A/N: A collaborated DW story by Sorrow and Dani. We seriously hope you like. Dani told Sorrow that she had to write a good death scene. We got bored. This happened. Hope You Like. XD
Chaos
No one knew what was happening. There was blood everywhere. People were screaming. It was total Chaos.
Shadows everywhere; glimpses of the unknown.
Someone screamed next to Chelsea, but she could not. She was frozen with fear of what was about to happen.
Ben - Chelsea's best friend - dashed off without a word. He ran towards the double doors of the school that offered sanctuary from the bloodshed.
"Ben!" yelled Chelsea.
He didn't turn around. He didn't stop - just sped up towards the doors. Something hit the small of his back and he fell head over heels.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw the monster; Purplish scaly skin, dark grey eyes, his mouth three times Ben's head, filled with razor sharp teeth almost the same length as his forearm.
Ben screamed as he looked past the… the… demon. There were six of them!
The demon stalked forward, baring its teeth. It'd been chasing its dinner around all day, but this time, this time the mouse was in the trap.
Chelsea tried to run forward - to save him - anything - but she knew she'd be too late. The terror in Ben's eyes was evident; he was seeing something she couldn't see.
She could count about four or five shadows flitting after various people, but never once did she get to see a single detail of what ever those various people could.
Can they only be seen before death? She wondered.
The demon reached forward and picked up Ben by his ankle. It then grabbed his throat with his other hand and pulled.
Instead of Ben's head being snapped off, his leg went flying away, accompanied by a sickening scream.
Pure agony coursed through Ben's body. He felt as though he was on fire.
The demon growled sadly - as if it didn't want the leg to leave - then it suddenly chased after it - like a dog fetching a stick, with Ben still in his grasp.
Ben yelled in shock and pain at the sudden movement, but then he felt another tearing sensation.
Another of the Demon's had seen Ben and tried to grab his arm, but that's all he got as the first Demon still had a firm hold on his throat.
His head was swimming; he couldn't think straight and his vision was starting to cloud over.
Then he was gone. Gone to a place he didn't yet know. He knew though, why he was there.
It was because he was dead.
THE END!
A/N: Well? Did she manage the death scene?
