Chapter four.
It's been a while hasn't it? I suppose you are pondering were I was, what I was doing, how many burritos I ate? Well, I was grounded for a while, then I had school and now I have work eating at my time. Also, I'm a little lazy so that contributed to my delay. So here's a chapter to appease ya. P.S I made some changes to the previous chapters.I own nothing.
The cloak flew off and as it did, every thing about the stranger changed. Were there had once been a young male stood a horrifying being. Against skin of blackest night glowing white veins covered the beings body. Tattered black bat wings spread proudly behind him with a glaring green eye in the center of each, a similar eye was in its chest. In the center of each eye was a different symbol replacing the iris. In the left wings eye there was a circle, the right wing a triangle and in the center eye a single line. It stood on two armor-covered legs that matched that of a gargoyle. It had four arms; two resembled that of a gargoyle, the others were skeletal with five pointy claws at the end.
Its chest was muscular with its ribs clearly visible, and sprouted a long serpentine tail that ended with a hammer like tip that had two scythe like blades extended from it. Its head was humanoid with two horns growing from his forehead that curled backwards. Blue fire acted as hair and cascaded down its back, it illuminated its eyeless face.
Harry opened his mouth, which was filled completely with razor sharp teeth, and roared. It was savage, primal and hungry. It filled all living beings with fear and turned the dead in their tombs. And for some reason, it made Demona smile. Well, maybe not from the scream but the fact that Elisa looked sacred enough to wet herself.
" Gaze upon the face of the Master of Death, mortals. For the face you gaze upon is the last you shall see." He let loose an evil laugh and but with a wave of his hand sent a torrent of lightning at the hero's. The gargoyles easily escaped the lightning, however Elisa was to slow and took the lightning head on. The raven-haired officer was blasted back into a tree, her form falling to the ground with a thud. A roar of rage came from Goliath as he leapt at the devil before him, completely disregarding the obvious danger the monstrosity posed.
Harry let out a roar eagerly anticipating a fight as he leapt at the gargoyle leader, fully intending to rip the wings off his foe. The two meet with a tremendous clash in mid leap, claws looking in a stale mate… or it would have been if Harry had lacked his extra set of arms which proved their usefulness as they speared the purple behemoth through the stomach. A roar of pain left the wounded fighter as the clawed appendages tore through him, only for the sound to be repeated as his opponents tail came crashing into his left arm snapping it in half. With a look of malice he tossed the downed clan leader over his shoulder, were he landed on his side next to a grinning Demona.
From the sidelines Hudson watched in horror as the murderer of Elisa began to tear into his leader. The elder gargoyle decided enough was enough and quickly leapt into battle. Hudson's knife flashed as he slashed at his opponent, only for the evil former wizard to leap backwards, laughing as he did so.
Now, as you may recall Harry's hair is made of fire. And that fire proved itself to not be a mere accessory as it proceeded to burn the gargoyle as it reached forward on its own accord and burned Hudson's hand. A roar of pain left Hudson's mouth as he dropped his knife to nurture his burnt appendage. Hudson's pain was ended by a quick movement as Harry' tail sliced the now deceased gargoyles head off.
From his position on the ground, barley conscious, Goliath cried in anguish while a shocked Demona just stared at the form of the decapitated gargoyle.
' He killed him, like it was nothing. While he I-WAS old Hudson was a talented fighter. He should have been able to put up more of a fight, and as much as I hate to admit it Goliath shouldn't have been felled so easily as well. What is this monster, and how can I use him.' The red headed immortal thought, a smirk growing on her face as ideas began to grow in her mind, ideas involving the genocide of humanity.
Goliath let lose a howl of pain as Harry lifted his broken and bleeding form off the ground.
"You disappoint me, Goliath. I had heard that gargoyles were a race of fierce warriors, and yet I have had harsher fights with humans! What a bunch of weaklings, hahahahaha!" Harry mocked the down leader.
" Watch your tongue!" a angered Demona snarled, the insult of her race angering her." Do not make the mistake of believing those weaklings truly represented the gargoyle race."
Harry moved a wing to gaze upon the still pined female. In the momentary excitement of battle he ad forgotten the female that had drawn him here in the first place. With his magical eye he easily saw the multitude of spells placed upon the red headed gargoyle before him.
" Is that so? Well, who then would you say would truly represent your race? You? Well not to be rude but you're not exactly a fine example either. After all you're trapped under a tree! How pathetic is that?"
Demona growled at the insult," How about you remove this and find out?" A smirk found its way to her face," Unless you're a coward?"
" Is that a challenge?" She nodded. " MWAHAHAHAHA! Oh, the sheer audacity of it. You believing that you could match me! Oh, I needed that. You know what, I won't kill you. In fact, I think I like you. So, I'll tell you what, let me get rid of Goliath here and I'll take you out for a drink. Maybe some coffee, or blood, your choice. Now…" he said turning his attention back to Goliath," Emoh uoy og!"
Goliath had just enough time to blink before he disappeared.