Chapter 9
Elliott and I walked out the door and we ended up running into one of the imps, that had casted the spell.
"She shall die, she shall" the imp chanted and in response it head was cut clean off and by the time its body hit the ground the now very dead imp had turned to ash and blown away in the wind. Elliott starred at it and then dragged me off, I fallowed somewhat unwilling, but really did not have a choice in the matter. Grumbling and glaring the whole way I finally asked
"Why are you even helping me in the first place or finding an excuse to help me" I glared suspiciously.
"Because for some strange, ominous reason I've fallen in love with you and I can see that you have to though you can't see it quiet yet" he stated with all playfulness gone from his face. His beautiful amberish-golden brown eyes once so self-assured, now filled with hints of losing hope but filling with a new found determination:
A loud bang echoed through the skies as thunder started to sound, as the real battle is about to begin. The battle for two not meant to be lovers, clash with each other to find the hidden truths. Will ones love prevail though one be mortal and as the other is clearly not, a battle of hate and love.
"Pff! I DO… NOT LOVE YOU!" I yelled back furious as to his accusations
"If you didn't then why did you have to stop and pause, why haven't you tried killing me if you really hated me as much as you say you wouldn't accept my help, you would push me away and try to kill me" he yelled, the rain had picked up, dancing as the thunder rolled upon midnight sky. I didn't know what to say to what he had just proclaimed, was he right? Or was he wrong? I was getting so confused, when had I lost myself in my own mind, when did he know me more then I did myself or when did I even start thinking that he did? So full of questions but they have to be answered later I thought
"Elliott.. you win this argument for now, we need to save my friends" I sighed in a bitter defeat. He only smiled
"I already know where they are and so do you these aren't the smartest of the imps I've faced in fact they are damn near the dumbest, there base has got to be the café you all worked at"
"Then what are we waiting for lets go" I yelled all ready on my way as I left him in his thoughts. When he heard me yell and dash off he quickly snapped out of his thoughts and was by my side in a second "you do realize that after I get them back this little truce is over right?" I breathed
"That's fine for now" he laughed, Where did he get the confidence from I wondered as we had arrived at the door of the café, before I could even think if we should go through another entrance he kicked down the door, what an entrance right, heroic, yeah true but also very loud and stupid he had who ever might have been off guard fully on guard. They had all gathered at the door snarling and bearing there fangs like a bunch of wild beasts, luckily Aida, Matt, and Vincent weren't there. I took out my dagger ready to fight as Elliott sunk into his own fighting stance, the horde of imps charged, all in an instant the battle was won, there bodies blurred at least before they fell to the floor and dissipating to dust, heads flew, blood splattered, and screamed filled my head as each imp fell, the smell was horrible the disintegrating flesh, the evaporating blood, the sound of there bones cracking from a little flick of Elliott's wrist how could he so easily do this and have such an emotionless face. The last imp fell and turned to dust. Breathing heavily I breathed
"We have to kill the one who cast the spell right so how do we know who it is and were?"
"Well it could be the extremely pissed looking one right there" Elliott pointed at a , well an extremely pissed looking Imp as reference and Aida, Matt, and Vincent were right behind him. Looking as zombie like as ever. Cackling with a voice that made you'd want to kill anyone on the spot he sent them after us, and being the zombies that they now were they obeyed. As we tried to dodge to get around and get the head imp they slid into our path, raising there arms that I know noticed had huge knives in there hands, and were aimed at our vital parts. Elliott quickly grabbed me by the waist and got me out of the way and whispered "I'll keep them busy you get the head imp" and ran off. He was surprisingly easy to kill, as he was so interested as his marionette zombies hence my friends attacked Elliott I just basically stabbed him and down he went. In complete shock as he turned to dust and my friends collapsed I also fainted, all I heard as my world went black was Elliott's hushed voice "Don't worry they're alright" I awoke to find a silent room and each of my friends tucked in sleeping happily, Aida, Matt, and Vincent were all back but Elliott was gone was this what it meant to be in love to feel this hole when the other person was gone if it was going to be this painful then I didn't want it. Why did this feeling suddenly start bubbling up is this the realization, No he has to be wrong this has got to be something else, maybe I'm just upset I didn't get to thank him properly. That has got to be and this warm feeling has got to be just, relief that the others are back safe and sound. Matt yawned and sat up rubbing his eyes, how I missed those bright emerald eyes.
"How did I get here" he grumbled sleepily. I smiled and laughed and then did the first thing in my head I beat the crap out of him for not believing me, awakening the whole neighborhood, not like it mattered right it was morning after all.
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