orange eyes is going to kill me...

"Bang!"

The sound of the gun firing made my body react. I felt like I could move again, like I could run, but I didn't, something stopped me again, this time it was shock.

"How rude."

The man with orange eyes didn't take his eyes off me as he spoke to the guard who, by now, had his mouth wide open and his eyes bulging. The idiot was shaking, the gun in his hand too, but I understood why.

It wasn't every day you saw someone catch a bullet with their hands.

Before the guard could run away, because shooting he wouldn't, I could tell by his look, the idiot was terrified, the man with orange eyes turned to look at him.

I sighed with relief when those orange eyes stopped staring at me, not the guard, who fell unconscious in a puddle of urine.

That was my cue, I turned around, taking advantage of the distraction of those orange-eyed man...

"You know, you're the first person I've seen with a soul the color of pitch. Well, at least in this world."

... Only to come face to face again with those orange eyes, this time, at the entrance to my balcony... ON THE THIRD FLOOR! HOW?!

Wait, in this world?...

"What are you?" I squeezed the question between my trembling lips before widening my eyes when I saw Andy's shadow behind the orange-eyed man. He was holding a cleaver.

I didn't have time to scream, to be honest, I didn't even know who or why. The moment the cleaver hit the orange-eyed man's neck, the noise that echoed wasn't that of cut meat, bone and muscles, but metal hitting metal.

Andy fell backwards with the force of the blow as the cleaver fell to the side, the blade crushed.

"You didn't even hesitate." The orange-eyed man turned to Andy. "Your soul is strange too... Is that a mark?"

The orange-eyed man looked around for a moment before sighing.

"Can we talk?" He stared at me with those orange eyes for a moment. "I promise I didn't come here with ill intentions. I just want some information and I'll leave."

I didn't believe a single word coming out of his mouth, but I nodded. What choice did we have? I signaled Andy not to do anything and started walking before he could respond to me.

Fuck! What a shitty day!

The orange-eyed man waited for Andy to get up before starting to follow me. I sat at the table and pointed to the chair in front of me, Andy's was beside me.

"Our tea is over." I said, not wanting to annoy him. It was obvious we had nothing, the house was a mess, but I thought it best to speak anyway.

The orange-eyed man glanced at our kitchen for a second before sitting down. The moment he sat down, the table filled with food and drink.

Chicken, steak, bread. I didn't even know some of those dishes.

The only thing that stopped me from jumping into the food and devouring it all until I turned into a ball was Andy.

"What do you want?" My brother held me back and stared at the orange-eyed man, I could feel his hands trembling. "Nothing is free and you clearly aren't normal."

The orange-eyed man tapped his fingers on the table for a moment before answering.

"What I want is information. I have something to do in this place." He explained casually. "As for the food, well, I prefer to talk to people who aren't about to faint. You can consider it my payment for the information."

"What information?" Andy asked in my place. I was using all my concentration not to jump on the food.

"What happened in this place." The orange-eyed man gestured around. "Why are you trapped here, the basics."

"And then? After we answer you, what will you do?" The orange-eyed man stared at Andy in silence before answering.

"Then I'll leave."

I didn't believe that for a moment. But if I was going to die, let it be with a full stomach and hugged to my brother.

I didn't wait for confirmation and started eating. I grabbed the first thing in front of me, a piece of chicken. Damn, it was by far the best thing I had ever eaten in my life!

"Ashley..." I heard Andy sigh. "So be it then..."

I didn't pay much attention to the conversation Andy and the orange-eyed man were having, I used my time for something much more important, like eating.

After a few minutes, I think, the conversation was interrupted by the shitty music the neighbor played almost every day. Before anyone could speak, a thunderous noise made the building tremble.

The sound was grotesque, rough, like a scream of something dying or being tortured. The voice that came next was worse.

"MORTAL WHO SUMMONED ME, ANSWER ME, WHY IS THE ENVIRONMENT FILLED WITH ENERGIES?!"

There was no before and after. One moment he was sitting in front of us and the next he was standing, meters away, in the neighbor's apartment, holding a dark stain, full of red eyes with his hand.

I could only see this scene because everything between the man and the neighbor's apartment had completely disappeared.

"I knew I smelled shit. I thought it was the garbage from this whole building, but it seems I was wrong, what stank was demonic." The orange-eyed man's voice was no longer calm.

"Your sins are great, did you know that?..."

Something in his voice was comforting, warm, like a hug from Andy on a sunny day. But at the same time, it was dark, cold, cruel.

Why were the shadows trembling?...

"Tell me, demon. You speak, I listened, don't pretend you didn't. What did you come here to do?" The orange-eyed man looked at the blood circle on the floor and scoffed. "This idiot didn't summon you with this shitty ritual. You appeared because you wanted to, so why?..."

The room heated abnormally. For a moment, I could see purple flames covering everything and burning everyone. Was this hell?...

"...Don't lie, I will know."

I felt a shiver run down my spine again and I was sure, the literal demon in the room wasn't to blame.

The demon with red eyes didn't speak at first, didn't move, either to try to fight or flee. Something told me that the latter would always be the best option against the man with orange eyes.

Oh, so sweet and naive... You could never run away ~

I didn't know where that thought, that voice, was coming from, and I didn't want to know.

Then, slowly, with a low tone, like an obedient slave speaking to his master, the demon with red eyes murmured like a devotee:

"Forgive me, O my master and lord. My eternal Lord. I failed to recognize you, and this mistake is grave. I beg you to punish this humble servant for his transgressions."

The man with orange eyes fell silent. The whole place fell silent; if he didn't speak, I knew, no one would.

So no one spoke, and everything fell silent.

[…]

POV: Devas Asura.

You know, when I came to this condominium, I really didn't think this shit would happen. It was supposed to be a simple mission: go, investigate the shit that's happening, and leave after getting some information.

I didn't even plan to do anything today. Just getting some information would be good for me, but damn it, of course not!

First, I find out that the whole place stinks. In fact, this whole damn city smells of something dark and sickening. Half the people here seemed to have some kind of mental disorder.

Damn, I would guess there's something in the water, but from the news I've seen, that's already been confirmed.

Then this woman with pink eyes, seriously, I haven't seen a soul so rotten and dark since Tyrian. I almost wanted to congratulate the woman, of course, before exorcising her and blessing her.

If I, of all people, wanted to try to bless someone, it was because the shit was ugly.

Her brother wasn't normal either. Ignoring that he didn't hesitate to try to kill me, as if it were natural, he was marked, his soul was marked with something dirty.

Someone had sacrificed the guy for something, a demon maybe, or some kind of lesser god. Maybe he had accidentally made a pact himself, I couldn't say, but something had gone wrong and he was marked in the process.

A strange damn duo I stumbled upon unintentionally; the way they looked at each other was weird as hell too, but that was the least of it in this situation.

The conversation I had with Andrew, I found out his name in the middle of it, was useful. I didn't get much information, but the few things I got were somewhat relevant.

Then everything went to shit when a literal demon showed up. He was kind of weak, at least the part of him that was here; I could see he wasn't fully manifested.

I didn't think for a second that that thing was friendly. The amount of sins stacked up that creature had were countless.

The only reason I didn't start him with Sun Breathing and burn what was left with Shadowflame was because I wanted to see if he had useful information.

Still, if he tried anything, I would kill him. There was no escape for that thing; if it moved wrong, all that would be left would be ashes.

Then he mistook me for his master. Whether it was the devil himself or something else, I didn't know, but damn...

What a strange fucking place!