Finding Sin

Smoke rose above the ruble of the once great city, clouding the pink skies with it's poison. Daren stood on a near by hill, watching as the fires slowly began to die down. No souls survived the attack, there was little to nothing left to even indicate that there was life only moments ago. He grit his teeth in frustration. He was too late. . .Well, almost.
His eyes caught a small movement below. It was only but a strange movement of a single stone, but it was all Daren needed to pinpoint the location of the demon responsible.
Pein.
He wasted no more time. Within an instant, Daren appeared on the spot, unsurprised when he saw the demon waiting for him with a malicious grin on his face.
"Well, well. They send pretty boy to come and investigate? Tisk, tisk, you would think that they would protect their greatest asset more." The demon said, leaning away from the wall to walk around Daren.
Daren, however, was not phased in the slightest by Pein's mocking. "I am more than capable of handling myself, demon. I would be far more concerned about your safety."
The demon prince paused, the grin growing to a full out smile as brought his hands out. "Come then, Daren. Let's dance-"
Pein's sentence was cut abruptly short with an '-oof' as the back of Daren's blade slammed into his midsection. He quickly recovered and swung his claw tipped hand at Daren. He narrowly missed the attack, and spun on his heel, brining his sword around towards the demon's neck.
Pein was immediately gone from his side just before it connected.
Daren returned to his ready stance, his eyes searching for any signs of the demon. "Well, hell's seven rings, you can actually fight, angel boy." The voice reverberated off the valley, making it near impossible to find the origin.
"Are you playing games, demon? I thought your kind always finished fast."
A laugh bounced all around him. "You have no idea what you just said, my friend. We never finish fast, we like to take it slow."
The wind shifted above him. He instantly brought his blade up above in time to catch Pein's attack. He was expecting the demon to retreat once more, but he proved otherwise. Pein rallied quickly, sending another strike towards Daren's chest. He had just enough time to tilt away from the worst of the damage, but the attack hit true, scratching across his chest until it embedded deep into his shoulder. But Daren felt no pain. Without hesitation, Daren took hold of the demon by his neck and lifted him easily off the ground. For a split second, shock registered across the sharp red of the demon's eyes but it was gone as quickly as it appeared.
"I would absolutely love to continue to play with you, chicken wings, but alas i have an appointment to keep. And, you have to get to Pompeii, I hear your darling sin is there."
Daren froze. Could he be talking about . . . her? 
His grip tightened around the demons throat, his eyes never revealing the reaction he had upon the possible location of the demon he had been tracking.
It did not matter though, Daren's hesitation caused Pein to slip out of his grasp and land a solid blow to Daren's face.
Stars danced around his vision as he stumbled away.
"Go now, angel. Go after your little, temptress."
And he was gone, leaving Daren alone to regain his wits.
If what the demon said was true, then he was close. And soon, he would have the demonesses head on a spike and the world would be safe.
He turned his gaze back up to the sky. The sun had set and no stars dared shine their light on this city.
He had been too late to stop this massacre, but he would redeem himself by killing the one thing that would be responsible for the end.
His temptation.