Hakusho Reaver
Chapter 7- One last battle
"Well now." I said. "The helper becomes the enemy. How predictable."
"And I suppose you're more intelligent?" She laughed. "Frankly, if I were in your situation, I would've killed you hours ago. But that isn't what you did, and now you will fall mercy to Dijimora!"
"Dijamora?!" I exclaimed. I was all too familiar with that name. Dijamora was a legendary devourer of souls. She was also an allusive shape shifter with many different forms. She could transform into various demons, she could mix and match traits of demons to create new ones, she even had a few demon forms that don't even have names yet! The only catch was that she could only shift into the forms of the souls she had devoured. How long ago she devoured the soul didn't matter, so she could use any form at any time despite how long it was since it was last used.
"So you're Dijamora." I said. "Funny how a shape shifter like you wanted to help me."
"It's a long story." She said. "I was out to conquer this world, but I showed up about a thousand years too late. For Taujecht already beat me to it! We did battle to see who was the better demon, and the winner would gain control of Earth. He beat me after he went from scronny green piece of crap to oversized red piece of crap. I survived the battle, but I knew that no matter how many souls I claimed, there would be no chance in hell of me defeating him. But of course, that was when I found you."
She shifted from what I believed was her full demon form, and became the four foot high woman once again. Except now this little girl had red hair, and blue eyes rather than what was before.
"So I raded King Yamma's vault, and took the artifacts of darkness." She said. "I knew the three artifacts had a power that not even Taujecht could fight. Unfortunately, theshadow sword was missing. Luckily, Taujecht's broken copy of the sword was a perfect substitute."
"So basically, I've just been doing your dirty work." I said.
"Exactly! And now, you're no longer useful to me." She returned to her demon form as she began to consentrate her spirit energy into her hands, causing them to mutate into spirit claws. Similar to Botan's, but about six or seven inches longer. Plus she used both hands.
"You're soul, combined with all the others you've claimed, will increase my strength that much further." She declared. "But first, I have to tear it from your body!"
She then took a swipe at me, but I moved to the left, and called forth the reaver. She swiped at me again, but this time, I struck her glowing claw like hand with the blade. Instantly, two of the bladed fingers were severed from her hand, and taken into the reaver! She screamed in pain as her hands went back to normal; revealing her index and middle finger were missing!
"You little bitch!" She shouted.
"Ah, what's the matter?" I laughed. "Break a nail?!"
She glared at me as she began to mutate into a new demon. When the mutation was complete, she looked much like those weird looking bat creatures that I encountered when I fought with Yusuke. Except this one was bright yellow, wore a mini-skirt, and had the horns from her original form.
She lunged at me, and moved too fast for me to use the reaver on her. So I was tackled, forced to the ground, and left staring up at her. She acted like she was getting ready to punch me in the face, but seemed to be powering up instead. But before she could do whatever she was going to do, I let the claws on my non-reaver hand extend to their full length, and I swiped at her. She saw it coming, jumped upward, and in mid air began to transform into another form.
When the transformation was complete, she now had wings, and was seven feet high! Her skin was green, and the devil horns had faded. But her ears were pointy enough to take their place. And most importantly of all, she now had FOUR ARMS!
She looked down at me, and let out a high pitched shriek as fire shot from her mouth. I avoided the fire stream, and watched her land just a few feet in front of me.
"Looks like I'll have to work for my meal." She said, her voice now sounding more like a hiss than a normal demon. "In that case, let's see you avoid this one."
She spat a small amount of fire on her hand, and held her arm up in the air. The fire surrounded her entire hand, and then eventually became a sphere.
"It's a little variation on an attack I saw the great Yuromeshi use." She said. "Except this version is equal to about seven of those. PRISOM OF FIRE!"
She threw the ball at me, but I avoided it. However, when the ball rebounded, it split into ten different prisoms that scattered every which way! And each time one struck the wall, it divided, and became ten different versions of itself!
"You can't avoid a prisom of torment forever." Dijamora laughed. "And this version takes you out that much quicker!"
Just then, an idea came to me. I leaped upward, landed in front of her with at least fifteen prisoms following me, and leaped upward. Before she realized what just happened, the prisoms struck her. She began to shriek in agony as the other prisoms froze dead in their tracks, and flew right in her general direction! Each prisom that hit her increased her agony. It hurt me just watching!
She eventually gave in to the pain, and fell face down on the ground.
"And that takes care of you." I said.
"Does it?" Her voice rang.
I watched in amazement as a slit started to form on her back; cutting her in half lengthwise. Suddenly, a blue four foot high human figure with wings shot from the body, flew upward, landed on the other side of the chamber, and morphed into a human about my size. She had blonde hair, sinister green eyes, and still wore the exact same skirt!
I then watched in amazement as the dead version of herself began to glow, and float upward. She rose her hand upward, but for some reason, I pointed my reaver at it. It started heading in her direction, but then went straight for the reaver; impaling itself upon it, and allowing my symbiotic blade to devour it!
"NO!" She shouted. "My dragoneri soul!"
"It's mine now." I declared, pointing my extended claws at her. "I'm very familiar with the prisom of torment. But are you familiar with this attack? BLADES OF TORMENT!"
The claws shot from my hand, and moved too fast for her to avoid. They buried themselves in her shoulder, and began to electricute her!
She started to scream, but then began laughing as the electricity from my claws went to her hands.
"Your attack is pretty impressive." She laughed, aiming her glowing hands at me. "I'm sure Taujecht either had no idea how to counter, or perhaps he was too weak to try. But I'm not! CIRCLES OF LIGHTNING!"
She threw her hands forward, and baseball sized spheres of energy shot from them! I avoided both, and it was probably a good thing. The thought of being destroyed by my own attack was embarrassing, but it was a possibility. Dijamora had about as many attacks as she had forms; not to mention counters. Once my claws had withdrawn themselves from her shoulder, and reconnected to my hand, I could see her changing yet again.
Her head became that of a rhino, and her body became large and muscular. Her arms were probably as thick as trees, and her skin looked as tough as metal. She grew to about six feet, and glared at me with those blood red eyes that developed last.
"Don't you get it yet?" She roared, her voice now much much deeper than any of her other forms had done to it. "You're attacks are useless! And you should be honored. This happens to be one of my favorite forms. The Rynokari is a very rare demon, and has mastered both incredible strength and incredible speed!"
"She charged at me, but I moved to the left. She slammed head on into the wall, but quickly recovered. She took a swing at me, but I blocked it with my reaver. She quickly brought her hand back, and saw the small cut I had made on her knuckles.
"All those souls, and you still don't have one of your own." I said.
"You should talk." She replied. "I'm not the one who killed my friends just to get this far. Not to mention all those helpless humans back in the forest."
"Even if I did kill them, I honored them by putting their tormented souls at peace. You, my friend, simply stole souls for your own benefit!"
"ENOUGH!"
She took another swing at me, but this time, I severed her fist! She roared in pain as dark purple blood went everywhere.
"You little fuck!" She screamed.
She tried to charge me once again, but I moved out of the way once again. And before she could recover, I drove the reaver through her back!
"Too bad." I said as she suffered. "Looks like all that trash talk went to waste."
It took her forever to die, but she finally passed out. I withdrew the blade of the reaver, and found a multi-colored sphere that appeared to be twice my size! I was amazed at how large it was, and how light it felt. It took equally as long for her to die as it took for my reaver to devour this soul. But once it was devoured, I felt my strength increase dramatically. This new found strength would've really given me a boost in my battle with Taujecht if he wasn't dead already.
So it was official. My quest was over. Unfortunately, I was stuck with this reaver that craved to feed off of human souls. I had no chance of regaining my friends, no chance of becoming human, and until I saw those two giant statues open the doorway, I didn't think I was going to get out of here.
Is this a happy ending? I doubt it. For even though my quest was completed, I was still stuck as a soul sucking beast. And there's nothing I can do about it.
Chapter 7- One last battle
"Well now." I said. "The helper becomes the enemy. How predictable."
"And I suppose you're more intelligent?" She laughed. "Frankly, if I were in your situation, I would've killed you hours ago. But that isn't what you did, and now you will fall mercy to Dijimora!"
"Dijamora?!" I exclaimed. I was all too familiar with that name. Dijamora was a legendary devourer of souls. She was also an allusive shape shifter with many different forms. She could transform into various demons, she could mix and match traits of demons to create new ones, she even had a few demon forms that don't even have names yet! The only catch was that she could only shift into the forms of the souls she had devoured. How long ago she devoured the soul didn't matter, so she could use any form at any time despite how long it was since it was last used.
"So you're Dijamora." I said. "Funny how a shape shifter like you wanted to help me."
"It's a long story." She said. "I was out to conquer this world, but I showed up about a thousand years too late. For Taujecht already beat me to it! We did battle to see who was the better demon, and the winner would gain control of Earth. He beat me after he went from scronny green piece of crap to oversized red piece of crap. I survived the battle, but I knew that no matter how many souls I claimed, there would be no chance in hell of me defeating him. But of course, that was when I found you."
She shifted from what I believed was her full demon form, and became the four foot high woman once again. Except now this little girl had red hair, and blue eyes rather than what was before.
"So I raded King Yamma's vault, and took the artifacts of darkness." She said. "I knew the three artifacts had a power that not even Taujecht could fight. Unfortunately, theshadow sword was missing. Luckily, Taujecht's broken copy of the sword was a perfect substitute."
"So basically, I've just been doing your dirty work." I said.
"Exactly! And now, you're no longer useful to me." She returned to her demon form as she began to consentrate her spirit energy into her hands, causing them to mutate into spirit claws. Similar to Botan's, but about six or seven inches longer. Plus she used both hands.
"You're soul, combined with all the others you've claimed, will increase my strength that much further." She declared. "But first, I have to tear it from your body!"
She then took a swipe at me, but I moved to the left, and called forth the reaver. She swiped at me again, but this time, I struck her glowing claw like hand with the blade. Instantly, two of the bladed fingers were severed from her hand, and taken into the reaver! She screamed in pain as her hands went back to normal; revealing her index and middle finger were missing!
"You little bitch!" She shouted.
"Ah, what's the matter?" I laughed. "Break a nail?!"
She glared at me as she began to mutate into a new demon. When the mutation was complete, she looked much like those weird looking bat creatures that I encountered when I fought with Yusuke. Except this one was bright yellow, wore a mini-skirt, and had the horns from her original form.
She lunged at me, and moved too fast for me to use the reaver on her. So I was tackled, forced to the ground, and left staring up at her. She acted like she was getting ready to punch me in the face, but seemed to be powering up instead. But before she could do whatever she was going to do, I let the claws on my non-reaver hand extend to their full length, and I swiped at her. She saw it coming, jumped upward, and in mid air began to transform into another form.
When the transformation was complete, she now had wings, and was seven feet high! Her skin was green, and the devil horns had faded. But her ears were pointy enough to take their place. And most importantly of all, she now had FOUR ARMS!
She looked down at me, and let out a high pitched shriek as fire shot from her mouth. I avoided the fire stream, and watched her land just a few feet in front of me.
"Looks like I'll have to work for my meal." She said, her voice now sounding more like a hiss than a normal demon. "In that case, let's see you avoid this one."
She spat a small amount of fire on her hand, and held her arm up in the air. The fire surrounded her entire hand, and then eventually became a sphere.
"It's a little variation on an attack I saw the great Yuromeshi use." She said. "Except this version is equal to about seven of those. PRISOM OF FIRE!"
She threw the ball at me, but I avoided it. However, when the ball rebounded, it split into ten different prisoms that scattered every which way! And each time one struck the wall, it divided, and became ten different versions of itself!
"You can't avoid a prisom of torment forever." Dijamora laughed. "And this version takes you out that much quicker!"
Just then, an idea came to me. I leaped upward, landed in front of her with at least fifteen prisoms following me, and leaped upward. Before she realized what just happened, the prisoms struck her. She began to shriek in agony as the other prisoms froze dead in their tracks, and flew right in her general direction! Each prisom that hit her increased her agony. It hurt me just watching!
She eventually gave in to the pain, and fell face down on the ground.
"And that takes care of you." I said.
"Does it?" Her voice rang.
I watched in amazement as a slit started to form on her back; cutting her in half lengthwise. Suddenly, a blue four foot high human figure with wings shot from the body, flew upward, landed on the other side of the chamber, and morphed into a human about my size. She had blonde hair, sinister green eyes, and still wore the exact same skirt!
I then watched in amazement as the dead version of herself began to glow, and float upward. She rose her hand upward, but for some reason, I pointed my reaver at it. It started heading in her direction, but then went straight for the reaver; impaling itself upon it, and allowing my symbiotic blade to devour it!
"NO!" She shouted. "My dragoneri soul!"
"It's mine now." I declared, pointing my extended claws at her. "I'm very familiar with the prisom of torment. But are you familiar with this attack? BLADES OF TORMENT!"
The claws shot from my hand, and moved too fast for her to avoid. They buried themselves in her shoulder, and began to electricute her!
She started to scream, but then began laughing as the electricity from my claws went to her hands.
"Your attack is pretty impressive." She laughed, aiming her glowing hands at me. "I'm sure Taujecht either had no idea how to counter, or perhaps he was too weak to try. But I'm not! CIRCLES OF LIGHTNING!"
She threw her hands forward, and baseball sized spheres of energy shot from them! I avoided both, and it was probably a good thing. The thought of being destroyed by my own attack was embarrassing, but it was a possibility. Dijamora had about as many attacks as she had forms; not to mention counters. Once my claws had withdrawn themselves from her shoulder, and reconnected to my hand, I could see her changing yet again.
Her head became that of a rhino, and her body became large and muscular. Her arms were probably as thick as trees, and her skin looked as tough as metal. She grew to about six feet, and glared at me with those blood red eyes that developed last.
"Don't you get it yet?" She roared, her voice now much much deeper than any of her other forms had done to it. "You're attacks are useless! And you should be honored. This happens to be one of my favorite forms. The Rynokari is a very rare demon, and has mastered both incredible strength and incredible speed!"
"She charged at me, but I moved to the left. She slammed head on into the wall, but quickly recovered. She took a swing at me, but I blocked it with my reaver. She quickly brought her hand back, and saw the small cut I had made on her knuckles.
"All those souls, and you still don't have one of your own." I said.
"You should talk." She replied. "I'm not the one who killed my friends just to get this far. Not to mention all those helpless humans back in the forest."
"Even if I did kill them, I honored them by putting their tormented souls at peace. You, my friend, simply stole souls for your own benefit!"
"ENOUGH!"
She took another swing at me, but this time, I severed her fist! She roared in pain as dark purple blood went everywhere.
"You little fuck!" She screamed.
She tried to charge me once again, but I moved out of the way once again. And before she could recover, I drove the reaver through her back!
"Too bad." I said as she suffered. "Looks like all that trash talk went to waste."
It took her forever to die, but she finally passed out. I withdrew the blade of the reaver, and found a multi-colored sphere that appeared to be twice my size! I was amazed at how large it was, and how light it felt. It took equally as long for her to die as it took for my reaver to devour this soul. But once it was devoured, I felt my strength increase dramatically. This new found strength would've really given me a boost in my battle with Taujecht if he wasn't dead already.
So it was official. My quest was over. Unfortunately, I was stuck with this reaver that craved to feed off of human souls. I had no chance of regaining my friends, no chance of becoming human, and until I saw those two giant statues open the doorway, I didn't think I was going to get out of here.
Is this a happy ending? I doubt it. For even though my quest was completed, I was still stuck as a soul sucking beast. And there's nothing I can do about it.