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A/N: Let's see exactly how well I can make this chapter play out~! On with the show!
"Ahahah... Hahaha...! Ahahahahahaaa...!"
Before she knew what hit her, Rumia's head was seperated from her neck, and Flandre had caught my limp form in a soft hug, which slowly tightened like a vice, before my bones began to creak, slowly cracking, followed by splintering.
The next to fall would be Mima, followed by Marisa, who dual sparked the both of us, which didn't even scratch Flandre, but vaporized myself.
Flandre began to look horrified to my body, as it was burned away in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing but ash.
"...You... Y-you...!" Flandre's eye's began to tear up.
In a fraction of a second, Mima had been impaled with Laevateinn, and burned from the inside, out.
Marisa watched in horror, too stunned to do a thing, as her Master cried out in pain, untill her heart had been set aflame, and she went limp.
"...L-lady Mim-" Marisa hadn't time to react to flandre's sonic boom inducing swing of her sword, leaving nothing of Marisa but limbs flying through the air, along with a great deal of gore.
Cirno crashed into the ground, as she had been dropped by Mima, her body becoming one with the forest floor below with a sputtering crunch.
All that was left was a now wailing Flandre, who had wanted to see her new sister, but ended up getting her killed in a way one cannot regenerate from.
And with that, my vivid nightmare that somehow worked its way in, even if I was un-concious, had ended.
Late night, Just outside of Mt. Shiro's barrier, Rumia's PoV:
"Uhh... Stop... No, Flandre...!" Usagi mumbled, having had seemingly recovered from being knocked out rather quickle; Youkai stay unconcious for just as long as anyone else, if one is strong enough to knock one of us out.
Flandre? Just what is Flandre doing in that girl's dreams...?
"Ahahah... Hahaha...! Ahahahahahaaa...!" In the distance, and quickly aproaching, was the not so well kept secret of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, otherwise known as Flandre.
Had I not been alerted by Usagi's mumbles, I'd have probably never had noticed Flandre giggling in the distance, who was quickly closing said distance.
"Mima. Knife. Now!" Mima, not knowing why I was asking, began to rummage through her detatched sleeve, before coming across the blade.
"Catch!" Mima tossed to blade as hard as she could, knowing how easily I could catch such things.
However, I had another plan, as a knife would be far from enough to go toe to to with one as strong as her. No, I'd need a bigger blade.
I intentionally took the blade to the gut, so as to coat it in my viscous blood.
I pulled the blade from my gut, which was now a full sized great sword in length, thanks to my blood being far more... sentient than other beings. I tossed Usagi's body to Mima, knowing that she'd be able to carry the both of them, even if she was sure to bitch about it.
"Ahh...! Stop throwing people at m-" Mima's words were cut off when I intercepted the warped blade of Flandre's sword, Laevateinn, with the now pure black blade that was once Mima's birthday knife. I needed both hands to block a monster like Flandre, so I had to make room.
"What did you do to my sister! ?" Flandre looked a great deal crazier than usual, and she simply wouldn't stop grinning with blood lust, even if she was currently distressed a fair bit after seeing her sister looking a bit worse for wear, and the wings that looked so much like her own in such bad shape.
We continuously clashed swords, neither of us gaining any ground on the other. While Flandre had more speed, she had no skill with a blade, so every single swing was telegraphed to me a moment before they had a chance to cleave me in two.
"She went insane, so I knocked her..." I ducked under a swipe of her blade. "I knocked her out! I can't have her..." I dodged to the side, just avoiding another desperate swing. "I can't have her killing people!" Flandre began to giggle once more, giving me a bit of a breather from her onslaught.
"Ahah... Ahaaah... Ahahahahahah! You think one needs sanity to function? Sanity is for the weak, and those who are unable to lose it!" Her blade began to glow orange, before suddenly bursting into flames, searing the flesh of her hand. "Feel the power of my insanity in full, you inky creature!" Flandre swung once, and a I barely managed to avoide her swing, not from the speed, or the power, but by the sheer radius of that flame! How can she stand to even touch that? ! I'd be burned away if I got too close to it!
My only chance of winning will be to fight dirty... I hate doing such a thing, but, as she is right now, I doubt any of us would survive her rage should I fail! While Mima and Marisa are quite strong, Marisa is mostly only strong due to the spell card system, and Mima can only do particularly harmful things while defended by someone more durable. All of her more powerful spells use the mana in the air, and it takes time to gather that mana.
I gave Mima a glace, one that she would recognise the meaning of without fail.
'I need help' is the meaning, and she understood it quite well.
Mima's PoV:
I flew down to the ground, so as to set down the pair of dead weights, before flying back up, so as to warn my Pupil.
I got very close to her, so as to avoid alerting of that little Vampire, and began to whisper.
"Marisa, I need you to go wait down on the ground." Marisa was about to protest that she had beaten the Vampire before, when I interupted her before she had a chance. "Go. I'm not arguing over this. Rumia'll only last so long, and she's not even able to keep up with the movements of that girl. If you tried to help, this won't end well. Now, go. Please." Marisa sighed, knowing better than to try and argue with her master when she didn't let others get a word in edge-wise.
"Sure thing, ze..." Marisa flew down to the ground, feeling as though Mima was being over-protective.
Rumia's PoV:
Once more I dodged, narrowly avoiding being incinerated. Flandre's hand was now slightly crispy, and her skin was starting to flake some.
"Stand." Flandre swung, and I ducked under the blow. "Still." I flew up, the blade passing just under my feet, melting the bottom of my shoes. "Already!" Flandre made a particularly fast swing, which I wouldn't be able to avoid, so I was forced to block the blow.
"Erg... N-never...!" My blade of blood began to shriek, and near instantly boiled away. Mima's dagger was fine, if a bit bloody, but the temporary sword was ruined.
In a last ditch effort, I kicked Flandre in the stomach, so as to launch us both back a bit.
"Rumia!" I knew that signals, so I simply stopped flying, and was out of the way of one of Mima's stronger moves, which she had finally finished preparing.
Mima's PoV:
"Where are you going? !" Flandre began to ask in her most terrifying of voices, before diving towards Rumia.
My skin was crackling with demonic energies, as I chose a spell that, while non-lethal, was almost worse. It was a spell made by demons, apparently, and it was a rather instantanious torture session, and few could stay concious through such a thing, so it was effectively a horrifyingly painful knockout spell.
The skin of my arms was slowly being corrupted with the dark energies, signifying their being ready to be unleashed. When fighting a fast foe, why risk a quick, or slow, projectile? I preffer instantanious spells.
With one motion, I unleashed unbelievable pain upon the poor girl, and she, in that same instant, was knocked out quite soundly.
I began to counter the spells side effect of demonic corruption soon after the battle had been won; my hands were covered in scales, had tallons, and were a dark shade of purple, so I had to act fast.
My holy energies slowly fought back the corruption, untill none was left, and my hands once more restored to being as human as can be.
Marisa flew up, so as to catch the dimulative Vampire, and did so with ease, even if the impact left her a bit stunned.
"The hell'd you do to her, Master? ! I've never been able to beat Flan as easily as you just did!" Marisa looked at me, eye's sparkling with wonder at my strength, while cradling Flandre in her arms.
"Ohh, not much... Simply knocked her out through pain. Rather difficult, and it needs holy energies to keep the side effect at bay, so, no. You can't learn it." I knew my Pupil well; Marisa always asks that sort of question just before begging to be taught whatever spell is in question.
"Aww... Why...?" Marisa gave me her best puppy eyes, which wouldn't work on me this time, as the spell would end up devouring her.
"Demonic possesion isn't a very pretty thing... Trust me, I was posessed once, and I still feel it to this day! I was this close to being lost." I pinched the air, leaving a milimeter of room between my fingers, so as to to drive my point home.
"Think fast, Mima!" I suddenly found my knife being flung back at me, much to my dismay.
Gotta time this just right...
I grabbed it from the air, though, I grabbed it by the blade.
...Needless to say, much cursing was heard.
To make matters far more painful, the remainder of Rumia's blood, which had a bit of acidity to it, began to try and get in said open wound.
...More swears were heard, and they were far louder than their predecessors'.