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Chapter Fifteen-At the Hands of Mercy
There I stood, watching Kyle come at me like it was in slow motion. I didn't move until his fist was an inch away from my face. Then, I ducked under his arm, grabbed it, and pulled it with me as I stepped behind his back. He screamed, and turned his head to glare at me, his eyes flashing red, and bring his other fist into my stomach. I let go of his arm, and stumbled backwards a bit, but regained my balance just in time to have him kick me, and bring his other fist onto my face.
I was on the ground, my nose bleeding, and my stomach probably had a bruise. Kiara stood over me; her white grin kept my anger rolling, and her red eyes kept my adrenaline pumping. I stood up, and glared back at Kyle, just standing there with my eyes on him.
Apparently he resented the look so much, he came charging up to my like a wild animal, hitting me hard with both of his fists. I didn't cry, and I didn't scream. I let him hit me until he was out of breath.
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Tal slashed through another demon, which vanished into red vapor like the rest. There were plenty more where that came from, and Guilo was taking on three by himself. Tal quickly flew over to aid his friend, slashing through one of the demons' necks, its head flying away then turning into dust. The body flew around, searching for its head, until it finally vanished, too. A demon caught in the flutter slashed its sword through Tal's wing, and laughed in victory.
Guilo turned around and sliced the laughing demon. He put his hand on his friend, and whispered, "are you okay?"
Tal nodded, and stood up, glancing over at Miroku, who was getting pounded by Kyle. Things were heating up. Time to bring the action to a higher level. Tal took a deep breath to steady himself, and charged on one wing to Kiara.
Kiara wasn't prepared for an attack, and she was on the ground faster than a cup falling off of a table. Tal was on her, struggling against her arms to bring his sword through her. Her glowing red eyes flashed at him, but his gold eyes flashed back. She growled, and kicked her feet, trying to kick him, or distract him long enough to grab her sword. Her claws began to sink into his skin, but he didn't cry. She wiggled around, and finally got her tail out from underneath her. She swept it across his face, and he fell backwards for a spilt second.
That second cost him deeply. Now she was on top of him, pinning him against the floor, her claws digging in deeper into his skin.
"You made your mistake," she hissed. "Don't think you can win in this town like you have many others. You were just lucky those times."
"Perhaps," Tal said, taking in a few deep breaths. "Or perhaps we haven't finally come out of the shell!"
She frowned, but let out her anger on him some more.
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Kyle was finally out of breath, and so was I. I was lying on the ground, afraid that every bone in my body was broken. But I groaned, trying to stand. As strange as it was, I stood up, and I was standing tall. I probably looked worse than I felt, but at that moment, it didn't matter. Kyle was standing across from me, out of breath and tired. Kiara was off fighting something, hissing and screaming, clawing her bony hands at something I couldn't see. I smiled, she was fighting those angels, and I sure hoped they were winning.
"What are you smiling about?" Kyle demanded.
I looked at him, shocked at the sudden tension in my voice. "I'm smiling because you're not getting away with what you have done."
"What are you going to do? Huh? You can't even lay a punch on me."
"Oh, that's where you're wrong. If you recall, I was the one that threw the first punch."
He rubbed his chin, in painful memory. "I suppose you did."
"And now, Kiara is battling some friends of mine, and they have left you all to me." I laughed a little, "It's ironic, isn't it? I was the weak one, but now I'm the one who will win this fight."
He let out a silent growl under his breath, "You, Miroku, will not be so lucky."
I smiled, "I'm not the one at the hand of mercy right now, Kyle."
Kyle frowned, "Mercy? Mercy? Is that what this is? Mercy? I would hardly call it that."
"Then what would you call it?"
He frowned, and I only smiled. "You don't know what to call it, do you? You are now hanging by a thread, and I am giving you a chance to walk away from here alive."
He snorted, "You can't kill me."
"Oh, I know I can't. But the angels around me can."
He looked around the room, his eyes widening with fear. I guess he really saw those angels around me, and I bet they were staring him down. He began to back away, and his back hit against the wall. With pleading eyes he looked at me, about ready to go on his knees to beg.
"You are at the hand of mercy," I slowly. "You can either die here trying to win, or you can turn yourself in to the police. Which would it be?"
Tears began to stream from his eyes, sweat rolling down his neck. "Where's the phone?"
I pointed to the secretary's desk, and he ran for it. I noticed Kiara was still battling those angels. But she was winning. I think it was time I went in to help her. Taking a deep breath, I slowly walked over, and reached into my jacket for the gun I kept hidden for so long.
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Kiara swept her claws against Tal's face. Tla fell backwards, falling on top of Guilo. They were both bruised, scarred, and torn up. Guilo had lost control of his left arm, and was using his right to hold his sword. Tal's wings were broken, the feathers scattered around the room. Many of the other angels were in better shape than these two warriors. Kiara gave a sharp cackle, and jumped up to look down at the two fallen angels.
"You two are pathetic," she hissed as she slowly crept towards them with her cat-like grace. "You think you can come here, and defeat me? Well, you have been up against some tough foes, I'll admit. Rafar wasn't as strong as he assumed he was. But now, my pets, you are against me. And I am so much stronger than those other, pathetic demons you were against."
Tal groaned as he tried to stand up, his gold eyes flickering at her. "You are just as cocky as them, Kiara. And look what happened to them."
Her eyes narrowed, and she let out a hiss through her nose. "Do not compare me to those weaklings!"
Guilo gave a slight laugh with what strength he could gather. He looked up at her, glaring at her through his bruised eyes. "I think he just did."
Kiara fumed, letting out a loud war cry. She raised her claws in the air.
And bullet zipped past her head.
Tal and Guilo smiled, and Kiara glared at the man standing across from her, a gun pointed at her head.
"I won't miss this time," Miroku said, his eyes narrowing for aim.
Kiara laughed, "Do you think you can kill me with a simple gunshot? You've got to be kidding!"
Miroku shrugged one shoulder, "We'll see." He tightened his grip on the trigger, and Kiara's laughter grew quieter and quieter the closer he got.
Tal and Guilo stood, helping each other up with their new strength coursing through their bodies. Guilo glowed as he could move his left hand, and twitch his fingers. Tal's wings grew back, extending behind him in the air like a canopy of light. They laughed as Kiara's face grew more and more gray with each passing second as Miroku held that gun to her head.
"Lights out," Miroku said, and pulled the trigger. The bullet glowed like a thousand angels' swords as it swept through the sky and straight into Kiara's black heart.
She scratched against her chest as the skin around the bullet hole began to turn into dust. "No, no! Why? Why is this happening? He's just a mortal! A mortal!"
Tal and Guilo raised their swords, and gleamed as they brought the mighty blades through her. She screamed out the same words as she sank into the ground, until the last part of her body vanished into the dust like the rest of her being.
The demons left in the room flew into a panic, pushing and shoving to retreat and seek safety. Tal and Guilo waited until there was no more darkness in the room before putting their swords back into their sheaths.
Miroku gave a sigh, and dropped the gun onto the floor. Tal smiled, and slowly walked toward the Man of God.
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I felt unworthy. The giant angel was standing before me, his golden eyes staring back at me with pride, and wonder. He glowed brighter than the sun, and his hand reached out to my own.
"Miroku," he said my name with such joy, his voice booming around the room. "You did a wonderful job."
I smiled, and grabbed his hand. It felt so real, so strong, so massive. I wasn't even thinking if this was real or not. I had my mind on him and the other angels around the room, nodding their silent thanks to me. After gripping the angel's hand, he let go and gave a slight wave good-bye as he turned slowly. He stepped away from me, and looked at the other angels in the room. With a slow nod of his head, and a giant gust of wind, the angels left me alone in that room.
I lifted my head, seeing their wings lift them up and their bodies vanish through the ceiling. I smiled, and gave the same slight wave good-bye as they soared into the sky.