DD Tag Along
Chapter 6: Party Divided
A/N: I have only one question before I start this next chapter. In the DD movie, did the Dwarf ever have a name? I don't remember anyone saying his name, but then again he didn't play all that important of role. Thanks to anyone who can answer this for me.
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The door was the only thing separating us from Boneheimer's soldiers. From the looks of it, the door wouldn't be holding for much longer. Rurik and Gabriel were bracing themselves and a table against the door, but to no avail. "Are there any other ways out of here?" Jillian asked in a voice that trembled with fear. I had never heard her be so afraid.
There were only a couple of other occupants in the room, each one confirming our worst fears. This building had only one way out and that was currently under siege. Everyone was readying their weapons, but looked very unwilling to face what was coming. Only now did I understand the fear that Boneheimer could cast over people.
Sparks was still chuckling in his maniacal delight at our plight. I couldn't believe that it was all my fault for bringing the wretched creature into the group. In anger, I snatched up the dragon by the scruff of his neck, bearing the pain from where his claws flailed away at my arms in protest. I turned the copper reptile so that I could look into his eyes. They were a dark black in color, but they showed a flicker of wisdom and inner struggle.
"What is wrong with you? Aren't you supposed to be the protector of Dondoria? You are on the side of good, fighting against Boneheimer, so why betray people loyal to your cause?" Pure emotion filled my words as I ruthlessly shook the still struggling dragon. Sparks stopped his protesting momentarily to snarl at me. Once again, his eyes appeared to betray his outward emotions.
"Tint! The jewel!" Jillian called out as she tossed me the small gem. I caught the tiny jewel and turned back to Sparks. A look of fearful understanding crossed his face as I brought the gem against his forehead. A brief flash of light filled the room as the jewel melted into the dragon's scales.
Suddenly, a loud crash sounded from the door as the outsiders managed to break it down. A mad scramble ensued as Gabriel and Rurik hurled themselves at the nearest enemies. From where I was, I couldn't see much of what was happening. Then something went flying across the room and into the opposite wall. A resounding thud echoed through the room as Rurik fell to the floor, no longer moving.
Gabriel was showing incredible resilience as the four armed man pummeled her with a series of punches. A dark trickle of blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth. Gabriel attempted to throw some punches of her own, but they were easily cast aside. Things weren't looking good as a dozen or so other beasts, creatures, and modified humanoids came rushing into the building.
I watched in horror as one of the other people was jumped on by a red spike covered demon. The sight was nauseating as the demon ripped off the man's arm with his teeth. The demon enjoyed the man's screams of agony for a few seconds before biting for the neck.
All around me, horribly one sided battles were being fought. Gabriel had been overcome by the four armed man, one strong punch sending her to unconsciousness. Tagorus managed to fire off a couple of arrows before a thrown knife imbedded itself into his shoulder. Jillian was standing amid three bodies belonging to the enemies, searching out another opponent. Suddenly, a strong black beam coursed its way through the combatants, nailing right into the unsuspecting paladin and knocking her off her feet.
I readied my sword, waiting for any of the attacking creatures to turn their attention on me. None of the creatures appeared to want to pay any attention to me. The same went for Deanna. I had no idea why nothing was attacking either of us. The last of the other patrons fell before the three eyed woman, who had been the source of the magic beam. Deanna looked over at me with a confused look. She obviously didn't understand the situation any better than I did.
Boneheimer's troops looked back and forth between each other. I took the opportunity to move between the freaks and Deanna. "Got anything that can get us out of here?" I whispered to her as the enemies appeared to engage in an eight way game of rock paper scissors.
Deanna shook her head, "I only know a handful of spells, especially nothing strong enough offensively to take down one man, least of all eight."
A frown crossed my face as the red demon celebrated victory. The demon bared his fangs at me as he snarled, "The pretty lady is going to enjoy having her heart ripped out." I tried desperately not to picture the scene that the demon had just depicted.
Deanna gasped. "You'll have to get through my bodyguard first." She taunted.
I looked over my shoulder momentarily. "Thanks, give him a goal. If you want, I can move aside." I commented sarcastically.
"You know what I should do…?" Sparks stated from his corner. Then he burst out into a fit of laughter. Apparently, the jewel caused a transitional period that was the equivalent of getting high. The four armed guy picked up a stray glass and tossed it at the hysterical reptile. In response, Sparks attempted to blast the glass out of the air, but missed by a very wide margin. The next thing I saw was Sparks get knocked off his platform by the projectile. This brought a course of laughter from the Boneheimer troops. Apparently Sparks wasn't a very well respected part of Boneheimer's Dondorian forces.
The distraction was all I needed to regain my confidence. I pointed my sword at the demon. "Hey demon! You're making me bored! I don't want to have to wait much longer before I slay you." I don't know why I just said that. How incredibly stupid of me.
The demon was quick to return his attention to me. A quick snarl and the demon launched himself at me. I blocked the demon's first couple of swipes, then dodged to the left when I felt Deanna nudge me in that direction. I looked back just in time to see the sorceress land a heavy blow with a broken table leg over the demon's head. That signaled me to finish off the demon with a plunging strike through the beast's back.
A tiny round of applause sounded from Sparks as he pulled himself out from under a table. This brought another glass from the four armed man, this one with a lot more anger put into it. The enemies quickly conversed with each other before they all got set to charge. "Any more plans?" Deanna inquired nervously as she pulled me closer to her. I'm sure that this could count as a romantic situation under very different situations. I would have to remind her of this if we survived this.
"Maybe I can find some useful item in a big pile of treasure again." I joked half heartedly as the creatures began a slow advancement towards us.
Suddenly, a sharp, cold wind came whipping through the room. The creatures all stopped their advance and turned towards the door. Deanna and I exchanged befuddled glances. The cold wind continued, but was topped off with a dark purple and black aura belonging to the creature that entered into the building. "Boneheimer." Deanna whispered.
The creature was an off blue color with pieces of skin peeling away. His eyes were empty sockets unless you included the worms and other insects that crawled over his emotionless face. He was clothed in a black robe decorated with a ton of peering eyes. Clutched tightly in one arm was an ornate scepter topped off with a huge dragon skull.
Boneheimer casually looked over the bodies strewn throughout the building. "You better not have killed the rebels." He threatened the four armed freak. In response, the four armed freak collected the unconscious forms of Gabriel, Jillian, Tagorus, and Rurik, depositing them in a pile before Boneheimer. "What shall I do with these two, Lord Boneheimer?" He inquired, referring to myself and Deanna.
The Mindflayer Lich shrugged his shoulders. "I have no use for any more humans in my army. Take them out to the forest and dispose of them."
A few of the troops advanced on us as the others collected up the bodies, carrying them outside. I waved my sword in the faces of the advancing creatures, calling out pointless threats. In response to my threats, I was on the bottom of a four person pile as a result of a mass tackle. Deanna screamed as she was picked up and draped over the shoulder of the four armed man.
I felt a hand grasp the back of my shirt and pull me out from under the pile. The four armed guy dragged me across the floor, out towards the door. I looked back into the building to see Boneheimer talking with the three eyed woman. "Take the rebels to the lab." He ordered before vanishing into a cloud of black smoke.
A crowd had gathered around the building. They were cheering as they watched the captives be taken out one by one. I watched, dejected, as the others vanished into the crowd as part of the procession. Inside, I promised that I would find a way to rescue them before they received any genetic modification. I gagged slightly as I was tugged harshly by the brute. "Off we go." He said proudly as he dragged Deanna and me through the alleys. At the doorway of the building, Sparks appeared. His face showed that he was honestly upset.
After what seemed like an hour of being dragged across crude terrain, Fourdummy, as I had named the guy with four arms, dropped us to the ground. We were surrounded by the trees of that forest that I had come to find so familiar. Fourdummy had proven his intelligence by failing to remove anything that we had that could be used as a weapon. This included my swords and daggers. Yes, he is a dummy.
Fourdummy stood over us, cracking his knuckles in anticipation of carrying out his job. "Which one of you wants to go first?" He asked.
Deanna was sobbing, which she had been doing ever since the others were taken away. I felt the same way, knowing that this was turning out to be a horrible day. I still had some sensibility, which included my blind sense of stupidity and or bravery. Take a guess at which one took precedence on this occasion. "Try me first, or did those extra arms take away any manhood you ever had?" I taunted.
Deanna looked up at me in surprise as Fourdummy growled angrily. I was feeling extremely confident as I drew my sword and pointed it at my opponent. But, all hope left just as suddenly as he revealed that he held a sword in each of his arms. Deanna shook her head from her crouched position. "You sure know how to pick fights with guys who can kick your ass." Deanna commented as Fourdummy charged blindly towards me.
I closed my eyes as I awaited Fourdummy's flurry of attacks. I kept waiting but nothing happened. A gasp from behind me told me that something strange had occurred. I worked up the courage to take a peek. Fourdummy stood before me, his arms raised to deliver the blows, but was transfixed in his spot. His mouth was opened to show an expression of total surprise, but the effect was touched up a notch with a thin trickle of blood leaking out the corner of his lips. "What happened?" I whispered to Deanna.
"I don't know. He came running at you and suddenly stopped." Deanna had gotten to her feet and was observing Fourdummy from my side. At that second, Fourdummy fell face forward into the dirt. Protruding from his back were four feathered green arrows.
I looked around the clearing in the direction that the arrows must have come from. Through the trees I could barely make out a shape approaching. Two sets of eyes glowed eerily through the darkness that the leaves overhead cast. "Who's there?" I demanded.
"You were right Sparks, Tint can be really dense at times." Fido commented as he pushed aside a few stray vines with his bow. Sparks nodded his head in agreement from his perch atop Fido's horned head, "But he does have that blind sense of insanely stupid bravado that suits him perfectly."
"Look, thanks for the rescue and everything, but we need to get back to Dondoria to rescue our friends." I stated bluntly. But, there was something that struck me as odd. "Wait… Sparks is good and the two of you know each other. What is going on here?"
"Sparks returned to our side when you placed the jewel back into his forehead. Then he came to search out me. We've got the entire resistance ready to mount an attack against Dondoria and free your comrades." Fido quickly explained as he beckoned for us to follow him and Sparks as they headed back the way they came.
I looked over at Deanna, who merely shrugged her shoulders. "I'm just as much in the dark as you are." She stated, following after the Centaur and Dragon. I had little choice but to follow her.
Fido skillfully tracked his way along some nearly indistinguishable trail, leading us through the maze of tree trunks and branches. It only took a few minutes and we were out of the forest. Off in the distance, Dondoria formed a menacing blotch on the horizon. I guessed that the city was at least a two hours hike away. But, this conclusion appeared meaningless compared to the scene before me.
Fido had been right. The entire resistance had gathered, forming into one huge unit. There were all sorts of creatures, numbering in the thousands. A vast array of siege weaponry was being hauled along by some very powerful looking Orcs. Deanna had stopped beside me and was brought speechless by the impressive show of might. Sparks surprised me by coming out of nowhere and landing on my shoulder, whispering into my ear, "Ready to go to war?"
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A/N: War? What am I thinking? Please tell me if this chapter ended up being a little messed up. I just don't feel like I did this chapter right. Thanks for taking the time to read this and please evaluate.