Love is Magical: Chapter 7 Revenge of Ereshkigal pt. 2 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Wheeee! I didn't get any reviews for the last chapter so now I'm going to continue anyways! Although I usually prefer to wait for a review before uploading a new chapter... If this doesn't seem very romantic, it's prol'ly because I'm trying to entertain a wider audience. And besides that, the situation compliments the plot. So this chapter may also concentrate on plot development more than romance, BUT YOU SHOULD READ IT AND REVIEW IT JUST THE SAME! Also, I misspelled "Ereshkigal" last chapter... Oops. Be warned; I'm feeling random today. And thus the fic resumes! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Serra was a little nervous now. She knew that she couldn't summon the power of that kind of demon, so she couldn't possibly have accidentally summoned it.

"HEY, ERK! WHY'RE YOU AND SERRA HIDING BEHIND A TENT!?!?!?!?!?!" Nino... She wasn't exactly the most hygienic of the boogers in the nose we call our universe... Or the sneakiest one either. "OH!!! I GET IT!!! YOU'RE TRYING TO HIDE FROM REBECCA!!!" Rebecca stared at the tent, and then at Nino. "REBECCA!!! THERE IS NOBODY BEHIND ERK'S TENT!!! IN FACT-" But her words were cut off by an arrow whizzing through her heart. Louise began sobbing even harder, and she was knee-deep in tears. There was no way to escape her magical prison, and she was drowning. Serra realized they were already spotted, so she may as well try and save Louise. After all, she, Erk, Lucius, and Canas were the only ones left. Serra began to mutter an incantation (the most advanced one she knew) and aimed her rescue staff at Louise. If she was lucky enough, she could get Louise out of the Ereshkigal Sphere. Then, everything turned black. Serra, being who she is, couldn't help but look around. It began to... snow? That just didn't make any sense! Wasn't it fairly warm in the spring? Then she realized what it was. It was the anima spell, Fimbulvetr. But if whoever was possessing Rebecca could use Ereshkigal, then they would have to have recovered its remains from Nergal's ashes. She turned around, totally forgetting about Louise, who was neck-deep in tears, and accidentally warped Erk to her. Then the ground became a glacier, right where Erk had been standing. "Serra," he said. "You saved me. After I had acted so... recklessly to you." "I'm sorry..." she answered. "I shouldn't have gotten so mad. I-" "Look out!" Erk heard someone's warning and dived out of the way, just in time to avoid a hit from a Bolting. He looked up. There was Rebecca's corpse floating in the air, and next to it was a boy with a turban, cape, sleeveless shirt, pants (You never know with people like Lucius and Canas) and boots, all different shades of purple. He also wore a sash around his waist and holding his turban together. You could see both his eyes, and they were filled more with self-disappointment than malice.

"I'm surprised you four managed to live until her body could no longer take it. I told her that if she cooperated I would spare her but, I guess she was too frail." His voice was like his eyes. It had pity for Rebecca, and was gentle, and without a sneer. "I am Negliph. Mother has given me orders to dispose of you, and expressly stated that the consequence would be the death of my little sister. This is a family issue. I have nothing against you, but my life is meaningless without my sister. When father was murdered by the Lycian League in the line of duty, I made a vow to never allow another one of my family members to die." "That's very noble," a gentle voice said trying to sound menacing. "But you are willing to kill instead of finding a way to rescue your sister? You sicken me." Negliph looked around to try and find who said it, but before he could identify who owned the voice, the owner came out of the ground and tied him up in a split second. It was Giama. "I'm very disappointed in you!" Negliph looked up, and in his eyes were hatred. He vanished and Rebecca and Louise's bodies dropped onto the ground. "Now I'll pick off the rest of you, starting with you, Serra!" Serra began to back away, but tripped. She couldn't get up and trembled. Giama approached, and prepared her Excalibur spell. But just before she muttered the final word of the incantation, a hand touched her cheek. "You know what's good about the fire spell, Giama?" Erk asked teasingly. "You don't need an incantation!" Then Giama's face was incinerated. Before the fire burned out she yelled, "Your tactician will suffer twice as much pain as Heath did!" She pointed at Heath's bones, soaked red with blood, and vanished, probably back to Hell. Serra got up and ran into Erk's arms. "You saved me today, Erky! Twice!" She was in tears, and Erk patted her back and said some words of comfort in her ear. He didn't mention though, that it was the first time she had really cried since she had joined Lyn's Legion three years ago. All he could think about was how glad he was that Serra had finally forgiven him, and how happy they would be after their journey was over.

THE END

Well, actually no. I'll put in more romance once I finish Fifteen Emblems. After all, what kind of seven-chapter romance fic would this be if less than half of it revolved around romance? Oh well. Check Fifteen Emblems to see when I finish and keep working on this. And please, don't flame the prologue; I typed it up a long time ago and I had some really bad inaccuracies. I'll make Bern go up in flames or something (I'll like that, heh heh heh...) and also excuse me if I don't have the personalities quite right. You know by now how bad I am with those ^-^;;