This is the fourth installment of endless dreams and I decided to shorten my chapters because it seems mine may be too long. anyway I don't own Darkstalkers but I do own the moves i make up (hey at least it's something. well here's the fourth chapter. Oh yeah if you get confused by this part of the story e-mail me your questions.

"Spoken dialogue"

'Thoughts'

Chapter 4 Terrible Wounds

Jon Knew Bishamon was powerful however his attention was on Felicia. "Pathetic Wolf." Bishamon spoke in a low rumbling voice. "If you don't keep yourself focused, you won't be alive much longer." Jon looked at Bishamon. The Darkstalker was nothing short of terrifying however Jon was not afraid. "Why are you doing this?" Jon asked. Bishamon smiled, "I will be rewarded greatly for taking your life." Jon's expression quickly changed from angered to confused. "Rewarded by who?" Jon growled. Bishamons answer was a slight smile. "Rewarded by who?" Jon demanded. Bishamon drew his sword, "I'll tell you before you die." Jon grew enraged, he charged Bishamon full force. Bishamon swung his sword with great force at Jon's throat. Jon easily ducked under the blow and lifted his claw with lightning speed. The force of the blow sent Bishamon flying into the wall.

Bishamon lifted himself to his feet and laughed, "Nothing you do will harm me, I am Indestructible." Jon smirked slightly. "What are you smiling at?" Bishamon asked. "Your weak." Jon said as his smirk turned into a smile. There were deep claw marks in the legendary armor. "How did you?" Bishamon growled angrily. "It looks as if you will require a a slightly different approach to defeat." Bishamon smiled as he lifted his sword. "You can't defeat me." Jon spoke confidently. "Then i'll just make you defeat yourself." Bishamon smiled, "And i'll make you kill her." Bishamon spoke as he turned to Felicia. "I won't." Jon said as he turned his head to look at Felicia.

"I told you to focus," Bishamon laughed, "now you'll pay." Jon turned back to Bishamon just as a blue light entered his chest. Jon felt a strange energy enter his heart. An excruciating pain quickly spread through his body. "What have you done?" Jon asked as he fell to one knee. "Don't fight it," Bishamon smiled, "In a few seconds you will lose all control and you will kill her." Jonathan clutched his chest, falling to the ground. Blood flowed from his mouth, he was being possessed. Jon lost control of himself. He stood up and walked to Bishamon. "Kill her with this." Bishamon handed his sword to Jon. Jon walked to Felicia, Bishamons sword in hand. She was still unconscious, chained to the wall. "Kill her now." Bishamon commanded.

Jon's emotions had fled from him. He lifted the sword high above his head. Jon smiled as he swung the sword down. Just as the blade of the sword was about to come into contact with Felicia's head another sword came into contact with it. It protected Felicia from the blow. Jon fell back, surprised at the appearance of the new sword. The sword flipped up and shattered Felicia's shackles. Jonathan stood to his feet and backed away. Felicia awoke from her unconsciousness before she hit the floor. She caught herself with her paws as she fell to her knees. "What happened, where am I?" She lifted her head and saw the tremendous sword in front of her. "Hey isn't that..." as she spoke the sword floated through the air, back to it's master. "It's you." Felicia couldn't believe her eyes. Jonathan and Bishamon turned their gaze to the owner of the sword.

Donovan stood, his sword in his hand." Why are you trying to kill her?" Donovan asked looking at Jonathan. Felicia finally noticed Jon. His eyes appeared to be full of rage and hatred. She could tell something was wrong. Jonathan ignored Donovans question and turned back to Felicia. He had already been given his order and nothing would stop him from fulfilling his objective. He began slowly walking to Felicia. "Jonathan?" She said tears coming to her eyes. "Wait." Bishamon spoke. Jonathan turned around and stared at Bishamon waiting for his order. "Kill the swordsman first, I hate interferences." he demanded. Jon walked toward Donovan, Bishamon's sword in hand. "Jon, why are you listening to him?" Felicia cried. Jon was not able to open his mouth, he kept walking toward Donovan. 'I have to do something about this.' Jon thought to himself.

Felicia stood to her feet, she was about to walk to Jon however something abnormal happened. 'Felicia.' Jon's voice somehow was in Felicia's head. 'Jon?' She thought. 'I can't control myself Felicia.' His voice echoed in her head once again. 'Hold on Jonathan.' She thought. Donovan stared into Jon's eyes. They were full of dark clouds. 'He's possessed.' Donovan thought. "Can you handle Bishamon." Donovan asked Felicia. "Why?" Felicia asked. "If you slay Bishamon your friend will be released from his power." Felicia smirked, "Yeah, I can take him." She said confidently. Bishamon laughed uncontrollably, "You think you can actually defeat me?" Jonathan charged at Donovan. Donovan let his sword go, it floated in front of him. Bishamon stared at Felicia. 'Be careful.' Jon's voice echoed in Felicia's head once again. Felicia charged Bishamon with lightning speed. Donovan's sword easily deflected every blow Jonathan threw at him. Donovan's attention was on Felicia and Bishamon. Felicia's speed was to much for Bishamon to handle. She easily connected with her claw then she lifted a foot connecting with Bishamon's chest and finally finished him off with another claw to the face. Bishamon leaned against the wall, struggling to breath. "You are stronger than I thought." Bishamon said. Felicia didn't want to hear it.

Her dark energy skyrocketed. An energy aura surrounded her, however it was not black like Jon's it was white. She scratched the air in front of her making an X."Dire Claw." She shouted. Somehow the claw marks cut through reality. The energy flew toward Bishamon and connected with his chest. He felt the energy enter his body. He knew it was just a matter of time before the energy would diffuse. "So you have... defeated me." He said holding his chest. "But I...will not... I will not die without hurting...you also." Donovan smiled. Felicia turned to Jonathan, "No!" she wept. "Now wolf, kill yourself." Bishamon laughed. Jon turned Bishamon's sword on himself. He pushed the sword deep into his chest. Conveniently enough just as the sword entered into his chest, Felicia's energy ignited inside of Bishamon. Bishamon's last words were "long live Pyron." A huge burst of energy destroyed Bishamon as well as the legendary armor. Bishamon's possession ended just as Jon finished pushing the blade into his chest so he felt the unbearable pain. Jonathan let out a long howl as he fell to the floor.

Jonathan writhed in pain on the floor. Bishamon's blade was still inside his chest. "Jonathan calm down." Felicia grabbed his hand gently. Jonathan's pain seemed to cease for a moment. Jon looked into Felicia's eyes. Somehow he didn't feel much pain when she was near him. "Felicia...i'm glad...glad...your okay." A smile came to Jon's face. "Don't talk Jon." Felicia said kindly. She put his head in her lap and stroked his hand. Donovan stood over Jonathan. "Donovan...thank...thank you for hel...helping us."Donovan grabbed the hilt of Bishamon's sword. "This will hurt." Donovan spoke. Donovan pulled the sword out of Jonathan's chest and tossed it to the ground. It instantly disappeared. His blood sprayed onto Felicia's fur. Jonathan let out a scream of pain. It echoed throughout the halls of the great castle. A tear dropped from Felicia's eye. His Dark energy was gone. He reverted back to his human form unable to hold his wolfish form. Jon closed his eyes, the pain that was inside Jon was like nothing he had ever felt before. He closed his eyes because the pain itself was unbearable. Felicia was terrified, " Jonathan don't leave me." She said crying. "He must be helped now."Donovan spoke.

That's all for right now. The next chapter will be up quickly cause i'm almost already done with it. Well anyway Review please I wait anxiously for your thoughts.