I still need to get into the hang of writing again. . .Hopefully, this
chapter will be better than the last. I'm close to done, so maybe It'll
only be a few more chapters. Then I can work on the new one I want to!
YEAY! ^____^ But, you guys can't know what it's gonna be about. . .
Chapter 20
"Finally. . ." Dante mumbled as he saw some pale light before him. The exit seemed to be near. Dante looked behind him at Demi and Schala, seeing both of their silhouettes.
"Dante. . .I don't like it here. . ." Demi groaned. "I've got a bad feeling about this place."
Dante couldn't argue. He felt quite uneasy here too. He became even more so as they came closer to the lit up area.
"AK! LET ME GO!!" A small, childish voice yelled from down the cave.
"Skail!" Schala gasped, dashing in front of Dante. She was stopped abruptly as Dante grabbed her and held her back.
"Don't go, it could be a trap!" Dante warned.
"But Skail . . . . ."
Dante slinked forward and came to a turn in the cave. He pressed his body against the wall and looked around the corner. Standing in front of a large opening in the corridor was a tall man, wearing a crimson colored armor and helm. In one large, gloved hand the little wolfling, Skail. Skail squirmed franticly, trying to either get away, or bite his captor.
"Be still, vermin!" The knight roared, shaking Skail like a small stuffed toy. He let out a little yelp.
"LET-GO-OF-ME!!" Skail growled viciously. Well, vicious maybe to his standards, but to the giant that held him captive, it meant nothing.
"Hold your tongue!" The knight yelled, slapping Skail in the face with his free hand.
Skail yelped softly and panted. He whimpered, trembling. He should have never followed the demon hunters. He should have stayed home and just played with his friends.
"Now I'm doomed. . ." Skail thought miserably. "No one's going to save me. . ."
The knight jumped down from the ledge and down to the first floor. He held up the now exhausted wolf cub, almost in disgust. "It's a Lupin. May I kill the cur?"
Gaul's eyes widened as he stared at the pup. "Fool! That's not just any Lupin!" Gaul came closer to Skail, taking him from Surt. He combed his ebony fur, finding a small tattoo on the little pups back. "This is Kiyashi's son!"
Surt's jaw dropped. "WHAT?!?!" He stared in aw for a moment, then grinned evilly. If we have his son. . .then. . ."
"He'll be sure to come looking for him." Gaul finished. He motioned for Merin to come to him. Merin slowly walked over, having the little pup shoved into his arms.
"What do you want ME to do with it?" Merin asked, annoyed at having to deal with it.
"Take it to the catacombs and restrain it." Gaul commanded.
"Why me? I don't feel like it. . ."
Gaul looked over to Surt. "Surt will be joining you, just to make sure you actually do your job. . .for ONCE!"
Merin scoffed, glaring up at the knight. "Why can't Kaos do these kind of stupid jobs?"
"We don't know where Kaos is, remember?" Gaul reminded Merin.
Merin turned and began off toward a tunnel on the first floor. "Whatever, I'm going. . ." With that, Merin trudged off, Surt following close behind. "Why the hell do I have to have 'Pyro Orc' follow me? He's a fuckin' imbecile!" Merin thought sharply. "What's he good at? Oh, killing, that's ALL. . ."
Merin and Surt now gone, Gaul turned to Isra. "You may be excused to your quarters for the time being."
"Of course." Isra said with a bow, disappearing just as she had appeared.
Gaul sighed. "I only wish that all of my followers were as obedient as Isra and Surt. . ." Shaking his head, the demon general slinked off in the opposing direction of Merin and Surt.
All quiet, Dante came out of hiding, just as he heard a door shut. He glanced around, making absolutely sure of their safety. "All clear."
Schala ran out from the tunnel and looked around wildly. "Where's Skail?!"
"They took him down to the catacombs. . ." Dante explained.
"We have to find them!" Schala pleaded. Dante stared at her for a moment, only to meet a frightened, begging face.
"Fine. . .we'll go get him." Dante agreed with a nod.
****
Merin sighed, gripping the now human boys arm. The child seemed exhausted, probably from being throttled by Surt. Merin decided to pick the little one up, laying him over his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Surt asked, almost in an abhorring way.
"The lad's tired. I'm not going to make him walk all the way down to the catacombs like this."
Surt scoffed. "Why are you showing any ounce of care to a lowly cur like him?"
Merin grit his teeth, deciding not to answer. He knew if he did that it would lead to Surt and him fighting. "I hope he knows he drives me ape shit! I hope Dante comes along and lops your bleedin' head off." Merin thought angrily. It sure would make his day to see Surt's ugly head roll across the floor. . . .
The horrible stench of decay wafted into Merin's senses, clearing his mind of any thoughts of malice towards Surt. "God, I hate this place. . ." Of course, Merin had learned to deal with the smell, since the dungeon was also down here. Merin had been assigned to keep an eye on and interrogate their only prisoner. Not that he ever did his job very well. . .
They came to a large room near the dungeon when Surt stopped.
"Right here. . .drop the runt."
Merin nodded, gently setting the child on the stone floor. The boy seemed to be dazed somehow, just staring up at Merin sadly.
"It's okay kid. . ." Merin began when Surt pushed past him and enveloped the boy's head with one huge hand. Skail only let out a small whimper as he was slammed into a nearby wall, still being suspended by his head.
"Surt, that's enough! Don't kill him!" Merin growled. Stepping closer just as Surt was about to punch the boy. He snapped his head back at Merin and scoffed.
"I won't kill him. . .just gonna have a bit of fun with him." Surt said, putting one hand into the air, producing fiery red energy. It snaked up from his hand and spun around the boys body, restraining him like a thick rope. Surt threw him to the ground and began to turn to Merin.
"There. Now—"
Before Surt could utter another word, a huge gray streak slammed into him, knocking him to the ground. Suddenly he was confronted with the sharp fangs of a giant wolf. Merin blinked, taking in the whole scene. Lying on the floor was Surt with the wolf on top of him. The little boy, who had been silent and limp, was staring at the scene as well.
"Surt!" Merin yelled, still just standing there. Secretly, Merin hoped that the wolf could get through the knights armor and tear his throat out.
Merin's hopes faded as the demon knight took hold of the wolf's neck and flung it from him. The wolf landed gracefully on the ground and proceeded to charge back at the demon. It lunged forward, teeth gleaming through a snarl. Surt sidestepped as the wolf closed in, letting it glide by. Surt uttered a few words of a spell and put one arm out toward the wolf, sending a large flaming spike of energy into the beasts face. In an explosion of flame, there was one loud howl of pain and the beast fell to the ground, panting heavily. His face was badly injured, blood seeping from a long slash in it's cheek.
Merin was surprised when the wolf began to slowly transform. His body shrunk and the fur disappeared from his body, his legs and waist covered in a pair of tattered pants. He began to take the form of a man. Merin noticed the man almost immediately to be the leader of the demon wolf clan, Yui Kiyashi.
Unfortunately, Surt noticed this as well. There was a sinister chuckle from the demon knight as he came at Yui, grabbing him around the throat and slamming him into a wall.
"Finally, just what I've been waiting for all these years!!" Surt laughed in a victorious bellow. He restrained Yui in the same manner he had with Skail and threw him down next to the boy. Skail stared frightened at his father.
"Father? What are you. . ." Skail began. He knew his dad had come after him. It was his fault they were both here now.
Another chuckle came from Surt. "Can I go ahead and kill them?"
Merin sighed and was about to grumble something, when he heard footsteps from behind him. "Aw, now what?" He thought, turning. His eyes widened as they fell onto a white haired figure, wearing red and black. Behind him were two other figures. "Aw, bloody hell. . ."
"What?" Surt grumbled. He glanced over, not noticing the hunter and his friends at first. It took a second gaze to realize their danger. "That devil hunter?!" Surt spat.
Dante smirked and waved. "Hey, just what do you think you're doing? Beating up little kids."
Surt pushed in front of Merin, who had been closest to Dante. He growled viciously, staring down at the hunter. "This is the great Dante Sparda?! I could crush you in one blow!" Surt laughed, feeling no sort of intimidation from Dante.
"Well, let's see just how well you back those words, pal." Dante said, drawing his blade.
Surt turned to Merin. "Don't even think of interfering!" He growled.
"Why would I do a thing like that?" Merin asked sarcastically. This was a fight he'd been waiting to see. "I'll just sit back and enjoy the action."
Surt drew his sword from his back, making flames envelope around the blade. "You'll taste the wrath of my blade, little man." Surt boasted.
"Bring it on." Dante coaxed, and evil little glint in his eye.
I don't wanna do the battle just yet. I need to really think it over, since my writing is kinda junky at the moment. I plan for this to be a good fight, along with the aftermath, so it must be to my standards. I hope to see a few reviews. . .but since it was nothing of major importance, I probably won't see any. . . Well, see you guy's next chapter!
Chapter 20
"Finally. . ." Dante mumbled as he saw some pale light before him. The exit seemed to be near. Dante looked behind him at Demi and Schala, seeing both of their silhouettes.
"Dante. . .I don't like it here. . ." Demi groaned. "I've got a bad feeling about this place."
Dante couldn't argue. He felt quite uneasy here too. He became even more so as they came closer to the lit up area.
"AK! LET ME GO!!" A small, childish voice yelled from down the cave.
"Skail!" Schala gasped, dashing in front of Dante. She was stopped abruptly as Dante grabbed her and held her back.
"Don't go, it could be a trap!" Dante warned.
"But Skail . . . . ."
Dante slinked forward and came to a turn in the cave. He pressed his body against the wall and looked around the corner. Standing in front of a large opening in the corridor was a tall man, wearing a crimson colored armor and helm. In one large, gloved hand the little wolfling, Skail. Skail squirmed franticly, trying to either get away, or bite his captor.
"Be still, vermin!" The knight roared, shaking Skail like a small stuffed toy. He let out a little yelp.
"LET-GO-OF-ME!!" Skail growled viciously. Well, vicious maybe to his standards, but to the giant that held him captive, it meant nothing.
"Hold your tongue!" The knight yelled, slapping Skail in the face with his free hand.
Skail yelped softly and panted. He whimpered, trembling. He should have never followed the demon hunters. He should have stayed home and just played with his friends.
"Now I'm doomed. . ." Skail thought miserably. "No one's going to save me. . ."
The knight jumped down from the ledge and down to the first floor. He held up the now exhausted wolf cub, almost in disgust. "It's a Lupin. May I kill the cur?"
Gaul's eyes widened as he stared at the pup. "Fool! That's not just any Lupin!" Gaul came closer to Skail, taking him from Surt. He combed his ebony fur, finding a small tattoo on the little pups back. "This is Kiyashi's son!"
Surt's jaw dropped. "WHAT?!?!" He stared in aw for a moment, then grinned evilly. If we have his son. . .then. . ."
"He'll be sure to come looking for him." Gaul finished. He motioned for Merin to come to him. Merin slowly walked over, having the little pup shoved into his arms.
"What do you want ME to do with it?" Merin asked, annoyed at having to deal with it.
"Take it to the catacombs and restrain it." Gaul commanded.
"Why me? I don't feel like it. . ."
Gaul looked over to Surt. "Surt will be joining you, just to make sure you actually do your job. . .for ONCE!"
Merin scoffed, glaring up at the knight. "Why can't Kaos do these kind of stupid jobs?"
"We don't know where Kaos is, remember?" Gaul reminded Merin.
Merin turned and began off toward a tunnel on the first floor. "Whatever, I'm going. . ." With that, Merin trudged off, Surt following close behind. "Why the hell do I have to have 'Pyro Orc' follow me? He's a fuckin' imbecile!" Merin thought sharply. "What's he good at? Oh, killing, that's ALL. . ."
Merin and Surt now gone, Gaul turned to Isra. "You may be excused to your quarters for the time being."
"Of course." Isra said with a bow, disappearing just as she had appeared.
Gaul sighed. "I only wish that all of my followers were as obedient as Isra and Surt. . ." Shaking his head, the demon general slinked off in the opposing direction of Merin and Surt.
All quiet, Dante came out of hiding, just as he heard a door shut. He glanced around, making absolutely sure of their safety. "All clear."
Schala ran out from the tunnel and looked around wildly. "Where's Skail?!"
"They took him down to the catacombs. . ." Dante explained.
"We have to find them!" Schala pleaded. Dante stared at her for a moment, only to meet a frightened, begging face.
"Fine. . .we'll go get him." Dante agreed with a nod.
****
Merin sighed, gripping the now human boys arm. The child seemed exhausted, probably from being throttled by Surt. Merin decided to pick the little one up, laying him over his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Surt asked, almost in an abhorring way.
"The lad's tired. I'm not going to make him walk all the way down to the catacombs like this."
Surt scoffed. "Why are you showing any ounce of care to a lowly cur like him?"
Merin grit his teeth, deciding not to answer. He knew if he did that it would lead to Surt and him fighting. "I hope he knows he drives me ape shit! I hope Dante comes along and lops your bleedin' head off." Merin thought angrily. It sure would make his day to see Surt's ugly head roll across the floor. . . .
The horrible stench of decay wafted into Merin's senses, clearing his mind of any thoughts of malice towards Surt. "God, I hate this place. . ." Of course, Merin had learned to deal with the smell, since the dungeon was also down here. Merin had been assigned to keep an eye on and interrogate their only prisoner. Not that he ever did his job very well. . .
They came to a large room near the dungeon when Surt stopped.
"Right here. . .drop the runt."
Merin nodded, gently setting the child on the stone floor. The boy seemed to be dazed somehow, just staring up at Merin sadly.
"It's okay kid. . ." Merin began when Surt pushed past him and enveloped the boy's head with one huge hand. Skail only let out a small whimper as he was slammed into a nearby wall, still being suspended by his head.
"Surt, that's enough! Don't kill him!" Merin growled. Stepping closer just as Surt was about to punch the boy. He snapped his head back at Merin and scoffed.
"I won't kill him. . .just gonna have a bit of fun with him." Surt said, putting one hand into the air, producing fiery red energy. It snaked up from his hand and spun around the boys body, restraining him like a thick rope. Surt threw him to the ground and began to turn to Merin.
"There. Now—"
Before Surt could utter another word, a huge gray streak slammed into him, knocking him to the ground. Suddenly he was confronted with the sharp fangs of a giant wolf. Merin blinked, taking in the whole scene. Lying on the floor was Surt with the wolf on top of him. The little boy, who had been silent and limp, was staring at the scene as well.
"Surt!" Merin yelled, still just standing there. Secretly, Merin hoped that the wolf could get through the knights armor and tear his throat out.
Merin's hopes faded as the demon knight took hold of the wolf's neck and flung it from him. The wolf landed gracefully on the ground and proceeded to charge back at the demon. It lunged forward, teeth gleaming through a snarl. Surt sidestepped as the wolf closed in, letting it glide by. Surt uttered a few words of a spell and put one arm out toward the wolf, sending a large flaming spike of energy into the beasts face. In an explosion of flame, there was one loud howl of pain and the beast fell to the ground, panting heavily. His face was badly injured, blood seeping from a long slash in it's cheek.
Merin was surprised when the wolf began to slowly transform. His body shrunk and the fur disappeared from his body, his legs and waist covered in a pair of tattered pants. He began to take the form of a man. Merin noticed the man almost immediately to be the leader of the demon wolf clan, Yui Kiyashi.
Unfortunately, Surt noticed this as well. There was a sinister chuckle from the demon knight as he came at Yui, grabbing him around the throat and slamming him into a wall.
"Finally, just what I've been waiting for all these years!!" Surt laughed in a victorious bellow. He restrained Yui in the same manner he had with Skail and threw him down next to the boy. Skail stared frightened at his father.
"Father? What are you. . ." Skail began. He knew his dad had come after him. It was his fault they were both here now.
Another chuckle came from Surt. "Can I go ahead and kill them?"
Merin sighed and was about to grumble something, when he heard footsteps from behind him. "Aw, now what?" He thought, turning. His eyes widened as they fell onto a white haired figure, wearing red and black. Behind him were two other figures. "Aw, bloody hell. . ."
"What?" Surt grumbled. He glanced over, not noticing the hunter and his friends at first. It took a second gaze to realize their danger. "That devil hunter?!" Surt spat.
Dante smirked and waved. "Hey, just what do you think you're doing? Beating up little kids."
Surt pushed in front of Merin, who had been closest to Dante. He growled viciously, staring down at the hunter. "This is the great Dante Sparda?! I could crush you in one blow!" Surt laughed, feeling no sort of intimidation from Dante.
"Well, let's see just how well you back those words, pal." Dante said, drawing his blade.
Surt turned to Merin. "Don't even think of interfering!" He growled.
"Why would I do a thing like that?" Merin asked sarcastically. This was a fight he'd been waiting to see. "I'll just sit back and enjoy the action."
Surt drew his sword from his back, making flames envelope around the blade. "You'll taste the wrath of my blade, little man." Surt boasted.
"Bring it on." Dante coaxed, and evil little glint in his eye.
I don't wanna do the battle just yet. I need to really think it over, since my writing is kinda junky at the moment. I plan for this to be a good fight, along with the aftermath, so it must be to my standards. I hope to see a few reviews. . .but since it was nothing of major importance, I probably won't see any. . . Well, see you guy's next chapter!