*Slams chapter on the table*
Me *Out of breath*; "THIS TOOK" *inhale* "SO MUCH" *exhale* "EFFORT!" *passes out.*
Ok, really though, it's not longer than any of my other chapters, I'm just slow at writing fight scenes XD they take more mental effort than fluff or romance. (that and I was doing witchcraft stuff, which slowed me down as well)
Kibosh glared at Casper, who stood only about 5 yards away. Casper looked at the green ghost in fear, he tightened his grasp on the Kleptor.
The king growled.
"Casper, hand over the gem. If you hand it over, I will spare you, and your pathetic uncles from horrifying deaths." He scowled, trying to reason with the small ghost.
The little one took a step back, looking unconvinced.
"What about Wendy?" Casper raised a brow.
Kibosh gave his daughter an angry side eye before signing with annoyance.
"Her too." He stated, an annoyed reluctance to his tone.
The girl squirmed in his grasp.
"I'd rather die than be stuck with you again!" Wendy spat at Kibosh's face, he whipped it away with a scowl that could kill.
"That can be arranged." He hissed at her darkly before turning his attention back to the other ghost.
"Casper, there is no way you can win this. It's over. Even with the Kleptor, you are sorely outpowered and outnumbered. I've been undefeated for 200 years for a reason. You've lost. Take the deal. Before I lose my patience and kill you both…" Kibosh growled, scowling even worse.
The little ghost stared at Kibosh in terror, hyper aware of the Kleptor in his hands.
"Casper, don't do it! We still got this!" the red witch called out before gasping in a choke, Kibosh tightened his grip around her throat.
The little ghost held onto the Kleptor tightly, and looked between Wendy and Kibosh. He didn't want to lose his friend, but he knew Kibosh was likely lying. But then again, he didn't kill alder and dash for turning him into stone. Maybe he would let them go?
"So…you'll let Wendy go, and spare my family?"
"Yes, and I'll even let you leave scare school. You can live the rest of your unlife in your house with your uncles, I'll leave you alone." Kibosh slightly smiled. "I know how much you hate it there. That's what this is all about, isn't it?"
The frost ghost did think the offer sounded pretty good.
"Do I have your word?" Casper asked reluctantly, raising a brow.
"Yes, you have my word." Kibosh nodded.
The little ghost held up the Kleptor in Kibosh's direction.
"Casper no!" Wendy called out in shock and horror.
The king smirked and started to walk forward.
"I give everyone's power back." The little ghost stated quietly.
The Kleptor created a bright green flash that engulfed the area, Kibosh stumbled back, dropping his daughter as he did so. The king felt his stolen powers leave him, meanwhile Wendy felt a power surge. Her eyes and hands glowed a bright red. She hit her father with a large blast of power. Like a torpedo it pushed him back towards the castle, sending him through several stone buildings.
She quickly ran over to her friend, who was kneeling tiredly. Using such a powerful artifact wears a person out.
"I'm sorry I ever doubted you." She chuckled, helping him up.
"It was only for a second." He smirked jokingly. He switched his attention to back to the gem in his hold. "Now, Kleptor, take away Kibosh's powers!" He stated.
Nothing happened.
"He's been too smart up until this point, and it's green like his powers. I bet it doesn't work on him." The witch suggested with a frown.
"Oh, now that's just plain unfair." Casper mumbled with a frown.
They could hear some rubble moving in the distance.
"Ok, you need to hide that before he comes back. Put it somewhere he'll never find it!" Wendy stated, turning to face the direction she blasted her father.
"What about you?" The little ghost asked with worry.
"Now that he doesn't have the Kleptor, I don't have to hold back anymore." She smirked, then looked over her shoulder at her friend, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "I get to let loose and have some fun."
"Please be careful." He stated softly.
"I'll try my best. And you, please be clever." She smiled equally as soft.
Casper nodded and flew off with the green gem. Wendy saw red eyes staring out from a cloud of smoke in the rubble. She prepared herself.
A bolt of lightning came striking out of the smoke, she jumped to the left to avoid it, then came another bolt of lightning, she dodged again. A tornado arose out of the smoke, his red eyes diapering behind it. The cyclone swirled towards her at great speed, growing larger as it did, further wrecking the castle wall. She stood calmly, and aimed her wand at it. The cyclone began turning red, the bright color swirling up and into it, as if it were sucking up paint. With a graceful movement, she pulled the twister away and around her, then sent it right back at the monster who created it. The green tyrant watched on in shock and braced as his own twister hit him. He dispelled the twister, Wendy now was only a few yards away, standing at the new gap in the castle high wall. She stood glaring at him, blood red wand in hand, ready for a fight.
"It seems you're a little stronger than you first let on…clever, you must get that from me..." He chuckled with a half glare half smirk.
In the grey skies above, a storm was brewing. Thunder boomed overhead.
"Well, like they say. Daughter like father…" She sneered with a smirk.
Kibosh quickly jumped to the side as a red bolt of lightning came down, hitting the spot he was a second previous. He looked over at his daughter with an surprised expression.
Her smirk grew prouder.
"It won't matter though." He scowled. "The rest of my guards will be here soon. You and Casper will be too outnumbered."
"Well, in that case, I guess I'll have to kick their butts too."
"Insolent little girl." He mumbled bitterly, summoning a flaming green battle ax, a skull at its center.
"Jackass tyrant." she growled.
"If you're so confident, then perhaps you'll join me in the clouds overhead?" Kibosh floated up a few yards into the sky. "Oh wait, I forgot, I broke your broomstick. What a shame." He smirked evilly.
"I don't need one." She stated mater-a factly.
From her hand she summoned a black and red pitchfork, her body sparkled red, and a flaming red crown appeared on her head. With little effort, she levitated up to the same height as Kibosh.
He raised a brow. This was going to be interesting indeed.
He shot up towards the clouds, she quickly followed. He turned around and swiped at her with his ax, she blocked it with her pitchfork, creating a boom of thunder as the weapons impacted. She sent a pulse of energy through her weapon and knocked him back through the sky. He growled, and with a wave of his ax he sent a lightning bolt her direction. She deflected it with the pitchfork.
He scowled at her, and in a burst of green light summoned his armor. A flaming green crown appearing over his head. He done playing.
Wendy shot forward and tried to slash him with the pitch fork, but he blocked it with his ax. He pushed her back and tried to slash at her, but she flew up and over him in a dodge. She brought her pitchfork down on top of him, he shielded himself with his ax, but was pushed down several yards by the force of the impact. She sent a blast of fire his direction, he whirled his ax around and dissipated the fire with a gust of wind. Wendy growled and flew at him, they're weapons met again.
The skies above underworld castle were stormy and dark, filled with the constant booms of thunder. Red and green lightning flashed across the dark clouds as Wendy and Kibosh's weapons met.
The crimson witch jumped back and up as her father swung down his ax, this gave her an opening right at his chest. In a split moment she pointed her pitchfork at him and blasted him with energy, sending him flying across the sky and into the clouds. She quickly went after him. She stopped as the clouds started to turn green, red eyes glowing behind them.
"ENOUGH OF THIS!" Shouted Kibosh, taking a deep breath and blowing a strong wind at her.
Wendy braced as she was pushed back by the wind. He then clapped his hands and sent another green twister at her. She pointed her pitchfork at it and it turned red as she took control of it, but this time she pushed it straight back at him instead of pulling it around herself. She grimaced, as it took considerable effort to change the winds course. The red twister whipped through the air and to the spot where Kibosh had been, but as it dispersed, he was nowhere to be seen.
Instantly, Wendy looked behind her. There was Kibosh, 12 times bigger than he was previously. He towered over her with a sneer. He was already in the process of swatting her away like a fly, she had no time to dodge. She got thrown across the sky like a ragdoll.
She gained her balance again just in time to dodge a series of green lightning bolts striking through the clouds.
"God your irritating!" She told herself through grit teeth. "Time for you to play your part, Mabon."
"If you insist." A male voice in her head responded back.
Wendy spun through the air rapidly, her costume changing to an orange and red suit jacket with edges like that of a maple leaf. A matching skirt with the same edges. Black gloves Black leggings, with short heeled black boots that have orange edges. From her head came brown horns that looked like branches. Smaller amber colored, leaf shaped scales framed her face from the ears to the horns.
Red shackles appeared around her wrists, chains forming and attaching to them, the chains stretched and circled together, forming a swirling purple portal. Out of the portal flew an amber colored beast. It looked like a traditional European dragon, but not quite. Its horns were like branches, around its face were big sharp scales with edges like a maple leaf. It looked like the living embodiment of autumn. Its eyes were a piecing bronze.
She pointed at Kibosh angrily. "Take him down!" she told the creature telepathically.
"I suppose I did promise to help." The dragon smirked.
"You did, now let's go!" she responded back.
They both shot towards the giant green ghost. Kibosh sent a barrage of lighting crisscrossing through the clouds towards them. Wendy and Mabon dodged skillfully and kept flying towards him. The dragon blew a cloud of black smoke at Kibosh, hiding himself and Wendy. Wendy emerged from the top of the smoke cloud and brought her pitchfork down onto Kibosh, which he blocked with his hand. Mabon emerged from clouds behind the king, and used his sharp tail to scratch a line up his back. Kibosh growled in pain and anger.
The ghost spun around at high speeds, shaking off the two small creatures. But it didn't last for long, they were back on top of him in an instance.
"We need to wear him out." Wendy told her partner telepathically.
"Can do." The dragon responded simply.
Kibosh attempted to bat away the small enemies, but it proved difficult. It was like trying to swat away dragonflies, (no pun intended) they were fast, agile, and small. They kept avoiding his attacks and hitting him. The dragon would breath fire and claw at him, while the girl would hit him with energy bursts and slash at him with her pitchfork. It seems summoning that orange creature upped her power as well. He growled as the dragon zoomed by, slashing his arm.
Wendy hit her father with another blast of energy, disorienting him slightly. Kibosh raised his arms and prepared to summon a huge ball of electricity, but Mabon zoomed down from the clouds and wrapped himself around the kings' wrists. Brown vines shot out of the dragons back and quickly wrapped around the ghosts' wrists, holding them in place. In that quick moment, Wendy shot up and hit Kibosh in the chin with an energy punch from her pitchfork. She flew up and back around, preparing to do it again. But the ghost shrunk in an instant, getting out of the dragons' grasp.
Kibosh grabbed the amber creatures tail and flung him towards his daughter with great force. Mabon hit Wendy and they were sent flying down. Just as they regained they're balance, they saw a dark green twister headed right towards them, slivers of neon green swirling through it. Wendy didn't have time to take control of it. Mabon pushed her away with his tail just in time as he was engulfed by the twister. He roared in agony as blades of wind slashed at him.
"MABON!" Wendy cried out.
The twister dissipated and Mabon started to fall to the ground, blue blood flowing out of the many cuts on his body. She flew after him and quickly summoned another portal with her pact chains, he fell into it and she closed it, her horns and outfit vanishing.
She glared up at Kibosh, who had an evil smirk on his face.
"Reapers Cyclone hurts like a bitch." He chuckled darkly.
"Oh, I'll show you how hard a bitch can hurt." She mumbled angrily.
She rocketed towards him and they're weapons met again. Great power was channeled through they're weapons, both trying to beat the other.
"Why my mother ever liked you, I'll never understand." She growled, pushing her weapon into his, and getting right in his face. The flaming red crown on her head flaring up.
"If I had known a brat like you would have been created, I would have stayed far away from her." He growled right back, pushing his weapon into hers even harder. His own green crown flaring up.
And in a moment, the power between the weapons became too much and they blasted each other away in a blinding red and green light, a sonic boom filling the air.
After a moment, Wendy regained her balance. She felt very drained, her energy levels were being used up fast and that power surge didn't help. Before she could even look around for her father, her eyes widened as she felt something hit her back. She couldn't even process the pain of it at first.
Kibosh was behind her, and he had just slashed her in the back with a battle ax. Out of instinct she had another power surge, blasting him away from her. Then her world turned black, and she began to fall.
Wendy fell down towards the castle. She had become conscious again, but just barely. The pain was making it hard to concentrate, which she needed in order to fly. She needed to focus, preferably before she hit the ground. But it was so hard, the world was swirling, the storm was loud, the pain was immense. Furthermore, she was mad. This was her fight, and she was losing. She didn't want to lose, not to him, not like this.
Lucky for her though, she didn't have to focus. A pair of soft arms caught her and lowered her to the ground, she opened her eyes and saw Casper looking down at her with worry. He sat on the ground and held her carefully.
"Y-your shoulder…" He stared at it in horror, blood was oozing out of her back and turning his apron red.
The girl reached for her side bag and shoved it into Casper's grasp.
"Stop moving! You're making it worse!" he fretted, trying to stop her from moving.
"There's a potion for wounds in my bag, pour it on my shoulder." She stated through grit teeth.
"Ok!" He quickly riffled through the bag and got out a plastic bottle of emerald green liquid, then tilted her to the side and poured it all across her wound.
It fizzed as it started to fix up the wound, but it didn't seem to be adding to her pain, so that was good. But it was going to take a few minutes to completely heal.
"Now, run away." She stated firmly.
"What?!" he snapped at her wide eyed.
"He'll be down here any second, and he's pissed! I won't let you get hurt, you've done more than enough already. Now go!" She argued.
"Too late, cretins." A dark familiar voice called in a dark tone.
They looked up to see Kibosh, floating a few yards away.
"Shit." Wendy mumbled, grimacing as she tried to get up.
"Casper, I really am surprised by this. You were always difficult, but I never thought you'd stoop this low. I'm really quite disappointed in you, and to think, I finally thought I was starting to get through to you. But it seems you are a failure, both on my part and yours." Kibosh frowned at the little ghost like a disappointed parent.
Casper looked away with an expression of both anger and guilt.
"And daughter, how dare you! You came to me, told me your origin, and I accepted you. I allowed you to live in my home, and yet, you betray me.! You're a despicable, disrespectful brat." Her father spat angrily.
Before Wendy could say anything, her friend did.
"Oh, Shut up." The frost ghost snapped darkly.
Hearing Kibosh talk to her like that made something inside of him finally snap.
Kibosh was taken aback by Casper's tone and sudden attitude. It's like the kid got a backbone all the sudden.
"Excuse me?" He asked angrily, raising a brow, expecting his tone to put the kid back in his place.
"I said, shut up. I'm done. I'm done! You've spent my entire ghost life bothering me at every turn. I constantly feel like you're watching me, judging me, waiting to yell at me! I haven't felt safe in such a long time, and quite frankly, I'm tired. Furthermore, I will not let you insult my friends like that!" Casper got off the ground, his eyes angry shades of blue.
"So, jackass, how about you go crawl back into the slimy pit you came from, before I take that ax and shove it up somewhere unpleasant!?" the ghost snapped, breathing hard out of anger.
Wendy stared up at Casper in astonishment (and slight fear.) Kibosh also stared wide eyed at the young one's outburst. He tried to hide it, but it was clear he was unnerved. But he quickly shook it off with an annoyed sigh.
"As usual, the human born ones are always difficult…" he groaned with annoyance.
The little ghost's expression changed from anger, to hurt realization.
"Human born…Wait…" He felt a mental gut punch as he understood that sentence.
"You didn't die, did you?" he continued, his tone sounded betrayed.
"Y-you were born a ghost?! You didn't have to-how dare you! How dare you come in, and all this time act like you knew a damn thing about what my life is like! Telling me to let go of my human side like it never happened! Telling me to act mean and hateful! How dare you! You have no idea how it felt! You have no idea how I feel!" Angry tears came from Casper's eyes.
Kibosh watched on, a bored expression on his face. Which angered Casper even more.
"You overgrown brat, you didn't experience the trauma of death, you were lucky! You were born this way! I had to fucking die! I died cold and alone in the woods! I had to watch my father find me, half buried in snow under a tree! I had to watch him carry my body home! I had to watch my him sob for me! I had to watch my own funeral and burial!" Tears streamed down his face.
"And you're so pathetic you can't even remotely grasp what it felt like! You haven't got an ounce of compassion in your whole body! And you think you can tell me how to feel?! How to act?! How dare you! How dare you! Go to hell, you son of a bastard!"
The crying ghost began to glow and change form. He grew red crystalline horns, and a long forked tail, quickly turning into his red Krampus form. That evil, sharp toothed grin spreading across his face.