With a keyboard resting in my lap because the bench it was on collapsed, I am typing Chapter 11. I'm sure all you guys know this by now, but if you don't here it is again. Arson, Rayne, Dawn, Massadas and Pharmakos belong to moi. Looks like I've been playing too much Devil May Cry 2…I keep talking French. O_o Just what I need after celebrating getting my French Oral over and done with…
Chapter 11
Rayne said nothing but watched as Arson's health continued to deteriorate. He looked at Dawn wearily and shook his head silently. Dawn sighed. If Arson's strength continued to fail, all hope would be lost. Arson slowly opened his eyes but he said nothing. He stared numbly at a blank wall and didn't take any notice when Dawn waved her hand in front of his eyes, hoping that they would focus upon her and follow. They never did. Dawn frowned.
'If he's allergic to water…then how does he take a bath?' Rayne chuckled.
'He boils it. And even then he can't stand it for too long. Once we had to stay in Mexico for a week for some kind of field trip. We were sharing the same dormitory. Anyways, Arson always used up the hot water. Man, you should have seen how many people were ready to kill him. It was hilarious!' Dawn shook her head.
'I fail to see the funny side.' Rayne smiled.
'Well hey, people always say I have a dumb sense of humour.'
'I'd be inclined to agree with them.' Rayne turned his eyes to the sky, a lopsided grin on his face. Suddenly, he turned serious.
'If anything happens…I'll free Trish and Dante.'
'You said it yourself; it's not your fight.'
'Maybe so…but-'
'You don't have to worry…I'm not going to die.' Dawn and Rayne turned to see that Arson had propped himself up on his elbows. Though the effort was taking it's toll, Arson's eyes blazed with a sudden determination.
'Get some rest, Arse,' said Rayne. Arson glared at him and sat up, panting from his effort.
'I refuse to die like this.'
'Yeah that's great and all, but if you don't rest, then you'll end up killing yourself.' Dawn nodded her agreement.
'Indeed. If I were you, I'd listen to him.'
'Well I'm not you am I?' Rayne felt tension building.
'I just had a thought.' Dawn looked towards him, amused.
'Another one?'
'If Dante is Arson's grandfather, then wouldn't he be a bit…old to fight with us?' Dawn shook her head.
'No. Dante has demon blood. Therefore, his aging process was dramatically slowed down. His strength and speed have not been affected over the years.' Rayne nodded, taking it all in. He grinned again.
'And another thing. We had so much trouble with just two measly demons…how the hell are we supposed to kill Mundas?' Dawn looked dismayed. She shook her head.
'I…don't know.' Arson laughed dryly.
'Well that's such a great plan! Run into trouble, get the crap beaten out of us and die. Well done, Dawn. You deserve a medal!' Dawn whirled around, a scowl on her face.
'Why don't you think of something then?' Arson smiled thinly.
'Maybe I will…and whatever I come up with, it'll be a lot better then simply getting hit up all the time.' Rayne lowered his eyes, sheepishly.
'Well…the way I figure it, the only one who got hit up was you.' Dawn looked towards him, thankfully. Rayne caught the look on her face and smiled. Arson lowered his eyes.
'…you're right.' Rayne nodded.
'I know. Now shut up and get some rest.' Arson narrowed his eyes. Rayne caught the rebellious gleam in his eye and walked up to his bedside. Arson had no idea what hit him. Dawn looked at Rayne as he turned away.
'That was a bit drastic wasn't it?' Rayne shrugged.
'I got sick and tired of him complaining. What's a guy to do?' Dawn looked at him doubtfully and then at last sighed. Arson opened his eyes again as they went out of the room. He smiled thinly to himself and then pulled himself free of the covers…
Dante was slapped into wakefulness. He shook his head groggily, trying to clear his vision. A pair of green eyes greeted his sight.
'Cypher…' he muttered.
'Quiet. Just stay still for a minute.'
'What was the point of waking me up then?' Cypher did not reply. He looked at Dante with a mixture of amusement and loathing before he dislodged the hairpin from the bed. Dante closed his eyes again, his head throbbing. He suddenly felt one of the bonds loosen. He pulled his arm free and searched for the other bond. Cypher brought the pile of clothing closer. Dante unbuckled the bond across his chest and sat up. Cypher considerately turned around while Dante continued to break free of the restrictive bonds.
'I don't know exactly who you are but…thanks.' Cypher shrugged.
'Get out of here.'
'Why are you helping me like this?' Cypher's green eyes hardened, becoming like stone.
'My father…I loathe him as much as I hate you.'
'Nice.' Cypher continued, as though he hadn't heard him.
'I thought that maybe if I could free you, you would be able to finish him off. Him and my sister. They have done nothing but torment me.'
'Why?'
'I'm not like them. I disagree with what they intend to do. I believe that we should keep to ourselves, and they to themselves. Unfortunately they do not see the same as I. If you could kill Mundas, my father, I'd make sure you were paid a great deal.' Cypher turned around as Dante finished pulling the top over his head.
'Money doesn't interest me.'
'One has to earn a living somehow. I'd make sure that this troublesome task is worth it.' Dante nodded at last.
'Fine. Where's Trish?'
'She's being held prisoner in the dungeon directly below you. The way there is fraught with danger and it is like a maze.'
'That's why you're coming with me.' Cypher's face blanched slightly.
'What?'
'All a part of the deal. You help me get to Trish, I'll do what I can to get rid of Mundas. If I need anything more, you have to give it to me.' Cypher said nothing for a while. Dante could almost see his brain working. To side with someone who he hates is one thing, but to be at his constant beck and call was degrading. But then again, what was worse? Siding with an enemy who was an enemy of your father's or siding with your own blood, who humiliates you at every turn? Cypher folded his arms and walked grudgingly towards Dante.
'Fine. Count yourself lucky.' Dante smiled but kept his own thoughts to himself.
'Let's go!'
Ooooh isn't this an interesting twist in the tale? But what's the point of Arson and Dawn and Rayne to be travelling if Dante's already got himself free? Well you'll just have to wait and see. More surprises on the way! R&R !!! Please??? Pretty please??? ^_^
Arson: Oh shut up already!
Busta: But-
Dawn: You're annoying everyone!
Busta: You're annoying me! And you know what'll happen if you carry on annoying me…(gets out magic pen and paper and scribbles out Dawn from her story)
Rayne: ….O_O
Busta: Mwah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Dante: And I thought Mundas was bad enough…