"Mother Dorothy will be proud of me," Rainheart said with an emotionless smile.
I sighed and shook my head. "So be it." I immediately made sure Red was ready to be used. So hey, this might be a little cheap but... I was just about to hit Rainheart with a blast of Red when something metal and solid hit me in the back. I fell to the ground, swearing underneath my breath.
"What the fuck," I growled, looking at what had hit me. Someone had picked up the car door and hurled it at my back. Rainheart began to laugh.
"What's wrong, Rion, not paying attention?" Rainheart said, humor draining from his voice.
I sat up slowly, shaking my head. "Bastard," I muttered.
"Did you forget I could use D-felon just like you?" asked Rainheart. "See, we're more alike than you like to admit..."
"Shut up," I retorted, "Shut up, shut up, shut UP!" By this time, I could feel my anger trying to peak yet again. I tried my hardest to stand up, it came slowly. "I'm sick of this, I'm completely sick of all this shit."
A smile grazed Rainheart's typically emotionally void expression. "Do you finally understand me, Rion?"
Holding my hand out just a slight distance in front of me, I charged the Red in the back of my mind, trying my hardest to focus and continue the dialogue at the exact same time. "Yes, I've finally come to the conclusion that Dorothy and her children are... are... my..."
"Are your what, Rion?" Rainheart asked, his smile growing.
"That you all are trying to fucking brainwash me!" With those words, I released the Red from my mind, forcing it into my palm.
Instead of a bunch of slow-escaping tendrils of flame, a torching blast of fire burst from my hand, immediately consuming Rainheart. Distracting enough. I ran over to the car and, ignoring the.. dead body... and pulled the keys out of the car. Or tried to. "Dammit!" I swore, trying my hardest to get that cursed key out of the ignition.
"Aww... Rion. Having troubles?"
A sigh escaped my lips as the key was released from the ignition. "Dammit, you just don't die, do you?!" I spun around quickly to face my current nemesis.
This... probably wasn't something I wanted to see. Rainheart looked quite comfortable in the blaze I had set him in. Not to mention he looked quite... angry. Humored by my strife, but angry nonetheless.
I held the key tightly in my hand. I needed some way of bailing out of this. Shit. If fire didn't kill Rainheart, I didn't want to think on what other methods I'd have to try.
"What's wrong, Rion? Don't you understand yet?" Rainheart said with a smirk.
"What? Beyond the fact that you can't kill a bastard twice in the same way?" I muttered, my mind rushing through my thoughts. I really needed to bail out now, I thought.
Holding the key in my hand, I just decided to take a deep breath... and started to run. Well, I ran... only to the front door of my house.
"Yes, Rion, feel free to run now!" Rainheart yelled after me. "You know you're running from the inevitable!" Before I knew it, Rainheart was gone, blaze and all.
I sighed and shook my head. "So be it." I immediately made sure Red was ready to be used. So hey, this might be a little cheap but... I was just about to hit Rainheart with a blast of Red when something metal and solid hit me in the back. I fell to the ground, swearing underneath my breath.
"What the fuck," I growled, looking at what had hit me. Someone had picked up the car door and hurled it at my back. Rainheart began to laugh.
"What's wrong, Rion, not paying attention?" Rainheart said, humor draining from his voice.
I sat up slowly, shaking my head. "Bastard," I muttered.
"Did you forget I could use D-felon just like you?" asked Rainheart. "See, we're more alike than you like to admit..."
"Shut up," I retorted, "Shut up, shut up, shut UP!" By this time, I could feel my anger trying to peak yet again. I tried my hardest to stand up, it came slowly. "I'm sick of this, I'm completely sick of all this shit."
A smile grazed Rainheart's typically emotionally void expression. "Do you finally understand me, Rion?"
Holding my hand out just a slight distance in front of me, I charged the Red in the back of my mind, trying my hardest to focus and continue the dialogue at the exact same time. "Yes, I've finally come to the conclusion that Dorothy and her children are... are... my..."
"Are your what, Rion?" Rainheart asked, his smile growing.
"That you all are trying to fucking brainwash me!" With those words, I released the Red from my mind, forcing it into my palm.
Instead of a bunch of slow-escaping tendrils of flame, a torching blast of fire burst from my hand, immediately consuming Rainheart. Distracting enough. I ran over to the car and, ignoring the.. dead body... and pulled the keys out of the car. Or tried to. "Dammit!" I swore, trying my hardest to get that cursed key out of the ignition.
"Aww... Rion. Having troubles?"
A sigh escaped my lips as the key was released from the ignition. "Dammit, you just don't die, do you?!" I spun around quickly to face my current nemesis.
This... probably wasn't something I wanted to see. Rainheart looked quite comfortable in the blaze I had set him in. Not to mention he looked quite... angry. Humored by my strife, but angry nonetheless.
I held the key tightly in my hand. I needed some way of bailing out of this. Shit. If fire didn't kill Rainheart, I didn't want to think on what other methods I'd have to try.
"What's wrong, Rion? Don't you understand yet?" Rainheart said with a smirk.
"What? Beyond the fact that you can't kill a bastard twice in the same way?" I muttered, my mind rushing through my thoughts. I really needed to bail out now, I thought.
Holding the key in my hand, I just decided to take a deep breath... and started to run. Well, I ran... only to the front door of my house.
"Yes, Rion, feel free to run now!" Rainheart yelled after me. "You know you're running from the inevitable!" Before I knew it, Rainheart was gone, blaze and all.