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Inside the castle’s main door, several small children mulled around, some hidden
by furniture, others in plain site. Occasionally a giggle escaped their tiny mouths though
for the most part they were silent. Remaining as silent as possible D entered the doorway
and darted into the shadows as he heard another cry. Thankfully the cry kept the children
from paying too much attention to him and allowed him to remain their as he pondered
what to do next. His options were limited to either going over them or through them and
as he mentally thought about what was the smartest plan he looked to the ceiling for
something to help avoid combat.
“Hmm,”he murmured quietly as he spotted an old ornate wooden and metal
chandelier hanging above him.
He paused for a moment then drew his sword as the children giggled and hugged
each other with overly exaggerated movements. In that moment he heard another pained
cry from upstairs, followed by more of the maniacal laughter. D prepared to run through
the giggling chldren as he pulled a large knife from his belt. He easilly flipped a chair to
distract the children and began his run to the stairs. He slashed down any of the children
who got too close and they fell fizzing and crying to the ground. The other children
reacted with mixed thoughts, some went to help their fallen friends pulling back at the
same time while others moved toward D as if to avenge their friends.
As D reached the stairs he saw the children begin to fall back en masse to mourn
their lost companions, as they abandoned the thought of going after him. He ascended the
stairs while keeping a watch on them, noting their strange behavior as another cry came
from above. This time though the cry was weaker and far more desperate. D responded
by moving faster, trying to follow the sound and as he burst to the top of the stairs he saw
a hall full of several doors extending far to the left and far to the right. Most of the doors
though were locked and D stood still for a moment, trying to discern where she was at.
Another cry gave away that she was to his right and as he looked down that way he saw
several children blocking that hall and not the left one.
Again laughter echoed down the hall and the thump of something hitting a wall
reached D’s ears, followed by an even weaker cry. He paused, and watched the children
guarding the door at the end of the hall for a second, then began his advance on them.
With the knife from earlier hidden within his belt, safely in it’s sheath again he kept his
sword out infront of him. It was then he noticed a difference between the other children
and these ones. These children seemed to have a dangerous ferocity in their eyes as if
daring him to think them as weak as the others. As he advanced a few paces furthur one
of the children suddenly lunged at D, to draw his attention from the others. D though
lashed out with his left hand, allowing the symbiote to blast the child far down the hall
with a gust of air. It hit the wall with a sickening thud, giggled albeit evilly and then got
up, coming for him again as the whole troupe of children moved towards D. With a quick
flick of his wrist D threw a pair of smoke bombs a tthe children and ran through the door
they guarded, slamming it behind himself.
Inside this new room is another door, locked though and from inside the locked
room he heard Lucien’s maniacal laughter. With a powerful kick D kicked through the
door and entered the room to find Lucien standing facing Katrina who hung limply on the
wall. Several knives stuck out of her body and she was covered in blood, the floor coated
with her blood as well. As D looked on her for a moment longer he saw her splint was
gone and she appeared either unconscious or dead.
“Well, well...”Lucien said as he turned, his eyes shining dangerously,”I just finished
with your little freakish friend. Eager for your turn to die?”
“It ends, here,”D growled at him.
With a smug smirk Lucien crossed his arms as he replied,”Now now.. Such anger..
Don’t worry, it does end here. You’ll be joining the smart mouthed bitch soon enough.”
As he finished saying this he walked to the table and pulled a large jagged sword
from it with an evil laugh. D looked on cautiously, never letting Lucien from his sight as
he readied two needle thin darts in his other hand. With lightning speed a second later the
darts flew towards Lucien’s face and with ease he dodged them, jumping back to land by
Katrina’s still form. With a sadistic grin he pulled her blood caked face up to look on the
sight of D with her closed eyes.
“Hero boy thinks he can stop me,”he said with an almost amused tone.
With a laugh he let her head drop again causing D to growl as he watched Lucien
silently. Lucien took a few steps toward D and with a laugh continued,”It’s a worthless
attempt to try and stop me. Just let me put you out of your freakish misery. Then you two
freaks can be together again.”
As Lucien’s lips turned up into a sadistic smile D walked to within a few steps,
sword ready at his side.
“Let us end this.”
“Very well then. Say goodbye to your life,”Lucien growled as he lunged at D,
quickling slicing at his arm.
D parried and leapt back, a shower of sparks erupted as the blades collided. Again
Lucien moved with a speed almost matching D’s own, his strength almost the same as D’s
as well as he pulled a dagger from his belt and thrust it at D’s chest, his other hand going
to slice across D’s arm. D parried the dagger but he couldn’t block the slice to his arm
and received a not too serious wound there. With a laugh Lucien continued his assault,
taking another slice for D, this time he went after D’s throat. He leaned back out of reach
just in time and returned with a quick cut to Lucien’s face then a low stab to the gut.
Lucien stumbled back a pace but with maniacal laughter quickly lunged at D again
and again, slashing like crazy. D managed to leap back and dodged and blocked blows,
eventually he even returned some of his own as he circled around with his back to Katrina.
Lucien fizzed and bled from the wounds and the jade but with a maddening frenzy
continued to go after D, and as he saw Katrina behind D he got a renewed determination
to kill this other freak who interrupted his plans. As they moved D heard their steps
begin to make a n odd sort of wet noise as they fought in the area covered by Katrina’s
blood and he slashed a low blow to D’s legs and then another quick one towards his chest.
D flipped back, landing atop the table of torture implements, throwing and kicking them at
Lucien who merely knocked them away or avoided them as he walked tow the table, his
eyes glowing with an insane light.
As he neared the table, D leapt down at Lucien, dodged past his sword to knock
him to the ground and wrestled with him. D rolled in the blood with Lucien, and as they
did, Lucien grabbed a dagger in an attempt to drive it into D’s face or throat. D grabbed
Lucien’s wrist and blocked the stab and as they wrestled blood smeared all over their
clothes and flesh. After the stabbing attempt failed Lucien threw the dagger away, and
frantically tried to bite D with a growl. The action surprised D and he kicked Lucien off
of himself and flipped a step away.
“What... are you?”
When Lucien got up, D saw his face was contorted with rage and something else,
his voice was also more ragged, with a hint of a growl to each word he spoke.
“I am all that is evil. The unwanted half breed spawn of a vampire and a human....
taken in and cared for by the dark god of the underworld. He has promised that if I do his
bidding I will be rewarded.”
The ravings seemed insane but in some small way D managed to interpret them for
the real meanings as Lucien continued,”So I got him children. Those who could be raised
like I was. Human, maybe.. But still..... they could have been family. Heh. But you had
to come and ruin his plans... and mine.”
“You’re insane,”D remarked simply.
“How dare you judge me like my parents did. They didn’t want me and so they
had to die,”he shouted as he flew at D,”JUST LIKE YOU!”
Lucien threw the sword away, and as he landed on D struggled to choke him or rip
his throat out as he spoke again.
“I’ll show you the cold lonliness first hand.. Once you’re dead and alone...”
D grabbed his wrists and wrestled with him again as mad laughter bubbled up from
inside Lucien. As he laughed and struggled to kill D, D found that Lucien was weaker
from the madness and pushed him back for a moment. In that moment D pulled two
finger length pieces of jade out and smashed them into Lucien’s crazed eyes. Lucien fell
back, and in a fit of fizzing, wailing, and screaming, clutched his eyes, burning his fingers
as well. Even through all the blood loss though he still lived and writhed on the floor as D
calmly walked over and retrieved his sword. Lucien began to try and crawl away, his eye
sockets still fizzing and in his blindness crawled into the table.
D raised his sword high and brought it down, through the table, the remaining
torture implements and through Lucien’s neck. The head rolled away, blood leaving a
little trail behind it as the panic and pain was frozen forever on the face. Ironically though
the head’s ‘eyes’ with the jade in them stared onto the limp hanging form of Katrina as the
head rolled to a stop.
D dropped his sword and held his cut arm loosely as he walked to Katrina to check
for signs of life. Her body hung completely still, not even her chest rose or fell from
breathing and her once warm body now grew cold. A few small trickles of blood still
seeped from the wounds where the knives still remained in her as D felt for her pulse.
Finding nothing he gave her a single glance with a tender touch on her face as the hint of a
tear came to the corner of his eye. In his hand D could feel the symbiote have a similar
reaction leaving a small wet spot on his glove.