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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/1/2017 8:30:27 PM
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[b]Chapter Thirty Eight[/b]
Arianna felt the cold spike impale and freeze her stomach. Her vision blurred as a pool of blood formed under her. Felix stood up and looked down on her before he walked back to the throne. If she tried to move, all she felt was pain. Was this the end?
"Oh, Arianna. I don't need your help you stupid girl. The fact that you were willing to listen to all of that shows really how ill of mind you are to begin with." He told her as he raised his hand up. "To prove this to you, you may behold my majesty! The power that comes with being a God among men!!!"
The ceiling began to bubble, and suddenly the entire lake of blood fell down. It splashed over Arianna and she tasted the sickness of iron wash over her. It hardly lasted as the mass of water dissipated and washed over her. As she opened her eyes, she saw that where Felix stood all the blood was flowing towards. It shot up like the red liquid was being shot through tubes. Then, the shadow of a creature revealed itself in the red. Soon, all the blood flowed into a tall muscular being.
It was pale of skin, and black torn clothing covered its legs and waste. It wore no shirt or shoes as it's torso and body was large. It's face was edged and high cheekboned and it's white ashen hair flowed like it was under water. It had massive fangs that jutted over its lower lip and its hands were large with finger that were like long slender claws.
"See?! You never stood a chance to begin with! Worship me with your dying breath and maybe I'll give you the mercy of being my mindless thrall forever!" Felix demanded as his voice transformed into a bellow that was muffled by his large teeth.
[spoiler]for Orn[/spoiler]
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"You're a life saver," Isaac took the hand that Scarlett had offered immediately, his grip tight as he rose up to his full height. The blood spear flew to his hands once more, as he gripped it with both hands and began a charge with it, aiming to leap onto Felix and slam down.
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As the boy leapt through the air, Felix turned his head to look at the boy who aimed to strike him down. His orange red eyes looked at the boy with spite and hatred, but his body was coated in wounds and there was nothing he could possibly do to prevent what was to come. [spoiler]certain hit granted[/spoiler]
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 7/4/2017 2:31:57 PMIsaac slammed down upon Felix with all of his might, which was still somewhat human, yet impressive, the spearhead slamming into the back of the monster as Isaac twisted the weapon, gritting his teeth as he spoke: "How [i]naive[/i] of you. To think that you could get away with what you've done." Isaac didn't smile, as he continued to drive the spear into Felix's back.
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Felix let out a choking sound as the spear with directly through his bloodied and beaten monstrous body. He turned his head as he gagged, but suddenly his left hand lunged out and grabbed Isaac by the throat. It was forceful and it felt like Isaac had been punched, but the boy noticed the hand already going weak. "Y-You..." Felix let out as his orange eyes bested with hatred. "You have ruined...EVERYTHING. I hope my father burns you away and turns you to ASH!" [spoiler]certain hit granted [/spoiler]
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"H-Hope?" Isaac stared down furiously, ripping the spear out of Felix by tearing it from his side, aiming the spearhead to Felix's face. "...Hope isn't something you should rely on." Isaac muttered, slamming the spearhead into Felix's eye.
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Felix recoiled back limply as the spear was sent through his skull. His body spasmed for a moment before it went still and became utterly lifeless. Then, the body began to crumble, and became grey and ash like as its entire make up was reduced to a pile of ash. Felix Coldbourne was dead.
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Isaac was still, for a few seconds. His eyes stared upon Felix's ashes, as he rose up from his position and sighed. The spear of blood returned to an orb-like structure, before he returned to Cain, literally running towards the one whom came to battle the monster. "...Cain?" Isaac pushed upon the man's armor, hoping to wake him before checking for a pulse, a glimmer of life.. anything.
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Scarlett ran beside the prince as well, kneeling down to look at him. As Isaac pressed his finger to the man's neck, he felt an incredibly weak pulse. "We can't live in our victory yet Isaac." Scarlett told him. Suddenly, the entire area began to shake. The realm Felix had created began to churn and look like it was in a mirage as the portal Isaac entered through started to become smaller in size. "We need to get Cain out of here, now!" Scarlett told Isaac.
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Isaac merely grunted in response, as he attempted to pull the man towards the flickering portal. The blood sphere fluttered around him, looking for straps upon Cain's armor: by cutting them, his overall weight would be lessened, and thus they had a better chance of saving Cain. Yet sacrificing armor, of course.
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There were a few he could see, particularly the ones that were tied above his shoulders. But these were under the armour plated shoulders that seemed to be fitted together tightly.
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Isaac sighed, as the formation of blood slid throughout the armor, eventually finding themselves upon the straps. It began to saw and tear through the straps, or at least try to.
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The armour dropped to the ground as Scarlett grasped Cain as well. The man became significantly lighter but he was still easily 200 pounds at the least. His worked body was covered in cuts and stabs and it was coated red. "Jeez this lad is a heavy one!" Scarlett said as the portal was about thirty feet away.!
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"Damn, he is.." Isaac muttered, while he wasn't particularly used to this sort of situation himself: he hadn't exactly pulled something, or rather someone, of this caliber ever. Wrapping his arms around Cain's, he began to pull with all of his strength, which was somewhat lacking after the fight with Felix.
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The portal continued to dwindle more and more as the ground shook and rumbled as if an earthquake was going off. Scarlett stumbled, and Cain dropped on his right side towards her. "Ah! Damnit no!" Scarlett cursed.
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"Come on, Scarlett!" Isaac yelled, in an effort to keep Scarlett moving. He positioned himself underneath Cain's arm, pulling and yelling out from the tension as he continued to drag the man's muscular body.
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Scarlett stumbled back up and grabbed Cain in a similar fashion, and the weight came less off of Isaac which allowed him to carry Cain easier. The portal continued to dwindle as they were so close to getting inside. Five feet, four feet, three feet, and with each step the portal got smaller and smaller.
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With all of his continuous strength, Isaac carried onwards, silently praying that the portal wouldn't be so small that he, Scarlett, or Cain would be lost within the crumbling dimension. Each step was strained and harsh, sweat beading down his forehead as he carried onwards to the shrinking portal.
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Then, as he neared the portal, he felt himself propelled in like something had grabbed him. His vision turned into a blood red for a second as he felt his feet touch ground again, this time, in the night lit sky of the destroyed throne room. Cain was beside him, and so was Scarlett.
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Isaac fell to his knees, pressing his bloodied hands against the flooring before looking up, studying the stars that were high above. A trembling, faint smile came upon his face, as he rose up and brushed himself off, looking over at Scarlett. "...I know it's too early to celebrate, but.. holy hell.." He muttered, lifting up Cain's arm once more.
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Scarlett looked at him and chuckled as well. "Hehe. No kidding." "Oi! There you damned kids are!" The voice of the Jarl bellowed as he entered his throne room. Beside him was the ashen haired Lilly, who looked with fear as she immediately ran over to Cain. "C-Cain! What did he do to you?!" She asked as she looked at his wounds. "He kicked some serious ass I'd imagine!" Haakon said. "Though that usually comes with a cost..." "That's putting it lightly Haak." Scarlett said. She turned her head to Isaac. "We should probably let him down...let the doc do her work."
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"Yeah.. Lilly, is Ari alright?" Isaac looked over, setting Cain down and looking over at Lilly questionably. He was clearly concerned for the safety of Cain, judging by his grimace, but he wanted to hear of the safety of his sister as well.
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Lilly turned her head to the entrance of the throne room, and Isaac had his answer. There was his sister, looking frail but standing in the doorway. Arianna's wounds seemed to feel much better than before, but her stomach was sore and stinging with pain still and her other cuts stung as well. [spoiler]all you buddy [/spoiler]
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"Ari!" Isaac immediately began a sprint towards the wounded, beaten, yet alive young woman, a smile crossing Arianna's pale face as she shrugged and nodded, still aching from the previous agony. Blood continued to drip from Isaac's head wound, yet he didn't mind, as he tackled Arianna in a tight hug. "...So.. is he dead?" Arianna asked quietly, whispering within Isaac's bloodied ear, as the teenage boy responded with several, several spurted words and phrases. "Y-Yeah, he's dead - ashes everywhere, Cain was hurt, dimension collapsed entirely - drove a spear through his head, all three of us did it together-" "Woah, woah." Arianna laughed a little, placing her hands upon Isaac's shaking shoulders. "...Yeah, I think that confirmed my suspicions. He's dead.. wow. Celtic Isles are hopefully free, and.. we can go back. To.. the Dojo." There was something solemn about how Arianna had mentioned the Dojo. Isaac didn't question it: he thought of Pan, knowing that Irina had cared for the girl while he had gone. It brought hope to his heart. "So, Haak!" Arianna shouted, interrupting the silence. "Since you're.. well, the only surviving Celtic leader, probably - guess you own the Isles, or what's left of them?"
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"Haha! Damned right!" Haakon said. "First we ought to rebuild and clean up this fu[i]c[/i]king mess. Jaysus it's a fine mess that's for sure." The Jarl told them. Suddenly, the group heard the sound of bustling and a crowd making their way to the castle. As they turned to see, they saw hundreds of people all at the entrance of the castle. Their clothes were tattered and their bodies looked frail, and they looked at the entryway to the throne room with confusion as they looked at the transformed corpses. "Well shit! Looks like killing that white haired bastard did more then clear the weather!" The Jarl said.
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"...I'm not giving a speech." Arianna muttered sarcastically. "I'll go kill a vampire lord fuсker and his army of Celtic zombies, but not give a speech to said Celtic people about the slaying of said vampire lord." "Er.. yeah. Though I think we can convince the Dojo to help with the repairs, search-and-rescues, that thing." Isaac pointed out. "Right, Ari?" "...Sure."
