The first post I did for Ja-ck and my favourite to boot
The lightly acidic rain pelted down into the narrow streets of the Minato district, Tokyo-Yokohama. A woman of 29 years ran through the crowded corridor that hung with the stench of human sweat, hastily chopped seafood and boiling hot noodles. Her dark brown eyes set upon the fleeing high class demon in front of her. Invisible to the normal human eyes but easily seen by a trained soul reaper, the demon could sense SHE was not far behind.
It had heard of her and who she was on the living plane, whispered by the lower class demons in the Underworld, Soul reaper no.7 was a force to be reckoned with and a human that was greatly feared by many of the demonic legions. Her father was said to be the legendary Hikaru, a mighty soul reaper who had disappeared after the winning of the Tartarus wars. And it seemed that greatness had beeen genetic for his daughter possessed the ‘fel gene’ a special coding in the regular dna that granted that particular human to have great mental capacity and strength in order to harness the weight of the demon magic.
Soul reaper No.7 or the one her fellow soul reapers had called Ja-ck on familiar ground harnessed the magic when she was twelve years old and soon began immediate training after hearing of her father’s disappearance. As she aged, she became more known, more infamous to the Underworld and earned the No.7 in her title. To have this particular number meant that in your lifetime as a soul reaper you had to at least captured and/or eliminated over 3000 demons and Ja-ck had done exactly that.
Still brushing past the humans quickly, the skeletal shape of the demon increased its running speed down the streets, growling lowly as it felt the soul reaper catch up to it. Quickly, it leapt up into the air reaching the top of the building five storeys high and continued its quick escape route between the buildings along the roof tops.
Ja-ck’s dark brown eyes quickly shifted to burning red as she harnessed the fel magic within her, her black thigh-high booted feet erupted with green flames as she too jumped into the air, whispering softly through her full lips “You cannot escape me…” and landing elegantly on the roof. The concrete beneath her feet crunching slightly as she rushed after the demon. The demon flames once more licking the soles of her feet as she increased in speed, finding herself catching up to the demon, more quicker than before.
Her half-gloved left hand reaching down to the utility belt that held up her leather mini shorts. She quickly withdrew a curved pewter and amethyst dagger that had a jagged edge along one side of the blade. It was named ‘Tarnished Moon’ and more than a simple blade for stabbing, it was one of her prized weapons that she used in killing demons. Normally she was told to capture and question the target in sight but the heads of Organisation Chaos had merely told her to eliminate any high class demon that somehow infiltrated the terran dimension.
Ja-ck always liked killing off rather than questioning, most of the time interrogations turned out to be futile and she found herself turning the captured demons in to her superiors. All of them rather beaten up and bleeding due to her frustrations that they would not give the details of their masters plans.
Licking her bottom lip, her otherworldly red eyes shone with fierce excitement as she quickly grasped onto the hilt of Tarnished moon, speeding up her running pace as she leapt across the small gap between the two buildings, her gaze already finding the weak points in the skeletal demon.
The demon could feel her burning gaze on its back and it felt fear grow at the base of its frame and roll up the back. Not wanting to be a laughing stock if it survived this encounter with No.7, the demon spun around on its clawed feet and charged towards the soul reaper, its elongated fangs dripping with saliva growling a challenge to her.
Ja-ck felt a purr rumble in her throat as she quickly took note of the demon charging towards her. It finally decided to stop running, a smart but very stupid move made by it. Smirking back at the fel soldier, Ja-ck did not stop her fast run, instead she sped up more, running towards it straight on. Her gloved hand gripping tightly and flipping the dagger quickly in her hand. The demon cried out a glass shattering scream, both its long arms aiming for her throat.
Quickly, Ja-ck somersaulted over the charging demon, her left hand reaching down as she swung above it, her legs flying out behind her then curling up as she quickly plunged the dagger into the upper back of the skeletal demon with a soft grunt before withdrawing it just as fast and taking another lethal swipe at its lower back before landing on the roof behind it.
The demon howled in pain as it felt the enchanted weapon pierced its bony frame, only a weapon of the soul reaper could do that much damage in the short time they had clashed. Regular military weaponry would be futile against any demon especially one from the seventh hell. Collapsing onto the concrete, it spun around bearing its fangs as it charged again despite the black blood now oozing out of the two gaping wounds on its back.
“Making this easy for me!” Ja-ck taunted the demon as she twirled Tarnished Moon in her right hand this time. Her left hand grabbing a glowing green orb that was hanging from her utility belt, grasping it in her gloved hands as she channelled the fel energy into the orb. Opening her hand, the green orb turned a shade of violet as it hung above her open hand. The demon snarled recognising another trinket that was normally carried upon the soul reaper’s attire. It was the very last thing that demons saw before they were eliminated.
Ja-ck smiled grimly at the demon before they ran towards another yet again, the violet orb shining brighter and hovering in her hand as she lifted her blade once more, quickly diving between the demon’s legs narrowly missing its long claws reaching for her desperately. Swinging her right hand back and forth, she pierced the bony calves of both the demons legs. Sliding across the concrete roof, she looked upside down as the demon collapsed again. Smirking triumphantly, she threw the electrifying violet orb towards the demon.
The orb became the size of a basketball as it raced towards the fallen demon, a trail of fel energy rushing out behind it as it wrapped around the demon slowly before puncturing it in the centre of its chest. The demon howled as it spasmed and rippled on the ground. Twisting and contorting, the violet energy getting brighter before dimming down fast and all that was remained was a dimly lit green orb with an amethyst shard inside still beating like a heart.
Sighing out loud, Ja-ck closed her eyes before sitting upright, her waist-length black hair matted and sticking to her sweaty back as she stared at the murky skyline of Tokyo-Yokohama. Getting to her feet she walked over to where the demon was last seen. Picking up her orb, she inspected the shard inside, the smirk still present on her face, she felt pride swell inside her. Fifth time today she had collected a demon’s soul and it had just hit 5pm. Attaching the orb to her belt, she stood at the edge of the roof, staring down into the centre of district, watching the many people attempt to get to places as it got more crowded with the time of dinner approaching for most.
Rubbing her exposed abdomen, Ja-ck decided she too would join the mingled crowds and find a good supper. Demon hunting had always made her hungry and especially after this fifth kill, she was starving. Pushing Tarnished moon back into its sheath on the left side of her shorts, she quickly looked left and right and jumped back into the narrow alleyway of side shops and casually made her way towards the centre of town.