Sorry it took so long, I had to rewrite, because something keeps happening
to my stuff. When I put it up sometimes, the whole middle gets chopped
out.
Okay, lets get this going. I'm better now and I don't have a lot of work
Chapter 12 The Third Floor
Now the trio found themselves on the third floor. It was no improvement from the second. The wretched stench only worsened into a detestable, thick, humid air. Instead of a hall, this floor was a semi circular room, which Dante thought looked something like a cantaloupe. Still even on this floor, the windows facing the courtyard were sealed.
Dante still pushed Demitri to the lead, but was staying closer to him. He also kept Schala nearby.
As Demi took a few steps into the room, Dante stopped him. Demi turned back to him, still a bit humiliated from the spider incident. He grunted a 'what' sound.
Dante smirked and pointed in front of Demi. Demi turned to make out the thin lines of another spiders web only inches in front of him. He turned and made a detour around it, grumbling something about Dante being a wise ass, which only made Dante's smirk grow.
Unfortunately, the owner of the web must have been displeased in missing its meal. There was a loud hissing screech from above. Demi quickly spun around and jumped away from the web, unsheathing his sword. Dante did the same, slowly moving in front of Schala.
"What is he doing?" Schala thought, a bit annoyed at Dante's move. "Don't tell me he's trying to protect me." At that she scoffed, causing Dante to turn his head to her.
"What?" He asked.
Schala had her hands on her hips and smiled. "Move."
Dante smirked. He knew that she wanted to help. "What's the magic word?" He said in a joking manner.
Schala held back a laugh, wanting to say something around the lines of 'move your ass before I kick it', but instead she went with "Please, move. . . " It seemed like the more polite of the two.
Dante sidestepped a bit and motioned one hand to where he'd been standing. His cocky smirk continued. "Be my guest, milady."
Schala scoffed again. Shaking her head, she took the opening, just as a spider demon fell from the ceiling about two feet in front of her. Schala really hadn't been expecting it, so she jumped back with a quick yelp, drawing her spear. Dante figured now wasn't the time for criticism and let the girl begin the fight.
The spider was quick, but nowhere near as swift as Schala. The spider couldn't even make one move before Schala jumped forward and gouged out one of its eyes. The pain didn't even register immediately. It took about five seconds before the spider reared up, shrieking and slashing wildly at anything in front of it.
Dante was impressed with her speed. Just as he was about to help her out, two more spiders dropped to the floor, apparently responding to their friends call. One was close to Dante, while the other was across the room.
Dante looked over at Demi, who was close to the far one. "Demi!" At his name, Demi snapped his head toward Dante. Dante motioned for the boy to take the far spider out, then gestured that he would take the other one. Dante saw a distasteful look on Demi's face, but was pleased when the boy nodded and took off toward the spider.
Now that all was in order, Dante turned to his demon, which was coming his way. He stood waiting for the spider to come closer, then jumped through the air and onto it's back. He drove Alastor into the spider's abdomen, then, still grasping the handle of the sword, jumped to the ground. The blade sliced smoothly through the abdomen, spilling most of its insides out. The spider fell down, screeching and writhing in pain before finally dieing.
Dante now took his attention to Schala, who seemed to be picking at hers. She had gouged out five of its eight eyes, and slashed off three legs, including the two spiked front ones. Dante could see numerous holes in the demons abdomen; its blood seeped and gushed from the wounds. Finally, the devils soft belly could take no more pressure, and it ruptured, spilling fluid and insides onto the floor. The demon hit the ground, almost dieing instantly.
Dante smirked and gave her a round of applause, causing Schala to look up at him. Her face showed much discomfort from the applaud. Dante stopped clapping and came over to her.
"Damn, you're brutal." He laughed.
Schala brushed her hair back and looked at him curiously. "Huh, brutal?"
"Yeah, the way you fight." Dante had watched some of her strategy. She had relayed mostly on agility to dart around the devil, jabbing at it and occasionally slashing out.
Schala shrugged. "That's the Kiyashi family style. All women of my family learn it."
Dante stopped her, as she was about to go on and explain. "As much as I'd love to learn about it. . ." He was cut off by the squeal of Demitri's spider. As he spun around, he could see Demi standing in front of his spider as it plomped to the floor. Demi's body motioned with a deep sigh and he turned around, wearing a smirk that could match Dante's. He sheathed his sword.
"Damn good. Let's get a beer." He laughed, adrenaline still pumping strongly through him.
Dante started over to give the boy some credit, but stopped and peered at the devil lying behind Demi. He saw it twitch once, the n begin to its feet.
"Demi!" Dante yelled gruffly. "Watch out!"
Demi turned in time to whip out his sword and block the spider's two clawed arms that headed for his face. He struggled to keep it away from him. Dante began to run toward the boy to help, not being able to see what was going on.
Demi slipped a little on his sword as the spider lurched its head forward at him. Its two huge fangs came at him, ready to bear down into him. His left arm that held tightly to the handle of the sword came in front of him as the sword slipped a little more.
Dante couldn't see it from his angle, but the spider's huge fangs came down at Demi's left arm. He moved, but not far enough. The fangs sliced into his arm, but not too seriously. Demi yelled out and with a fit of pain and anger, punched the spider in the face. This move allowed him to get enough leverage to push the spider away, then stab into its head, finally killing it.
Demi huffed loudly, holding his wound. Dante came over to investigate the wound. He gently reached out for Demi's arm, but Demi jerked away.
"Don't. . ." Demi groaned. Blood seeped over his right hand, which cuddled the wound. Dante could see the wound through the boy's hand. He finally persuaded Demi to show him the wound and immediately knew what had happened. The shapes of the slices were obvious.
"Damn. . .bit ya. . ." Dante sighed, a look of pity ran through his eyes.
As Demi looked at Dante, he felt a cold feeling of fear in his stomach.
Oooohhhh! Done and left you with a cliffhanger!
Okay, lets get this going. I'm better now and I don't have a lot of work
Chapter 12 The Third Floor
Now the trio found themselves on the third floor. It was no improvement from the second. The wretched stench only worsened into a detestable, thick, humid air. Instead of a hall, this floor was a semi circular room, which Dante thought looked something like a cantaloupe. Still even on this floor, the windows facing the courtyard were sealed.
Dante still pushed Demitri to the lead, but was staying closer to him. He also kept Schala nearby.
As Demi took a few steps into the room, Dante stopped him. Demi turned back to him, still a bit humiliated from the spider incident. He grunted a 'what' sound.
Dante smirked and pointed in front of Demi. Demi turned to make out the thin lines of another spiders web only inches in front of him. He turned and made a detour around it, grumbling something about Dante being a wise ass, which only made Dante's smirk grow.
Unfortunately, the owner of the web must have been displeased in missing its meal. There was a loud hissing screech from above. Demi quickly spun around and jumped away from the web, unsheathing his sword. Dante did the same, slowly moving in front of Schala.
"What is he doing?" Schala thought, a bit annoyed at Dante's move. "Don't tell me he's trying to protect me." At that she scoffed, causing Dante to turn his head to her.
"What?" He asked.
Schala had her hands on her hips and smiled. "Move."
Dante smirked. He knew that she wanted to help. "What's the magic word?" He said in a joking manner.
Schala held back a laugh, wanting to say something around the lines of 'move your ass before I kick it', but instead she went with "Please, move. . . " It seemed like the more polite of the two.
Dante sidestepped a bit and motioned one hand to where he'd been standing. His cocky smirk continued. "Be my guest, milady."
Schala scoffed again. Shaking her head, she took the opening, just as a spider demon fell from the ceiling about two feet in front of her. Schala really hadn't been expecting it, so she jumped back with a quick yelp, drawing her spear. Dante figured now wasn't the time for criticism and let the girl begin the fight.
The spider was quick, but nowhere near as swift as Schala. The spider couldn't even make one move before Schala jumped forward and gouged out one of its eyes. The pain didn't even register immediately. It took about five seconds before the spider reared up, shrieking and slashing wildly at anything in front of it.
Dante was impressed with her speed. Just as he was about to help her out, two more spiders dropped to the floor, apparently responding to their friends call. One was close to Dante, while the other was across the room.
Dante looked over at Demi, who was close to the far one. "Demi!" At his name, Demi snapped his head toward Dante. Dante motioned for the boy to take the far spider out, then gestured that he would take the other one. Dante saw a distasteful look on Demi's face, but was pleased when the boy nodded and took off toward the spider.
Now that all was in order, Dante turned to his demon, which was coming his way. He stood waiting for the spider to come closer, then jumped through the air and onto it's back. He drove Alastor into the spider's abdomen, then, still grasping the handle of the sword, jumped to the ground. The blade sliced smoothly through the abdomen, spilling most of its insides out. The spider fell down, screeching and writhing in pain before finally dieing.
Dante now took his attention to Schala, who seemed to be picking at hers. She had gouged out five of its eight eyes, and slashed off three legs, including the two spiked front ones. Dante could see numerous holes in the demons abdomen; its blood seeped and gushed from the wounds. Finally, the devils soft belly could take no more pressure, and it ruptured, spilling fluid and insides onto the floor. The demon hit the ground, almost dieing instantly.
Dante smirked and gave her a round of applause, causing Schala to look up at him. Her face showed much discomfort from the applaud. Dante stopped clapping and came over to her.
"Damn, you're brutal." He laughed.
Schala brushed her hair back and looked at him curiously. "Huh, brutal?"
"Yeah, the way you fight." Dante had watched some of her strategy. She had relayed mostly on agility to dart around the devil, jabbing at it and occasionally slashing out.
Schala shrugged. "That's the Kiyashi family style. All women of my family learn it."
Dante stopped her, as she was about to go on and explain. "As much as I'd love to learn about it. . ." He was cut off by the squeal of Demitri's spider. As he spun around, he could see Demi standing in front of his spider as it plomped to the floor. Demi's body motioned with a deep sigh and he turned around, wearing a smirk that could match Dante's. He sheathed his sword.
"Damn good. Let's get a beer." He laughed, adrenaline still pumping strongly through him.
Dante started over to give the boy some credit, but stopped and peered at the devil lying behind Demi. He saw it twitch once, the n begin to its feet.
"Demi!" Dante yelled gruffly. "Watch out!"
Demi turned in time to whip out his sword and block the spider's two clawed arms that headed for his face. He struggled to keep it away from him. Dante began to run toward the boy to help, not being able to see what was going on.
Demi slipped a little on his sword as the spider lurched its head forward at him. Its two huge fangs came at him, ready to bear down into him. His left arm that held tightly to the handle of the sword came in front of him as the sword slipped a little more.
Dante couldn't see it from his angle, but the spider's huge fangs came down at Demi's left arm. He moved, but not far enough. The fangs sliced into his arm, but not too seriously. Demi yelled out and with a fit of pain and anger, punched the spider in the face. This move allowed him to get enough leverage to push the spider away, then stab into its head, finally killing it.
Demi huffed loudly, holding his wound. Dante came over to investigate the wound. He gently reached out for Demi's arm, but Demi jerked away.
"Don't. . ." Demi groaned. Blood seeped over his right hand, which cuddled the wound. Dante could see the wound through the boy's hand. He finally persuaded Demi to show him the wound and immediately knew what had happened. The shapes of the slices were obvious.
"Damn. . .bit ya. . ." Dante sighed, a look of pity ran through his eyes.
As Demi looked at Dante, he felt a cold feeling of fear in his stomach.
Oooohhhh! Done and left you with a cliffhanger!