(Jango's mindscape)
In a flash of crimson fire, Jango's molecular structure was being slowly made up of fire. First from his legs, then his body and tail, then arms, and finally his head. He shook off the feeling and got a good look at himself. He looked normal, if you don't count the fact he was made up of transparent flames. No flames were around him and his body looked perfectly normal, just it looked like the texture was fire.
He looked around his mind and could tell he was in the right place. The ground was dark red rock with cracks everywhere. Miniature volcanoes were spread out and released smog into the air every so often. Dark red storm clouds were in the air, crackling in blood red lightning. The sky was blood red as well. Everything looked like it was in the middle of an apocalypse.
Jango started to walk through the disaster field. Destroyed building started to fade in as well, taking the form of a destroyed city. It was completely vacant and had no sign of life. Though, this was Jango's mind, so there shouldn't be any Pokémon.
Jango sighed as he took in the scenery. "I love what he has done with the place." He muttered sarcastically. He shook his head and decided to get this over with. "Spirit, come out here this instant!" No response was made. "I mean it, get out here now!" Still nothing. Jango growled, at least glad he couldn't go demonic in his own mind. "If you don't come out here soon, this place will be flooded with happy thoughts, and we both know you hate them."
"What happy thoughts?" A whooshing sound was made and Jango turned to that direction. "Please, the only happy memories you ever had were in your childhood. And that was a long time ago."
Jango sighed. "Look, just show yourself already. We need to talk."
"I read your thoughts, remember? And my answer is no, I won't suppress the energy just so you can't kill anyone. I don't even know if I can." He laughed manically throughout the mindscape.
Jango clapped his paws together and made every building around him blow away in dust. "At least let me talk with you for a moment."
"After all these years of hate and cruelty towards me, you decide to talk to me now because you need to?"
"Um, yes." Jango said like it was obvious. A streak of crimson fire shot from the clouds, directly at Jango. His eyes widen; since this was his mind, pain can be very real. He jumped out of the way as the fire hit the ground, creating a small crater. Jango glared at the spot. "You could have killed me!"
Something walked out of the crater. It was a bird made entirely out of crimson flames. It was the same size and shape of a falcon and had fiery feathers sticking up from his head. It also had fiery tail feathers. His wings each had five large feathers at the end that seemed to act as claws. He had glowing, dark red eyes that would bring a man to tears. "Well, I didn't. So consider yourself lucky."
Jango walked over to him. "Look, I can understand that you don't like being in my head. How do you think I feel about it? I have to live with not letting my emotions get the better of me or I may kill someone. But you need to realize that these are innocent lives that you are putting in danger."
"Innocent?! Please, no one is innocent. We all live in a world of corruption and disaster. The underworld is less chaotic and it's the birthplace of chaos." He shook his head and flew onto a perch made of rock. "All I really have is just your memories to watch and relieve my taste for sorrow and agony."
Jango walked over to the perch. "You act as if you are alone. What gives? Why can't you just dome a favor and suppress the energy?"
"I only help friends and, newsflash, I don't have any. Not since I was first trapped in your ancestor's mind a long time ago." He blew a light flame that formed into a ball, then he launched it at a building that he materialized.
Jango shook his head. "Well maybe it has something to do with the fact that you keep pushing everyone away like they are insects. If you would have just taken the time to get to know my ancestors-"
"You don't get it." He interrupted. "They are the reason I'm a laughing stock in the underworld. Every time one of your ancestors pass on, I get transported to the underworld temporarily before being sent to the next born bearer. During that time of 'freedom', I'm insulted by all the spirits. They mock me, for they have done extraordinary things in the past. Me, I spend my time in the heads of newborns and senior citizens. Some accomplishment I made." He flew off the perch and towards another materialized city.
Jango ran after him to try and keep up. He stopped in the middle of it and said, "Okay, I'll admit you have a point about that. Punished to be the power source for a family line is not fun, I get it. But you need to look on the bright side of things for once. The whole world isn't corrupted like you say it is."
"But it will be soon. Why do you think you need to stay hidden?" The spirit appeared next to a broken fruit stand and leaned against it. "One day, some scientist will take you away and experiment on you to see how the Hidden Blaze works. They even could be fatal!" He laughed out loud in joy.
Jango rolled his eyes. "Right, and I assume that you want me to die because since I'm the last bearer of the Hidden Blaze, you'll be free to cause mass panic."
The spirit sighed depressingly. "If only it were that simple. Sadly, if you die, I do as well. Because, I'm connected to your family line now. If you croak…" He sliced his head off and it fell on the ground. "…so do I." His head disappeared and rematerialized back on his body. "My survival would be a miracle if you were iced."
Jango rolled his eyes once more. "I don't understand you sometimes." Jango leaned against a lamppost. "I can understand why you'd be the Spirit of Evil and Hatred."
"Yes, I was pretty much an evil being years after my birth. I became like this after I killed my own brother, the 'good' child." He said using air quotes.
"What do you mean by 'good' child?" Jango asked, imitating the air quotes.
"My brother may have looked innocent for the time, but I saw right through his façade. He was a greedy, selfish, nasty spirit towards me. Others, they thought he was a perfect little angel. Yeah, angel with devil horns." He stretched his wings and laid in a hammock.
Jango walked up to the hammock. "I still say that you can get more accomplished if you would just help me out with the Blaze. You could get some recognition for it in the underworld."
The spirit laughed as if that was just a really good joke. "You don't know much about the underworld. Once you're labeled, it is for life. Doing good isn't going to help out much either." He sipped a pineapple drink.
Jango swiped it and threw it away. "Will you just listen to me?! I'm not asking for much here."
"What you are asking for is for me to control the evil energy long enough to help you get enough time to find a way to drain it all out. Yeah, doesn't sound like much at all." He muttered sarcastically.
"Look, either you cooperate with me or I'll…I'll…" Jango honestly didn't know what to do. How do you stop a spirit living in your head?
The spirit rolled his eyes amusingly. "Oh yeah, I'm petrified. Face it, I know you inside and out. There isn't one trick you can pull on me that will get me to help you. You're on your own, just like always. To think Draco the Assassin can't figure out a way to complete his mission. Isn't that right, Draco?"
"Exactly." Jango jumped and turned around at the sight of his alter ego standing right in front of him. His voice was just as cold and menacing as Jango's when he puts on that mask. "You're supposed to be the most feared assassin in the League of Assassins. You could have had it all. But no, you gave it up for some girl."
"A girl you didn't have the guts to kill." Jango turned again and saw his Meltdown Phase form, Revenge, staring at him in anger. "You had her in your grasp, ready to turn her to ash. But you allowed your stubborn nature and will power to take over and stop all the fun."
"Don't you see Jango?" The spirit asked walking over slowly. "This could have all been avoided if you just listened to Inferno in the first place. Stop falling in love with Amanda and take up the rolls you were meant to do."
"Don't listen to that featherbrained uncle of yours. He doesn't know what he is talking about." Revenge growled.
"You were meant to be an assassin from the day you escaped the orphanage. It was your destiny." Draco said evilly.
Jango shook his head furiously. "No, that isn't true! I'm no assassin, I'm not evil."
"The Hidden Blaze is pure evil, Jango. You can't possibly say that doesn't make you evil in any way." Draco said darkly.
"Well, it's true!" Jango yelled at him.
"Doesn't matter." The spirit floated through the air. "After fifteen years of not being able to release that energy on some other than obsidian, I get to finally use it to destroy a whole city. Maybe even kill a few Pokémon, like say a certain Flaaffy."
Jango snapped and lunged at him. But, a fiery beast momentarily appeared, making him jump back from it. It then disappeared. "What the-Was that who I think it was?!"
"Yep, Destruction. And from the looks of it, he seems pretty hostile at the moment. But I'm sure a few REAL buildings destroyed by him will make him feel better."
Jango tried to slice his face off, but he was grabbed by Draco and Revenge. "Hey, let me go!"
The spirit flew in front of Jango. "See you tonight, Jango. Don't worry, you'll get a front row seat at the exciting new movie 'The Fall of Poketopia.'" He blew a strong gust of wind that flung Jango into the clouds. He laughed manically. "Tonight, the whole city dies at the claws of Destruction!"
(Exiting Jango's mindscape)
The sudden shock of being forced out of his mind sent Jango into the side of a bookshelf, causing a huge bang. He groaned as he rubbed his shoulders of the pain. "Should have seen that coming."
Amanda ran into the library after hearing the crash. "Jango, are you alright?!" She ran over and helped him get back to his feet.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He rubbed his shoulder before realizing something. "How long was I meditating for?"
"Um, not that long. Just about…" She mumbled the rest.
"I'm sorry, what?" He asked.
"I said about…" She mumbled again.
"Amanda, seriously." He was going to go demonic if this kept up.
She sighed. "You were like that for four hours." She tossed him a pillow to shred up; she pretty much knew his reaction at this point.
"THAT STUPID SPIRIT ALTERED MY CONCEPT OF TIME TO MAKE IT SEEM LIKE A FEW MINUTES BUT IT HAS BEEN REALLY FOUR HOURS?!" He tear up the pillow to millions of shreds and feathers. He returned to normal after letting off his steam. "Great, now I have five hours before I change. I didn't make any progress what so ever with the spirit. Now he is going to make sure that the entire city suffers to his wrath and terror."
"Don't worry, we'll be here by your side every step of the way. I'll always be there for you." She hugged him tightly. Jango took a few seconds to return it.
"Thanks Amanda, you are the best. Despite everything that has happened to me, you stuck by my side the most. Just…thank you."
They pulled back a bit and stared into each other's eyes. Then, slowly, their heads were moving towards each other as their eyes began to close. They were within centimeters of each other when, randomly, an alarm went off loudly, scaring the heck out of them into separating from each other. They were blushing brightly as they felt their heart rate beating fast.
Zangoose walked in. "Sorry guys. We had to test out an alarm device to make sure it can pick up on Jango's radioactivity. It didn't disrupt anything, did it?"
"Nope, not at all!" Jango and Amanda said a little too loudly.
"Um, okay. Come upstairs, we need to start planning for tonight." He left back upstairs. Jango and Amanda stared awkwardly at each other before heading upstairs as well, avoiding eye contact with each other. I was so close. They both thought.
XXX
Everyone gathered in front of Jango's room. Terry stood in front of it, getting ready to deliver the plan. "Alright everyone, listen up. In roughly five hours, we're going to be keeping watch of Jango before he changes into a horrifying monster of unimaginable terror. In order to do so, we need to stay alert at all times. Be prepared to stay up all night if we have to." He directed his attention to Ampharos and Amanda. "How did you two do with safety proofing Jango's room?"
Amanda explained, "We took some mattresses from other guest rooms and lined them up next to the wall. Since the floor is carpeted, I doubt he'll be able to smash his way out on the ground. We made sure to remove every hard object in the room so he doesn't use them."
"Good, good. What about you two?" Terry directed at Jamison and Zangoose.
Zangoose held up some shards and a chain. "We managed to get some obsidian and craft it into a chain and shards. These should help against Jango."
"Alright, good. As for me, I managed to set up all the cameras and will be monitoring them down the hall. Jango, how did you do with your side of the plan?"
Jango looked down sadly and kicked the ground. "The spirit wouldn't listen to reason. He's going to make sure I get a front row seat at your demises, especially a 'certain Flaaffy's'."
Amanda grabbed his shoulder. "He isn't going to kill me or any of us. We'll make sure to help you." Jango smiled a bit.
Terry nodded. "She is right, we'll be fine." He started to walk down the hall. "Anyway, since the spirit can make Jango change while he is asleep, we need to take shifts to watch over him, about an hour each. Do not, under any circumstances, hesitate it slicing him with your obsidian shard if he manages to break loose." He walked into a room with a computer, food, and drinks inside. "The food and drinks will help us stay awake for the whole night. And this is the computer that we'll be watching through." The screen showed multiple shots of the hallway and Jango's room.
Ampharos looked a bit unsure. "Are you certain we'll be able to beat him? He said it himself that he'll become a killing machine. How do we know if we are protected against him?"
Jango sighed. "It's the best we got so far. We just need to stay alert at all times."
Terry nodded. "Jango is right, this is all we got. Now everyone get ready, because tonight is going to be hectic." They all separated to prepare for tonight.
XXX
Jamison and Zangoose wrapped the chains around Jango tightly, to make sure he couldn't escape. He didn't really mind, he just wanted to keep himself from destroying the city. He had about five minutes before he will go to sleep, then all of hell will break loose soon. He looked up at the camera looking at him. He hoped that they'll be able to keep him under control. This will be the first night Jango will be entering the Nightmare Phase without a proper chamber.
Zangoose was finishing up with the chain. "And lock this part into place and…done!" He stepped back and saw that Jango was completely restrained. "There we go, you won't be breaking out of that anytime soon." Jango looked at himself. The chains were tight and kept every part of his body from moving.
"I'll be taking the first shift for the night." Jamison said as he sat down in a fold out chair and had a book in hand. He had to watch for one hour, so the book will keep him occupied.
Terry nodded as he looked over the room to make sure it will keep Jango from breaking through the chains. "Yes, then it will be Zangoose, Amanda, Ampharos, and me. We keep this up until morning since the Nightmare Phase will not activate in the sun."
Ampharos still looked a little fidgety. "Are you positive this plan will work?"
"I'm 75 percent sure nothing will go wrong." Terry replied casually, finishing up his inspection.
"What about the other 25 percent?!"
"We will be killed and slaughtered in two measly seconds." A thud was heard hitting the ground. Everyone saw that the king had just passed out. Terry sweat-dropped. "Um, Zangoose?"
"I know." He grabbed the unconscious king and dragged him down the hall.
Terry sighed and looked at the clock. "Jango goes under in a minute. Let's head to the watch room." Terry walked out, but Amanda stayed for a bit.
"Jango, what's it like being trapped in your mind and watching some beast manipulate you?" She asked curiously.
Jango gave a stiff shrug. "Beats me, really. I'm usually in a chamber, so I don't really pay attention to my surroundings. But I'm going to assume there will be a lot of fire everywhere."
Amanda walked over to him and gave one last hug. "Just promise me that you will be okay in there."
Jango nodded. "As long as you stay safe." A red aura formed around Jango and he was starting to doze off. "Please…stay…safe." He fell limp in Amanda's arms and fell to sleep as the red aura stayed around him.
Amanda set him on the floor gently and looked at his sleeping form. She leaned down and kissed his forehead. She got up and went out the door. "Don't worry, I will."
XXX
It has been roughly two hours since Jango fell asleep and everyone was keeping watch over him. Zangoose's shift was almost done, then Amanda is next. Nothing happened at all since this began. Other than the red aura around Jango, nothing unusual has happened.
Terry sat at the desk, watching the screen while taking a sip of coffee. Jamison was reading his book still since he had nothing better to do. Ampharos thought he could use the time to finish up some paper work. As for Amanda, she has fallen asleep. She needed her rest if she needed to stay up for the whole night.
After ten more seconds of silence, Terry growled in frustration and slammed his claws on the desk, not only surprising the king and Jamison but stirring Amanda from her sleep. "What is taking so long?! That spirit has been waiting for a long time trying to destroy something! When is that bloody demon going to finally come out?!"
Jamison sighed and placed his book down. "Perhaps Jango managed to finally reason with it."
"Doubt it. That spirit is not known for changing his mind on something." Terry looked back at the screen. "No, he is up to something."
"What could he possibly do?" Amanda asked, having fully woken up. "If he's just a spirit, he can't do anything other than activate Nightmare Phase, right?"
Terry shook his head. "There is no telling what a spirit is capable of. He could be planning something at this very moment." He saw Zangoose getting up and exiting Jango's room. "Good thing you woke up Amanda, it's your turn."
She slowly got up and went to the door. She was hesitant in leaving to the room, but this was for Jango and she wanted to help him. She took in a deep breath and opened the door. She walked down the hallway, passed Zangoose who gave a quick thumbs up, and stopped at Jango's door.
"Everything is going to be fine, Amanda." She kept telling herself. "Nothing bad will happen. You'll be just fine." She opened the door and walked in. She saw Jango on the ground, sleeping in the exact spot she left him. She thought he looked kind of cute sleeping, even if it is part of a curse. "Hey Jango." She whispered. "Don't mind me, I'm just here to take my shift." With that she closed the door.
(Jango's mindscape)
Jango groaned as he walked through the empty void filled with darkness. He had absolutely no idea where he was or how long he has been walking for. You'd think it be easy to find something made of fire in a room full of darkness, but no it isn't. He materialized a flashlight to help, but it literally just showed more darkness.
Jango didn't get it. Why would a spirit who will make him suffer great agony make him walk around in seemingly nowhere? Unless, of course, this was the unbearable agony he mentioned. If it was, it was slowly working.
Jango decided that he had enough. "Spirit, where are you?" He yelled, his voice echoed through the darkness. No one replied. Jango growled in frustration. "Look, I have been walking around in the dark for several…who knows how longs…and I'm irritated at the moment. Let's cut the pranks and get right down to the reason I'm here."
Nothing happened immediately. Jango was about to call again, but the lights suddenly came on. He had to cover his eyes to shield them from the harmful rays. Once they adjusted to the light, he looked around to see what crazy, mixed-up, horror, fun house asylum he ended up in.
He was in a regular movie theater.
He blinked a couple times to make sure he wasn't imagining this. Okay, technically he was, but you know what he meant. The spirit came flying in with a happy tone in his voice. "Jango, old pal, how are you doing? I'm so glad you could make it. The movie is about to start soon."
Jango narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "Why did you make me walk around in darkness for…some amount of time?"
The spirit chuckled. "Oh that? Well, just for fun, I guess. You would have been walking for two hours, so I sped it up to fifteen minutes"
Jango glare deepened. "Why are so happy all of a sudden? And how come you haven't released Destruction yet?"
"Oh, the reasons aren't important. Now come on, we hardly spend time together." He flew over a seat, did a small loop, and landed in it. "Come on, it will be fun. Have a seat."
Jango looked unsure. "I don't know…"
"Please, just for a little bit…" He asked, shockingly, nicely.
Jango sighed a bit. "Well, I guess, but…"
"Great!" He snapped his feather claws and a chair materialized under Jango. It brought him over to an empty space between the spirit and an empty chair. "I heard this was supposed to be a great movie." A large tub of popcorn appeared and he sat on the top of the chair to place it down. "Popcorn?" He offered.
"Um, no thanks…" He denied politely. He looked around the room. "So, what kind of movie are we watching anyway? It better not be videos of my dad giving me a bath." He warned.
"Jango, we may have our differences, but even I'm not that cruel." He said as he search for something in the popcorn bucket. "No, it is a different one. The start is a little slow, but it really picks up later. Oh, here it is!" He pulled out a remote. "Just what I was looking for." He pressed a button and Jango's arms became restrained to the armrests.
"Hey, what the…!" Jango exclaimed trying to escape.
"Sorry, don't want you running off anywhere. This is a horror film after all. And I don't want you missing the first death, which is the lead actress." He laughed gleefully.
Jango was confused. "What are you talking about? The only girl in that entire castle is…oh no." He realized what he was up to.
"That's right, Jango. And now we need to shut off any distractive devices during the movie." He pressed another button.
(Outside mindscape)
A pulse of red aura around Jango shot out. The pulse got to the cameras and they crackled in red electricity. It got to the door knobs and jammed them from opening.
Terry gasped when he saw all of the cameras were now showing static. "What is going on with this thing?" He started to check the signal to see what the problem was.
Amanda was trying to open the door, but the knob was stuck in place. "What is going on here?"
(Jango's mindscape)
Jango kept struggling to get out of the restraints. "Let me go right now!" He yelled viciously.
The spirit simply shook his head. "Sorry Jango, but I have been waiting for this movie for a long time. Now, let's bring out the monster." A ball of fire appeared in his hand. The face of a monster was on it, roaring frighteningly. The spirit threw it at the screen and it went through like a portal.
(Outside mindscape)
Amanda kept trying to open the door, but it just wouldn't budge. She was about to hit it with an Iron Tail, but the sound of growling caught her attention. She turned and gasped at the sight.
Jango was growling fiercely and struggling to get out of the chains. He smashed himself into a propped up mattress, but that didn't do anything. He crashed into another mattress, but nothing. He kept this up a few more times before using the mattress to spring himself into the ceiling, causing a crack in the chains.
Amanda slowly pulled out the shard. She wanted to go over there to stab him with it. Her brain said 'do it', her heart said 'no, you love him too much to do that', and her legs were saying 'why are you standing around, RUN'. She was too petrified to move or do anything.
Jango kept launching himself into the ceiling, each time causing a bigger crack in the chains. He did this one last time and, once he hit the ceiling, the chains broke. Jango fell to the ground, the aura around him becoming a darker red.
XXX
Terry furiously kept hitting keys on his laptop. "I don't get it! What is wrong with the cameras?! They say they're getting a good reception, but that clearly isn't happening!"
The cameras slowly started to come back on, much to their relief. But one of them wasn't on, the one in Jango's room. "How come that one is still off?"
"I don't know, something is blocking the signal to it." Terry said trying to bring it back on.
Ampharos was shaking. "Oh, I hope Amanda is alright in there." That struck a thought in Terry, and he didn't like it.
"I just remembered something." He said gravely. "Jango said that the spirit was going to enjoy our demises, including a 'certain Flaaffy'. We have been waiting for two hours already and this starts happening when Amanda's shift started."
Jamison spoke in worry, "So, does that mean that…" The radiation alarm went off. Everyone stared at each other in shock and ran to the door. Jamison tried to open it, but it was locked. "It won't open."
"Let me try." Zangoose tried to turn the knob, but it was jammed. "Crap, we're locked in."
"Okay, calm down." Terry pleaded. "We just need to break open the door." Electric crackling was heard behind them. They slowly turned and saw the king, with an angry look, charging a yellow ball of electricity between his paws.
"You might want to duck." He warned as he threw the ball directly at the door. They ducked as the ball exploded the door open. They stared at it in shock.
"I…didn't even know he could use Zap Cannon." Jamison said hesitantly.
Ampharos jumped out of the room. "Why are you all just sitting around?! My baby girl is in trouble!" He ran down the hallway. They all got up and ran after him.
XXX
Amanda slowly walked up to Jango as he was trying to get up. "Jango, are you okay?" He turned around quickly and grabbed her by the neck. He held her up with one paw as he kept his head low. "Jango, put me down!" Amanda pleaded. Jango looked up and showed his demonic eyes. They looked more reptilian now as the iris and pupil were slits. He stared at her, growling with anger. "Not Jango, NOT JANGO!" Amanda repeated as he raised his claws.
XXX
The guys kept running to the room. "I hope Amanda is alright." Zangoose said as they were closing in on the door.
Suddenly, Amanda smashed through the door and hit her back against the wall painfully. "AMANDA!" They yelled as they went to her side. She was barely conscious and had multiple scratch marks.
Ampharos cradled her in his arms. "My sweet, baby girl, I'm so sorry." He cried a bit. "Is she okay?"
Terry looked her over and sighed with relief. "These scratch marks were from when she was thrown through the door. Other than that, she has no red glowing claw marks on her."
The sound of growling caught their attention. Jango walked out of the room, getting ready to attack his next victim. Everyone, minus Amanda and the king, got into battle positions. "Okay, we need to use the shards to defend ourselves." They nodded and held them up.
Zangoose looked Jango over. "I'll be honest, he isn't as frightening as I thought he would be."
Jango howled ferociously and erupted in dark red flames. Through the flames, everyone saw his body look like it was becoming a liquid. He molded into different shapes and sizes, roaring angrily. A blood red glow appeared through it, giving off some heat. When the flames disappeared, Jango looked normal. At least, his body shape was the same. The rest, not so much.
His skin was literally flowing magma, varying from dark red to blood red. Spikes grew down his back all the way to his tail. He was on all fours now, growling deadly. His fore and hind claws were glowing blood red. His eyes were the same as they were before he transformed, reptilian. He was giving off an immense heat, but not enough to start a fire. His eyes were fixated on the Pokémon in front of him, so he bared his teeth, which were much sharper than before.
"Okay, NEVERMIND!" Zangoose yelled as they backed up away from Jango. He slowly started to advance towards them.
They backed into a large window and had no escape present for them. Jango stopped for a mere moment before lunging at his targets, screeching like a banshee. "DUCK!" Terry yelled. They did so and Jango flew over them. He crash through the window and fell from a large height. He hit the ground with a big crash.
They all looked out the window and sighed with relief, except Terry who had a look of terror. "Phew, glad that's over with." Ampharos said relieved.
"No, we just made things worse." Terry said in terror. They looked at him in shock. "Now that Jango is outside, he will attack any living thing he sees on the streets. If he doesn't find any or runs out of victims, he will level the city to ash."
They all stared down in horror as Jango got up and shook off the fall. He howled at the sky before running off into the city in search for blood to spread. Each time his claws scratched the ground as he ran, an explosion occurred. He was already leaving a trail of doom down his path.
Terry gulped in fear. "We are all going to die at the claws of Destruction!"