Brief Commentary:
Hooray for Sid and Nygus. (: They win~ they're a really great pairing too, I think. Not sure if I'll be shipping 'em for real, but eh who knows. Once again, criticism and suggestions are very much appreciated!

Dead!
Chapter Two

Sid avoided a sudden flame thrower with ease, directed at him by an elderly-looking, finely dressed man in a faintly pin-striped suit. The fire daemon, in his more human form, was easily sweating and had lost his breath; weak from almost a year of staying dormant. In one hand was an unusually large pistol, in the other a box of matches to aid him with his fire breathing, a technique that had become rusty in his old age. The twisted fury on his face was enough to show he was becoming some what desperate, after only six minutes of fighting.

"Nygus," he addressed her quietly by her last name, as he always did, silently instructing for her to change her shape again. From a dagger she became a thin, elegant machete, silencing the noise from her transformation with experienced ease. The fire daemon scarcely noticed, so focused was he on regaining a steady breathing pattern. Sid charged forward, footsteps quiet and subtle as he did so, eyes narrowed as he identified a vulnerable spot. The fire daemon whirled to face him, lighting a match at a speed so high it was not witnessed, and blew a column of flame towards the meister. He avoided it and brought Nygus down upon the arm holding the matches, and it came off cleanly. An inhuman screech pierced the late evening air as the elderly daemon watched his forearm roll away, a bloody trail left behind it. Sid landed behind him a short distance away.

The fire daemon's breaths came in short, wheezing gasps as he dropped his gun and clutched at the freely bleeding stump that had once been his arm, mumbling incoherently in between pants. He coughed violently, a tinge of blood threatening to leak out from the corner of his cracked, aged lips. The daemon began to tremble in anger, before he threw back his head and let out a snarl.

His rage and pain had apparently given him back his energy, as he suddenly turned towards the pair and began bellowing flame thrower after flame thrower at them without assistance. Nygus shifted back to her human form to make dodging easier for Sid, preforming her own series of flips and rolls to avoid being struck - her meister did the same in the opposing direction. They were thoroughly separated, they noticed a tad too late.

The fire daemon retrieved his gun, twirling it in his remaining hand as his eyes shifted from Sid to Nygus and back again, calculating something. The pair tensed their bodies as he leapt back and inhaled loudly, before screaming an enormous column of fire directly into the ground, cracking the dried dirt and opening a canyon-sized crevice between the technician and weapon. Any plant life that had littered the area before was either incinerated or blown away.

Nygus whipped her head around to face Sid, who looked some what shocked at the daemon's sudden decision. Sweat drenched both their bodies, from the heat and also their physical excursions, and they were fairly disoriented from the flames still licking feebly at their feet. Mira prepared to call out to Sid, grab his attention and leap across the canyon only to turn into a machete once again, before the click of the daemon's gun resounded loudly around them. Nygus froze, standing still for an unbearably long second, before she opened her mouth,

"SID-"

She was cut off by another flamethrower from the daemon, definitely smaller and weaker than it had been before, but it was enough to light her on fire and drive her back into the ground. Screaming was all she knew at that moment, and she knew she shouldn't be screaming, she was running out of oxygen, and the fire was eating at her air and at her skin, but it hurt-

"NYGUS-"

The gun was fired and Sid fell, blood bursting from the center of his forehead, but not before a simple throwing knife escaped the technician's hand and hit the heart of the daemon. They both were dead as soon as they crumpled into the ground.

And all Nygus knew was pain and heat and screaming and tears because Sid was dead and she was fucking on fire and nothing was going to be the same and oh GOD-

This thought echoed in her mind even as she felt her consciousness slip away, but then all she could remember was black.

Next installment? Soon. (: