Chapter Five: Blackheart Ambush Part One

The morning sun rose from the depths of the horizon, uncovering the darkness that once shadowed the lands. Its shine grazing along Damien's eyes as he awoke from his deep slumber, groaning and turning over to get some more sleep.

His efforts were to no avail, the Redclaw Tribe leader opening the door of his temporary home. Lia the Jackal stretched her limbs, bones popping and its echoes invading the Angel's eardrums. The golden hound rubbed the back of his hands on his eyes, he muttered foul words that were inaudible to the jackal so she shrugged it off.

Damien scanned his contact covered pools around the room to find his signature sunglasses perched on the side of his make-shift bed. Grabbing them, he rose from the bed and put them on, his figure passing Lia on the way out but she wouldn't let him get off that easily.

"So how was your night?" the jackal asked.

"It was...good in a way. I could've been better if someone hadn't violated my manhood but I won't hold a grudge against a beautiful lady like yourself. To be honest, you got some moves girl and I wouldn't be surprised how you lead this group. So tell me, what are we going to do today? Hunt down some food to eat? Train and kick some bodies around like crazy? OH! What about--" His questions were cut off by the jackal.

"We're going to make some new houses for a new family that joined my tribe. Nothing much really and I was hoping that you could help out." Damien pondered on it, his finger lightly tapping against his chin before nodding quickly.

Damien took a step forward, chills suddenly going down his spine. His attention was completely turned towards the west. A giant dust storm was heading straight towards them but that could only be said from some people. Using his heightened vision, Damien saw that a group of scorpions were heading their direction and a brown coyote leading the pack.

"Oh this ain't good...this ain't good at all man!" Damien exclaimed, his tone of voice showing a bit of distress.

"What the hell is that Damien?" Lia asked, her tone being serious compared to Damien's own.

"I see a bunch of freaking scorpions with their giant claw like hands and a brown coyote in front of them. Oh my god, I think that he's carrying some sort of weapon and DAMN!!! That thing is huge!" Damien screamed, his hands waving around to emphasize the entire point. Lia cracked her knuckles, a small smirk creeping onto her face like an uninvited guest.

"Then it seems that we're going to have to kick some Blackheart Tribe bodies to the sandy ruins of this desert after this battle." Lia stated, the people of her tribe now noticing the wave of attackers about to hit them.

Damien's claws became shrouded in a black and purple mixture, the colors running along like the wind blowing the grass through the plains. Lia put her tan cloak on and raised it to envelop her figure, her trusted Tri-Claw attached to her right wrist.

The golden hound and black jackal both charged, the other members were soon to follow. Their battle cries began to arouse their emotions, their only intent being to stop these invaders from destroying their land.

The scorpions began to flood throughout the city, going into different places and battling against different members of the opposing tribe. Damien and Lia were grouped up with each other, their backs against each other and smirks plastered onto their faces, five scorpions surrounding them. Damien and Lia charged at two of them, running along their body as if they were bricks walls.

The scorpions flew up into the air slightly, Damien and Lia rebounding off their bodies. Using their feet, they pushed off one another and gave the scorpions a roundhouse kick, their bodies flying into huts in a puff of smoke.

The golden hound then ran into the middle of the attackers, the scorpions going after him and falling right into his trap. With the momentum he had gained previously from running, the Angel slid along the floor landing on his head.

He then proceeded to spin around on his head, his feet smashing into the torsos of his enemies. Jumping up quickly, he grabbed one's head and flipped him into his team mate, the duo crashing into the ground with a giant thud. Finally, Lia stabbed the last one in the back, his ebony frame collapsing onto the floor.

"Hey, we make a pretty good team girl. Maybe we could be like a duo of kick butt superheroes. I'll be the handsome, cocky, smart and funny guy while you be my beautiful, tough, seductive and crazy sidekick girl." Damien suggested.

"I'll pass on the offer but thanks anyway Damien. We'll have to split up to cover more ground Damien. I'll go east while you go north. We'll meet back here after we get rid of these pieces of trash." Lia stated, her partner quickly nodding before dashing off, sand splashing onto the jackal like water.

Damien began to run towards some more Blackheart members, his feet carrying him forwards. He drifted along the corner easily and his run was beginning to get fun. The hound jumped onto a slanted building, Damien quickly jumping off and smashing his fist into an unsuspecting scorpion.

Stepping on his head like a stepping stone, the vermilion hero quickly jumped down, his foot crashing into his face hard. His feet touched the floor quickly off the attack and he flipped forwards, giving his opponent a rolling kick.

Landing on his feet, he jumped forwards with his hands clasped together in the shape of a sledgehammer, Damien crushing the attack into the scorpion's side. To end it off, he landed on his feet again and jumped forwards, using his head like a battering ram which was pretty unorthodox of the golden dog.

With that scorpion out of the way, Damien charged at a few more who were outnumbering a group of Redclaw Tribe wolves. Smirking and adjusting the sunglasses on his face, Damien barrel rolled forwards and jumped on one scorpion's tail.

He ran along it until he reached the head but the scorpion already felt Damien jumping on his tail so he endlessly tried to shake the dog off like crazy. The golden hound would not give up though so he jumped off, giving the black scorpion a sledgehammer punch.

The scorpion hunched over which allowed Damien to give him a hard right handed punch. Reeling back in pain, the scorpion held his face and gave Damien another attack opportunity, this time with a spinning kick to the torso.

"Hey man, you guys are making this too easy on me. How about I knock you out with another of my special combination moves? I call this one the Crippled Kick." Damien said, the dog bouncing off of the scorpion's head. Damien landed on his tail, grabbing it and throwing the scorpion up in the air.

The hound jumped upwards in the shape of a ball, slamming the heel of his foot into the scorpion's back. The scorpion hit the floor hard, landing directly on his stomach, groans of pain emitting from his mouth.

Trying to get up, he began to stumble on his feet but somehow maintained his composure. That didn't last long as the Angel slid along the floor, crushing his shoulder into the enemy's knees. Damien had gained momentum with that and finally shot forward with his right foot smashing into the scorpion's face, automatically knocking him out.

"Now that's what I call a pretty good combo. I'm so nice with this stuff and I should have my own book. I know what I would name it and what it would be about. The Book of Combination Maneuvers by Damien Angels in which you learn about the basics of combination moves, where it originated and when, how it developed to what it is today and even how to make your own combination move. Man, I would get so rich off of that idea. Probably get that Princess Elise girl to fund my ideas!" Damien thought, a giant smirk spread across his face and money signs replacing his pitch black eyes.

His train of thought was interrupted when one of the scorpions used his tail to grab the dog's fragile body, squeezing tightly to make sure he didn't gain much air. Damien struggled to get free, his paws repeatedly banging on the tail but it was of no use.

When he thought he was done, the Blackheart Tribe member threw the golden one up into the air like a basketball with another Blackheart member catching Damien with his tail and slamming him into the floor hard. A small crater appeared where Damien landed, sand flew up and sprinkled all over Damien's frame. The dog groaned lowly before his eyes snapped wide open, his enthusiasm reaching top peak once again.

"You aren't going to keep me down for long man!" Damien screamed, his voice ringing throughout the surrounding area. Damien spun in place along the floor, sweeping the nearest scorpion off his feet. He suddenly kicked up into the air but his body was upside down.

He used this position to his advantage to slash the Blackheart Tribe members with his Nightshade Claws before grabbing two of their heads and smashing them together like a pair of coconuts. Quickly rebounding off the balls of his toes, Damien jumped forwards and unleashed a Nightshade Flare, the flames slithering towards the scorpion armada like venomous snakes with an agenda.

Black and purple burns made their way onto the bodies of the soon to be fallen with Damien just trying to stay alive at the moment. Once he let the attack go, the dog was bashed over the head by a surprise attack.

"Oh that's going to be hurting in the morning or maybe in the evening, I can't really tell right now." Damien muttered, the scorpion behind him again raising his weapon high.

Damien rolled out of the way quickly and even felt the sheer force put into the attack, the giant steel pole smashing into the sand. He turned around quickly and ran along the pole before his foot flew forward, smashing into the scorpion's face. Damien was grabbing the face of the enemy, a small and dumb smile on his face with daggers being glared right him, almost peering into his soul.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Does someone need a hug?" Damien asked, his arms extended but the scorpion wasn't playing any games at all. He grabbed the pole once again and tried to smash the dog on his face, Damien jumping onto his shoulder just in the nick of time to dodge.

The giant attacker fell to the floor unconscious, Damien laughing just a little on the stupidity of the opponent he recently faced. All of a sudden, a whole giant group of Blackheart scorpions came from the crushed huts and houses, blood all over their body.

HOLY JOINT!!! They're going to kill me unless...I got an idea but it's a long shot. Hey, it's just a risk that I'm willing to take at the moment.

Damien let off a mighty battle cry, dashing forward with sand flying upwards with each step he took, almost as if the dog had a trail of turbulence behind him. One of the scorpions tried to grab Damien but the dog slid and grabbed his tail, the scorpion throwing him high upwards.

A smirk was plastered on the dog's face, a small sphere of black and purple hue forming in his right hand. Gravity began to take its toll on Damien, the dog extending his hand forward, the sphere slamming into the soft ground.

The result was a giant dome of dark energy expanding from the point of impact, the attack severely burning the enemies around Damien. The dog's attack soon ended, the dome decreasing in size and Damien was panting ragged breaths. Darkness began to overtake his vision and blood stained his fur and the only thing on Damien's mind before unconsciousness was Lia's safety and the Redclaw Tribe.

To be continued...


A/N: Well there's another chapter down for you guys. I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in a while but I had a lot of school work with group presentations and about five essays but I did all of that so thank god. I hoped you liked the chapter and I know it only covered Damien's side of things but the next one will cover Lia's side of the battle. Hope you stay tuned and I hope you guys review so I can get some positive feedback. See ya!