Disclaimer: I do not own Bitter Bits or A German Spy. This is a rewrite of the second chapter.
"Welcome Franz. Sorry that the place is a mess, I didn't have time to clean up" Franz recognized the distinctly feminine voice.
"Where are you!" He shouted with a growl, gripping his zweihander. His eyes darted around the room, but he failed to find the eldritch goddess. The room itself was very spartan, with a padded bench and a ten foot tall mirror as the only decor he could see. The floor had no carpet. leaving the fine white marble clearly visible.
"Hmm... Technically, everywhere. But if I had to be more precise, I would say that I am sitting in a room watching you on a magical mirror as you desperately try to find me" She chuckled.
"If you are so prepared, why am I still alive? Why did you let Nic escape?" What's your plan Ayn?
She chuckled darkly, "Why would I reveal my hand before all of the players arrive?"
"What are you talking about?"Franz asked, he reached into his trench coat with his free hand and grasped the painted wooden talisman that was hidden in a pocket on the inside of his coat.
"It doesn't matter right now, also do me a favor" Her voice was slimy, like crude oil.
"What's that?" He tightened his grip on his talisman.
"Survive" As the last syllable left her mouth the large mirror beside Franz turned black as pitch and a large gauntlet clad hand reached out toward Franz.
Franz leaped back and slashed at the hand with his zweihander. The heavy blade was deflected by the plated steel and was diverted into the ground. Franz tore his talisman out of his coat and launched a fire ball the size of a tire at the emerging hand.
"Good thing you brought the Talisman of Beasts Franz, you just might survive this little challenge" Ayn said, her voice was as slimy as the tentacles that she was associated with.
The fire washed over the plated steel gauntlet, and seemed to have little, if any, effect. Then the rest of the arm appeared. It was much larger than a normal human's and it was obviously well made and maintained. Then the rest of the being exited the mirror/portal. It was well over ten feet tall, and was clad in thick, heavy plate armor. It's sword was as long as the being was tall, and glowed with a pale blue magic.
Franz knew he had little chance, he had seen this thing fight and kill many experienced warriors before. A demon of the highest class, just shy of the title Archdemon. The Penetrator.
A million thoughts ran through Franz's head, How the hell did that thing get here? Why is it here? Does the mirror connect to Boletaria? Can it go to other worlds? How does it work? Does it have a... His train station of though was cut off as The Penetrator punted Franz into the ceiling. Crashing through the thick marble with a crack that would make even the most battle hardened go "Ooh" with revulsion as it sounded as though every bone in the German's body was broken at the same time in the equivalent of HD levels of sound quality.
Ayn bit back a hiss as the sounds of Franz's bones getting snapped like twigs. Maybe The Penetrator was a bit much for the first fight She thought to herself as she watched the fight through her own personal mirror. Can't do much about it now though
Franz's chest felt like mush, he couldn't feel his legs, and his arms felt like noodles. This is why I work in an office He had managed to hold on to his talisman and started muttering a simple healing spell. I don't have much time, The Penetrator could be on me at any moment As the spell, quite literally, worked its magic on Franz's body, he managed to regain feeling in his limbs. Which was meet with copious amounts of pain and suffering. He could feel every broken rib, every shattered femur, the dislocated shoulders, the bruised shins, and the almost destroyed vertebrae.
How the hell am I still alive? He asked himself, If I had a health bar I'm sure it would have said "1" Eventually the pain subsided, and he was able to grip his zweihander once more. Forcing himself to stand up, Franz nearly collapsed, the only thing keeping him standing was the giant sword he was using as a makeshift cane. He raised the talisman again and cast a stronger healing spell than before. Vitality and vigor flooded his aching limbs, washing away the agonizing pain.
I need to hit it hard and fast, with no opening for it to get in another hit or I'm done for As the golden healing glow dissipated, another glow emanated from the talisman, a light violet glow. He placed the talisman against his zweihander, and the violet glow enveloped the steel blade. Using the last of his mana, Franz cast a cloak spell and stealthily dropped down to the ground floor through the hole he had came from.
Franz barely had the time to react as the glowing steel blade raced towards his throat. Yanking up his own blade to meet the glowing steel, the two enhanced blades met in a clash of sparks and magic. The force from the clash of the blades threatened to push him away, but Franz held his ground. The demon and the German both leaped away from each other, the demon's feet barley touched the ground before Franz dashed towards the demon, his blade glowing violet in the dim lighting.
Purple and pale blue met in a cascade of magical sparks and the two exchanged blow for blow, and parry for parry. Franz slipped through The Penetrator's guard and nicked his wrist, the enchanted blade cutting through the plated steel, and glowing blue ichor flowed from the wound.
Franz quickly backed away from the lightly injured demon, baiting the demon to attack him. The demon launched itself at the German, it's pale glowing blade traced a line of death as it traveled towards the man in the black trench-coat. With a lightning swift parry, the violet coated blade bashed the pale blade away and was plunged into the chest of the tall demon. With a violent shudder, the demon, it's armor, and sword disappeared in a flash of pale light.
In the room where Ayn sat, watching the man and demon square off, she was sharing the view from her mirror, unknowingly, with several others.
In the blackest of voids two elder goddesses watched the fight.
"It seems that she has chosen her champion well" A low sultry voice said.
"What do you wish for me to do about it my lady?" A higher pitched voice asked, it's heavy distortion made it hard to tell that it was female at all.
There was a pause before the sultry voice answered, "Are you still on good terms with Thanatos?"
"Yes my lady" Came the quick, distorted reply.
"Send him a message to him for me, would you. I believe I will have need of his assistance in but a few moments"
"Yes my lady, he will be here in but a few moments" The distorted voice said quickly.
"Good" The presence of the lesser goddess left the little void.
The ball is in your court now Ayn, make your play
AN: The Rewrite of the second chapter. I hope you enjoyed. Please tell me what changes you liked, or what you didn't like.