Daniel vs Greed, Part 1

"Chairman!" Slayer Renzu cries as she turns away from the computer monitors that Renzu was using her Cameraman on to search for the enemy, and turns to face the Chairman.

"What is it?" The Chairman asks as he approaches Renzu.

"Treachery has been spotted in New York City, but-" Renzu begins to say, her voice trailing off.

"But what?" The Chairman asks.

"Someone is already engaging in combat with Treachery, and judging by the potency of this Cursed Power, its…Death, of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse," Renzu nervously answers.

"Hmm…" the Chairman mutters.

"What should we do?" Renzu asks.

"Leave them be," the Chairman answers. "Humanity is at a disadvantage in this war, so I'd rather leave our enemies to take one another out if we can."

"Yes, sir," Renzu replies before turning back to her computer monitor.

***

"So here we are, New York City, the place where my predecessors; the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, were defeated by the Pro Slayer Organization and forced to retreat to Hell," Treachery marvels as he wanders around New York City, searching for the Slayer Organization Headquarters, after having slipped past all of the other Pro Slayers stopping him with ease.

By killing them.

"What about the Four Horsemen?" A voice asks, and Treachery turns to where he hears the voice, seeing the smirking figure of Death standing a couple of dozen feet away from him.

"Death, the Demon King…" Treachery says.

"Treachery the Ninth Circle of Hell," Death smugly smirks back.

"I believe that we have some business to attend to, Death," Treachery says. "Around a couple of thousand years or so of history to discuss.

"I believe we do," Death replies, bloodlust oozing out of every pore in his body.

"Shall we talk it out?" Treachery asks, causing Death to laugh.

"You know that's not how us demons work things out!" Death replies. "Let's discuss things on the battlefield."

"So let's cut to the chase," Treachery continues. "You and I are never going to see eye to eye about how the demons should be ruled. We believe that we're the rightful rulers of Hell as we were appointed with such duties, while you believe that you four are, as you were the original rulers of Hell. But original doesn't always mean superior."

"Oh, you've got me quaking in my boots!" Death teases. "But seriously though, the Four Horsemen are far stronger than the Nine Circles. We should be the rulers of Hell."

"Then let's test that," Treachery replies. "The two of us -the strongest on either side- shall fight. "The winner rules Hell and demonkind."

"Right here?" Death asks.

"Right now," Treachery answers.

"I like the way you think!" Death exclaims as he holds his cane outwards. The cane grows longer and longer as its shaft morphs into jagged white bone, and the hook of the cane morphs into a curved, black, jagged sickle blade. When the transformation finishes, Death's cane has morphed into a six foot tall scythe, with a three foot long blade. The Grim Reaper's Scythe.

As for Treachery, he claps his hands together and summons The Ghost.

"A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!" The two demons simultaneously roar, and then… they charge.

***

A rush of dark gray and black Cursed Power then explodes out of Daniel's body. Subsequently, Daniel's shadow below his feet then begins to grow larger and stretch outwards, forming a circle around Greed and Daniel, who then begin to sink down into Daniel's shadow until they're fully submerged. Greed then looks around once he's been fully assimilated into Daniel's shadow, but all that Greed sees is black. Wherever he is, there are no walls, floors, or ceilings, just an endless abyss of black.

"Where are we?!" Greed cries as he looks around frantically. 

"We're inside of my shadow," Daniel answers. "I've always had the ability to dive into shadows, but now, by grabbing a hold of you and flooding your body with my Cursed Power, I was able to drag you down into my shadow as well."

"And why the Hell are we fightin' in here?" Greed asks. "Battles are way more fun with casualties and armies on both sides!"

"Because I know your Cursed Ability, Greed, and I know that the only one I can beat you is in a one on one," Daniel explains, causing Greed to smirk.

"Well you've overlooked one very crucial fact, Black Demon," he says.

"And what is that?" Daniel asks.

"THAT I'VE ALREADY ABSORBED THE CURSED POWER OF DOZENS OF SLAYERS.

Greed opens his mouth up wide, and a sphere of transparent Cursed Power begins charging up inside of it. "Cursed Drainer: Greedy Roar!" Greed shouts as he fires off his emission of Cursed Power towards Daniel.

"Shadow Sickles: Chain and Sickle," Daniel says as he crouches down and touches his palm to the shadowy floor. Dozens of chains with barbed sickles on the end wiggle their way out of the shadow ground, and wrap around Daniel like armor. "My Cursed Ability allows me to fight by controlling my shadows-" Daniel begins to explain. "So within my shadow itself…my power is almost limitless!"

But Greed's Greedy Roar continues flying towards Daniel, shooting right through Daniel's shield of Shadow Sickles and exploding against Daniel himself in a mighty rush of clear Cursed Power. When the explosion subsides, Greed sees Daniel hunched over on one knee, soaked in blood and panting heavily.

Greed then doubles over as well, coughing heavily. Daniel notices that Greed spits out a glob of blood. "Man…" Greed groans as he stands back up and wipes the blood off of his mouth. "That attack has always put too much strain on my throat!" Greed complains as he rubs the front of his neck.

Daniel then pushes himself off of the ground, and turns to face Greed again. "Damn, you're strong!" Greed exclaims. "I didn't think you would live that! Who are you, just some half demon or somethin'?"

"I'm a little more than just "some" half demon," Daniel answers. "I am Daniel Reaper, the son of Death, the Demon King."

Greed's eyes widen. "Woahhh…so we've got a big shot on our hands here!" He marvels. "Little Death Jr."

"Don't call me that," Daniel growls.

"Call you what?" Greed asks. "Death Jr?"

"I SAID DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Daniel roars as he sends another wave of Shadow Sickles flying towards Greed.

"Oh, did I strike a nerve?" Greed teases. "I like the look of your Shadow Sickles! If you manage to beat me, I'll call you by your name, Death Jr!" Greed then chambers his right fist, which begins bubbling with clear Cursed Power. "Cursed Drainer: Greedy Fist!: Greed shouts as he punches his fist outwards, sending shockwaves of wind and Cursed Power flying towards Daniel, which Greed uses in order to repel Daniel's Shadow Sickles.

"Normally I could just use my Greedy Feast to one shot my opponents, but since Death Jr. has so much Cursed Power; I don't have the capacity to drain him unconsciousness, and I'll be left too full to move," Greed mutters to himself.

But Daniel doesn't give Greed much of a chance to rest.

"Shadow Sickles: Night Abyss of Purgatory!" Daniel shouts as black chains begin wiggling out of Daniel's shadow ground all around Greed, with dozens of jagged, barbed sickle blades all aimed at Greed.

"Aye?" Greed says with a small smirk as he observes Daniel's attack.

"Fire!" Daniel orders as he swipes his arm towards Greed, and each one of Daniel's Shadow Sickles fly towards Greed in response.

"Cursed Drainer: Greedy Fist!" Greed shouts as he right hand begins bubbling with clear Cursed Power, which Greed then punches downwards, in an attempt to slam the ground and repel Daniel's Shadow Sickles with a burst of Cursed Power. But much to Greed's surprise, when he punches the ground, instead of certain an explosion of Cursed Power; Greed's fist begins sinking into the shadow floor. "Eh?!" Greed cries.

"Don't forget that this is my territory!" Daniel roars as his Shadow Sickles fly towards Greed, piercing him in dozens of places all across Greed's body at once. Daniel's Shadow Sickles then retract themselves out of Greed's body -littering Greed's body with dozens of bloody puncture wounds- before slithering back into Daniel's shadow ground.

"Damn, looks like you've landed a fatal blow on me, Death Jr," Greed grunts as he doubles over, clutching his bleeding wounds. "Not bad…"

"So now will you call me by my name?" Daniel asks as he takes a step closer to Greed, causing Greed to laugh.

"Nah," Greed answers. "You haven't one yet."

Greed lets out a groan as he pushes himself up to his feet, causing Daniel to hop backwards. "For the longest time, I thought that my Cursed Drainer was a useless Cursed Ability when it came to offense," Greed begins to say. "I can consume the Cursed Power of my enemies and redistribute it to my teammates, but if I eat too much Cursed Power or eat too much Cursed Power and don't have a teammate to redistribute the Cursed Power that I've eaten too, I'd feel too full to move or to fight. But then I discovered something about the redistribution aspect of my Cursed Drainer, that I can redistribute the Cursed Power that I've eaten to different parts of my body. Physical strength, senses, healing capabilities, all of these aspects have been increased hundreds of times over within my body. So even if you land a fatal blow on my body…"

"It won't kill me."