When did he?...He couldn't remember a mutter, even a flare of the eye when he had lunged for the book. How in the world did he trap him in the illusion without some sort of visual give-away? He slowly tried to calm himself a she closed his eyes and stood still, ignoring the monologue Apirus was now starting. He did have to to give the demon some credit; Being a demon lord it was very possible such things as casting high level incantations without even batting an eye was second nature. It was most likely at the instant he had made a quick glance at his eyes before diving, at that instant Apirus knew what he was thinking, and quickly threw him into an illusion.

If this was true, even half true, he was not prepared for this fight. Looking up at his cold red eyes, full of limitless blood lust and simple evil, he was definitely not ready for this fight. He could stand a chance if he could only get into his spiritual form. If that happened he would no longer have to worry about his mortality for a while, and focus on offense instead of defense. Simply defending would get him nowhere, and both he and Apirus knew that. Although the demon would like nothing more than for the fox to keep dodging his attacks and nothing more, more play time for him. Dusk's eyes widened suddenly, as he almost gasped out loud. That was it.

Apirus's smirk returned, as he vanished once more, dashing towards the fox with a sudden claw appearing from his hand.

"Come on now, you thinkers bore me to no end!" Dusk was barely able to duck backwards in time, before his head was slashed to bits. Apirus however stopped behind him, turned to face the wall, and before Dusk could react, launched a powerful straight kick to his back. The white kitsune went flying through the gaping hole in the wall, and landed hardly on the shimmering green grass. He cursed under his breathe, before attempting to support himself. He glanced over, seeing he fox slowly walking over. Taking his time. Now that he thought about it, he was probably waiting for an excuse to turn into his real form; That would explain why he wasn't attacking with full force and was only kicking him around. He was waiting, hoping Dusk would use some sort of last resort to destroy him, have it fail and in turn him have an excuse to rip off the outer shell. Just like the illusion.

"...You've always been the insane, playful sadistic one Apirus...always have been, even back to ancient times." Apirus chuckled as he reached him, leaned down and pulled him up in front of him by his neck.

"How bout that? You've read the ancient scriptures to find out about me, I'm honored." Dusk let out a single chuckle.

"You and the other three."

"Heh, well of course. Can't have one without the others..." He lifted Dusk higher, just as there was a sound, and Dusk's blue eyes scanned down to the demons left hand. It had a dark blue and purple energy forming in it's center, expanding outward and eventually becoming the size of a basketball. Pieces of blue electricity sparked around it every few seconds, as he held it back behind him, no doubt going to ram Dusk in the torso with it. "...Now...I was hoping you'd be more fun and try to fight back, so I could have an excuse to show you my true form...but it looks like your to weak and too dumb to try and fight anymore." His eyes started sparking dangerously. "Oh well, if your so eager to die I'd be happy to oblige..." There was a silence as the black energy orb was brought back, and the whole world seemed to freeze temporarily as the two store at each other. "Oh well, It can't be helped, after I kill you I'll go use my need to kill with my true form on that local town...everybody wins."

"Over my dead body!" Both Apirus and Dusk turned at once, and then there was a loud bang, instantly accompanied by the black fox's head exploding as his body let go of Dusk and went flying backwards twenty feet before landing with a loud thud against the ground, in a spread eagle from motionless. Dusk had fallen on his butt, and he blinked as he turned and went slack jaw. There was Jeremy. Holding an automatic shot gun in one hand and holding the other against his side triumphantly. Dusk stuttered a few times, wonder where the hell he had been, who the people standing behind him where, and how in the hell, in all the universe, how and where, and more importantly what age his kid brother had learned how to use a semi-automatic rifle.

"...J...Jeremy?..." The younger fox smiled and nodded.

"Yeah?" Dusk could only blink and gawk.

"Where'd you learn to-"

"War is hell bro..." He reloaded the shot gun and snapped it back shut with one hand. "War is hell." Dusk raised an eyebrow but shoved it off.
"Right..." His gaze drifted to the small group of people behind him, and his other eyebrow raised as well. There behind him where the other former members of Jeremy's small gang of freedom fighters.

"Oww, that wasn't very nice..." Al looked back and their attention again focused on the black fox, who's body had gotten up, and who's globs that where once a head where now reforming themselves above the gaping hole that was the neck. Dusk frowned and Jeremy looked a little surprised as well as freaked out. His friends even more so, having not been warned at all about this at all. His face was now fully reformed as he cracked his neck with a few more painful cracks and smirked as looked over the reinforcements, particularly the shrimp who blew him away. "Don't you know brats shouldn't play with guns?" Jeremy cockily gave his own smirk, as he slapped the bottom of the shot gun against his left palm.

"I'm not a kid, I'm a kid who's gonna kick your demon ass...(cocks gun again)" Apirus frowned, but his smirk soon returning. He leaned forward, ready launch forward once more, as a large identical energy field surrounded his body like it did blue for Dusk, but his was dark purple.

"Very well then, come on then. This is getting boring, let's end it..." Dusk got up from his spot on the ground and chuckled as he joined himself next to Jeremy, as did the other 4 freedom fighters.

"Bring it on Apirus...even a demon lord like you can't fend off five at once, one way or another we'll find a way through, and you'll be history." Apirus' smirk only grew as he looked at the ground and chuckled.

"...Really now? Well...I'll just have to make it so I have no blind spots..." Dusk's eyes widened, as the fox stood still, looking at the ground and shaking every few seconds. That was his excuse then, five on one. Dusk cursed at his own self-giving ideas to the enemy. Although Apirus most likely would of transformed later in the fight anyway. He all at once fell to the ground, something pushing against the skin from the inside, like the bones were trying to escape. All five of the younger teens all backed away, even Jeremy with his shot gun, as a low noise as if groaning came from the fox, as his entire body began to shake.

"...Get behind me." Dusk motioned Jeremy to back him up with the rest. There was a sudden stop in the motions, and all held their breathe, before there was a cry, and the skin, fur and features of the fox all seemed to explode off from his body. As soon as he was free from his forced form in the skin suit, he stretched himself out from it and back into his normal, natural form. The tigress of Jeremy's group dropped her weapon and screamed, the boar gasped, also dropping his weapon. Jeremy and the wolf both gasped and stepped back but did not back up. Dusk was the only one who store at that thing, the thing he had seen in the illusion, the thing that he had only seen beforehand in ancient badly-drawn manuscripts. The first demon lord of hell, Apirus.

Can't think of anything to say right now, except that I'm going to work only on this story for a while, at least the next two weeks, maybe a new chapter to another chapter every once in a while, but I feel a calling to this one. This story's going to go on for a while, as I have the whole planned out, a reason why I want to get it onto paper.