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The Reaver of Souls by JuankiMan

Chapter 7 The room was chaos: dozens of imps running up and down in a savage attempt to slaughter their human enemies, blue beams of light crossing the room boring through their ranks and the icy stream of death fired by Mike´s weapon. Apart from all the fight was the hulking mass of the Mablothrax, overseeing the battle as he let out a maniatical and evil laughter, enjoying the sight of seeing the mortals grow exhausted fighting for their lives against the infinite stream of hellspawn. On the entrance was a young blonde girl with a shotgun aiming carfully at the demons and trying not to hurt her friends. IFWA: "I still think you should get outta here while you can" April: "Well, think in silence you stupid imaginary, floating, wiser me!" IFWA: "But you´ll get yourself killed!" April: "I ain´t gonna let my friends down. Now shut up!" IFWA: "Whatever. Just don´t come crying to me when you break your neck or something." The floating, imaginary, wiser Apil dissapeared leaving her alone with her thoughts. She was glad that she had been assigned "artillery suport" for she knew that she would´ve had very little chance against the imps in close combat. Perhaps her conscience was right and they were going to die but she decided to be with them to the end. With this thoughts she cockered Margaret´s shotgun and blew another imp to a bloody pulp. Dave was worried and with reason: The demons seemed to outnumber them to a hundred to one, Mike would soon run out of nitrogen, his head hurt and his nose had started to bleed. Plus, no matter how many casualties they inflicted more demons were coming out of that black hole thing. He ducked to avid the claws of a small ape-like fiend and bored a hole through his chest with his laser vision. Through the corner of his eye he noticed something spiky moving towards his neck, he tried to dodge it but knew he was too late. He closed his eye and waited for death to arrive. The seconds seemed to become minutes but he didn´t feel pain, instead he felt something wet and sticky in his clothes and a dead-weight that knocked him to the floor. He dared to open one eye and then both. He discovered that he wasn´t dead yet but the demon who had been about to sever his head was and his body had fallen on top of him. The others, thinking him dead, has turned to face Mike and Dave took the brief moment of relent to look at his surroundings: the demons, dead and alive, were everywhere. Dozens and dozens of bodies burnt or shot lied on the floor. Near were Mike was standing were the statues of frost demons forming a grotesque garden, on the entrance he saw April, he had completely forgotten about her in the midst of battle but he knew that itwas thanks to her that he was still alive. And then he saw the bulk of the Mablothrax. He was heading somewhere to the right and had a broad smile of triumph. Dave followed his trajectory with his eyes and discovered what had made those flashs of light he had seen earlier: It was their TV that was on and spreading a bright white light. Suddenly illumination came to him and put his hands on his mouth to shout. Dave: "APRIL, QUICK! SHOOT THE TV!" April: "DAVE, YOU´RE ALIVE!" Dave: "FORGET ABOUT ME. JUST SHOOT THE TV. IT´S HIS POWER LINK!" Mike: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Time seemed to slow down: The Mablothrax heard the warning and was speeding up towards his way out of this plane. A nearby imp also heard the yell and was leaning over Dave ready to finish him off. Mike yelled in despair as he saw what April was going to do. And April knew what she had to do. She didn´t have Margaret´s accuracy but she had used that shotgun before and knew she would have just one shot. She leaned the shotgun on her shoulder, closed her left eye, took careful aim and pulled the trigger. With a deafening detonation the magic pellets collided with the cursed television, breaking plastic, glass and circuits as they passed through. Suddenly bolts of lightning came out of the ruined TV. The Mablothrax opened wide his eyes in dispair and rage as he saw his link to the underworld destroyed. The swirling vortex that brought the demons change its swirling direction and started to suck the lesser devils back to the abbys. In a few seconds of madness the room was completely empty except for the roomies and the Mablothrax. The room itself was back to normal as the daemon´s illusion dispelled and someone could have sworn seeing a tear in his deformed cheek. The demon tuned to face the roomies with eyes burning in hellfire and flames sprouting through his nostrils. His voice sounded like thunder and blind rage flooded his mind. Mablothrax: "DAMN YOU MORTALS!! YOU HAVE RUINED EVERYTHING! I MAY NOT HAVE YOUR SOULS BUT I WILL TAKE YOUR LIVES!!!" With a movement too qick for the eye to catch the beast jumped, pushed aside Dave and Mike and charged towards april. The girl desperatly cockered the shotgun and aim at the monster but it was too close. With one of its massive claws he put aside the weapon, that fired harmlessly and with the other he punched her in the stomach and propelled her backwards slamming her against the wall. April´s body slided to the floor ad stood immobile. She didn´t breathe. Dave+Mike: "APRIIIL!!NOOOO!" Mablothrax: "You fools. You shall join her soon enough!" Mike: "I don´t think so you cow! Let´s cool you down a bit." Mike then aimed the spout at the demon and pulled the trigger. *click* Mike: "Uh oh" *click* Apart from cold carbonic gas nothing came out of the spout. The demon took a moment to give an evil smile and suddenly he was grabbing the roomies by their necks and lifting them high in the air. Mablothrax: "It´s time to die kids. Now you shall pay for everything you have done to me..." The demon started to squeeze their necks and they started to feel how their lives faded away. Mablothrax: "I just want it to be your last thought that you weren´t able to save your friends and even though I can´t take them to hell I´ll make sure they suffer for as long they stay with me." The air in their lungs was running out. Neither of them had the strength to fight the demon´s grip and Dave was to tired to zap his arm. They started to lose peripherial vision as the demon spoke his last words: Mablothrax: "Good night children, everything ends here" *kra* *chack* A loud detonation was heard and suddenly the demon losened his grip letting the roomies breathe again. At that moment they thought they had never tastened something so sweet as fresh air, even though it was loaded with a smell of death and corruption. They look down at the demon and realized in horror that his head had been blown off. Behind it was April, grabbing her chest with a small stream of blood falling from her lips and holding the smoking shotgun in one hand. April: "You...were..right *cough* Everything ...ends..here." Dave+Mike: "APRIL!" The two roomies standing finally got rid of the demon´s corpe grip and rushed off to her friend. Her pulse was weak but she was fairly okay for the punishment her body had sustained. Mike: "You´re alive! But how could you..." April: "Marsha´s cooking *cough* Armored stomach..." Dave: "Good point" Suddenly a glimmer came from where the demon´s corpse was. The roomies looked beind and saw five balls of orange fire floating above the body. As suddenly they had appeared the balls raced out of the room, two through the window and three through the door. The roomies watched them pass and little moment later they saw in horror as a dark shadow came out of the corpse´s severed neck. It vaguely resembled the Mablothrax but it´s eyes didn´t burn with the same fire. With a howl the shadow charged but before it could reach them it dissolved in the air with a scream of agony. The body dissapeared short afterwards. The roomies stood for more than 10 minutes just staring at the place the dead body had been. When they came out of the catathonic trance they decided to return home, Dave and Mike helping April walk. Epilogue Marsha: "You made it!" As Marsha saw them go in through the door she sprinted towards Mike and jumped on top of him. Roguer was looking idly at his eyed hand with his clothes still torn and Margaret approached to check April. Roguer: "Man, I fel as If my soul had been stolen by a huge bull-demon!" Margaret: "Roguer, your soul was stolen by a huge bull-demon. Is she all right?" Rogue: "Wow, that explains a lot!" Dave: "Yeah, she recieved a pretty ugly hit in the stomach but she seems to be holding up pretty well." Margaret: "I see...Roguer, please take her to her bed, I´ll check her in a minute to see if something´s broken." Roguer: "Aye captn´" Roguer came to them and helped April walk to their apartament. Mike and Marsha were kissing passionately and Dave and Margaret just stood one in front of the other hesitating to speak. Finally Margaret broke the silence. Margaret: "I...I guess I now owe you one." Dave: "Nah, you did the same for me, remember? We´re even now." Margaret: "Well, anyway, thank you." They stood there for another moment staring at each other, Mike and Marsha were still kissing as if they hadn´t seen each other in years. Margaret: "I.." Dave: "Yes?" Margaret: "I...will go check how April´s doing." Margaret rushed past Dave towards the girl´s aprtament leaving him alone with the lovers and his thoughts. They had won, yeah, but for how long? The number of demons destroyed had raised exponentially, Roguer still was responsable for severing one of Satan´s hands, and now perhaps he might even have something personal with April. And above all, he had all eternity to take revenge. At least there wasn´t any permanent damage except for a few windows broken and a little, big mess at Waldo and Steve´s. It could have been worse. ***** Meanwhile at the city hospital... Waldo: "W..where am I?" Nurse: "Doctor, doctor! This one also came out of the coma." Doctor: "How peculiar. Both come out from an espontaneous coma at the exact same time." Doctor: "Well, Steve, welcome back to the land of the living." Waldo: "S..Steve? But I´m Waldo." Nurse: "Oh my, he suffers deliria." Doctor: "An unfortunate drawback but please follow me, we better let them rest. I´ll check their case more throughly." The two voices went out of the room and Waldo checked his surroundings: He was in a large white room, to his right was an asleep middle aged man and to his left was himself staring at him with eyes wide as plates. Waldo+Steve: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" ----------------- End

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