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Capturing The Angel of Death An unexpected Encounter
Marcelo had decided to take a little time to reorientate himself about his goals. His focus was dwindling, and he was beginning to loose sight of who he was. He was getting weaker, and his last exorcism had proven that beyond doubts. He had struggled against a demon that wasn't near the power of the strongest he had faced before. His loss against death had taken a serious toll on his mental and physical health, and they weren't things he would easily recover from. His emotions were getting in the way of everything he did and it had greatly affected his productivity. It wasn't his first time loosing a fight, but this felt much more painful than any of his loses. He barely lost and when he did, his opponents often considered their victory irrelevant. But this time around he had lost two consecutive battles in just a minute. He had lost against death, and also to the Quinns. He had misused a once in a lifetime opportunity and an innocent boy had paid the price with his life. The guilt
Capturing The Angel of Death Daemon Devorator, Marion!
At the last second, Marcelo was able to get his emotions under control. This would not go like his last two battles. Those ones had the odds stacked against him. Fortunately, fate seemed to be smiling on him for once. If there was anything Marcelo knew he was good at, it was exorcizing demons. In a flash, he pulled out the bottle of holy water he always carried. Loosening the cap slightly, he tossed it directly towards the encirclement. It had the result of throwing a grenade at a bunch at people. The demons hissed and growled loudly as they immediately retreated from the sizzling liquid that splashed around. Seizing his opportunity, Sebastian immediately grabbed the bottle and emptied it around himself in a circle after which he began to pray unceasingly, which further agitated the vile creatures. "Hey you bastards!" Marcelo called out before they could refocus on the boy. Holy water was good and all, but this was not a normal possession case. These things were sent, like a small
Capturing The Angel of Death Legacy of The Quinns
Daemon devorator, Marion, translated as the Demon Devourer Marion was the manifestation of Marcelo's innermost desire. It was a weapon whose power only increased in the presence of demons and anything that had to do with them. Just like the name suggested, Marion drew strength with every demon it cut down. It acted as a multipurpose weapon too, as with every increase in its power, Marion would transfer the absorbed energy into Marcelo to increase his physical attributes exponentially. The ultimate weapon against the demonic scourge, Marion was Marcelo's ace in the hole against the otherworldly creatures. He had not used this weapon against Death, because it would have been in vain. The reason was that for all its evil, Death was not and had never been a demon. Azrael was hailed as a Fallen Angel, therefore facing it with a weapon designed to purge demons would be have been very unwise. But in a situation like this, Marion showed its true greatness. From the corner of his eyes,
Capturing The Angel of Death Had Enough
With each swing of Marion's blade, disgusting creatures from the Underworld were banished from the burial grounds. So much ash filled the waterlogged soil, that Marcelo had to occasionally use the heat from Marion to vaporize the water to avoid slipping. The demons were not particularly strong with only a handful of them posing actual threats. It was their numbers that Marcelo found annoying. Deciding he had had enough, he carved a large circle around him which soon began to glow with a red shine that repulsed the demons. Bringing Marion up to chest level horizontally, Marcelo tapped it thrice, at the bottom mid point and the tip of the blade. Each tap created powerful sonic waves that had the demons screeching uncontrollably. "Mors Lanistus," he intoned and with a loud grunt, Marcelo plunged the sword into the ground. From the point of impact, a large wave of crimson energy swept out to devour every single demon around him instantly. In the next second, Marcelo was already cross
Capturing The Angel of Death Ars Goertia
The demon's eyes were now fixed on Marcelo and he felt the weight on his shoulders double, so much that he had to grit his teeth to remain standing. Having expended nearly every drop of energy in Marion with that last strike, he was left with a near empty tank to draw on. The demon itself was perfectly unharmed, as was the ground around it. By contrast, the area around them and beyond was utterly wrecked. It took one look around and scoffed lightly, although Marcelo could not really tell with how deep its voice was. "You humans really have a penchant for destruction." Marcelo cursed and tried to move away to rethink his strategy, only to find out that he could not even move a muscle. His eyes widened in alarm as he struggled to even shift his feet in vain. He made to open his mouth yet he found out that he could not even do so. Neither could he breathe. The same spacial distortion that had stopped Marion was also around his body. The alarm on his face must have drawn the demon's
Capturing The Angel of Death The Keymaster
The distortions around Marcelo and Sebastian disappeared as well, and the latter immediately ran out to meet the former. "What was that?!" "That, my friend, is the reason why you rarely see exorcists over forty years old," Marcelo replied. Despite the lightness in his tone, Marcelo's heart was heavy. This was the first time he had ever encountered one of the Seventy-Two face-to-face. He had always known that they were exceedingly powerful but to experience such strength firsthand was truly humbling. To make out worse was the fact that Morax was only a President of Hell. Had it been one of the Marquises or worse still a Duke, Marcelo was sure he would have likely been killed without even knowing what killed him. That did not sit well with him. His grip tightened around Marion's hilt. He needed to get stronger. Azrael was still waiting for him. "Come on Sebastian," Marcelo called out as he twirled Marion twice before inserting the blade into his chest without causing himself any
Capturing The Angel of Death Grown Enough
Everyone present could feel the tension in the atmosphere but they preferred to feign ignorance in this type of situation. Edward was at it again. He seemed to derive some sort of satisfaction in downplaying Marcelo and his apprentice but nobody dared to interfere anytime he began throwing these tantrums. Marcelo heeded Edward's words little attention. He needn't remind the man that he had just saved their lives moments ago. He seemed to enjoy tabling people's bad sides than commending a more obvious good deed. He understood that Edward's words were correct to an extent, but at the same time he had his own reasons and he wasn't prepared to share them with the group yet."Shouldn't you be a bit grateful Edward? Marcelo just saved our necks back there" Rebecca pointed out and immediately, the ranting man's voice died out. Marcelo eyes Rebecca for a second before pulling away his gaze from here. In as much as she had done good by shutting Edward up and bringing peace to their ears, she
Capturing The Angel of Death Failures!
His master's words had Sebastian's cheek turning red, but the boy did well to conceal the joy that had welled up inside of him just by hearing those words."Do you think I'll ever be as strong as you are?" Sebastian inquired of the man beside him. He knew he was being hasty with this particular question, but his motivation to get stronger would only grow with the next words Marcelo would utter .Marcelo was definite about Sebastian surpassing him. Unlike him who received his own abilities from the rituals of his family, Sebastian was gifted by the heavens, which could only entail that his powers were far greater than the ones brought about by human actions. Sebastian would definitely change the world someday, but he wasn't about to let the boy know that just yet."You might not, your abilities aren't made for battles. You're better as a support character don't get ahead of yourself" Marcelo gave his honest answer. Sebastian's abilities weren't the kind that would aid him in a one one s
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There's no Saving Him
"I see you've friends too. I never expected that you'll ever have friends.?" "Long time no see brother, are you just going to ignore me?" Benjamin asked. He had a different aura on him, one that hadn't escaped Adam's notice. And along that different aura was a confident smile that seemed to mock him. "You seem quite....""Different?" Benjamin completed. "I was going to say unhealthy, but they can all be counted as being different. Have you been getting enough sleep?" Benjamin didn't reply, he didn't trust himself to not launch an attack with his words. Despite his expressions, different emotions were welling up inside of him. He wasn't the kind that loved expressing his emotions through words. If he had anything to say to his brother, he would convey the message through his actions. "I realise this might come as a shock to you, but I do not want to fight any of you. Why don't we all settle down and talk things out." Adam suggested. He had just walked into this little shop to fin
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A Bad Trait
Marcelo walked into a room with a curious and furious Rebecca. "You're not their babysitter you know. Those two can take care of themselves without you." He reminded as he tossed his work bag aside. His tie flew in the opposite direction, but he managed to get his shoes back to their right position. "When were you going to tell me about Liam?" Rebecca asked. One look at her, and Marcelo could tell she was angry. Everybody had been when he made the announcement, but that didn't change a thing. Liam was crucial for his plan to work, and no matter what anyone said, he wasn't going to change his plan. "Get over it Rebecca, we need Liam and you know it." "You haven't forgotten what he did right? He sold Francis to the Quinns to save his neck. What makes you think he won't do it again?" She was genuinely curious. The Marcelo she knew and fell in love with wasn't this senile. Could it be he is so desperate to achieve his goals that he cannot see just how much of a mistake recruiting Li
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Secrets
Rebecca watched Benjamin and Sebastian train from a distance. Although she loved Benjamin like a little brother, her suspicions about him hadn't waned a bit. She had a feeling he was hiding something important away from them, and she knew Marcelo had his suspicions too. However, the both of them had decided to keep their questions to themselves for now. Trying to force information out of someone like Benjamin wouldn't go the way they intended. Aside from Benjamin, she had other issues that she wanted to discuss with Marcelo. It was about Liam, she hadn't been there when Marcelo announced to the others about his return, but she was going to be here tonight to question him. Recruiting Liam back into the Anti-Quinns had a lot of disadvantages attached to it. Someone who was once acquainted with the enemy should never be let back into the group. She understood that with the Dark Knights and Quinns, they needed to up their games a bit. But recruiting a traitor into their circle was just
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Work
Aside from being a professional exorcist, Marcelo Quinn was also a professional accountant in a well developed company. Although his boss knew of his second work, Marcelo received no special treatment. He was already falling short in his office duties, and had already received warning twice from the management. It was obvious the third warning wouldn't consists of just pleas to take his work seriouslyIt wasn't as if he couldn't cope without this work, but at the moment he needed it. Bornville was a little town on the coastline between Greenland and Kingsview. It was mainly occupied by people of the lower class, and it was heavily dependent on the imports from its neighboring cities, and little government funds. As if the economy of the town didn't make corporate works excessively difficult, the decrease in occultic activities during these periods made exorcism jobs very rare. If he didn't take his accountant job seriously, he might actually go broke.Marcelo cleared his head of the
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Assessment
Liam made his appearance at the designated arena where Edward and Marcelo sat awaiting his arrival. Earlier today, Marcelo had called and informed him of a training session with Edward. This was probably to check out if he was still strong, or if he had gotten soft. Edward rose from where he sat, and walked towards the center of the execution ground. An open space where offenders are betrayers were executed by the law. It was the perfect place to have a not-so-friendly spar against someone like liam. They were armed with real swords, and both downed an elixir which would increase their healing capabilities for sixty minutes.Liam followed his opponent's movement, and soon the two of them stood face to face in the middle of the sparring ground. "Don't hold back" Liam informed before unsheathing the katana that hung behind him. "I wasn't planning on doing so" Edward returned before replaying the same action. Marcelo sat the on one of the numerous seats and stared down at the two
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Recruiting The Enemy
Bornville was a busy city in the fall. Corporate and Educational workers hastened along the streets in a hurry to get to their work place to finish projects before the cold season set in. Sales were being put out in large numbers to make room for restocks, and activities during the day had become even more tasking. The activities of nightfall in Bornville had died down way more than usual. Nobody wanted to be out in the blazing cold, especially not in the dead of the night. This was the only part of the year where the normal humans remaining in the city had some ownership of the night. A man clothed in a dark, long overcoat walked on the sidewalk of a half empty street. His pitch black hair was unusually long for a male and it was tucked in underneath the collar of the coat. His strides were long and steady to match his well built frame. Ever since the sun set, he couldn't quite shake the uneasy feeling that had taken root inside of him. It wasn't fear, he didn't fear any of the
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Sibling Trouble
"You know about the Dark Knights right?" "Of course I do. How do you know of this information?" He asked with an unwavering stare fixated at her sister."I just know." Minerva said and shrugged. "Nana Flora's visions have been going wild lately." She finally revealed. "What is the Gatekeeper's opinion on this, has he issued any orders yet?" Cyrus asked as he watched Minerva slowly stroll towards the nearest couch to sit."What is up with you, you're even more inquisitive than the last time." Her gaze darkened momentarily, and her voice flattened out. "Are you hiding something Cyrus?"Cyrus felt fear for that brief moment. He might act high and mighty around Minerva, but in reality she was leagues above him in strength. It would be bad to get on her dark side. "Of course not." He answered sharply. "What could I possibly have to hide, you already know everything don't you?" He threw the sarcasm at her without remorse. "So where is father?" Minerva asked after a brief laugh. "Is he h
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The first Visitor
The moment Luke stepped into the Quinn family mansion, he felt a surge of energy wash over him. It made him weak in the knees, but reassuring smile from Cyrus had his strength returned to him. He could tell right away that the Dark Knights stood no chance against these people just by being here. The sheer amount of malice and evil was already making him lose his senses. "You live here by yourself?" Luke asked as they toured the house. He hadn't met anyone yet, and it was strange. Didn't the Quinns all share one family house?"Not really. I live with my father and brothers. I guess they're not home yet." Cyrus answered. The two stopped in front of a door, and Cyrus gestured for the skeptical Luke to enter. After a minute of critical thinking, and reconsidering his choices, Luke finally entered the room. Aside from the king-size bed in the middle, and the empty cabinet, the room was completely empty. "I guess this is the visitors room." "Yeah. We never get visitors, so it's never be
