I couldn't believe my own eyes. I blinked several times before I realized he wasn't going away. The fire that danced across his fingertips was a bright blue that glowed with intensity. His eyes, a dark grey, danced mischievously. Flamewizardmon, standing at about six feet tall-not including the hat-had come to my rescue. For some reason.
Vajramon snorted and stomped the ground, irritated. "This does not concern you." He said. "Be on your way." Vajramon moved to attack once more, and again got a ball of blue flame right in the face. I suppressed the urge to laugh, seeing as how that would get me killed for sure. Vajramon looked furious. He turned his attention to Flamewizardmon, ready to attack.
Without thinking, I sprang to my feet, grabbed flamewizardmons wrist and sprinted down the street, pulling him behind me. I felt rather than heard Vajramons shout of anger as it rang across the street and throughout the ground and buildings, making them shake and causing light posts to fall to the ground. I could hear him thundering after us. I could vaguely hear Flamewizardmon telling me to let him go. But I couldn't. I couldn't watch him die.
We turned right onto west 2nd st. and ran headfirst into a girl about 5' 3", knocking her to the ground, and tumbling after her. "Oww" said a very familiar female voice. I looked toward her and got the distinct smell of fruit loops. Strawberry blonde hair was clipped behind her head in a carnation hair clip. Bronze eyes starred angrily at me from under neatly kept eyebrows.
"What the heck?!" She demanded, her bronze eyes flashing. "Don't you know to watch where you're going?"
"Sorry. I was in a hurry." I apologized. I knew her from somewhere but couldn't put my finger on it. She looked to be about thirteen, fourteen maybe. She was dressed in an Evanescence t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and converse high tops. A Skillet bracelet hung on her wrist and a thin chain dangled from her neck.
"A hurry? What could be so important that you're mowing people down?" She demanded. Just then Vajramon rounded the corner, spears poised to attack. "Oh. I see." The girl said in a small voice, her eyes going wide. I scrambled to my feet, ready to grab the girl's wrist and run if things proved fatal. But she was one her feet and walking towards Vajramon before I could stop her. Something was in her hand.
Suddenly, I realized that Flamewizardmon wasn't standing next to me anymore. I glanced around me, and spotted him crouched hunter style on top of a light post. How did he get up there? To my knowledge he couldn't fly. And climbing it was almost impossible.
A high pitched whistling pierced my ears, and my attention was drawn back to Vajramon and the girl. I knew who she was but her name escaped me. The wind had picked up, blowing dirt and leaves everywhere. The street was unusually empty. A fitting battle scene. If only it wouldn't be over in less than a minute.
The whistling was getting louder. The wind was getting faster and storm clouds were rolling in. The girl, all fear erased, looked fierce and powerful. A flash of lightning illuminated the two figures before me, showing the shadows momentarily. But something was off. There were three shadows.