Disclaimer: Mike: Um, HD, Raven? Calm down a little.
HeavenDemon: You impaled me!
Raven: And you through me out a window!
Mike: Well, sometimes these things are necessary! Myora, back me up here!
Myora: (Hands guns to Raven and HeavenDemon) Sorry, man. This is just too funny to stop.
Mike: Oh crap! Um...I gotta run now!
(Blam Blam!)
Mike: Ahh! I own nothing! Chapter now!
Centara was scanning from the skies for Zin. A pack of winged demon flew towards her, and were burnt to a crisp from the heat she was generating. She spotted Zin on a rooftop.
Centara: Zin!
He looked up, as she launched a huge fireball that set the entire building aflame. She landed in the street.
Centara: Well...that was easy. Too easy.
She jumped aside just as some of the wreckage from the building hit the ground right where she had been standing. Zin looked almost unharmed from Centara's assault. Centara took a long hard look at Zin.
Centara: You might have fooled HeavenDemon, but you don't fool me, demon puppet. How dare you use his image. Trigon!
Zin Puppet: How perceptive you are. How did you know?
Centara: I studied demon puppetry for awhile. The glazed over look in its eyes is a dead giveaway.
Zin Puppet: Ah yes, of course. But now that HeavenDemon and my daughter are dead, you are the only demon left who still defies me.
Centara: You're getting sloppy, Trigon. They lived.
Zin Puppet: No matter. After I kill you, I will deal with them.
Centara: Go ahead and try it!
Zin jumped on to another rooftop, and shot a volley of ice bolts at Centara. She matched each one with blasts of fire, and flew on to the roof. She launched a fiery punch at his face, which a blocked with a frost-rimmed hand. Her arm began to turn blue with the cold. She pulled her hand away, and warmed it up with some fire. She dunked under a kick aimed at her head, and elbowed him in the stomach. As he stumbled, she hit him with a barrage of punches, knocking him off the roof into an alley, which she filled with fire.
Centara: That did it.
As she turned around, a kick in the face sent her flying. She landed in the fire, which had no effect on her.
Centara: Ok, maybe not.
A wave of water from above doused the flames. Centara was unable to see in the smoke. She heard the sound of footsteps, seeming to come from all directions.
Centara: Where is he...there!
She shot a blast of flame to her right. The flame hit the puppet, knocking him into a wall. He moved as she punched the wall where he had just been, knocking it down. As she turned around, his claws slashed her face, leaving three bloody scratches on her face. She howled in rage, and launched a stream of fire at him. As he stumbled, Centara cut off his head with her long, sharp, fingernails.
Centara: And that's end of that!
Zin Puppet's Head: Are you sure?
Centara: What the hell? Oh yeah, demon puppets don't need heads...
The puppet reattached its head, and blasted Centara into the wall with a blast of black energy. He put his claws up to her head.
Zin Puppet: Any last words?
Centara: Just a few.
She knocked his claws aside and put her heads on his forehead.
Centara: Iean Norach Deo Motef Kona!
The puppet vanished, leaving behind a small object.
Centara: He didn't guard against disspellation? He really is getting sloppy. What's this it dropped.
She examined it.
Centara: It's...Zin's earring. The one he was wearing when Trigon...I better get back to the tower.
Mike: How was that?
(Blam!)
Mike: Oh God! Stop shooting at me!
Raven: No
HeavenDemon: We're mad.
Mike: I can see that. But you don't have to shoot at me!
Raven: Yes we do.
Mike: AHH! Haruko, protect me!
(Haruko shows up and knocks guns out of their hands with her bass guitar.)
Myora: What the hell? Haruko?
Haruko: Hey bro!
Myora: AH! Keep her away!
Mike: Um...yeah. Ok. Well, anyway, please review. Peace Out!