Chapter 15… Let's see how the gang holds up, eh? Sorry for being so slow, been really busy. Anyway, read, enjoy, R&R.
"Traitor!" The word rang through Hawke's ears like thunder. He looked at Prima, who nodded, understanding. It was time for some payback. Hawke dove in for a swift landing, carefully dropping Prima as his wings disappeared, turning back into arms. But that wouldn't last long.
"Icaradoma!" Prima shouted, as Hawke flung himself at Luna, spinning at mach speed. Luna smiled, unfazed.
"Lunasanzluz." Amy called nonchalantly. Luna raised her right hand, as a swift ball of darkness fired at the spinning Hawke. It hit him head on, disintegrating around the chalk white aura. Hawke slowed substantially, stopping his own spell. He unwrapped himself from his wings and launched forward and kicked Luna. She grunted, Hawke landing on top of her.
"What?" Amy looked behind her. No one had resisted their third spell so well before.
"Lunaluz!" Amy shouted quickly. Luna smiled, grabbing Hawke's foot. A blinding light erupted from Luna's hand, as Hawke cried in pain. When she let go, burn marks were visible on his ankle. Prima scowled, getting ready to cast another spell.
"Icardom!" Prima yelled in anger, as Hawke gained his wings again. He thrust himself at Luna, picking her up under her armpits.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Luna said, bringing her self to biting Hawke on his arm. He flinched, but smiled.
"If you insist!" He replied happily, throwing her down at the ground.
"Amy!" Luna begged, flying toward the ground. Panicked, Amy flipped through the pages.
"Lunaluz!" She shouted, as Luna aimed her right palm toward the ground. A beam of light shot out, causing an explosion. The conflicting wind currents let her drift toward the ground safely. Hawke flew toward the ground, his wings disappearing right before he landed, allowing him to land on his feet. Luna smiled out of the corner of her mouth.
"You're a clever bird. Too bad all that's going to go to waste." Luna retorted with a disgusted look on her face. She looked back at Amy, who flipped a few pages forward.
"Gigano Luzhield." She cast happily. The slow-moving ball of light drifted in the direction of Hawke, but wouldn't hit him anytime soon.
"You think that's going to stop me? Yeah, right. Prima," Hawke called, turning to Prima. She nodded.
"Icaradoma!" Prima yelled in reply. Hawke gained his wings, and flung himself at Luna and Amy at mach speed. They stood their ground, unfazed. Suddenly, Hawke felt himself slowing, a little bit, until he was at a complete standstill. The chalk-white aura that was surrounding him pulled away from him, and was absorbed into the ball of light, tainting the pure white a little. Hawke lost his wings, and fell to the ground. Luna smiled wildly. She moved her arm swiftly in Hawke's direction, and Gigano Luzhield followed. Hawke was absorbed into the ball of light, and the thing imploded on itself, sending Hawke flying toward the castle.
"Gigano Luzhield absorbs all attacks and sends them right back at the opponent. You can't beat me. What ever made you think you could?" Luna taunted, walking slowly toward Hawke, who was lying on his back.
What was that? I need to focus. I need to get in that castle and help Alan. There's no telling how much trouble they're in… Hawke thought, struggling to sit up. He brushed some blood from his lip. "I don't think I can beat you…" Hawke replied, sounding defeated. Prima gasped, while Luna and Amy smiled.
"I know I can beat you!" He called, running toward Luna. The opposing team was startled, and was not quick enough to cast a spell when Hawke punched Luna, knocking her off her feet. Prima smiled, gaining a sense of hope in this battle. Suddenly, her face became bathed in a chalk-white aura. She looked down at the book, a happily surprised look taking over her demeanor.
"Hawke! It's a new spell! Should I use it?" Prima asked. Hawke turned.
"Go ahead." Hawke gave the thumbs up, as Luna rolled into Hawke, tripping him up. Prima took a deep breath and read the spell carefully.
"Morphicaradoma!" She shouted. Hawke had gained the advantage in his fistfight with Luna, and had her by the collar. A frightening transformation was taking place. Hawke was growing to an enormous size, his wings returning, and his feet turning into talons. Feathers dominated his skin, and his beak grew. He was turning into a giant hawk. Luna gasped at the transformation as she dropped to the ground. The giant beast clawed and pecked at Luna, then lifted her up into the air. Luna called to Amy, but she was too shocked and mortified to cast anything. Hawke dove at an amazing speed toward the ground, flinging her at the ground, and pulling up for a soft landing. His talons hit the ground, as he started to shrink, his feathers disappearing, and his talons retracting. Finally, his wings returned to their original form as hands, and he dropped to his knees. The spell was very draining. Amy, finally broken from her petrified spell, ran over to Luna.
"Luna? Luna?" She shook her. Luna opened her eyes, a look of anger and determination within them.
"I can't move." She whispered in a surprised tone.
Meanwhile…
Ramon was enjoying himself, watching two of his subjects battle each other. He smiled deviously as Chrysanthemum and Lon, two strong Mamodo, battled to the last. "I won't tolerate rest," Ramon complained as the two stopped casting spells.
"Fight or both of you will disappear."
Chance, Anthony, Chrysanthemum and Lon looked at each other sadly. One would go back, here and now. It was up to them to decide. Anthony was the first one to react with a spell. He loved Chrys; he wasn't going to let her go. "Harcrezudo!" He cast, as Chrysanthemum shot a liquid out of her mouth. Lon let himself get covered in the stuff, not familiar with Chrys' weaker spells. Suddenly, the liquid began to crystallize, creating sharp, tiny crystals wherever the liquid was. Lon became immobilized in the crystals, struggling to move.
"Chance… Help!" Lon called to his book owner. Worried, he ran over and kicked he crystals.
"Ow! Owowowowowow!" Chance whined, holding his foot and hopping around.
"Just cast a spell!" Lon corrected his book owner, as Chance opened the light green book.
"Allunar!" Chance cast, as Lon started to stretch upward. He looked like a giant rubber band, stretching up all the way to the ceiling of dark, jagged rock. The tension on the crystal caused it to shatter. The spell had served its purpose. Chance closed the book, as Lon floated down to the floor of the catacombs.
"Sharcrezo!" Anthony cast, as a crystal shard fired out of Chrys' right hand.
"Fionallunar!" Chance shouted in reply. Lon stretched from one end of the catacomb to the other, grabbing the jagged rock and stretching back. The shard crashed into him, but Lon flew forward, sending the shard back to Chrys and Anthony. Lon snapped back into place, and smiled.
"I'm sorry, but I have to become King!" Lon yelled out defiantly. They might have been friends, but Lon was not going to give up without a fight.
"Cryterrashield!" Anthony said half-heartedly. This back and forth game of defense was getting boring. A crystalline shield popped out of the ground in front of Chrys and Anthony, causing the shard to drop to the ground. Ramon stood up at this, causing the two teams to look up at him.
"Enough. Stop holding back… I want a show worthy for a King!" He called out passionately to the teams. Angered, Anthony turned to Ramon.
"I'll give you a show!" Anthony yelled back angrily. Chrys looked at him with a look of worry.
"Ganzu Sharcrezo!" Anthony shouted. Chrys raised her right hand reluctantly, firing multiple 'Sharcrezo' spells at Ramon. He scoffed.
"Demetra, get rid of this weak spell. Use the first spell." Ramon laughed. Demetra complied, turning back at least five pages.
"Royaruk." She whispered. Ramon held up his scepter, as the emerald within it grew to enormous size and drilled into the 'Sharcrezo' spells, reducing them to nothing. Anthony growled, while Chrys comforted him, saying that they should just battle Lon and save him for later. He reluctantly agreed.
"I expect compliance from now on, Anthony." Ramon laughed. Anthony growled louder. Ramon's grin grew the louder he growled.
"Dioga Oru Sharcrezo!" Anthony cast in anger. He was fuming, and Lon was the easiest target around. There was a rumbling sound, as Lon looked up. He knew this spell.
"No. No!" Lon panicked, covering his face. Huge crystals formed above them, and they shot down. Chance didn't react fast enough, running around to avoid the crystal shards. He was running away, when a shard landed directly in front of him, causing him to fall back. The book flew out of his hand. Still in mid-air, a crystal shard pierced the book. Chance looked back to Lon, fearing that he had started to disappear. He was still intact. He was pinned to the catacomb floor by the crystal shards, digging his shirt and pants into the ground. Chance sighed, relieved. He turned back to find a way to maneuver the book off the crystal, when he noticed a purple-ish red flame appear on the light green book. The crystals disappeared, leaving the book burning on the floor.
"Huh. H-how?" Chance asked in a half-hearted laugh. Lon used all his strength to sit up.
"Sorry, Chance." He whispered. The fading glow started to surround him. Anthony, realizing what he had done, ran over to him. Chrys followed a little behind.
"Lon. I-I didn't…" He began to apologize, but Lon stopped him.
"We both knew only one Mamodo was gonna make it out of this battle. Hey, you and Chrys deserve it." Lon replied, his voice getting more distant as he became nearly completely transparent.
"See ya, Lon." Chrys looked on at her friend.
"Later, Chrys." He replied with a smile. An ashy, glowing powder appeared in the place of Lon, floating into the air. The remaining ashes of the book blew away in the wind. Chance fainted at the sight. Ramon smiled and laughed.
"That was great. A show fit for a King." Ramon started clapping, sparking Anthony's anger. He raised a fist. Chrys held him back. They stared at each other for a minute. Then she let him go.
"Go get him." She smiled softly. He opened the book in reply.
"Gigano Sharcrezo!" Anthony shouted with a smile. Chrys readily lifted her right arm in Ramon's direction. A huge crystal shard fired at Ramon. Instead of intercepting it, he walked into a corridor near the cliff he was standing on. He held his hand to the ceiling, as a stone block appeared in the opening. 'Gigano Sharcrezo' hit the block, disappearing as it lodged itself into it. Then, they could hear Ramon's voice filling the room.
"I've sent a few mercenaries to deal with you. Try not to get your book burned too quickly. I want to see a real show." The voice reverberated, then faded. The two looked at each other, when a bright light filled the dark catacombs. The two covered their eyes when six teams stepped through.
"These must be the mercenaries he talked about." Chrys declared.
"I'm not about to lose you, Chrys. Gigano Sharcrezo!" Anthony yelled.
"Buron Braidon!"
"Chikelga!"
"Giga Azurio!"
"Gifiaterr Ikaterr!"
"Dobla!"
"Hunta Shardar!"
Meanwhile…
Dr. Curio raised a brow as a huge blast was heard near the beginning of the catacombs. He put down the machine he was using to analyze his Mamodo, Sosa. "Seems that Chrysanthemum is battling hard, hmm, my beautiful specimen?" He asked Sosa. The small, green worm blinked at Curio.
"Oh, well, I wouldn't expect something as primitive as yourself to understand." Curio mumbled to himself. The worm growled.
"Oh! Sorry. Now, what exactly are you, you mysterious specimen, you…" Curio rambled on, continuing his experimentation on his worm Mamodo.
(End of Chapter 15: 86 Mamodo left)
Wow, this took a while. I hope I wasn't gone long enough to lose my 'fan base'. Well, R&R, and continue reading.