Death VS Rath

Opening her eyes she noticed her hood was pulled back. Lifting her head up, she saw a giant wedding cake with black icing. She figured it was a wedding cake cause it had a bride and groom figurines on top. The bride looked surprisingly like her. The restraints held her. There must've been a enchantment on them cause she couldn't teleport.

"The bride has a woken," turned her attention towards black rode with white trim Richard, "Did we enjoy sleepy time?"

No response.

"What no hello to your soon-to-be father-in-law?" walking towards her.

Still no response.

"Maybe if the bride saw your future husband it might loosen her tongue?" bending close to her face.

"Sebastian?"

"Didn't expert that upstart's name, besides he's dead."

"You killed him."

Richard nodded his head in acknowledgement.

"Still like to see your soon-to-be husband?" holding his right palm out.

An energy sphere materialized above his palm. An image appeared inside the sphere.

"Rath," she whispered.

Closing his palm into a fist, the sphere disappeared. Then the back of his hand struck her cheek.

"Don't use that bastardized name," he hissed, "David is his birth name. Merlin thought changing David's name would deny him his birthright," turning away.

Walking towards the cake, finger swiped some icing.

Licking off the icing, "Should try some."

Stopping in front of a gate to a cemetery, the floating orb waited. Rath wasn't too far behind. Landing the bike, he got off and walked towards the orb. The gate opened and the orb entered. Rath followed.

Past tombstones, the orb came to a house. Landing on the porch, it turned itself off.

Rath's eyes scanned the surroundings. Tombstones were everywhere. Slowly walking towards the porch, the step creaked as Rath went up the steps. Staring at the doorknob, a presence felt.

"Might be a trap," he thought, "Time to spring it," turning the knob.

The door opened and a fist slammed into Rath's face. He went backwards, hitting the ground and skidding into tombstones. Finally he stopped.

"That was for my fallen Demon Hunters," said Death walking towards Rath.

Rubbing his jaw, "And you are?" asked Rath standing up.

"Death."

"Not again," thought Rath.

"Where is she?" asked Rath.

Thumbing over his shoulder, "In the house, waiting for the knight to come."

"Four hours to wait for the sun to set."

"Funny," Death remarked, "Try laughing when you try to beat me."

"Die or alive."

Shaking his head, "No, beat me or I'll drag your broken body to her. Killing you would ruin my master's plans. After you become unimportant, then I'll just take your life force and Raven would be mine."

"Lets get this dog and pony show over with," remarked Rath going into his fighting stance.

"Lets," said Death going into his fighting stance.

Slowly circling each other, the distance between them was slowly getting smaller. Rath threw his right fist forward. Death blocked it.

Using the same strategy as against Starfire, Death tried to sense Rath's life force. However he was having trouble detecting Rath's life force. There was too much fluxion. He just couldn't get a fixed reading.

Rath's punches were starting to get past Death's block attempts. Then Rath began using his legs.

Death was holding his ground, but his defenses were crumbling from Rath's aggressive onslaught. Death never fought one with this power and speed. Still Rath kept going.

Staggering from a right punch against his cheek was followed by a side kick into Death's stomach.

Doubling over, "Can't stay on defense. Must go on offense," thought Death.

Straightening his hands, Death focused his energy into his hands turning them into cutting weapons.

Rath dodged the left hand. It sliced through a tombstone. Death tried swinging at Rath's stomach, but he pulled it out of the way. This caused Death to overextend his right hand. Rath's left hand grabbed Death's right wrist. Then Rath's right hand caught Death's left wrist as it was trying to come down on Rath's head.

Death crossed his arms trying to cut Rath's head with his hand scissors. Now it became a battle of strength. Slowly Death's hands were inching closer to Rath's neck.

Pushing Death's hands forwards, Rath let himself fall backwards. Death fell with Rath. Instead of flipping Death over, Rath allowed Death to drop on top of him.

The electric hand blades sliced through their master's neck. The heat glazed the wound. No blood poured on Rath. Pushing the body off, Rath tried standing up, Death's life force shot through his body.

When it finished, Rath staggered towards the porch. Leaning against the railing, Rath allowed the effects to wear off. Focusing, he walked up the stairs and through the doorway.