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Chapter 7: Divine intervention
The Crow looked down on the city. The birds were still circling the building. Never would they stop to rest or even to drink or eat. The Crow had full control over his creatures and told them to wait for further orders, and so they did. The sky above him was darker than the rest of it. The darkness seemed to spread over the city in an expanding circle. The Crow had extraordinary powers, but no one had ever seen his full power. The martial arts were only a fraction of the things the Crow could do. The Crow was concentrating. Probably he was charging himself to do something very bad. Suddenly he seemed to lose his concentration and he looked up. He turned around and saw a man standing behind him. Or, at least he thought it was a man, because it was dark and the figure was standing on the other end of the roof. As the figure approached, the Crow kept looking at it. "What are you doing my son?" A hoarse and low voice came from the man. The man walked further and halted a metre
from the Crow, which was looking at the man with eyes filled with rage. "Ain't nobody's son anymore pal." The Crow intended to attack the man immediately, but couldn't. Why, he did not know, but something was holding him back. "I like your fighting spirit. Always have actually." The man was quite visible now and the Crow investigated every inch of his body. It was a tall man, wearing a long black raincoat. A black goatee covered his chin and long black hair fell on his shoulders. His eyes were black as the night. Not just the pupils, but his eyes were completely black. "So who are you? The sandman?" The Crow couldn't stand the looks of this guy, but was unable to do anything, which made him even angrier. The man laughed and looked at the crows flying beneath them. The Crow followed after his example and looked down also. The man raised his hand and immediately all of the crows flew up and started circling above him. The Crow was dazzled and just looked at the man. The man
now made a fist and pointed it at the centre of the birds. The circle widened and one bird, the biggest of all, came flying down and landed on his shoulder. "I'm not the sandman. I'm the creator of the crows, and therefore I am your father in a sense. You can call me Karákas"
The two figures on top of the building stood face to face. Exchanging one challenging look for another, saying nothing. "For ages crows have been the messengers of the dead. They bring their souls to the land of the dead and make sure they are kept there. Unfortunately I gave the crows feelings. They could feel sorry for humans when they died, and bring them back to life. They cannot see the consequences however. In your case, your immense power has over all been used for good. Now you lost control over your crow-half, and his complete power has been released. How this could happen, even I do not know." Somehow Karákas could get through to Eric's mind. Although it was trapped inside the Crow, it was still there and very much alive, it just couldn't get out. "You stay out of my head pal, or dad, or whatever! You can't help him now. I'm in the driver's seat, and I like it this way!" The Crow pointed at Karákas and his voice was filled with rage. "You're right, I can't help
him, but I brought back someone who can. She should be here shortly, but I will be gone by then. You can't touch me, and I can't touch you, so it's futile for me to stay here much longer, especially because you won't reason with me." Karákas turned his back on the Crow and slowly walked away. "You'll find her a worthy adversary." He smiled and then disappeared. His bird flew back to join the circle. The Crow was furious and screamed. Thunder and lightning came out of the clouds directly above him. The lightning struck the building and even the Crow, but it didn't harm him, rather, it powered him up, as he seemed stronger every time it struck. He screamed again and fell to his knees, breathing heavily. His anger only grew and his face was twisted with it. The lightning ceased and it was quiet again. A smile appeared on the Crow's face. A sarcastic, twisted smile, which turned into a demonic laugh. "No one can stop me! I cannot be defeated! I'm a GOD!" He had completely lost
it and it seemed all hope was gone for Eric to ever take over control of his own body.
Shelly felt something was wrong. She looked up at the sky and saw the darkness covering the city. She knew she had to hurry if she ever wanted to be together with Eric again. Her Crow-self came to the surface, but, unlike Eric, she was in complete control. In this form she could travel a lot faster and she was drawn to the crows, circling the building. A man came out of nowhere and stood before her. Shelly immediately stopped and looked at him. "Hello Shelly." "How do you know who I am?" Shelly was surprised. "It's a long story, but let's say I made you and Eric. I'm Karákas and I have come to warn you. The task you were sent here to do is a dangerous one, and you will not be able to save both of you. Eric's beyond any help now. The Crow has taken over completely and there's no way I know of to exorcise him. The battle you are about to begin will be a fight to the death. Only one of you can survive. The other one will be brought back to the land of the dead. I have given you
extra power as to make it easier for you to defeat him." Shelly was confused and shook her head. "You can't expect of me to kill the one I love! There must be another way. Albrecht is working on a cure fir him. Can't that be of help?" "Albrecht? Haven't heard of him, but I think it's worth a shot. Everything can help, but I think it's too late." Karákas disappeared as suddenly as he came, and Shelly stood alone. Thinking about what she could do and should do, she continued her path towards the building and Eric.
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Chapter 7: Divine intervention
The Crow looked down on the city. The birds were still circling the building. Never would they stop to rest or even to drink or eat. The Crow had full control over his creatures and told them to wait for further orders, and so they did. The sky above him was darker than the rest of it. The darkness seemed to spread over the city in an expanding circle. The Crow had extraordinary powers, but no one had ever seen his full power. The martial arts were only a fraction of the things the Crow could do. The Crow was concentrating. Probably he was charging himself to do something very bad. Suddenly he seemed to lose his concentration and he looked up. He turned around and saw a man standing behind him. Or, at least he thought it was a man, because it was dark and the figure was standing on the other end of the roof. As the figure approached, the Crow kept looking at it. "What are you doing my son?" A hoarse and low voice came from the man. The man walked further and halted a metre
from the Crow, which was looking at the man with eyes filled with rage. "Ain't nobody's son anymore pal." The Crow intended to attack the man immediately, but couldn't. Why, he did not know, but something was holding him back. "I like your fighting spirit. Always have actually." The man was quite visible now and the Crow investigated every inch of his body. It was a tall man, wearing a long black raincoat. A black goatee covered his chin and long black hair fell on his shoulders. His eyes were black as the night. Not just the pupils, but his eyes were completely black. "So who are you? The sandman?" The Crow couldn't stand the looks of this guy, but was unable to do anything, which made him even angrier. The man laughed and looked at the crows flying beneath them. The Crow followed after his example and looked down also. The man raised his hand and immediately all of the crows flew up and started circling above him. The Crow was dazzled and just looked at the man. The man
now made a fist and pointed it at the centre of the birds. The circle widened and one bird, the biggest of all, came flying down and landed on his shoulder. "I'm not the sandman. I'm the creator of the crows, and therefore I am your father in a sense. You can call me Karákas"
The two figures on top of the building stood face to face. Exchanging one challenging look for another, saying nothing. "For ages crows have been the messengers of the dead. They bring their souls to the land of the dead and make sure they are kept there. Unfortunately I gave the crows feelings. They could feel sorry for humans when they died, and bring them back to life. They cannot see the consequences however. In your case, your immense power has over all been used for good. Now you lost control over your crow-half, and his complete power has been released. How this could happen, even I do not know." Somehow Karákas could get through to Eric's mind. Although it was trapped inside the Crow, it was still there and very much alive, it just couldn't get out. "You stay out of my head pal, or dad, or whatever! You can't help him now. I'm in the driver's seat, and I like it this way!" The Crow pointed at Karákas and his voice was filled with rage. "You're right, I can't help
him, but I brought back someone who can. She should be here shortly, but I will be gone by then. You can't touch me, and I can't touch you, so it's futile for me to stay here much longer, especially because you won't reason with me." Karákas turned his back on the Crow and slowly walked away. "You'll find her a worthy adversary." He smiled and then disappeared. His bird flew back to join the circle. The Crow was furious and screamed. Thunder and lightning came out of the clouds directly above him. The lightning struck the building and even the Crow, but it didn't harm him, rather, it powered him up, as he seemed stronger every time it struck. He screamed again and fell to his knees, breathing heavily. His anger only grew and his face was twisted with it. The lightning ceased and it was quiet again. A smile appeared on the Crow's face. A sarcastic, twisted smile, which turned into a demonic laugh. "No one can stop me! I cannot be defeated! I'm a GOD!" He had completely lost
it and it seemed all hope was gone for Eric to ever take over control of his own body.
Shelly felt something was wrong. She looked up at the sky and saw the darkness covering the city. She knew she had to hurry if she ever wanted to be together with Eric again. Her Crow-self came to the surface, but, unlike Eric, she was in complete control. In this form she could travel a lot faster and she was drawn to the crows, circling the building. A man came out of nowhere and stood before her. Shelly immediately stopped and looked at him. "Hello Shelly." "How do you know who I am?" Shelly was surprised. "It's a long story, but let's say I made you and Eric. I'm Karákas and I have come to warn you. The task you were sent here to do is a dangerous one, and you will not be able to save both of you. Eric's beyond any help now. The Crow has taken over completely and there's no way I know of to exorcise him. The battle you are about to begin will be a fight to the death. Only one of you can survive. The other one will be brought back to the land of the dead. I have given you
extra power as to make it easier for you to defeat him." Shelly was confused and shook her head. "You can't expect of me to kill the one I love! There must be another way. Albrecht is working on a cure fir him. Can't that be of help?" "Albrecht? Haven't heard of him, but I think it's worth a shot. Everything can help, but I think it's too late." Karákas disappeared as suddenly as he came, and Shelly stood alone. Thinking about what she could do and should do, she continued her path towards the building and Eric.