Again, this chapter is a little short. I'm sorry. But I will post the next chapter ASAP to make up for it :)
It took precisely 0.1 seconds for Sun's nose to explode into a bloody red tomato.
"Nether!" he sputtered.
"Shut the heck up!" Nether screamed. She looked at him with hatred and felt savage pleasure in watching blood spurt from his face like it was a fountain running crimson water.
She didn't know where she was and right now she sure as hell did not care in the least. Fury ran through her veins like bubbling magma.
She looked on with satisfaction as Sun's visible confidence faded. He knew this side of her. He'd met it several times and it had never ended well for him.
In fact, he'd lost a finger once when Nether was in one such mood.
Nether pulled her sword quickly out of its sheath.
Light hit it and it glowed like molten gold.
Maybe it was. Sun didn't know.
Nether struck with speed, only to find her sword blocked.
By Hunter's.
"Get out of my way!" Nether recklessly kicked out at him, but he moved out of the way with more speed than was to be expected of a zombie.
"Dynamite's not the only one who hides behind her pets, I see," Nether snarled. She was doing her best to guard the hollow, sick feeling inside.
The anger was gone now, replaced by the empty feeling that she so hated.
Sun could see it.
No! No! She wouldn't let him!
Anger had run through her veins like magma. Then emptiness had swamped her and her blood slowed. But now determination rushed through her, cold and hard.
She glared at Sun, who was smiling enigmatically, and Hunter, who was absolutely expressionless but stood in front of Sun.
"You two want a fight?" she growled. "Fine. You can have the fight of your goddamned lives."
And in an ineffably different place...
Dragon sighed, his head bent.
"What?" Dynamite demanded as soon as Seb had gone.
"Nothing. It's just…"
"What?" demanded Dynamite, almost hysterical at this point.
Dragon shook his head. "Just- things in the End. It doesn't matter."
"Ah. Well…"
Dynamite trailed off and stared at the sky. Suddenly she looked around. "Where's Kym?"
Dragon shrugged.
Dynamite stared around, then started shouting. "Kym? Kym!"
After several minutes Kym finally was found. She'd somehow managed to dig out a rabbit hole and get stuck in it.
Dynamite sat and stroked Kym's back.
"Where is she?" she asked Dragon yet again.
"Wherever he is," replied Dragon humourlessly.
Dynamite's eyes widened. Even though it was pretty easy to figure out, she still just couldn't quite wrap her head around it. I mean, the Nether had been destroyed- or locked away, whatever-, then it had a living personality, then the living personality had been kidnapped by a different living personality apparently.
She stroked Kym's back.
Wherever he is…