Clare watched as the elf
creatures circled her friends. This was
getting out of control, and it was all because of Ujin. If she could just take him down…
She didn’t have a chance
to plan further. Ujin rushed her, his
hands flying for her face. She dodged,
the sharp, bony tips of his fingers missing her eyes, and instead digging into
her shoulder. Clare returned the favor
with a swift kick to the gut. Ujin
tumbled back, crashing into the stars.
“Kurt, scan them!” She could hear Ashtyn yelling in the
background. “Demon seeds or
possession?”
“Umm…” Kurt’s voice was frantic. “Possession.
They’re all yours.”
“Thanks.”
Her attacker was already
back on his feet, rushing at her again.
A spinning kick to the head sent him stumbling, and a jab to his gut
knocked him flat on his back. He seemed
to bounce back from the blows so quickly.
At this rate he was going to tire her out in a matter of minutes.
“I’m more powerful then
you.” The smile was gone from Ujin’s
face. “Give up. Get out of my way!”
“Dad, stop this!” Rita was screaming, her body seemingly glued
to the altar.
“Dad?” Clare swung, her fist connecting with the
side of Ujin’s head. “You were going to sacrifice
your own daughter?”
“That’s not the worst of
it!” Rita was actually able to pull
herself up a bit. “The ritual involves…
him opening my gate.”
Clare landed a roundhouse
kick to Ujin’s side, sending him sprawling.
“You sick son of a bitch!”
“It’s for a good
cause!” He was back on his feet, that
goofy smile gracing his lips again, but Clare was glad to see that she had
managed to knock a few of his teeth out.
“I will do whatever it takes, to whoever, to complete my goal. You, and your stupid little friends are not
going to get in the way of that!”
He rushed her again, his
body moving as if she hadn’t hit him once.
***
Ashtyn did her best to
remove the spirits from the elf dolls as fast as she could, but she wasn’t fast
enough, and there were so many of them.
“Tabitha, I could use a
little help here!” She called out,
desperate.
“I call upon the Blade of
Exorcism.” Tabitha closed her eyes, and suddenly Ashtyn’s hands began to
glow. Two onyx fan blades formed in her
palms. “Will that help?”
Ashtyn spun around, the
blades slicing the demonic dolls with barely any force. “Oh yes!”
***
I was rushing; doing my
best to use the telekinesis that Juktha had given me to toss those damn dolls
away. The little shits were resilient,
and they didn’t have hearts to rip out, either, so I was at an almost complete
loss. Still, I was keeping them at
bay.
“Kurt, how you holding
up?” I glanced over my shoulder at
Kurt.
He was getting swarmed,
batting the small creatures off of his arms and legs. “I… I don’t think my powers are built for
this.”
“Do you even know all
your powers?” I ran to his side, using
my mind to toss the dolls off of him. They went flying, cracking against the walls,
and bursting like little water balloons filled with black goo.
“No clue!”
***
Clare could feel her
muscles begin to grow weak. She didn’t
know how much longer she could hold up.
Ujin, on the other hand, seemed fine.
Sure, he had a future ruptured muscles and a bunch of missing teeth, but
every time she hit him, he just bounced back to his feet.
“Ready to give up yet?” Ujin didn’t even fall this time when Clare
smashed her fist into his face. “I have
deities to kill, and a daughter to get to.
Just wave the white flag.”
“Never.” Clare was huffing and puffing, but she would
die of exhaustion before she admitted defeat.
***
Kurt glanced towards
Clare, his vision shifting to X-Ray.
A demon seed. He could see it glowing in Ujin’s chest.
He knew Clare wanted to
win this fight, but she couldn’t get to that thing, not like he could. He could see it pulsing, growing inside of
Ujin, feeding him, pushing him forward.
He knew exactly what he needed to do.
“Bobby, I need you and
Ashtyn to clear a path for me. Okay?” Kurt looked to his friends, hoping they were
listening.
“Got it!” Bobby started tossing the dolls to the side,
sending them flying through the air.
“You bet.” Ashtyn used her blades to hack through the
thinning crowd of demonic elf dolls.
Once the path was mostly
clear, Kurt took off.
***
Clare fell to her knees.
Her body just couldn’t take much more.
She had failed her friends, she had failed Brittany. She had failed herself.
“Good, you’re giving up.” Ujin looked down at her. “You have to know your limits, darling.”
Just past Ujin she could
see Kurt rushing towards them, his hand glowing a bright blue. He had spotted Ujin’s weak point. It wasn’t over.
“What are you…” Ujin
started to turn.
Clare did the only thing
she could think of. She lunged forward,
and started ripping at Ujin’s crotch with her teeth. Blood, muscle and tendons pulled and snapped
as her teeth dug into what little flesh he had dangling between his legs.
This time Ujin
screamed. This time he felt it.
“You stupid bitch!” He raised his hand, ready to strike, when
Kurt’s fist exploded through his chest, the pulsing demon seed clutched in his
palm.
Clare pulled her head
back, spitting out the meaty remains still clung between her teeth.
“You lose, mother fucker!”
She swung her fist at his head, a sure of adrenaline kicking in.
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