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The Reaver of Souls by JuankiMan

Chapter 6 The darkness of the night was broken by lightning. Black clouds had gathered in the moonless sky and the thunderstorm had begun just a few moments ago as if the skies themselves were representing the gravity of the siuation. Inside the only lit in the college apartament the roomies gloomed over the inert bodies of their friends wondering what to do. The news about Margaret had fallen like a blunt hammer on their morale lefting them shattered and hopeless. Suddenly Mike broke the silence. Mike: "It´s over Dave. You have to give up. You must to." April: "MIKE!!! What are you talking about!? I can´t really believe my ears!" Remembering who she was talking to she thought for a moment that maybe she could. Mike opened his mouth to complain but Dave interrupted him. Dave: "He´s right April, it´s over. That thing´s got our friends in his grasp and I´m not gonna be as selfish as to risk them just to save myself." April: "But you just an´t do it!" Mike: "Why not? That beast has already taken Roger, Margaret and..(he faltered as a shadow of sadness crossed his face)Marsha." April: "But killing himself won´t bring them back!" Dave: "April, what are you talking about? I hought I had already told you about the deal." April: "Deal. HA! "Lord of Lies and Betrayal" do you remember? Come on Dave, don´t be naive. Do you really think he´s gonna carry out his part of the deal?" Dave and Mike just stood there while they assimilated the wisdom of her words. Dave: "But... What can we do? April: "I don´t know. I don´t have Margaret´s tactical skills but we´ll have to think something out." ***** Meanwhile a huge, winged form was staring at an old TV just one floor below. On the screen there wasn´t a show, a commercial or even Pokemon. It was something more sinister (although less horrible): A dark, horned shadow with fiery red eyes that radiated an ancient evil tha was almost touchable. The creature in frot of the screen had all it´s attention centered on it but not as a man seeking amusement but as a lowly servant who was speaking to his king. Satan: "Is everything pepared?" Mablothrax: "Yes my liege. The trap is set and everything is in place." Satan: "Excellent. Soon I will have that kid´s soul in my power. He will make a mighty demon once I have tortured his will into obedience." The Mablothrax shrugged in disgust. How could a miserable human be worthy of the gift of daemonhood? Surely the kid was powerful but, come on, he was just a mere mortal. His fate should be to burn in the pits of hell for all eternity, not to be part of them! Mablothrax: "What if doesn´t show up milord?" Satan: "He will. I know him well enough and he won´t abandon his friends." Mablothrax: "And if he tries to recover them by force?" Satan: "Don´t worry my servant. I have everything ready for if such eventuality came to happen. Now go and get ready. He won´t take long" Moblothrax: "Very well master. As always your wish is my command." Satan: "I know." The supreme lord of hell broke the link and let an evil chuckle, sure of his near victory. ***** The footsteps echoed in the empty corridor as Dave marched to Waldo & Steve´s apartament. He carried Chester in a large closed vase. He hadn´t liked it at first, of course, but they both knew that they had no choice and therefore headed to the meeting place. When he arrived he found the door slightly open. He crossed the threshold and saw an unnatural glimmer through the door that took to the living room. When he he entered the living room his jaw fell open. Everything was changed: Where once there was a not-so-normal living room now there was a large hall made black marble. Through the walls giant columns that rose from the ground as the ribs of a massive beast to unite in a huge spine on the ceiling. Between ribs there were 6 bronze statues representing demons similar to the Mablothrax but at the same time different and on the end of the hall a last seventh one, larger than the rest and representing the Mablothrax himself. "The seven Baalrûks I guess" thought Dave. The statue was behind a hideous throne of bone that was surrounded by shadows. There was someone (or something) sitting in it. As Dave approached the dire throne the figure rose and spoke with a voice that was far too familiar. Voice: "Aaah, you´ve come at last. I see you brought "it" with you." Dave: "What the..." As it spoke the shadowy figure came out of the shadows. It was Margaret. Dave: "You fiend! How do you dare to defile her image." Margaret: "Come on Dave, don´t be so touchy. I just assume this form to remind you what are you here for. Now hand the vase and step forward." Dave obeyed. Margaret took the vase in one hand and Dave´s neck in the other lifting him a few inches from the floor. Margaret: "Now fasten our seatbelt. You´re in for a rough ride." She opened the vase with her thumb and suddenly Chester jumped out of it viciously scratching her beatyfull face. The pain made her release her grip on Dave who used the confusion to get a few meters away from his enemy. The demon grabbed her face in pain and anger and her eyes glowed red with rage. She had been too busy thinking of possible ways to torture that brat and forgot to double-check the soul to see if it was the right one and the kid had tricked him with a stupid house-cat. However the soul had seemed human at first sight. "That´s it!" he thought "The cat must have the half soul in it´s body".He didn´t know how it got there but he didn´t have time to think about it and, unfortunately, the cat had already ran away. The demon reassumed his true-form and started approaching menacingly. Mablothrax: "Now you have done it. I will make you know a world of pain before I leave you alive to suffer for the folly of your actions." Dave shot a beam of blue energy to the aproaching monstruosity but it hit on some sort of shield in front of the creature. A glimmer of light came from somewhere on his right but he didn´t had time to check out what it was. He shot again but with no effect. The Mablothrax was pleased. The unholy shield promised by his master had worked perfectly and soon he would teach the kid a lesson. Suddenly he heard a yell behind him. Mike: "BANZAI!!" With a crash and a sound of glass Mike broke through the wall carrying a tank in his back that resembeled a fire extinguisher. The effect was weird as it seemed as if he had broke a hole in reality itself. As his shoes hit the floor Mike aimed the spout a the demon and pulled the trigger. The demon was taken by surprise and barely dodged the stream of liquid nitrogen but one of his wings was frozen still. With a precise and clean shot Dave blew it to shards. The demon roared with agony and grabbed the stump of what once was his mighty wing and gave a furious look to the teenagers who were now side by side. Mablothrax: "You think you have me now, don´t you? Well, let me show you TRUE power! UNDERLINGS OF CHAOS, HEED MY CALL AND BRING DEATH TO MY ENEMIES!!" With this words some sort of black hole opened in front of the demon and a horde of hellspawn came out of it. Suddenly the roomies found themselves outnumbered by a mass of claws, teeth, horns and glowing red eyes that were looking them with savage hunger. Dave: "Okay, time for plan B." Mike: "What is plan B?" Dave: "Beats me." Mike: "Oh, great." ----------------- Continue

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