Awakening

"Unleash the new fury against them all."

Roland had ran outside, ignoring his brother's command. The coyote kept running after the hooded figure who seemed to take off into the park. Roland stopped and looked around, hoping to find the stranger. He tightened his grips on Dawn and Dusk as his own anger was beginning to take control.

"Do you know that you will fall, just like your parents," the voice called out. "Why don't you come out and I'll make you fall," Roland retorted loudly. The voice laughed and said, "Foolish child. You, a weakling. Against I, a demon? Your bravery is admirable, but foolish. And you will die for your mistakes." A loud cry was heard, and Roland recognized as the one the creatures made. Soon, the coyote became surrounded by the creatures. Once the boy had gotten a better look, the creatures looked like some sort of hellhound, except that it had some weird looking armor on its legs and head. Roland raised his guns as the monster began to circle around him. One of the creatures took a pounce at Roland, only to be shot down as the coyote turned fast enough to avoid being killed.

Back at the store, Marcus tried to run after his brother, but he was stopped by Will. "What are you doing, old man? Let me go," Marcus said as Will grabbed him. "It's not worth your life to risk going after him," the gorilla said as he fought to stop the wolf. "That's my little brother out there! Get off me," Marcus snapped as he elbowed Will and ran off with his hunting rifle. The elder primate held his nose, only to see that he wasn't that badly hurt enough to start bleeding.

Annabeth had returned from the back of the store, only to see Marcus run off. "Where is he going," the fox asked. As he checked his nose, Will replied, "He went after Roland." Hearing this, Annabeth went back to the counter and grabbed a handgun as well as a few loaded magazines. The fox ran out of the store to help Roland and Marcus. But as she ran, Will ran as well, but he stopped at the door. "Annabeth, wait! Oh, dear..."

The coyote dodged as another one of the monsters tried to leap on him. Rolling out of the way, the boy looked to see that the creatures kept chasing him. Roland reloaded his guns as kept running. After placing the barrel back in its place, Roland took aim and shot two of the creatures that headed his way. "What the hell is going on," he asked himself. Whatever it was, Roland knew that all of the recent events had to do something with his parents. Thinking to himself, the coyote had came up with an answer. "Wait. That bastard said he was a demon. That means these things are demons as well. Which means...Shit, they're here for Marcus and me."

"Correct," the voice said. Roland turned quickly to see the hooded figure standing only a few feet from him. The boy aimed his guns at the stranger and said, "What do you want from us?" With a dark chuckle, the stranger said, "It is not what I want. It is what my superior wants. And he wants your blood." Cocking the hammer on both pistols, Roland asked, "Why?" The figure chuckled again and responded, "You have special blood in your veins, boy. The mixed blood of a demon and an angel. You possess a rare strain of DNA that can only come from those of Heaven and Hell." Roland's eyes widened upon remembering he was a hybrid. Taking some thought, he felt guilty. It was because of his own blood that his parents were dead.

The stranger then said, "A unique individual is what my superior thinks. In my own opinion, you're an abomination never meant to be created. Face your end." Finishing his sentence, the cloaked figure unsheathed a sword. The stranger rushed foward and swung his weapon. Roland was quick enough to dodge. Turning quickly, he began to fire, only to fail as the demon blocked every bullet with his sword. Getting close, the figure unleashed a front kick, knocking the coyote away through a wooden fence and to the nearby park. Roland groaned as he tried to recover, and as he stood up, he saw the stranger walking towards him.

Marcus ran after the source of the gunshots, and managed to make it in time as the stranger was walking towards Roland. The wolf took aim with his rifle and fired. Unfortunately, the stranger was quick enough to turn and deflect the bullet elsewhere. "Damn," Marcus cursed as he loaded another bullet.

Annabeth was watching as both brothers had tried to kill the stranger, but they had failed in their efforts. Just before she could move, the fox felt someone grabbing her. She turned fast enough to see Emilio putting a finger against his beak, signaling for her to hush. "Emilio," Annabeth said in a loud whisper. "Everything will be fine. I'll handle him," the elder owl said. "Hurry. He's getting close to Roland," the fox said in a worried tone. Looking towards the park, Emilio saw the stranger getting closer to his student. Taking one of the swords he brought, he gave another to Annabeth and said, "Take one of these. Stay here and be careful. Remember what I taught you." The fox nodded her head and said, "Yes, Master."

The stranger had ran towards Roland. Just before he could even put up a guard, Roland was picked up by his neck by the stranger's left hand. The coyote managed to push away the hood during his struggle to free himself, revealing the stranger to be a gila monster. The reptile let out a sinister laugh as he began to choke the boy. The gila monster taunted, "You're just like your father. Pathetic."

"My father was a great man," Roland managed to say despite being choked. Shaking his head, the reptile replied, "No. He was a traitor and a coward. He deserved to die. Give him my regards when you see him." Feeling his life slipping away, the coyote closed his eyes as death began to take him away.

"Back to the hellfire where you belong," Emilio said as he swung his sword at the gila monster. However, without even turning, the reptile knocked away the old bird with one strike of his right hand. "Emilio," Roland said as some oxygen came back into his lungs. The coyote grew concerned when he saw Marcus running towards him. "Let him go," his brother yelled as he sprinted towards him. The gila monster let out a agitated grunt as picked up Emilio and tossed him at the wolf. The bird collided with Marcus and both men were on the ground. Roland became angry upon seeing his brother and master hurt. "Stop," the boy growled furiously. Unfortunate, the gila monster's attention had become refocused on the coyote and began to choke him again.

All of a sudden, gunshots rang out, and both the reptile and the coyote looked to see Annabeth firing her gun. There were a few whizzes that flew by. "Annabeth, no," Roland tried to shout out, but it was not sounded out as the gila monster's grip had tightened. "Your friends are foolish," the reptile said with an evil smile. The coyote's eyes widened as the reptile raised his hand. Instantly, a shot of electricity flowed through his hand and shot out towards the fox. Roland managed to shout, "Annabeth!" Too late. The shot had struck her, and the fox let out a cry of pain as she fell to the floor. Upon seeing her fall, the gila monster laughed. Roland's eyes began to fill with tears as he saw the unconcious bodies of his brother, master, and girlfriend.

Roland closed his eyes as he clenched his fists tightly. He felt helpless. So much pain and rage flowed through his mind. The people he cared most about in this world were gone. He wanted everything to stop. Time, life, everything. He never felt so much anger going through his body. Deep down, he felt like something kept clawing at him, demanding to be released. He could no longer hold it. As he had taken his toll as his world crumbled around him, a voice within him spoke.

"Unleash your demon."

"STOP!"

Roland had screamed out his pain as he opened his eyes. The gila monster was shocked upon seeing the boy's grey eyes turning into a blood red. Fearing for his life, he disappeared to a farther distance, and witnessed the birth of a demon. As the coyote touched the ground, he raised his head and let out a ear-splitting howl. Looking at his hands, Roland saw fire beginning to sprout from his palms. He balled his hands into fists, and soon the fire began to spread all over him, encasing the boy in flames.

After being completely covered in fire, Roland picked up the sword Emilio dropped, and began to walk towards the gila monster. The reptile shouted to his minions, "Kill him!" Immediately, many of the hellhound-like creatures began to rush towards Roland. One by one, they pounced, only to be killed as Roland swung his sword. The blade had cut through each monster with ease.

Seeing his minions being killed off, the gila monster shouted, "Kill him, damn it! Give him everything you have!" Taking their command, all of the creatures attacked all at once. As they jumped towards him, they somehow began to slow down. Taking his chance, Roland crouched, closed his eyes, and clenched his fists once more. The creatures began to get closer as the coyote began to summon all his newlyfound power. Just as they reached him, Roland opened eyes, threw his arms out, and screamed. The flames covering his body blew from his body like an explosion. As the fire reached each creature, it had incinerated each demon to a crisp. They had become nothing but ashes.

The stranger had become filled with fear. He had never seen an attack like that before in his entire life. One person had eliminated an entire brigade of hellhounds with just one simple move. The gila monster couldn't believe it. As the flames died down, he saw the boy looking at the ground. A red fire-like aura began to emit for the boy. The reptile had taken one step back, and the coyote's gaze had become fixed on the gila monster. He raised his sword and pointed at the scared lizard. In a dark, menacing voice that had an echo to it, Roland simply said, "You're next." The stranger felt as if he shouldn't be there. In an instant, he left in a burst of flames.

Roland began to laugh like a madman upon seeing the reptile's cowardice. He fell on his knees and continued to laugh as he stared into the sky. As he finished his laughter, the coyote said, "I will reign hell on those responsible for all of this." He then felt the new power beginning to leave him. The aura died down and his red eyes had returned to their grey. Suddenly, it became too much for him to bear. Roland began to black out. His vision fading, the last thing he remembered seeing were three figures running towards him. As he passed out he muttered,

"Mom...Dad..."

Author's Note: Crap. I kinda hate it when I make these chapters short, but I somehow manage to capture the what the chapter's about in just under or a bit more than 2,000 words. I hoped you liked this one, and there are more to come. Until then, see ya!

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