A Long Sought Fight

Dilandu

He went home at the end of the week that night, worn out and tired. His car lights illuminating the almost abandoned streets. Storm clouds loomed overhead and a foreboding shadow was cast through the darkness. Parking in his spot he was greeted by an eerie feeling. He walked upstairs to his apartment and found his door open. Cautiously stepping inside he turned on the light. All around his apartment was disaster. His furniture was cast about and the room was just... trashed! He looked around and found that, next to his phone, was a note.

Dilandu,
You betrayed me once with that girl and now you betray me again with
Fanell himself! You miserable worm! I'll spare you the pain of Lord
Fulcan's wrath though and fight you myself. Meet me on the bridge in
the sanctuary. If you choose to ignore this... I'll have no choice but
to pay your little girlfriend another little... visit. Use your head for
once. Come back with us and we'll destroy them all together! It's your
choice.

Vince

He couldn't ignore the message. If he did Merle would suffer again. He had no choice. Tonight would be the night to avenge Merle and to free Dilandu. He picked up the phone and called Van. If he did loose, he needed to know that Fanell would be there to stop Vince from hurting Merle. It rang forever it seemed before he got an answer. It was Allen. "Hello?"

"Allen it's me."

"Oh! Hey Dilandu! What's up?" Dilandu told Allen about the apartment.

"Is Van there?"

"Why?"

"Because tonight is the night." He said simply.

"I'll get him for you. Good luck Dilandu." It was all Allen said before Van came on the phone. He had heard every word that Dilandu had spoken Allen must have put me on speaker Van held no disagreement with this except one.

"Make sure that you remember... above all else, what you're fighting for." Dilandu nodded, though he knew that Van could not see him. He hung up the phone and headed out for his car, for the bridge, for his destiny.

Reaching the bridge Dilandu saw the group of people Vince had assembled. Mark and his group, a few others, and Rela. He stood on the other end of the bridge with Van, staring them down. Each one looked to Dilandu with disinterest and to Van with hate and wonder. So this was the king? He didn't look so tough. Vince stood ahead of them, blade in hand, looking cocky and arrogant on the bridge. Dilandu smiled an angry smile and peeled off his shirt and grabbed his sword. Walking to the bridge he turned to look at the arriving Hitomi and Allen. Hitomi looked horrified not by the large group of Fulcan followers, but of the fight that would come. "Have you come to join us?" Dilandu smirked and stood in fighting position.

"You wish." He said. Vince looked to him and did the same.

"Very well." he lunged forward and Dilandu blocked. His anger and hate rising. His blood pounded and ran cold through his body. Dilandu dodged the attack. Regaining control Vince struck again and again Dilandu dodged it with speed. Suddenly, Vince kicked at him. Dilandu dodged it as well but failed to avert the blow to the stomach in mid air. He was sent sprawling.

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