CHAPTER 15: Thy Daughter
Mark could no longer summon up the strength to groan in pain, let alone defend himself against Trigon's vicious assault. He was slipping into unconsciousness, every blow on his face knocking him further back into darkness.
Then it stopped.
"Raven, back so soon? How would you like the honor of destroying this pathetic human and fulfilling the prophecy?" Trigon's deep, resonating voice echoed loudly, every word bouncing off of the destroyed city skyscrapers and crumbling walls.
"With pleasure." Raven replied, and with a cry of despair, Mark simply gave up. His eyelids closed, and his mind shut down in an attempt to heal the wounds that his body had endured. He didn't see the ball of energy forming on Raven's hands, didn't hear her muttering her incantation, but most of all, he didn't see the color of her cloak, and apparently neither did Trigon. It was no longer a violent Crimson, but a magnificent blue…
The relentless barrage of dark energy bolts struck their target with deadly efficiency, bullet-like in their ruthlessness. Trigon roared in anger as he lifted his arms in a futile attempt to defend himself against her daughter's attack.
"Foolish girl! All is lost, yet you still fight!" He taunted, his arms still held firmly in front of his face.
"Where have I heard that before? Oh yeah, when I was turning Red Raven into a crater."
Raven replied, the taunting tone in her voice similar to Trigon's.
So the final battle had begun.
Raven's pure azure eyes were filled with the same hatred that had fueled her cataclysmic behavior and turned the city into a smoldering ruin.
Trigon launched a dark beam of energy at his daughter, the sheer size of it astounding. It enveloped the street, reaching in between the buildings on either side of it. It pulsated a pitch black, and with a cry Raven placed her arms in front of her, creating a shield and effectively blocking the devastating attack.
Raven clenched her teeth, and shut her eyes in order to block the amazing amount of light emanating from the clash of pure energy. Perspiration made its way from her forehead and trickled down her face. So far, there was no sign of the relentless onslaught letting up. Trigon kept the flow of energy streaming from his palms, a grin plastered on his red-skinned face.
"No!"
Raven's shield was beginning to succumb to the weight, and cracks began to appear on its smooth black surface. She furrowed her brow and concentrated even harder, attempting to reinforce her shield.
Trigon's eyes widened slightly. His daughter was putting up a fair fight, and he was slowly tiring.
Raven concentrated, her power fueled by her limitless anger.
Hatred isn't the strongest emotion… love is.
"Mark… You were right… I'm so sorry, sorry for everything." A single tear escaped from beneath her eyelid and trickled down her pale cheek, mingling with the perspiration on her face and becoming lost in droplets that fell from her skin.
Raven concentrated once more, but this time she was willing for something different to happen. She willed her shield to collapse, and at the last second, she spirited herself away, appearing right behind her Demonic father.
Trigon began to turn, but he was much to slow. Raven's padded foot crashed down upon his face, and he stumbled back, attempting to keep his balance. In a flash, Raven shot a beam of energy of her own from her palms, and it struck its target with deadly efficiency.
Trigon roared in pain and anger and retaliated with numerous fireballs, and they screamed with terrible velocity towards Raven.
"Mark, you must not fail her now. Wake up…"
'Who are you?"
"Open your eyes, and you shall see…"
Short chapter! Sorry people, the next one will be up soon, and I also apologize for the time I'm taking in posting this story. Keep an eye out for my sequel that I will post soon, titeld 'TRaTC, The Swinging Pendulum.' I already have a story titled that, but I'm completely re-writing it, so check once in a while!
And yes, the story will be ending soon. Hopefully you'll enjoy it just as much as I enjoyed writing it!