№19|Welcome to Tokyo!
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Saree was awakened to the delightful and sometimes annoying sound of her boyfriend snoring. She giggled as she noticed the position they were in, Ector had his arms wrapped around her as he rested his head on her breasts.

“Get away...from her...don't you touch...my little bat.” Ector muttered in his sleep. Saree smiled at the nickname Ector used for her, she loved that she was his little bat. She threaded her fingers through his unruly chestnut hair.

“Ector,” she cooed, “good morning.”

Ector smiled, “you woke me up from a delightful dream.”

“What was it about?” Saree pondered. “Hmm, it was about this beautiful vampire princess that I was sworn to protect from bandits.” Ector smiled, kissing Saree’s cheeks. “And who was this vampire princess?”

Ector chuckled, “you already know it’s you.” Saree giggled when she felt Ector’s fingers trail down to her hips, “Ector, as much as I would love to have you do the things you do to me, it’s almost 10 am and we promised we'd meet the others at the mechanics and we need to shower.”

“I wouldn't mind taking a shower with you~,” Ector cooed. “No,” Saree sighed, “I’d love to take a shower with you but that’ll take too long and we’re running on a time limit darling.” Saree kissed his lips, “but once we get on the plane, we can make out a little.”

Ector smiled as he watched Saree walk into the bathroom with her towel. Ector laid back down on the bed, looking at the picture on his nightstand of Sergio, him, Gabriella, Hex, and Ector’s best friend Milo.

“I always thought you’d be up there with my father, but I guess you beat him to it, huh?”

“He was never there to begin with, Ector, you dumbass.” Milo shook his head, his spirit coming out of the picture. “How’s everything on your side?” Ector asked. “Eh, could be better. It’s dark, and cold, but talking to you keeps me company.” Milo smiled widely.

“I always thought the afterlife was sunny?” Ector chuckled. “Never mind.” Milo rolled his eyes. “You and Saree look happy.” 

“Milo,” Ector smiled at him “with me and Saree, I feel this overwhelming happiness! I mean, the blood sucking was weird at first, but I got used to it. Oh, and don't get my started on how beautiful she is! Sometimes I wonder if the gods knew I wanted someone just like her!”

“You sound thrilled,” Milo folded his hands behind his head in a relaxed position, “must be nice. I got to say, I’m a little jealous of you and Saree, but I am happy for you two.”

“I’m sure your spouse is in up there waiting for you to find them.” Ector assured him. “No, Ector, you don't get it, I’m not-” Milo sighed, “never mind, you’ll see.”

Ector shrugged as Milo disappeared, his attention focusing on Saree as she exited the bathroom. “Shower’s free.” Saree noticed he was staring at her. “What?” she asked.

“I love you,” Ector smiled, “you know that, right?”

“Of course,” Saree grinned ear to ear, “I love you too, Ector!”

Eponine sat near the window of her room, it wasn’t much; it had a bed, a bathroom, a vanity desk for her to do her hair, some clothes. But no matter how nice this room was, her heart hungered for Matias.

“I feel like some stupid damsel in distress waiting for Monsieur Matias!” Eponine groaned, hitting her head against the glass. “Stupid. Werecat. Genes. Stupid. Were. Moon!”

“Awe,” Tangerine chuckled at the sight of Eponine, “I bet your werecat genes are raging right now. Begging just to even glance at that beautifully sculpted man. Wishing he could just appear right here, to satisfy your every need and want. Just the thought of his hands on you is enough to make you gasp in pleasure.”

“Doesn’t it?”

Eponine didn’t reply, but Tangerine got her answer by Eponine’s red face. “You know, werecats are in heart feel 50% more arousal than werewolf’s while in heat.” Tangerine smirked, “we could torture you, make you scream bloody murder, tear you limb from limb,” Tangerine’s fingers ran over the vanity desk, “but, we will not do that. Yet.”

“We will let your season kick in and then we’ll torture you, or you can torture yourself as the heat becomes so unbearable you might kill yourself. You know it’s happened to other werecats before.”

“Your separation limit from your mate isn't high to begin with, but when mating season comes around, being away from your mate is hell within itself.” Tangerine smirked, looking at her watch, “and according to my watch your season should start any minute now.”

Eponine began to look worried, her mother warned her of what would happen during the season when you and your mate are far apart. It happened to her mother before when her father was on a mandatory business trip. Her mother was suffering, it scared Eponine to watch her like that.

Tangerine chuckled “I can't wait till everyone gets here.” she shook her head “it's gonna be one big blood bath!” Tangerine cackled.

“This is a nice plane, Mama.” Diane complimented, a woman with pink hair tied into a messy bun and wore a blue jean jumpsuit came rolling out from under the plane “built her myself.”

“Cousin Rosemary!” Hex, Ector, Gabriella and Matias cheered. “When did you get back from college? I thought you graduated already. Did you go back after your year abroad?” Matias asked.

“Yep. Got my master degree in aircraft mechanics.” Rosary smiled widely. “If you are going to Tokyo, you're going in style. This jet is state of the art advanced.”

“Oooh!” the golden dragon applauded. “Why thank you,” Rosemary battered her eyelashes, “while you are on the mission, I'll be here at the base watching everything you see just in case y'all need backup.”

“Thank you Rosemary,” Mama smiled. “Now let's go get my husband back!”

“And see Gillian!” Marmalade and Cruella cheered.

“Juniper, with all do respect,” Tangerine folded her arms behind her head, “do you really think it’s a good idea to invite Quince, Anjou, and Clementine to the games? I mean they’re bringing not one but two high ranking gang leaders from New York!”

“And we have mafias, gangs, and guilds from all over the world! There’s no way they’ll even make it to the first round!” Juniper cackled, walking up to the door that led to the prisoner squadron. She glared at the guards, they quickly moved out of the way.

“Put what if they don't show?” Tangerine asked. “Oh, they’ll show, we have the husband,” she held up one finger, “the foster mother,” she held up a second finger, “and the princess,” she put up a third finger.

“But-”

“And if they don't show or misbehave,” she brought out a metal collar “they go boom!”

Juniper stopped by Sergio’s cage, “wakey wakey~” she cooed. “Greeting, devil.” Sergio snarled. “What did you call me?” Juniper glared at him, “cause if you remember,” she opened the cell, punching Sergio square in the face “I decide if you live or not!”

“I hope you die!” Sergio spat. “Oh the feeling mutual, Sergio, believe me!” Juniper kicked under the chair, leaning the back onto the floor so Sergio was lower. “You think your special because your family’s coming for you,” she stepped on his ribs, Sergio groaned in pain.

“Well news flash! Family leaves you! Maybe today, or tomorrow, or the next year, but they’ll all leave you! They always do!” Juniper stepped on his neck, “and you’ll do good to remember that.”

 “How much more till Tokyo?” Cruella and Marmalade groaned, sleeping on their boyfriend’s lap. “About an hour, maybe 2.” Emmanuel guessed. “Ughhhh…” Marmalade growled, “why was motion sicken invented.”

“Hex” Cruella looked up her boyfriend “do me a big favor and rip out my stomach.”

“What!?”

Diane crouched down beside Marmalade and Cruella, her hands glowing white as the stomach pain went away “there ya go.” Diane stood back up.

“You miracle worker!” Cruella hugged Diane tightly, “if I knew you had that power I wouldn't've asked ages ago to cure my motion sickness!”

“It's amazing! I don't feel anything at all.” Marmalade cheered. “You really are gifted, Diane.”

“Thanks, but all i did was a simple Troia spell. All angels know it.” Diane shrugged. “Well it might not be a lot for you but to us animalistics, it's a game changer!” Marmalade ran around the jet. “I don't feel the slightest of pain.”

“I can see.” Emmanuel chuckled, “Cruella,” he turned towards the girl in questioned, “about your family-”

“You want to know more about them?” Cruella asked, Marmalade stopped running around and returned to her seat. “Yeah, we should at least know who we’re up against.” Saree shrugged.

“First things first, Juniper isn't our mother, thecially the woman who gave birth to me is Glinda Puree, she worked as a handmaid for Juniper. Glinda raised Marmalade, Gillian, and myself all on her own. However, since Juniper can't have children after Tangerine, she used Glinda as a surrogate mother and legally claimed us as her children.”

“So that’s why your name is Cruella DeVille instead of Cruella Puree?” Mama asked. Marmalade nodded. “Marmalade, Cruella, and Gillian were the names Glinda picked for us. Juniper changed them to Clementine, Quince, and Anjou when we signed the birth certificate.”

“We changed our names after the three of us ran away. I kept the last name DeVille because 1) I’m the oldest and if they were to look after anyone it be me and not Marmalade or Gillian and 2) because I’m gonna destigmatize the DeVille family name.” Cruella had a look of determination in her amber eyes.

“Why’d you run away?” Gabriella questioned. “Juniper didn’t like the fact that we weren’t of her own blood so she used us like slaves and everyday was hell. So, we ran away.” Marmalade sighed, clenching her legging as tears fell.

“I-I-I thought after all these yea-years...we’d be safe…” Marmalade sniffled, “but n-now they’re aft-after you all!”

“Hey,” Mama crouched down beside her, “anyone who messes with my children answers to me, alright? I already got a bone to pick with Juniper because she took Sergio, now she wants to bring you back into that deranged mafia?! No way! Look, you, Cruella, and Gillian are family now, and family sticks up for each other.”

Marmalade nodded. “Good,” Mama wiped her tears, “now stop crying hija (girl/daughter), I don't like it when my children cry.”

Marmalade hugged her tightly, “thank you...Mama.”

“Anytime, hija.” Mama smiled, kissing her forehead.

Meanwhile, in Tokyo, the door to the shower opens, revealing a well shaped man with golden scruffy hair and green eyes. “Good morning, Tokyo!” he yelled outside his window. “Shut up!” his neighbor yelled.

This was Gillian Astros, the youngest of the DeVille trio. He looked into the mirror and sighed happily, “you’re gonna do good today, Gillian! You’re not gonna mess up this date like last night where you accidentally took out the wrong girl.”

He looked at the pictures of Cruella and Marmalade on his fridge, “I wonder how they’re doing?”

A knock on the door made him quickly shuffle for clothes before answering it. “Look, I know, I know, rents due, I got it-” he looked up to see Cruella and Marmalade, “Big Sisters!”

“Gillian!” Cruella and Marmalade cheered. “Oh my gods! You’ve gotten so big, and you dyed your hair blond! Oh! Where’s your mate...uh...Eliza?” Marmalade asked.

“She kinda...uh...cheated on me.” Gillian sighed, “it happened a couple months ago, I didn’t want to say anything in the letters because you and Marmalade were so happy with Hex and Emmanuel I didn’t want to ruin it with my sadness.”

“Oh,” Marmalade rubbed his shoulder, “it’s alright, we’ve all had breakups buddy. But,” Marmalade looked at Gillian, “did you get the orb?”

“Yeah, broke my window 2 nights ago. I was planning on meeting you two in New York but it seems like you bet me to the punch.” Gillian chuckled nervously. “Only thing is, if we’re going to do the DeVille cup, we need 12 people for a team and we only have 11.”

“Already texted Rosemary and she said she’ll meet us at the DeVille Compound.” Hex stated, Gillian shivered when he said the name of his old home.

“I know, I know, none of us want to go back, but we have to. We’re taking them down once and for all.” Cruella assured him.

~A/N~

Hello everyone! Welcome to another exciting chapter of DeVil's In The Name! I already prewrote this arc a month ago and I'm so happy I can finally post it!!

Stay sweet y'all!