The Diamond Star
Chapter 14: To the Bitter End
Disclaimer: YGO isn't mine. wish it was. T_T ksho and seraphim and stuff are mine.
Seto reached Seraphim just in time. The beam barely missed the two as they hurtled down to the lake. Skimming over the surface, they rose again. Seto held Seraphim protectively as, together, great powerful, wings bore them back to battle.
"Sweet little princess, do you need your knight in shining armor to save you every time?" Ksho taunted mercilessly.
"No!" Seraphim retorted, firing again at her enemy.
The blow caught Ksho off-guard and he plummeted to the earth. Just in time, however, he recovered and was able to land on two feet. Taking to the sky once more, Ksho shot towards Seto and Seraphim. "Ha! Little princess, that wasn't even a tickle!" Ksho lied through clenched teeth. "Do you have anything better?" He laughed at Seraphim's obvious insecurity.
"Don't you dare insult her," Seto flew in front of Seraphim protectively.
"What are you going to do about it?" Ksho sneered.
Seto growled. But he didn't know how exactly he was going to beat Ksho, unless it was by holding out until dawn. Just six more hours, Seto glanced at his watch. Then they would be free from this torture. Seraphim held him tightly, confidently; she thought they would do it. If she did, then Seto would have to.
Just then, Seraphim shot a beam of white light past Seto, into Ksho. Ksho screamed in rage as it singed his hair. Seraphim laughed. "Not so tough now are you?" she giggled.
"On the contrary, I'm still very tough," Ksho seethed. How dare this...this...GIRL treat him so! He was the prince of demons. He would make her pay, he would kill her. He would kill them both. Kill them all!
Firing an array of dark energy bombs at the two guardians, he succeeded in separating them. Racing after Seraphim, Ksho succeeded in cornering her. Her only ways of escape would be to dive into the lake, or fly straight past her pursuer. She chose the former. Diving into the icy cold depths, she tried to get deep enough so that the water would camouflage her. Unfortunately, Ksho had wonderful night eyes. Being a servant of the darkness had cost him much, but it had made his sight sharpest in the dark. He easily spotter her white dress through the flowing waters.
"I see you!" he taunted merrily. Taking careful aim, he watched as Seraphim surfaced. While she gasped for air, he fired.
Seto raced to her once more. He couldn't reach her in time. But Seraphim was faster than either Seto or Ksho had thought. She dodged the blow and shook herself dry in a matter of seconds. Soon, she was flying high once more.
Colored beams of green, black, and white flew over the surface of the lake. One far away might think a fireworks display was being shown in the remotest part of the forest. But in reality, three entities were fighting for the fate of the world. How ironic it was, Seraphim later considered, that the lights reflected in the water would have been so beautiful...if they hadn't been fighting for their lives at the time.
All three had been dodging well for a while when Seraphim began to tire. It was all and well that Seto was naturally good at most everything, and Ksho had probably been preparing for this day a long time, but she had just become herself again. She was not yet used to the excessive use of her powers.
Ksho saw the weakness, and decided it was the perfect time to strike. Strategically firing once, a weak shot and aiming to miss, he fired a second, much stronger shot immediately after in the direction he believed she would dodge. It worked like a charm. Seraphim was hit squarely in the chest and plummeted to the earth.
"Seraphim!" Seto exclaimed as he dove after her. Ksho chuckled at his attempt. Seto caught Seraphim and they both crashed to the ground. Seraphim was unconscious.
Ksho used this opportunity to fire several blasts at the same time directly at our hero and heroine. Seto, realizing that he had no time to dodge, valiantly covered Seraphim with his own body in attempt to shield her from the horrific blows.
Just before the black waves hit, Seto's gem began to glow. A pale, see-through, green dome surrounded the two. It was a shield of some sort and deflected the death rays.
Ksho growled, he couldn't believe his bad luck. Not only had Seraphim tapped her gem's power, but her inexperienced BOYFRIEND had tapped his as well! "So you've learned to work your gem, huh? Doesn't matter," Ksho sneered. "I'll take care of you first, then I'll kill her."
"You're an asshole, you know that?" Seto retorted.
"Thanks for the compliment." The two men eyed each other warily.
Ksho tried attacking again, Seto blocked the attack with his shield again. "You can't win that way," Seto pointed out confidently.
"Well then," Ksho took on a flattering tone, "why don't we settle this once and for all?"
"What do you mean?" Seto asked warily.
"A battle to the death. Winner take all. No magic whatsoever. Just a weapon of choice and the skills you have," Ksho grinned, baring vampire fangs.
Seto eyes Ksho warily. "What are you playing at?"
"Nothing, nothing. If you kill me, you save your 'true love' and the world. But if you loose...I will kill her and destroy your world," Ksho looked away idly. "It's your decision, take it or leave it."
Seto frowned. "Swear, on your honor, to follow the rules. No magic, to the death, winner take all, one weapon," Seto ordered.
"I swear it," Ksho yawned, as if bored. "Now, do we have a deal?" Ksho extended his hand to the unwilling Seto.
Seto looked for a moment from Ksho to Seraphim. Then, he shook Ksho's hand. "Deal."
Ksho smiled diabolically. "Sword?" he asked, the blade appeared in his hand.
Seto nodded tersely. A blade also appeared in his own hand. It was very different from Ksho's weapon. Ksho's sword was blackened and covered with blood. Seto's sword was a brilliant shining silver color. The hilt was made of gold and an emerald was embedded in the center. Resting Seraphim against the willow, Seto gave the weapon a few practice swings.
"Practice will not help you now," Ksho taunted. "You shall die before the coming of the dawn."
It began to rain. That was the signal to begin. The swords clashed and rang through the forest. Sweat mingled with the rain as Seto and Ksho fought for their lives.
Soon, without the brilliant light of the diamond star to aid them, Seto and Ksho were fighting in almost total darkness. The angry rain clouds blocked the light of the full moon and no stars twinkled in the sky. It was getting harder and harder for Seto to block attacks. Out of sheer luck, he managed to twist Ksho's arm and send his enemy's sword splashing into the depths of the lake.
Ksho cursed in rage when his sword was taken from him. Then, switching to his backup plan, he used his superior night vision to circle around Seto. He planned to shoot a very thin, very concentrated beam of dark energy into Seto's chest. Seto would hardly feel it, but the darkness would not exit his body. It would stay trapped within him and slowly but surely weaken him enough for Ksho to kill him without a second thought.
The small beam was nearly ready as Ksho got into position. Seto was whirling about in the dark, trying to hear where his opponent was. It was nearly impossible in the pouring rain and complete darkness though.
Thankfully, just then, Seraphim awoke. It was as if something was calling her back from the dark sleep Ksho's attack had induced. Immediately, the diamond star glared brilliantly. Seraphim spotted Ksho and knew exactly what he was up to.
"Seto!" Seraphim exclaimed, not a moment too soon.
Seto whirled around to face Ksho who was about to fire his attack. Cornered, Ksho fired anyway. Seto was able to duck out of the way and over to Seraphim, foiling Ksho's attack.
Ksho growled. "You may have escaped death once, but not again," he sneered.
"You have no honor, you would cheat any way you could to get power," Seto retorted angrily. How could he have been blinded by false pride? He looked at Ksho with contempt. "Seraphim and I will defeat you. The dawn comes ever readily." Seto was right, it would be dawn in just a few hours. They just had to hold on a bit longer...but could they?
Seraphim answered that question, by aiming a strong beam of white light straight at Ksho. It did not hit him, but proved useful to Seto.
While Seraphim fired, Seto flew over to Ksho and, catching him off guard, jabbed at Ksho's arm with the sword he still carried. Black blood spurted from the wound. It looked dark against the deathly pale skin. Ksho just laughed. They would not destroy him so easily. Not with a little flesh wound.
"Oh princess," he called. "Your boyfriend won't beat me with little sword tricks." Ksho laughed maniacally. "It will take much more than that..."
"You're crazy," Seto spat.
"Maybe, but my mental disability will serve me well when I rule the world," Ksho grinned. "You and your little 'ANGEL' will rot under the ground and I shall enslave the world. All men will suffer for your insolence."
Seto looked at his enemy in disgust. He was insane. A world full of suffering? Who would that help? No one. He and Seraphim would just have to hold out a bit longer...jut a bit!
"Seraphim," Ksho continued, changing his tone of voice from harsh to silky, "wouldn't you rather have me? The demon prince? Rather than this petty excuse for a mortal? Wouldn't you like the darkness? You could be my queen." The magic in his voice, once again, held no power over Seraphim. Weaker angels would have fallen, but the defiant princess stood strong.
"I will fight you with every ounce of strength I have. If that is not enough, I shall draw power from the ancient magic of the diamond star. We will defeat you and your sorry dream. Your kind will fall into ruin and you will become dust, scattered to the four corners of the earth and never see the light of day again. We will make sure of that. Even if it costs me my life, after this day, I shall make sure you never see another sunrise again," Seraphim spoke with an ancient power. It seemed as if all the angels of the past were using her as they channeled their words through her. She looked so regal, even with battle wearing hard upon her brow. "We will kill you."
"Sorry little princess, this is a battle to the end...your end," Ksho said menacingly as the fight began anew. Only the dawn would decide.
And that would end chapter 14. seven reviews or whenever I can post.
Chapter 14: To the Bitter End
Disclaimer: YGO isn't mine. wish it was. T_T ksho and seraphim and stuff are mine.
Seto reached Seraphim just in time. The beam barely missed the two as they hurtled down to the lake. Skimming over the surface, they rose again. Seto held Seraphim protectively as, together, great powerful, wings bore them back to battle.
"Sweet little princess, do you need your knight in shining armor to save you every time?" Ksho taunted mercilessly.
"No!" Seraphim retorted, firing again at her enemy.
The blow caught Ksho off-guard and he plummeted to the earth. Just in time, however, he recovered and was able to land on two feet. Taking to the sky once more, Ksho shot towards Seto and Seraphim. "Ha! Little princess, that wasn't even a tickle!" Ksho lied through clenched teeth. "Do you have anything better?" He laughed at Seraphim's obvious insecurity.
"Don't you dare insult her," Seto flew in front of Seraphim protectively.
"What are you going to do about it?" Ksho sneered.
Seto growled. But he didn't know how exactly he was going to beat Ksho, unless it was by holding out until dawn. Just six more hours, Seto glanced at his watch. Then they would be free from this torture. Seraphim held him tightly, confidently; she thought they would do it. If she did, then Seto would have to.
Just then, Seraphim shot a beam of white light past Seto, into Ksho. Ksho screamed in rage as it singed his hair. Seraphim laughed. "Not so tough now are you?" she giggled.
"On the contrary, I'm still very tough," Ksho seethed. How dare this...this...GIRL treat him so! He was the prince of demons. He would make her pay, he would kill her. He would kill them both. Kill them all!
Firing an array of dark energy bombs at the two guardians, he succeeded in separating them. Racing after Seraphim, Ksho succeeded in cornering her. Her only ways of escape would be to dive into the lake, or fly straight past her pursuer. She chose the former. Diving into the icy cold depths, she tried to get deep enough so that the water would camouflage her. Unfortunately, Ksho had wonderful night eyes. Being a servant of the darkness had cost him much, but it had made his sight sharpest in the dark. He easily spotter her white dress through the flowing waters.
"I see you!" he taunted merrily. Taking careful aim, he watched as Seraphim surfaced. While she gasped for air, he fired.
Seto raced to her once more. He couldn't reach her in time. But Seraphim was faster than either Seto or Ksho had thought. She dodged the blow and shook herself dry in a matter of seconds. Soon, she was flying high once more.
Colored beams of green, black, and white flew over the surface of the lake. One far away might think a fireworks display was being shown in the remotest part of the forest. But in reality, three entities were fighting for the fate of the world. How ironic it was, Seraphim later considered, that the lights reflected in the water would have been so beautiful...if they hadn't been fighting for their lives at the time.
All three had been dodging well for a while when Seraphim began to tire. It was all and well that Seto was naturally good at most everything, and Ksho had probably been preparing for this day a long time, but she had just become herself again. She was not yet used to the excessive use of her powers.
Ksho saw the weakness, and decided it was the perfect time to strike. Strategically firing once, a weak shot and aiming to miss, he fired a second, much stronger shot immediately after in the direction he believed she would dodge. It worked like a charm. Seraphim was hit squarely in the chest and plummeted to the earth.
"Seraphim!" Seto exclaimed as he dove after her. Ksho chuckled at his attempt. Seto caught Seraphim and they both crashed to the ground. Seraphim was unconscious.
Ksho used this opportunity to fire several blasts at the same time directly at our hero and heroine. Seto, realizing that he had no time to dodge, valiantly covered Seraphim with his own body in attempt to shield her from the horrific blows.
Just before the black waves hit, Seto's gem began to glow. A pale, see-through, green dome surrounded the two. It was a shield of some sort and deflected the death rays.
Ksho growled, he couldn't believe his bad luck. Not only had Seraphim tapped her gem's power, but her inexperienced BOYFRIEND had tapped his as well! "So you've learned to work your gem, huh? Doesn't matter," Ksho sneered. "I'll take care of you first, then I'll kill her."
"You're an asshole, you know that?" Seto retorted.
"Thanks for the compliment." The two men eyed each other warily.
Ksho tried attacking again, Seto blocked the attack with his shield again. "You can't win that way," Seto pointed out confidently.
"Well then," Ksho took on a flattering tone, "why don't we settle this once and for all?"
"What do you mean?" Seto asked warily.
"A battle to the death. Winner take all. No magic whatsoever. Just a weapon of choice and the skills you have," Ksho grinned, baring vampire fangs.
Seto eyes Ksho warily. "What are you playing at?"
"Nothing, nothing. If you kill me, you save your 'true love' and the world. But if you loose...I will kill her and destroy your world," Ksho looked away idly. "It's your decision, take it or leave it."
Seto frowned. "Swear, on your honor, to follow the rules. No magic, to the death, winner take all, one weapon," Seto ordered.
"I swear it," Ksho yawned, as if bored. "Now, do we have a deal?" Ksho extended his hand to the unwilling Seto.
Seto looked for a moment from Ksho to Seraphim. Then, he shook Ksho's hand. "Deal."
Ksho smiled diabolically. "Sword?" he asked, the blade appeared in his hand.
Seto nodded tersely. A blade also appeared in his own hand. It was very different from Ksho's weapon. Ksho's sword was blackened and covered with blood. Seto's sword was a brilliant shining silver color. The hilt was made of gold and an emerald was embedded in the center. Resting Seraphim against the willow, Seto gave the weapon a few practice swings.
"Practice will not help you now," Ksho taunted. "You shall die before the coming of the dawn."
It began to rain. That was the signal to begin. The swords clashed and rang through the forest. Sweat mingled with the rain as Seto and Ksho fought for their lives.
Soon, without the brilliant light of the diamond star to aid them, Seto and Ksho were fighting in almost total darkness. The angry rain clouds blocked the light of the full moon and no stars twinkled in the sky. It was getting harder and harder for Seto to block attacks. Out of sheer luck, he managed to twist Ksho's arm and send his enemy's sword splashing into the depths of the lake.
Ksho cursed in rage when his sword was taken from him. Then, switching to his backup plan, he used his superior night vision to circle around Seto. He planned to shoot a very thin, very concentrated beam of dark energy into Seto's chest. Seto would hardly feel it, but the darkness would not exit his body. It would stay trapped within him and slowly but surely weaken him enough for Ksho to kill him without a second thought.
The small beam was nearly ready as Ksho got into position. Seto was whirling about in the dark, trying to hear where his opponent was. It was nearly impossible in the pouring rain and complete darkness though.
Thankfully, just then, Seraphim awoke. It was as if something was calling her back from the dark sleep Ksho's attack had induced. Immediately, the diamond star glared brilliantly. Seraphim spotted Ksho and knew exactly what he was up to.
"Seto!" Seraphim exclaimed, not a moment too soon.
Seto whirled around to face Ksho who was about to fire his attack. Cornered, Ksho fired anyway. Seto was able to duck out of the way and over to Seraphim, foiling Ksho's attack.
Ksho growled. "You may have escaped death once, but not again," he sneered.
"You have no honor, you would cheat any way you could to get power," Seto retorted angrily. How could he have been blinded by false pride? He looked at Ksho with contempt. "Seraphim and I will defeat you. The dawn comes ever readily." Seto was right, it would be dawn in just a few hours. They just had to hold on a bit longer...but could they?
Seraphim answered that question, by aiming a strong beam of white light straight at Ksho. It did not hit him, but proved useful to Seto.
While Seraphim fired, Seto flew over to Ksho and, catching him off guard, jabbed at Ksho's arm with the sword he still carried. Black blood spurted from the wound. It looked dark against the deathly pale skin. Ksho just laughed. They would not destroy him so easily. Not with a little flesh wound.
"Oh princess," he called. "Your boyfriend won't beat me with little sword tricks." Ksho laughed maniacally. "It will take much more than that..."
"You're crazy," Seto spat.
"Maybe, but my mental disability will serve me well when I rule the world," Ksho grinned. "You and your little 'ANGEL' will rot under the ground and I shall enslave the world. All men will suffer for your insolence."
Seto looked at his enemy in disgust. He was insane. A world full of suffering? Who would that help? No one. He and Seraphim would just have to hold out a bit longer...jut a bit!
"Seraphim," Ksho continued, changing his tone of voice from harsh to silky, "wouldn't you rather have me? The demon prince? Rather than this petty excuse for a mortal? Wouldn't you like the darkness? You could be my queen." The magic in his voice, once again, held no power over Seraphim. Weaker angels would have fallen, but the defiant princess stood strong.
"I will fight you with every ounce of strength I have. If that is not enough, I shall draw power from the ancient magic of the diamond star. We will defeat you and your sorry dream. Your kind will fall into ruin and you will become dust, scattered to the four corners of the earth and never see the light of day again. We will make sure of that. Even if it costs me my life, after this day, I shall make sure you never see another sunrise again," Seraphim spoke with an ancient power. It seemed as if all the angels of the past were using her as they channeled their words through her. She looked so regal, even with battle wearing hard upon her brow. "We will kill you."
"Sorry little princess, this is a battle to the end...your end," Ksho said menacingly as the fight began anew. Only the dawn would decide.
And that would end chapter 14. seven reviews or whenever I can post.