Author Notes: This is based on my first fanfic, Kill the Hellions. It will have some of the same ideas, but it will have the final chapter events in mind in shaping the course of this fanfic. It will also be significantly darker than that fanfic. Also preemptive warning, spoilers for the finale of the series.

Betaread by Follower of Mania

Chapter 1: Kill The Akujin

A tall woman opened her blue iris eyes to a dark celling filled with stalactites, she noticed that her left arm was now stub and a few of her fingers were missing on her right hand. She also noticed that a she had a sword stuck in her chest- One Cut Killer- Murasame, a poisonous sword and one of the 48 Teigu. She remembered, she had been killed by Akame, one of the Night Raid, an assassination group that opposed the Empire. It had likely been replaced at this point, knowing that Prime Minster Honest had probably been dealt a truly agonizing death at the hands of the people. She then noticed that there were jumbles of pieces of a man...a particularly obese man. It was likely Honest. He was screaming at the top of his lungs about how he was killed by the Revolutionary Army by being chopped up like a Christmas turkey.

Had to taken a long time, considering how fat he was., the woman thought to herself with some amusement. While she had made an agreement with him and she definitely had more authority in halting his actions if they didn't suit her; something kept her from dealing a death blow when he particularly annoyed her. Or rather, "someone", one so mighty that it could put even her in her place and safely ruled from the shadows.

One of the eyes looked at the woman and started to tear profusely as its vision blurred in despair of its current fate.

"General Esdeath- Put me together with your power. I failed this time, but I will pay that lion bitch back. Then I can rule the Empire again!," shouted the assorted pieces to the blue haired woman, begging for assistance. The voice was garbed and guttural, a result of being cut into so many pieces that he had been reduced to. Even if she did manage to do so, he was far too mentally broken to ever want to cause chaos and depravity ever again- especially after what he went through.

"You were simply unprepared and weak. That all there is to it.," the blue haired woman in a white General uniform responded apathetically as she brushed her hair with her remaining hand. A notion that began to fester in the back of her mind when concerning her demise, but it uttered a different meaning to weakness than the physical one that she implied. She rejected it due to it being against her code of the strong being superior to the weak.

Esdeath was born in the North to the Partas Clan, a tribe of huntsmen who specialized in killing Danger Beasts. They believed that the strong survive and the weak perished. The Partas was in a constant struggle for survival, threatened by both the harsh weather conditions and the Danger Beasts they hunted. They eventually were exterminated when one of the rival tribes wiped them out, leaving them dead or slowly dying. It didn't concern the sole survivor, Esdeath, mainly for two reasons- one she believed that since that they were simply weak and two, she hadn't any true empathy as she was a person of pure evil and bloodlust. At least, according to people who judge her on her actions, which made up the majority of the population.

She then noticed that the young boy with green shoulder-length hair which was braided on the sides and green eyes was on the left side of the assorted mass. He wore a purple outfit with white boots and a blue mantle. He lacked his large headdress, but she could tell that this was the Emperor, the person she formerly answered to as a leader- well a puppet controlled by Honest to be more precise. He had marks around his neck- from a tight rope- likely from being hanged. He paid no attention to the assorted mass that was Honest, having chosen to ignore him out of the disgust for betraying him on every single level. He did glance at Esdeath, but his morbid expression seemed to understand that she likely was interested in him rather than truly caring about his wellbeing.

So because of his rampage he did to the capital earlier, he's condemned to here as well., Esdeath thought to herself with a brief tone of aloof interest, as her gaze changed the darkness ahead of her. It was A pitch black cavern with stalactites hanging above and it felt like something infinitely worse was beyond it. Being an atheist, she wondered why she was still in a physical form in spite of shattering to pieces upon her death.

She then heard subtle sounding footsteps heading towards her, the way they sounded seemed similar to that of the plant like Danger Beasts her, but slightly more human like. They started off soft, but they slowly grew louder as they drew closer.

To her subdued surprise, it was a mild looking man with his brown hair swept back. He wore white segmented clothing- a long coat worn over a white buttoned shirt and baggy white pants with a yellow sash. His eyes were hidden behind his square glasses.

"Were you expecting a more typical devil, a winged horned hellion with a pitchfork, hooves and a barbed tail?," said the man in a polite tone with a sarcastic undertone as he pushed his glasses with his middle finger. For some reason, Esdeath knew of this person, something that the Emperor noted. As to why he himself had never seen his man was currently unknown to the the boy. One thing was clear- the situation was more complex than it initially seemed.

"So you're to escort me to Hell? This isn't what I imagined how the denizens of the bottomless would be like. Personally, I didn't believe this "Hell" everyone was going on about. I'm surprised that there actually is an afterlife after all.," replied Esdeath as she put her remaining hand on her hip with an indifferent tone. The brown haired man then snapped his fingers with a sigh of annoyance towards the woman as if expecting something to happen. The Emperor was completely surprised that Esdeath mentioned Hell so nonchalantly and slowly began to think something was wrong with his eyes widening while thinking what horrors likely awaited them there.

Suddenly, without knowing as why it happened- her body moved on its own as her Teigu, Demon God Manifestation: Demon's Extract manifested ice around her left stump of an arm to form a sword, based her expression, it was completely against her weapon. She then lunged at him, only to be forced to the ground by two odd individuals who suddenly materialized behind her. They had the heads of the cyclopian plant like Tree Beast, with the body of two burly humanoids in brown armor. The green haired boy and assorted pieces were shocked at the sudden appearance of the two brutes and while they wore different colors of clothing than he did. It was hinted for some reason, that he was acting on his own rather than on the command of whoever was in charge of "Hell".

"As to what just happened, let's say it was your Teigu remembering its true target..," replied the man as he looked down at the pinned woman, his tone apathetic. Esdeath seemed to have a wide eyed expression of shock, as if not expecting this sort of action done to her. The Emperor was confused- why would the Teigu instinctively attempt to attack someone who lived in Hell like it was preprogrammed to do so. It made him question the nature of Teigu, questions that he never really thought about until this point.

"And what sort of group would that be? The Akujin that you belong to and apparently ruled before his ancestor overthrew you and cast you down to Hell," said a feminine voice behind him. It turned out that the pinned "woman" was really a clone made from ice created from her Teigu's powers. The real Esdeath had managed to get behind him with ease. The man remained unconcerned as the ice blade drew against his neck. He was noticeably vexed that she had managed to figure out more about the beings that reside in Hell. The Emperor became even more confused as soon as Esdeath mentioned Akujin, a phrase that was never mentioned to him, but for some reason seemed oddly familiar.

"Helianthus! I did not recognize you. It's me, Honest. I was taken apart by my ungrateful countrymen and reduced to this pathetic state. Please smite them! Make them pay for what they did to me!," screamed the body parts as they contorted and swerved. This unnerved the Emperor, seeing this repulsive sight of tendrils formed from the stomach attempted to reach for the man's clothing. It did clue him in that this man in particular played some part in Honest and Esdeath's private life. Maybe perhaps, he was the chess-master that used them as pawns, but that notion seemed absurd...right?

"Thank you.," replied the bespectacled man with a more sinister smile to the body parts, somehow making the Emperor especially frightened of him. While Esdeath could come off as scary at times, this man seemed to be a terror on a much higher level than she was. Esdeath herself was confused as to why he had said this, implying that this man had planned something that she was not aware of, or rather not informed of.

"Eh?," shouted the body parts of Honest in bewildered puzzlement. This was immediately followed by Helianthus repeated stepping on him like one would do to a cockroach, his expression was obscured by a heavy shadow aside from his glaring, square glasses.

"Thanks to your hedonistic actions, humanity now lacks the defense needed to protect itself against an invasion...an invasion of Akujin.," replied Helianthus as his face opened up to reveal a blackened, demon-like skull with the pieces of the face surrounding him like a sunflower. The voice was more distorted and hellish than before. It was clear to the Emperor that this man was never human to being with. While Honest was so terrified that he couldn't utter a sound, Esdeath was more composed as if she already knew about this side of the black faced monster glaring at her.

"By the way, since it seems you've taken the entire Demon's Extract into yourself...you might as well be a Teigu yourself and therefore...needing of confinement.," said the black faced humanoid as he calmly grabbed the ice sword with the tips of his two fingers and tossed Esdeath into the air to her surprise. His tone was condescending and indifferent at the same time, as if she had become something that was no longer of interest of him.

Suddenly a volley of chains grabbed Esdeath, constrained her and tugged her into the darkness. The woman was merely annoyed at this sequence of events occurred. The sounds of the retracting chains stopped, Helianthus turned his attention to the Emperor with a lecherous gaze.

"Now then, to give you a more proper introduction..," said Helianthus as his shadow warped into a more demonic shape, his tone mocking and perverse- hinting heavily of his intent. The Emperor instead of being terrified like Honest was at the moment, he resigned himself to his fate with a sullen expression on his face.

This is my punishment for all the things I did., he thought to himself as black tendrils closed in.

Western Continent Capital Harbor

A black haired girl in a wooden boat had arrived in a harbor of the Western continent.

She was Akame and she had just left from a long war to rid the country of a corrupt Empire. Little did she know that she had just stepped into another country hiding a dark secret.

One that would eventually decide the fate of the entire world.

Chapter 2: Kill the Suspicion