Chapter 9
Dyne was walking down a hall in the Wolf clans' hideout. The windows of the hall were all boarded up, save one that wasn't broken or boarded. Very little light shone in the musky corridor.
Dyne was still shirtless and bloody. He didn't seem to care though. His boots clacked loudly on the tile floor. A cool breeze blew through the corridor suddenly. It was inviting, but that ment that a door or something had been opened. The way the corridor smelled, that was the only way any cool air would have gotten in.
"Hello? Who's there?" Dyne asked. He scanned the hall, but saw no one. He cautiously continued down the hall.
As he approached a fork in the hall, a man stepped out. The man had brown hair. He was wearing a tactical vest of some sort, jeans, and big boots. He had a sword pointed at Dyne.
"Get out, demon. You don't belong here." The man said slyly. He threw the sword over his head, ready to strike Dyne. As the man brought the sword down toward him, Dyne rolled to the side, easily dodging the man's attack. Just as the sword hit the ground, the man swung it to the side, just barely nicking Dyne on the arm. Dyne could tell this guy was a human. As Dyne jumped away, the man charged toward him with the sword in front of him. Dyne barely missed being impaled for the second time that day. For a human, this guy was fast. Strong too. Dyne considered using his devil trigger. . .
Dyne dodged blow after blow. . .barely. The man was almost as quick as Dyne, but Dyne stayed one step ahead of him the whole time. The man tried once again to impale Dyne, but with more force and speed behind his strike. Dyne moved over to the side.
Just as the man came by Dyne, Dyne grabbed at his throat. Since the man was running pretty fast, he hit the hand hard. . .real hard. Dyne clamped his hand down and hurled the man back first into the wall. He stood straight, hand clasped around the man's throat. The man seemed surprised that Dyne wasn't acually trying to choke him just yet. Dyne didn't really want to strangle the poor human, he just wanted to know what the hell he'd done.
"Who the hell are you?" Dyne asked. The man stared at him curiously.
"Why aren't you killing me? Go ahead, throttle me. I don't care." Dyne could tell that the man had worn himself out during the fight. He tightened his grasp and asked again. The man was completely silent, except for his heavy breathing.
"Come on pal, I hate it when people don't answer my questions.! Now answer me, or else!" Dyne didn't seem to notice he was yelling. He never did notice when he lost his temper.
The man remained silent. He smirked. "Aw. . .what are you gonna do. Take a good look down, ya stupid bastard."
Dyne looked down to see a semi-auto pointed at his chest. Dyne rolled his eyes at the man. "Come on pal, I'll live through that. Then I'll just be pissed."
"Oh? No demon's ever lived after it got shot with the bullets I've got in here. They're magic. Even if the one to your chest doesn't kill you, the one I'll put in your head afterwards will."
Just then, the door closest to Dyne opened. He looked out of the corner of his eye to see Skail standing in the door. He looked surprised.
"Dyne!! Let Chris go!" Skail yelled. So this was the great Chris. Dyne took his hand away from Chris' throat. Chris, in return, put his super gun away. He rubbed his throat. Although Dyne hadn't choked him, it had hurt when he'd run into Dyne's hand. Dyne stepped away from Chris.
"Why the hell'd he attack me?! I hadn't done a damn thing to him! He just attacked me out of the blue." Dyne asked.
"Chris doesn't like demons." Skail explained.
"Don't explain the obvious. . ."
Skail quickly told Chris about Dyne and Tye. Chris apologized for the misunderstanding.
"Well Chris, do you have anything to report? Did you find the mother wryn?" Skail asked after a few moments.
Chris nodded. He walked to the door. "I'll tell you everything in the kitchen."
With that, the three left the hall.
* * * * *
Everyone was sitting around the kitchen table. Chris was at one end of the long table, Skail was on the other end. Chris began his explanation.
"I found the new nesting ground. It's in the Cavana Hotel. They've wrecked that place pretty damn good. It doesn't even look like a hotel anymore, more like a dungeon. That bitch of a mother's in the basement somewhere."
Skail smiled. "Good. We'll head there immediately." He looked at Dyne and Tye, who were sitting next to each other. "You boy's will help us, right?"
Dyne nodded eagerly; Tye sighed and nodded too. Chris stood up quickly.
"Well, let's go get you boys ready." He looked specifically at Dyne ". . .I'll get you some new clothes."
Kimra stood up as well. He looked at Tye. "I'll help you get ready." It was obvious to everyone but Tye that Kimra was trying to get on Tye's good side. Tye still didn't know that Kimra had knocked him out.
Chris and Kimra left the room, each with one of the boys.
Chris brought Dyne to a fairly creepy room. Dyne was impressed with Chris' large collection of guns and swords. There were many skulls hung on the walls of the room. Dyne thought it looked somewhat like Dante's room back home.
Chris went to a closet that was next to his bed. He opened it and grabbed a vest. He threw it to Dyne. Dyne caught it, and realized that it was a very light tactical vest. He cocked his head.
"What the hell do I need this thing for? It isn't like those little fuckers are gonna have guns." Dyne asked curiously.
"Don't worry about it." Chris said throwing him a black t- shirt. "Just put the damn thing on. It's got a spell on it that will keep you from getting hurt."
Dyne liked the sound of that. Now he could fight without getting a scratch.
"But. . .it only protects you from chest shots. If you get hit in the head, it's over. It will protect you from gunshots and slashes, but eventually it will get ripped up. That thing'll also protect you from energy and magic attacks, but only three times, then the spell will go away. So, don't go getting beat up." Chris explained.
Dyne nodded. Too bad. . .There he was thinking he'd be invincible. . .
Chris had all his stuff. "Okay. Go get anything you need and we'll get goin'."
Dyne nodded again. He left to go get his stuff.
Tye had been brought to Kimra's room, where his vest, gun, and sword were. He got everything on.
"Ready?" Kimra asked. Tye hesitated, then nodded. They both left the room.
"So. . .You sure got some moves, ya know? Where'd ya learn to fight like a demon?" Dyne asked Chris, trying to make some light chitchat. Chris smiled.
"I used to be a cop here in Berail. When the demons came, all our men got wiped out. I was on the verge of death, but Saia found me, lying on my stomach, starting to bleed out. She healed me somehow, and brought me back here. I decided to become a demon hunter. Kimra gave me this sword." Chris explained, pointing at his sword. "It gives a human possesser more strength and agility. That's how I was able to fight you back in the hall. I still lost though."
Dyne laughed. "Are you kidding?! You could have plugged a hole through my chest, no problem. I'd have to say you won, hands down."
The two talked until they came to the room Dyne had first been in. He saw his trenchcoat, guns, and the Force Edge sitting in a pile in one corner of the room. He geared up. He looked at Chris, his cool smirk across his face.
"Okay. Let's rock!"
Done!!! I still haven't said anything about the mom, huh? Don't worry, I promise tell you about her later. Review.
Dyne was walking down a hall in the Wolf clans' hideout. The windows of the hall were all boarded up, save one that wasn't broken or boarded. Very little light shone in the musky corridor.
Dyne was still shirtless and bloody. He didn't seem to care though. His boots clacked loudly on the tile floor. A cool breeze blew through the corridor suddenly. It was inviting, but that ment that a door or something had been opened. The way the corridor smelled, that was the only way any cool air would have gotten in.
"Hello? Who's there?" Dyne asked. He scanned the hall, but saw no one. He cautiously continued down the hall.
As he approached a fork in the hall, a man stepped out. The man had brown hair. He was wearing a tactical vest of some sort, jeans, and big boots. He had a sword pointed at Dyne.
"Get out, demon. You don't belong here." The man said slyly. He threw the sword over his head, ready to strike Dyne. As the man brought the sword down toward him, Dyne rolled to the side, easily dodging the man's attack. Just as the sword hit the ground, the man swung it to the side, just barely nicking Dyne on the arm. Dyne could tell this guy was a human. As Dyne jumped away, the man charged toward him with the sword in front of him. Dyne barely missed being impaled for the second time that day. For a human, this guy was fast. Strong too. Dyne considered using his devil trigger. . .
Dyne dodged blow after blow. . .barely. The man was almost as quick as Dyne, but Dyne stayed one step ahead of him the whole time. The man tried once again to impale Dyne, but with more force and speed behind his strike. Dyne moved over to the side.
Just as the man came by Dyne, Dyne grabbed at his throat. Since the man was running pretty fast, he hit the hand hard. . .real hard. Dyne clamped his hand down and hurled the man back first into the wall. He stood straight, hand clasped around the man's throat. The man seemed surprised that Dyne wasn't acually trying to choke him just yet. Dyne didn't really want to strangle the poor human, he just wanted to know what the hell he'd done.
"Who the hell are you?" Dyne asked. The man stared at him curiously.
"Why aren't you killing me? Go ahead, throttle me. I don't care." Dyne could tell that the man had worn himself out during the fight. He tightened his grasp and asked again. The man was completely silent, except for his heavy breathing.
"Come on pal, I hate it when people don't answer my questions.! Now answer me, or else!" Dyne didn't seem to notice he was yelling. He never did notice when he lost his temper.
The man remained silent. He smirked. "Aw. . .what are you gonna do. Take a good look down, ya stupid bastard."
Dyne looked down to see a semi-auto pointed at his chest. Dyne rolled his eyes at the man. "Come on pal, I'll live through that. Then I'll just be pissed."
"Oh? No demon's ever lived after it got shot with the bullets I've got in here. They're magic. Even if the one to your chest doesn't kill you, the one I'll put in your head afterwards will."
Just then, the door closest to Dyne opened. He looked out of the corner of his eye to see Skail standing in the door. He looked surprised.
"Dyne!! Let Chris go!" Skail yelled. So this was the great Chris. Dyne took his hand away from Chris' throat. Chris, in return, put his super gun away. He rubbed his throat. Although Dyne hadn't choked him, it had hurt when he'd run into Dyne's hand. Dyne stepped away from Chris.
"Why the hell'd he attack me?! I hadn't done a damn thing to him! He just attacked me out of the blue." Dyne asked.
"Chris doesn't like demons." Skail explained.
"Don't explain the obvious. . ."
Skail quickly told Chris about Dyne and Tye. Chris apologized for the misunderstanding.
"Well Chris, do you have anything to report? Did you find the mother wryn?" Skail asked after a few moments.
Chris nodded. He walked to the door. "I'll tell you everything in the kitchen."
With that, the three left the hall.
* * * * *
Everyone was sitting around the kitchen table. Chris was at one end of the long table, Skail was on the other end. Chris began his explanation.
"I found the new nesting ground. It's in the Cavana Hotel. They've wrecked that place pretty damn good. It doesn't even look like a hotel anymore, more like a dungeon. That bitch of a mother's in the basement somewhere."
Skail smiled. "Good. We'll head there immediately." He looked at Dyne and Tye, who were sitting next to each other. "You boy's will help us, right?"
Dyne nodded eagerly; Tye sighed and nodded too. Chris stood up quickly.
"Well, let's go get you boys ready." He looked specifically at Dyne ". . .I'll get you some new clothes."
Kimra stood up as well. He looked at Tye. "I'll help you get ready." It was obvious to everyone but Tye that Kimra was trying to get on Tye's good side. Tye still didn't know that Kimra had knocked him out.
Chris and Kimra left the room, each with one of the boys.
Chris brought Dyne to a fairly creepy room. Dyne was impressed with Chris' large collection of guns and swords. There were many skulls hung on the walls of the room. Dyne thought it looked somewhat like Dante's room back home.
Chris went to a closet that was next to his bed. He opened it and grabbed a vest. He threw it to Dyne. Dyne caught it, and realized that it was a very light tactical vest. He cocked his head.
"What the hell do I need this thing for? It isn't like those little fuckers are gonna have guns." Dyne asked curiously.
"Don't worry about it." Chris said throwing him a black t- shirt. "Just put the damn thing on. It's got a spell on it that will keep you from getting hurt."
Dyne liked the sound of that. Now he could fight without getting a scratch.
"But. . .it only protects you from chest shots. If you get hit in the head, it's over. It will protect you from gunshots and slashes, but eventually it will get ripped up. That thing'll also protect you from energy and magic attacks, but only three times, then the spell will go away. So, don't go getting beat up." Chris explained.
Dyne nodded. Too bad. . .There he was thinking he'd be invincible. . .
Chris had all his stuff. "Okay. Go get anything you need and we'll get goin'."
Dyne nodded again. He left to go get his stuff.
Tye had been brought to Kimra's room, where his vest, gun, and sword were. He got everything on.
"Ready?" Kimra asked. Tye hesitated, then nodded. They both left the room.
"So. . .You sure got some moves, ya know? Where'd ya learn to fight like a demon?" Dyne asked Chris, trying to make some light chitchat. Chris smiled.
"I used to be a cop here in Berail. When the demons came, all our men got wiped out. I was on the verge of death, but Saia found me, lying on my stomach, starting to bleed out. She healed me somehow, and brought me back here. I decided to become a demon hunter. Kimra gave me this sword." Chris explained, pointing at his sword. "It gives a human possesser more strength and agility. That's how I was able to fight you back in the hall. I still lost though."
Dyne laughed. "Are you kidding?! You could have plugged a hole through my chest, no problem. I'd have to say you won, hands down."
The two talked until they came to the room Dyne had first been in. He saw his trenchcoat, guns, and the Force Edge sitting in a pile in one corner of the room. He geared up. He looked at Chris, his cool smirk across his face.
"Okay. Let's rock!"
Done!!! I still haven't said anything about the mom, huh? Don't worry, I promise tell you about her later. Review.