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Gabriel: Hey everyone! Long time no see! ^_^ Yes I am finally out of the closet! 0_0 Oh wait that didn't sound right!
Dante: *laughing* Son you have something to tell me?
Gabriel: -_- That's not what I meant. I meant that LDN finally released me from her closet. I think I poked her one too many times. Which brings me to why she released me, my poor creator is sick. And today, well Sunday is her Birthday. Poor thing, sick on her b-day, it was her dad. He's the one that's sick with the flu. She didn't want to update but I reminded her that she promised Athar and so she told me to do it! ^_^ Which is cool with me!
LDN: *yells from her bed* Yeah, thanks to Daddy's germs I'm in quarantine!
Gabriel: Yup, she has to use his desk to access the net. So bam that's germ central! So she's sends me to update, *sarcastically* see how nice she is! LOL!! I'm kidding she's cool! Besides I can't get sick, I can easily heal myself! So let's help her feel better by giving her some reviews! K guys! ^_^
Chapter 12- The Fight for Souls, Part 2
Flame moved forward toward Trish and quickly did a roundhouse kick. Trish quickly back flipped out of Flame's leg range. Trish dropped low to the ground and did a low kick, sweeping her leg out to connect with Flame's ankles. As Flame fell toward the ground, Trish flipped forward onto her feet.
Before Trish could attack her again, Flame quickly got to her feet. She clenched her fist and swung her right hand at Trish. Trish easily blocked her hand with her left hand while using her right to swing back at Flame. Unlike Flame's swing, Trish's successfully connected with Flame's cheek. The force of the blow caused Flame to stagger back, but before she could recuperate Trish sent a hard kick to Flame's mid-section, dropping her to the floor again.
"You're no match for me." Trish said haughtily as she glanced down at Flame's fallen figure.
Flame lay on the floor face up and panting, trying to gather her breath. Blood dripped from the edge of her mouth, sliding down onto the floor. "It doesn't matter now." Flame told her rising slightly from the floor. Flame sat on the floor and she spat out some blood landing on the floor beside her.
"Why is that?" Trish asked slightly annoyed.
"Damon's won." Flame told her plainly.
"What?" Trish exclaimed shocked. She turned around to see Damon holding on to a struggling Dante. Weird words floated toward her ears and a second later a red light enveloped Dante. It was very bright that it caused Trish to squint her eyes against it, but as the seconds pasted the red light lost its consistency. It seemed to be leaving Dante and going into Damon.
As the light was been absorbed, Damon's face began to change back to perfection. While Damon was visibly healing Dante was weakening. Dante stumbled down onto his knees with Damon still devouring his essence, his soul. Dante's eyes landed on Trish and his mouth opened apparently asking for help, but no sound came from his lips. He reached out for her with his hand, but an instant later it fell limply to his side.
"Dante!" Trish yelled out in alarm. She headed toward him, but Flame latched on to her, pining Trish's arms behind her. "Let me go! I have to help him!" She yelled as she struggled.
"No, it
won't do you any good." Flame told her. "He'll steal your essence too!"
Trish still struggled against
her. "I don't care! I have to help him!" Trish couldn't break away from Flame.
She could only watch in terror as the light vanished and Dante's eyes closed.
She watched as his body slumped down face first onto the ground. "Dante!" She
yelled desperately.
Damon stood by Dante's fallen body a whole man again. His face was once again whole with a light bronze tint to his skin. He had shiny black hair and his brown eyes gleamed with the newfound demonic essence he had ingested. He wore a smile of triumphant on his face.
Trish broke away from Flame as her hold had loosened and rushed to the fallen hunter's side. She tried to kneel down beside him, but Damon grabbed her roughly by the hair and pulled her up to her feet. He pushed her brutally against the wall and pinned her there by holding her by the throat. He began to mutter the strange words again and a yellow light enveloped over Trish.
"No!" Trish protested, trying to break free. With her free hand she threw some yellow electricity at him. It didn't even faze him and he began to devour her essence too. Trish continued to fight him, but to no avail and there was no one to help her. She glanced over to Gabriel and he was still unmoving on the ground and Dante was face down on the ground, equally unmoving. She didn't even want to think about his condition as she stared at his body. Was he even still alive? She looked back at Damon's newly perfect face, his lips twisted in a sinister sneer as her essence flowed into him.
"Don't worry you'll be with him soon and that half-angel will join you too." He told her mockingly.
"Screw you!" Trish muttered.
"We don't have time for that sweetie." Damon countered.
Trish replied to that by simply spitting on his face. Things weren't looking so good for her.
He laughed heartily at her expense. Mid-way through his laughter though he stopped abruptly, his body jerked and his brown eyes opened wide in shock or was it fear. He removed his grip from Trish's throat and she stumbled at the abruptness of being released. She leaned back against the wall for support as she breathed deeply to give air to her deprived lungs. Damon turned away from Trish and she noticed why he had let her go. Deeply embedded in his back was a red handled dagger.
"You stupid bitch!" Damon yelled bitterly, a few feeble chuckles escaping from his lips. "If I die you die with me or don't you remember? I am what is keeping your ungrateful ass alive."
"I don't care if I die!" She yelled defiantly. "I'm already dead!" She suddenly lit up enveloped in flames, but the flames weren't burning her. "Trish, get out of the way!" She warned her. Flame extended her arms forward and a torrent of flames rushed out in Damon's and Trish's direction.
Trish dove barely in time to escape from the flames that successfully engulfed Damon. She watched from the floor as Damon's burning body thrashed around in an eerie dance of death. Trish watched as Damon fell onto the ground, the flames still eating at his flesh. Standing a few feet behind him was Flame was a smile of great satisfaction on her face. "Burn in hell you bastard!" She heard Flame tell Damon's burning body.
Gabriel: There ya go another chapter complete! It seems Flame has somewhat redeemed herself, somewhat! ;_; She still drugged me, that evil girl. And here I thought she liked me! Well that's the end of Damon and *sweatdrops* I didn't do anything! Sheesh! Anyway please review. I'm sure LDN would love to get B-day wishes from you guys! ^_^ BYE!!!