alright here is chapter 20. i dont have anything else to say so enjoy ^_^
Worlds Collide
Chapter 20
The next morning
"Come on, Zoe! You can do better than that!"
"Don't you dare start up again!" Zoe glared down at Jasmine. "I don't need you screaming in my ear."
Jasmine rolled her eyes. "Well if I don't get on your ass about it, you won't have as much motivation."
"Won't have as much of a headache either, "Zoe mumbled.
"I heard that!" Jasmine smirked. "Come on, you're doing great. Just stay up there as long as possible."
Zoe groaned, feeling the sharp pain spread through her sore wings like a wildfire. "I'm trying....."
A few seconds later, she descended to the ground.
"I feel like I'm going to die," she gasped, clutching onto her pounding heart.
"You can't," Jasmine replied with a laugh. "You're already dead."
"Zoe!"
The two angels whipped their heads around to see their leader stalking over to them. His white robes dragged down to the floor and his blue eyes looked cold.
"What is it?" Zoe asked, worried.
"I came to see how your progress is coming along," he responded. "I'm sorry to say, but it isn't adequate."
"But, sir," Jasmine protested. "She has been working extremely hard. And recovering from her type of injury takes some time-"
He held up his hand to stop her. "I realize that, but it still isn't good enough. Zoe, I want you training twelve hours a day. Now that I know Hell is executing their attack in a few days, you'll need as much training as possible."
"Yes, sir." Zoe looked down, exhausted.
"With all due respect, you can't just force her to exert herself like this," Jasmine argued. "She'll end up hurting herself."
"Jasmine, I understand. But I need Zoe in tip-top shape and this simply won't do," he told her. "People's lives are at stake."
Jasmine glared at him. "But what about Zoe's health?"
Zoe sighed. "It's okay, Jasmine. It's for the greater good."
The dark-haired angel looked at her friend, surprised. "But, Zoe...."
"But nothing. I'll be okay," the blond replied.
"You see?" Their master cocked an eyebrow. "Zoe knows her strength better than you do. So I suggest that you stay out of it."
Jasmine clenched her hands into tight fists, trying her hardest to remain calm.
"Is there anything you would like to add?" He asked her, raising his voice.
Jasmine only shook her head.
"Good. Remember Zoe, twelve hours. At least."
Zoe nodded. "I understand."
A moment later, he was gone.
"Sometimes I really hate him," Jasmine growled.
"Let it go." Zoe wiped her face with a towel. "It's not worth it."
"This is ridiculous," Jasmine muttered. "I'm not happy with the way he's treating you."
Zoe sighed. "I know, I'm not either. But what am I supposed to say?"
"Yeah, I guess you're right. But you've already been at it for three hours, so take a break."
"I can't. He'll scream at me," the blond said. "I'll just keep it up as long as I can."
She lifted herself up into the air, her white wings flapping. By now her clothes were sticking to her skin, and her hair was damp. The exhausted expression on her face made Jasmine want to cry. She looked so worn-out and defeated.
"Be careful," Jasmine told her. "I don't care what he says. I don't want you to hurt yourself."
"I'm okay...." Zoe felt herself become light-headed. "Really, I'm fine....."
"Are you sure?"
The blond descended to the ground, then fell to her knees.
"Zoe!" Jasmine ran over to her, catching her before she completely collapsed.
Zoe's face was dead white, her breathing shallow. Her emerald eyes fluttered closed and her body became limp.
The brunette laid Zoe's head on her lap, dabbing at her forehead with a towel. "Somebody help! Please!"
In Hell
"Stop hurting me, you fucking bastard!"
Takuya glowered at his victim. "Shut the fuck up or I'll do twice the damage."
The man's screams echoed through the room, ringing through Takuya's ears. His body had been impaled with over a dozen large metal spikes, as well as over two hundred nails. Blood pooled around their feet in a steadily growing puddle.
Lucifer's nagging complaints still ran through Takuya's mind.
"Where the hell have you been? Get off your lazy ass and come speak to me when I request it," his father had growled.
"Sorry, I was busy with a few things," Takuya shot back. "I didn't even know that you were looking for me."
Lucifer shook his head, clearly agitated. "Sometimes I wonder about you. You are evil and sadistic enough to take over someday, but I'm not sure if you have the right amount of intelligence that it takes."
Takuya frowned. "How do I lack intelligence? I'm the one that comes up with the best battle plans. I'm the one who makes sure that the demons don't slack off. I'm the one that keeps everything organized while you sit in here all day. And on top of that, it seems like I have to constantly keep an eye on that little prick, Dante."
"You fucking bastard! Those are your duties, as I have my own," Lucifer shot back. "You are nothing but an ungrateful little-"
"Ungrateful little what? Shithead? Asshole? Give it a rest already, for I have heard them all."
Lucifer glared daggers at his son. "Maybe you aren't right for the job. I'll have to wait and see. But based on your attitude, it's not looking too good for you."
"Then give the position to Dante for all I care." Takuya began to stalk out of the room.
"I haven't dismissed you yet!"
"Go fuck yourself," Takuya hissed.
He slammed his fist into the doorway on his way out, causing the metal door to bend and a chunk of concrete to crash to the ground. Takuya didn't look back even as his father continued to scream at him.
Now here he was, skewering the man before him.
"Takuya?"
The brunette turned around to see Kouji in the doorway. "Yeah?"
Kouji nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "How are you doing?"
Takuya rammed a nail into the screaming man's cheek. "Take a wild guess."
"I don't know actually. That's why I asked."
"I'm doing shitty. Does that answer your question?" Takuya impatiently asked.
Kouji sighed. "Takuya, what's going on?"
"My father is being a dickhead again, what else is new?" Takuya angrily slid yet another nail into the man's face. "I'm just so fucking sick of the way he treats me. He belittles every fucking thing I do. Nothing is good enough in his eyes....."
"That's not true," Kouji said weakly.
"Yes, Kouji. It is and you know it," Takuya growled.
The raven-haired demon dropped his gaze to the floor. "He told me that you were going to lead the armies and that Dante is going to be second in command."
"Dante," Takuya scoffed. "He might as well just put that stupid bastard in charge. He seems to have more confidence in him than he does in me."
"I think he's just trying to make you think that. He probably wants you to feel like you have to fight for your respect and not just have it handed to you," Kouji said.
The brunette picked up a metal pipe. "People think that I have everything handed to me just because I'm the son of Satan. If only they knew the half of it...."
Kouji gave him a sympathetic look. "Maybe someday they'll know."
"I wouldn't count on it." Takuya thrust the pipe forward, straight through the man's forehead.
Blood dribbled down his face and gurgled sound came from his throat. A moment later he was dead, the pipe impaled deep through his brain.
"Now all I gotta do is wait another minute for this dude to revive," Takuya said, yanking the pipe out. "And then I can get my frustration out all over again."
jeez who's the bigger asshole? god or satan? i dunno, i guess they both suck to deal with. so yeah, takuyas pissed and on the verge of killing someone (someone whos not already dead) and now zoes over exhausted. could things get any worse? why, yes they can.... anyway please review and make me happy, okay? ill send you a cookie and a postcard with the trix rabbit on it ^_^