As the few remaining men of the failed war party collapsed onto the stone floor of the fortress belonging to one ignorant time-turner, said time-turner turned to them and demanded what happened.

"How could you fail so miserably!?" He demanded.

"S-Sire..they attacked us in an ambush..with weapons we've never seen befor-ack!" The captain was cut off as a foot slammed into his face.

"Do not fail me again," Stated the time-turner in question, then his voice softened adding, "But alas..you were merely a distraction..I've sent a formation of bombers and other aircraft to bomb that ridiculous fortress of their's."

"A-and your certain that this will work sire?" Asked the captain holding his bloody broken nose.

"It cannot fail," He stated confidently.

He did have a bad habit of jinxing things, however.

As even a time-turner such as himself was not safe from the power of the jinx.

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Over the remains of the ambush, Kisiragi walked up next to Firefly and asked her.

"So..think that went well enough?"

"hell Yeah!" Firefly squeaked bouncing on her feet for good measure.

Kisiragi chuckled, "who knew that the all-mighty Firefly could get so excited."

Firefly stopped and puffed out her cheeks, "Hey I'm just happy we got an effective weapon now!"

Kisragi smiled and said, "of course, of course."

"Just a quick question though...when will we make an attack of our own?" She asked suddenly.

Firefly glanced at her.

"As soon as we know his base's exact location," she stated simply.

"It would be fair to wear down his forces enough so that, they don't put up that much resistance," stated Kisiragi in return.

Firefly mentally facepalmed.

"Right..of course," she said sheepishly to which Kisiragi only smiled.

"Don't feel too bad Firefly. We were all new once-not to mention not many of us have actually dealt with a being the caliber of a time-turner here ya know," said Axeria suddenly as she walked up to the two of them.

Firefly glanced at her and smiled.

"So any activity on your end?" An asked the queen of swords.

Said demon shook her head.

"Nada, it's been quiet..too quiet," she said quietly.

As if she had jinxed it a knight-minion ran up to Firefly urgently and said, "Hell-lord we got a large formation of airborne contacts moving towards our fortress at a high rate of speed."

Firefly looked at the minion in question, "How far are they out?"

"It'll be about ten minutes before they reach our base. They are about to pass over Brine's territory," stated the minion.

"Let's hope Brine keeps his end of the deal," Firefly stated, to which the others present nodded.

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A large group of four-engined bombers flew over the Hellish-landscape undeterred by its brutal land, a small number of single-engine aircraft also flew by, escorting them to their objective.

And their objective?

Firefly's fortress.

With a plan to pummel them into submission and damage morale to the demons-however they didn't account for a demon's patience and lack of morality per-say.

"All units this is B-17 flight leader, we've got less than 10 miles to the enemy base, expect resistance to occur here shortly, escorts prepare to engage when fit," said the pilot of the front-most bomber.

He got various noises of confirmation, from the various other aircraft in the formation.

One of the bomber gunners aimed his machine gun as he looked over the landscape.

He had to admit, however...this place was being quiet-too quiet...it didn't sit well with him.

One of the pilots for the escort fighters suddenly radioed in.

"You know...for demons..they aren't exactly hostile-" he stated.

"We had a formation of forces moving from the opposite direction, our ground forces should be keeping them distracted," replied the flight leader.

"Uhh..might wanna re-check that fact..do we have any other aircraft joining us?" Asked a gunner.

"Uhhh-no negative, over" replied a pilot.

"Then why am I seeing aircraft flying over us?" Asked the gunner.

What he was referring to was a large flight of previously unknown aircraft.

Most of them consisted of the same bat-shaped aircraft that attacked the knights, flying in formation with a sense of professionalism.

However mixed in totaling to twelve alongside the already 36 aircraft, were twelve teardrop-shaped aircraft, considerably larger than the darkons, that made up of most of the airborne fleet.

They also left a trail of light behind the aircraft as they flew directly over top of the bomber formation.

"What the fuck are those?" Asked a gunner.

"...oh shit..prepare for contact!" Said a bomber pilot.

And with that, the demonic fighters wordlessly tilted over and dived down towards the bombers

"Incoming!" Said a gunner who had aimed his gun to face the aircraft.

But it was too late.

The escorts which had peeled off to face this newfound treat were also too slow to react initially, found themselves under a heavy stream of energy projectiles.

One of the drakons flew past an escort fight and fired it's blasters into the wing of a bomber, setting it ablaze.

The larger aircraft had circled around the formation, before veering into the fire, firing large orbs of energy into the fleet.

One such orb impacted an escort and the plane exploded into shrapnel.

The gunners tried to fire back at the sudden attackers only for the darkons to simply fly past the gunner's view, moving too quickly for them, to keep track of.

The larger teardrop shaped aircraft simply didn't pay any mind to the bullets, having a magical shield did work wonders against energy fire.

"Dammit-command we've been engaged by enemy forces-its an ambush-ah-!" A pilot was cut off as a Drakon shredded his fighter into fire and shrapnel.

One of the bombers found it's left and right wings torn off as a pair of Drakons detonated the fuel in the fuel tanks within the wings, resulting in a large explosion.

"The fuck are these things!?" said a gunner as he fired his dual 50. caliber machine guns at one of the Teardrop-shaped aircraft, only for the high-velocity bullets to bounce off it harmlessly, said aircraft in reply only turned and faced the bomber, before proceeding to blow the aircraft in half with its blasters.

A pair of escort fighters had managed to tail one of the Drakon fighters and attempted to give chase, as the Drakon dived almost vertically downwards before rapidly leveling itself out, and flying low to the landscape.

The pair of fighters managed to stay on its tail and fired wing-mounted machine guns, a few glancing off the demonic fighter's armor. The fighter in question banked to the right, avoiding most of the rounds.

"Damn these things are fast!" said one of the pilots as the Drakon suddenly pulled it's nose upwards and forced the two fighters to shoot past it, the fighters in question seemed to hesitate and falter in the air, struggling to fix themselves.

They however would not be granted that luxury, as a pair of large manta-ray-shaped vehicles- these possessing six large tubes, extending out of its back and pulsed green, firing large green orbs of energy into the air.

The orbs neared the two fighters and exploded violently, shredding the plane's flaps and engines, one of the two fighters exploding shortly afterward, as the second fighter lost all control and slammed into the ground.

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Brine watched the battle with satisfaction, the ambush was going perfect-too perfect, they had fended off the attacks so well, that he was starting to get worried,-worried that they'd have something go drastically wrong with these new weapons.

He raised a hand that was shaped almost identically to a mortal realm crab claw and beckoned in front of himself.

"Send it in right now!" his gruff voice spoke out loud and clear.

"it" he was referring to per-say was a massive six-legged crab-shaped walker that marched slowly across the land and eventually over top of Brine, a demon in question watching in anticipation.

A pair of large long-range cannons extended out of the top of the walker and began to fire at what remained of the bomber formation.

More of the two-legged machines from the earlier ambush against the knights appeared, some leaping over rocks and debris, and began to fire large numbers of small homing projectiles.

And now the formation found themselves rapidly losing aircraft, now being reduced to four bombers and six escorts.

The flight leader had miraculously managed to stay in the air even though two of his aircraft's engines were on fire.

"Dammit, we should turn back!" Said an escort fighter as he turned to evade an explosive orb of green energy, though it singed the out edges of his flaps.

"There's too many of them-!" Said the gunner belonging to the bomber on the left flank of the flight leader, moments before an orb slammed into its fuselage, detonating the aircraft into multiple pieces.

One of the last remaining escorts flew past the flight leader's cockpit, and fired at a Drakon, forcing it to turn off course.

The bomber on the flight leaders right flank fired it's machine guns at one of the teardrop-shaped fighters, and even after all bullets fired at the demonic aircraft slammed into it, the aircraft in question didn't even flinch as it instead slammed into the bomber, head-on and even though the bomber was destroyed, it being smashed into multiple pieces, the teardrop-shaped aircraft's shield glowed from absorbing such an impact, but remained virtually undamaged from the hit.

"Aghhh!!" Said the flight leader's frontal gunner in rage and frustration as he fired a pair of machine guns at a Drakon also flying to it head-on, and to his surprise a fee of the bullets actually did damage, the Drakon now smoking for the hits.

It veered off course as the gunner said.

"Take that you unholy bastar-AGH-!" He started to speak but was cut off as the same Drakon from before had dived under the bomber and aimed its nose upwards, firing a few shots into the cabin of the bomber, one lucky shot, hit the unfortunate frontal gunner in the thigh, burning him as well.

The pilot/flight leader turned out the window and saw his wing started to come apart as he looked forward again, watching as the last escort fighter explode into the fire as another orb slammed into it.

The bomber behind him sharing an unfortunate, but same fate as the fighter.

And like that he was the last aircraft in the air.

"May the Lord forgive me.. " he said to himself as the glow in his eyes faded as he looked out the cracked cockpit window of his B-17 as he saw three aircraft form up in front of him, cannons blazing.

And he felt nothing.

And saw only the pulse of the Drakon's energy cannons.

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In a pocket dimension, an endless waited.

Unlike most of his fellow endless, this particular fellow was one of the few that actually knew how the fuck to do shit around the universe...quite effectively might the creator add.

He however was getting impatient, he had made this pocket dimension, without informing the rest of the endless, for one main reason only.

Being an Endless, he could do things even gods had trouble.

However, it was easy to get..too caught up in your work, and make results that have no purpose.

Plus it was hard and a bit annoying to keep track of all the shit most other endless caused, by their sheer incompetence might he add.

So when a damn time-turner got free of its endless that watched over it,

He needed some help from a specialist.

She had slumbered for eons, initially being created by a very bored endless to do chores for himself.

Yeah, she got tired of his shit real quick.

But her powers and talents were nothing to scoff at, and if she accepted, she would prove vital for the demons to protect their timeline and their realm.

One may ask why he was helping the demons.

Well in retrospect.

They had a role to play in this universe, and it had yet to be fulfilled.

There were beings even above the endless that decided fate itself, each and every creature that will ever exist within this universe has its fate decided even before birth by these nameless beings.

Even the endless had little amounts of information of the creators true origins and names.

Yes, there were multiple, they where the ones that creatures the very structure of their universe, they existed outside of the universe's laws of reality, they could change the reality of one's adventure and life, with hardly a second thought.

This endless had been around for a while, longer than most intact.

And so far he only had a name for one of the creators.

A name that started with an H.

As he pondered in his thoughts, he then noticed that a portal opened up in front of him, and out walked just the one individual he was looking for.

Out of the portal came a girl of about a solid 5.5-6 feet tall, with short pure white hair that ended in shirt curls that reached just above her shoulders, extremely pale skin-the color of snow to be exact, brilliant, bright blue eyes that had a glowing haze to them.

She appeared to be wearing some form of battle dress/skirt comprised of crystals and unknown material.

The skirt ended in six large sword-like crystals as she strangely wore a flat white tank top, for someone of her caliber it seemed almost laziness.

But what floated around her surrounded in pink mist was her signature weapon/object.

A massive pink and purple shield-shaped roughly like a cross floated beside her, it was easily large enough to of allowed her entire body to lay and spread itself out across it.

That sword was bonded to her for eternity and was even strong enough to resist the pull of a black hole.

As the endless looked up at the girl, the girl crossed her arms and rubbed what remained of her sleepiness out of her eyes.

She then fixed the endless in question with a look of irritation and asked.

"So..what shit do you need me to clean up for you now?"

The endless sighed "not my mess I'm afraid..but another's"

The girl rolled her eyes and sighed.

"So what else is new...fine What happened this time? A realm accidentally collapsed in on itself?, another endless broke his Wi-Fi password by adding too many six's again?"

The endless chuckled at the mention of some of the more.. interesting reasons that she had been called upon, but he shook his head and said.

"No, I'm afraid not Nerozika, this time an actual threat-and an actual pest is in need of some swatting."

This caused the girl now identified as Nerozika to tilt her head, her eyes now filling with curiosity and slight interest.

"Hmm..so you actually got a reason to call me this time?" She asked

The Endless nodded.

"My incompetent Endless allies lost track and allowed one of their pet time-turners to get free, this one decided it would be fun to fuck up the timelines and wage war against the nine realms of Hell itself" he stated.

Now, THIS got the girl's attention as she said.

"Well I'll be fucking damned, a full-fledged time Turner eh? And against the Hell realms..does he know what kinda firepower he is up against?" Asked the girl in slight disbelief.

The Endless shook his head.

"His forces are impressive and span multiple era's, but he has severely underestimated what a primordial species such as demons can and WILL do during a war." He said.

"Is Vivitullus still in charge?" Asked the girl now sitting in her floating shield.

The Endless flinched then said.

"No, a lot has happened since you last awoke Nero, most of the Gods-minor and major are now dead-two beings nearly unmatched by any mortal and even immortals in power, have reappeared after eons of hiding, and have recruited, several powerful beings from different realms-and the god of chaos and ruin, Shad assisted the Hell-lord Vivitullus in creating what was to be his weapon, and from where she would assist in uprooting the current gods from their thrones..but he was a fool, Vivitullus underestimated his weapons sense of justice and vengeance, and he paid for it with his very essence of existence...Shad's son the demigod Abaddon..then killed not only him but most of the Gods with the very weapons the Gods made" he stated.

Nerozika was shocked-speechless even, she was the Queen of the void, the wrath of the endless in the flesh!.

And it had been countless Eon's since she had been left speechless.

Then she laughed.

First, it was a giggle, then a full-fledged breath-taking level howl.

"Well fuck me...this is some news if I ever heard them!" She said after a few moments.

The Endless only smiled sadly.

"So..do you need me to wrangle down this Timeturner?" She then asked

The Endless nodded.

"Yes, go to the ninth plain of Hell, assist those in charge- their good people-for demons anyway and assist them, in stopping this time-turner." The Endless stated.

The Queen of the void thought for a moment then smiled.

"Oh, why the fuck not...I need some excitement and I wanna see how the realms have been since the Gods have been killed," She stated

The Endless smiled.

And Nerozika, Queen of the void and wrath of the endless, made originally to merely assist the Endless, but would become an exterminator in her own right.

Smiled back.

(Author's note: I'm trying to make it here that whenever the time-turner speaks-you wish for him to just shut up XD.)

(Another note:

Profile on Nerozika: Nerozika is a being originally made by the endless for meek tasks "around the house tasks" basically even though she possessed a power that could give even minor and non-minor gods trouble, she is always seen with her floating indestructible shield...heavily implied by her conversation shown above she is quite frustrated with the endless and the Gods and higher beings as a whole.)