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Chapter 11

The Slave Master Part 2

The fangs of Basilesk and the burning spear collided into each other, creating a huge explosion. Dust and debris scattered everywhere and Marissa was sent flying to the wall. Once the debris settled down, Abbadon was still standing with a grin on his face. The Basilesk and the spear were laying next to each other, across from both Abbadon and Marissa's positions.

"Pff, lucky throw." Abaddon started walking towards the spear, but Marissa dashed forward and grabbed Basilesk. She then went into an offensive stance, swinging Basilesk above her head to get some momentum.

"I'm not letting you take the spear again. This time, you're going empty-handed." Marissa swung Basilesk in a horizontal swing, but Abaddon easily jumped over it as if it was a jump rope.

"You're gonna have to do better than that, girl. Whatever, it's my..." Abaddon stood where he was. Basilesk's 4 fangs were lodged into Abaddon's shoulders, white fire spilling out from the supposed "wound". Silence was settling in the room until Marissa spoke.

"How did you...take control of this kid's body?" Marissa gripped firmly on her Basilesk handle and glanced at Abaddon.

Even though he was bitten, Abaddon showed no emotion whatsoever. "Hmmm, how should I say this? I didn't really "take control" of his body until he asked for my name. Actually...he was meditating for my name. He was just sitting wherever he was, and just started calling me. I heard, and I answered. There, does that answer your question?" Abaddon narrowed his eyes towards Marissa.

"Not really...but..."

Inside the mind of Will/Abaddon

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It's so dark and hot in here. It seems like I'm in a black room with a huge bonfire-like place in the middle that acts like some kind of light source. The walls were black, the floor was black...everything was black. I walked towards the bonfire but 2 feet away the heat was unbearable. I was sweating like crazy, and my clothes are getting soaked. I stepped back from the bonfire, but I bumped into something...or someone. When I turned around, I saw a cloaked figure standing right in front of me.

His cloak was white with red embroidery which was stitched together through the sleeves and edges of the cloak. The cowl of the cloak covered the figure's face completely, but in his hands was the spear that I used. The design was COMPLETELY different from my spear though.

The spear head was now burning like white fire. The handle was all red with white fire that spiraled along the handle. And at the end of the spear was 4 burning, white spikes that curved outward.

"Who are you?" I just stood there, staring at his covered face. For some reason, I felt like I knew who he/she was. Nah, maybe that was my imagination. The cloaked figure chuckled.

"You don't know who I am? Please, you're making me feel bad." The cloaked figure had a combination of a high-pitched voice and a deep voice. Weird. Anyways, he started advancing slowly towards me, spear in his hand. When I noticed that my spear wasn't with me, I held up my fists, ready to defend myself from his attack, even though I was...unarmed.

"Dude, I'm not joking. I don't know you. I feel like I do, but I don't. Just tell me who you are!" The cloaked figure stopped where he was 3 feet away from me, and sighed.

"Yep, that's gonna poke a hole through my hollow heart. Fine, I'll introduce myself. I am Abaddon, a demon who has the infinite control of intense, white fire. I'm here, in YOUR mind, because someone here called for me."

"Wait, did you say in MY mind?" That's the craziest thing I've EVER HEARD! Being in your own mind with someone else inside?

Abaddon slapped his hand on his covered face. "Yes, in YOUR mind. If you don't even know about this, why am I even here? Pff, I'm wasting my time with a first timer." Abaddon spun around and started to walk somewhere, when I yelled out in a loud voice.

"WAIT! Did you say someone HERE called for your name? Is that someone...me?" I pointed myself for emphasis, but I got my answer from his high/low chuckle.

"That's right buddy. It seems like you want to go home so badly, that you would do ANYTHING to get home. Even ask for a demon that would kill his master just by meeting him." I gulped at that remark. "I want to see how you fight. If you can make me spill a single drop of blood from any part of my body, then I'll think of...helping you."

I stared at his back. "And what if I lose?"

Abaddon turned around and I suddenly saw his mouth. He smirked. "I'll just take your body as my own then."My spear suddenly dropped out of the sky and was placed on my hand. "Now, be prepared for anything that I do, okay? My good chum." Abaddon's cloak burned off in a miraculous white and red flare and the heat in the dark room suddenly rose up. And man, Abaddon looks freaky.

His height looked approximately 5'11? He had red pants with white flames billowing out from the tiny spaces of his pants. He had no shirt on, so you could see his abs and packs pretty well. He was light-brown skinned and had 2 huge, white scars that streaked diagonally across his shoulder to his pelvis, which looked like an X-marked scar. His arms were lean built, with bone-like spikes sticking out of his elbows and shoulders. His face was grotesque though. Instead of both of his eyes being existant, instead were 2 bone-like spikes protruding out of his eye sockets, and white flames were spilling out from the crevice. He had white hair which went down to his eyebrows and his mouth was raised to a huge grin. Obviously, flames were spilling from his mouth as well.

"Were you suspecting a more bigger demon? Don't worry, this isn't my true form." Abaddon brought out his flaming spear and stomped it on the ground. "Ready?"

I used both of my hands to handle my spear and raised it in an offensive posture. "As ready as can be." And thus, we charged.

Now I know that weapon deadlocks are determined from one's strength and size, but with fire billowing from his spear, it wasn't long before I let go of the deadlock. Not a good idea. Abaddon held his spear in a horizontal position and bashed it squarely into my stomach and quickly did a 360 degree spin with his spear, which knocked me back ALMOST close to that bonfire. And with the added sweltering heat, I'm already wearing down, fast.

"What, giving up already? Come on, I'm just gettin started!" Abaddon was grinning like crazy, and was spinning his spear around in a professional way.

"This heat! It's not fair! You can take the heat, but I can't!" I charged at him but he frickin sidestepped me really quick.

"Oh, it's not fair! Boohoo, I'm dying from the sun! Oh no! SHUT UP ALREADY! If being called from an idiot was bad, being called from a whiner is even worse! Just be a man and fight! When in a battle, use your environment to your advantage! It's called strategy, okay!?" Abaddon spun his spear above his head, and with a yell, smashed it into the ground. The ground cracked and white flames started to burst forth from the ground, heading towards me.

I siderolled to the left and dashed quickly towards Abaddon. I threw my spear like a javelin towards Abaddon but quickly jumped and locked both my ankles to the handle. With a grunt, I spun my body around, making the spear do the same, and I suddenly turned into a whirling human body with a spear. I don't know what just happened, but I was suddenly sent sprawling on the ground.

"Hahaha! Oh man, this is NOT WORTH MY TIME! Come on, kid! Can't you do anything better? I might as well just take your body right now!" Abaddon dashed towards me, a burst of flames being created behind Abaddon's feet.

"Never! I'll never let you take my body! I'll defeat you...HERE AND NOW!" I dashed towards him as well. It seemed like the world was slowing down. Abaddon's spear was burning a bright white, blinding my eyes but I still kept my spear in front of me.

BANG!

My spear and his spear collided into each other and a huge white explosion engulfed both of us. I must be getting delirious after every second, but I heard laughing and more laughing, until my entire head started to fill with maniacal laughter. And then I blacked out...

Outside Will/Abaddon's mind

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Marissa didn't know what just happened, but Abaddon was acting all weird now. Abaddon broke out of Basilesk's grip, but now he's started going mentally insane, muttering words of "Damn you!" and "Oh no you're not!" He's even started to move around like a demented person, bumping into walls and stuff. And then all was silent. Abaddon fell to his knees with his head bent down. It looked as if his body went limp. Then the body stirred.

"Uhhh..." Will's body started to get up.

"Okay...you okay? You may need a chill pill." Marissa started to swing her Basilesk when a painful feeling went to her hands. In pure shock she saw what it was. Abaddon thrusted his spear into her handle, piercing through her palms and the handle of Basilesk. Blood was dripping madly from her handle and she found herself against the wall.

"A chill pill? Hehehe, not anymore." Abaddon grabbed Marissa's throat and swung her body behind him, creating a massive explosion in the process. Abaddon took the spear out of the wall, which was stained with blood. Looking behind him, when the dust dissipated, Marissa's body was slouched from the wall, and she was holding her hand crying.

"Ah, that was fun! Now that I defeated Will and took over his body, now I'll be able to kill...YOU." Abaddon spun his spear above his head and slammed it into the ground, white flames bursting out of the cracks from the ground. Or...it was supposed to.

Marissa closed her eyes, getting ready to meet her fate from Abaddon's wrath, but she felt nothing. She risked a peek and saw an amazing scene right in front of her. A huge great sword was exposed out of Abaddon's stomach, and actual blood started to spill out of the wound. Although Marissa's hand was bleeding like mad, she still had the energy to stand up and cry a little more, before she fell down to the ground.

Abaddon coughed up white blood and looked behind him. There was Robert McKinley, wearing a smirk on his face. Abaddon's eyes went wide, and said in a low voice. "It's you..."

Robert raised his finger to his own lips. "Shhh, don't tell anyone." And with that, Robert took his great sword out of Abaddon's body, and slashed diagonally across his back, blood spraying out. With a grunt, Will's body fell down next to Marissa's body. Robert looked around and saw the destruction of the throne room of Ueda.

"Wow, all this destruction just to save the slaves? Hmm..." Robert paced to the middle of the huge room. Darrel came through the entrance and looked at Robert in a strange way.

"Y'know, we're gonna have ta get Will's body ta recova, y'know?" Robert nodded his head in silence. The silence was interrupted when both Robert and Darrel heard a scuffling sound near them. When they turned their head, they saw Lie Tsu, Mao Tsu, a lady, and many other prisoners running towards them.

"Hey Mama, here's the other people! Hi peoples!" Mao Tsu waved his hand while having a happy grin on his face. Lie Tsu smirked while Xing Tsu giggled. The prisoners were talking to each other excitedly and screaming hallelujahs and the like. Once they got to Robert and Darrel, they saw what happened to the place. And they were stone-still when they saw Will and Marissa's body laying there, blood being made into pools.

Robert turned around towards them, and with a serious face and voice said, "We're gonna have to stay here in Ueda Village for a while." No one replied.

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A/N: I'm so sorry everyone! I had writer's block or something, or maybe I was lazy, i dunno. Sorry to keep you guys waiting. But anyhow, I don't think I really did good on this chapter...at all. I'm gonna have to improve. .

But anyways, hope you liked the duel between Will and Abaddon. And would Will ever recover from his physical and mental damages?

Hope you guys would continue reading my story. :D

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