Demonic Dreamers © A story by Animegamer2007
Chapter 10: The Dead Don't Talk
The ancient, abandoned looking warehouse loomed over our meek bodies like a giant guarding a cave full of rare blood rubies. I stared at the building half expecting something to pop out of the shadows like daisies in the spring. I closed my eyes and felt the sword pulsate slightly on my back. Freddy glanced at Lena and then towards me.
"Once we go in, I have a hunch there's no coming out."
"A hunch?" Lena asked with sarcasm. The silence echoed back her answer. "A hunch it is then."
I sighed and lit up my last cigarette. "Might as well enjoy the last smoke while it lasts." The gravel crunched beneath our shoes and occasionally we'd give each other a fleeting look and turn away the moment the other noticed.
A woman with spiked pink hair and a chain dangling between her nose and ear blocked the entrance with her body leaning on the termite-ridden doorframe. She blew an enormous pink bubble and attacked the wad once again with a vengeance, glaring at each of us. "Hello mates. Been expecting the four of yas. My orders are to keep trespassers out and let Lena Ishii and Kyo through. So you two," she said pointing at Freddy and Steve-O "will have to go."
Lena stepped forward. "They come with me, or you come meet me at my casino. I wouldn't mind kicking your guys' ass a few more times… though it might be bad for business."
The woman glared at Lena with hate so powerful and nasty that probably without her orders, she would have slit Lena's throat right then and there laughing at her bleeding corpse. She paused a moment perhaps thinking about that exact fantasy and shrugged. "Answer's still no, love." She blew another bubble that covered her piercing-covered face. Once it popped she noticed Lena's steel fan, sharp side up, at her esophagus.
"They come, or you're dead. I'm faster and stronger than you, no one… no one will ever hear you scream." Lena pushed the blade closer to her letting the blade draw blood.
"That's where you're wrong. You leave from here tonight without taking one single solitary step into the warehouse and you will have surrendered the world to the Dark Master."
"Dark Master?" I questioned. "Who is he?"
The woman snorted. "Like I'd bloody tell you!" I snatched her hand from her side and put in into an arm lock and put my cigarette dangerously close to her forearm, threatening to burn her skin.
"You will unless you want a dark, black scar on that beyond-reasonably white skin of yours." I edged the burning tip of the cigarette closer to her skin. I watched her as she began to sweat bullets.
"I'm not gonna talk no matter what you do to me!"
"We'll see,"
"Eht Kard Retsam swonk dna sees lla! Erofeb eht kcits stih sti kram, ll'eh dnes sih Cinomed Noigel retfa eeht ot evas sih lufhtiaf tnavres!" She groaned as she tried with all her strength to get free.
"What in the hell?" I looked at Lena and Steve-O looking for a translation and then at Freddy. She shrugged.
"Don't look at me. Just because I have glasses doesn't mean I can translate dozens of different languages."
Steve-O gave the woman a dark glare. "I bet it was a curse, fry her, Kyo."
"No!" She bellowed lowly. "I'll talk! I'll bloody talk!"
I loosened my grip on her arm and Lena, at a snail's pace, removed the fan from her neck. She then motioned Freddy to come closer.
"Put her in a body lock, Freddy." Lena whispered.
Freddy licked her lips. "Really? Which one?"
"Wrestling style oughta do it."
"Alright," She walked up to the punk who was on the cold, hard ground gasping for air and rubbing her arm, and pulled her to her feet by one arm. She then began twisting the woman's appendages this way and that until her opposition could barely move.
"Esaeler em uoy hcterw!" she moaned in pain.
Freddy tightened her body around her even more. "I could constrict you even more if you don't stop moaning."
"You can't!"
"I can. You'd be surprised how limber I am considering my…" she paused searching for the right word. "…Condition. Now who is the Dark Master? Speak!"
"He goes by many names, I'm just a lowly guard, I don't know anything about his real name."
I glanced at Lena. She nodded and motioned to Freddy to inflict more pain. The woman gave a yelp.
"Alright! He is known as Lord of the Underworld, Prince of Darkness, and the King of Hell!"
Lena stared hard at the woman. "Do you mean Satan?"
"Maybe," She smiled.
Freddy tightened her body.
"Er… Yes!" She groaned in agony.
"What else do you know?" I asked stomping my last cigarette into the dust.
"Nothing,"
She gave another long groan. "Survey says no. Tell us more or there'll be nothing left of your bones but dust." Freddy grinned.
"Fine! I'll talk! I'll talk!"
I crouched down close to her face. "Who's the leader?"
"His name is Innocent Chaos."
"What does he look like?"
"Uh… bald, thick black eyebrows, er… hazel eyes, I think. And… he's a bit on the muscular side, if not by much. He's wearing a black velvet cape."
"What can he do?"
"I don't know! OW! He summoned some demons last night and that's all I know! I swear! Now, get her off me goddamn it!
"You're telling the truth?"
"If I knew anymore I would've told you already! Now get this little bitch off of me!"
I nodded and Freddy dismounted.
"Wait!" Lena said. "She might warn the others. We've gotta make sure she doesn't squeal."
"I won't tell! I swear on my life, on my own head even!"
Suddenly a dart appeared lodged in her throat and she groped the air as she gave a harsh last breath and fell, lifeless.
"Of course you won't tell," whispered a malicious feminine voice. I turned around with haste to stare at the on coming threat. It was a woman with piercing blue eyes, indigo hair and sunburn-colored skin and horns. "Kyo, do you remember me?"
"Can't say I have. Your voice sounds vaguely familiar."
"Maybe my cloak can give some answers," She took off her cape and tossed it to the ground. The cape gave a screech like it was alive and flopped down into the dust; a gaping hole was located in its center.
"The woman from the alley,"
"Correct! Now, for the Cobra's sadistic pleasure, bring in Lena Ishii."
Lena walked forward into the open doors of the warehouse. A bald man with a black cape was planted in the back of the place on a high platform.
"Lena, well…" The man said "It certainly is a pleasure, right my friends?"
Agreements were echoed off the creaky walls.
"Last time you met my colleagues here you killed one. I suggest we return the favor. Angel Eyes!"
The indigo haired woman stepped forward.
"Yes, Innocent?"
"Kill the little freak." He whispered motioning towards Freddy. She smiled and licked her lips. Freddy began to perspire in fear. With the last of her will that she could muster from the depths of her frightened being, Freddy charged at her attacker and began to grapple her furiously. She got hold of both of Angel Eye's legs and flipped her over onto her stomach forcefully, putting her into a leg lock.
"Who's got who? Huh?"
"Who, indeed." Angel Eyes said. A glop of pink flesh fell to the floor and oozed into the ground. More and more of Angel Eye's flesh fell and plopped onto the floor until Freddy had a demonic skeleton in a leg hold instead of her opponent.
"Huh?" She breathed in disgust.
A darker shadow moved into Freddy's and Angel Eyes reappeared.
"Fredrika, look out!" Lena shouted. But she was too slow, Angel Eyes plunged a dagger into Freddy's back. Blood dripped to the ground and Freddy fell, defeated.
Angel Eyes smiled. Lena rushed to Freddy's body and cradled her head in sorrow.
"Lena, kill her for me."
"I will. That I promise."
Freddy was dead and nothing was bringing her back.