Anubis fell to the ground and coughed. He looked at his hand, it was covered in blood. He knew it farewell. He was not a magic user and all power comes with a cost, and he was paying it. Habibti, help him get up.
"Let me heal you," She said.
"You are too weak and I'm too hurt," He said.
"Just a little bit you won't make it otherwise," She said as she healed him with her magic.
"No," He said pushing her hands away. Now she was the one having trouble staying still. He was still wounded, but he will hold himself for a while.
They stormed the gates of the league of assassins. Lucky or Unlucky for him all the assassins were on formation on the main yard. Soon he was surrounded by an entire army of assassins. He took off his masked and said.
"My name is Damian Wayne Al Ghul, the head of the demon, Grandson of Ras Al Ghul, Prince of Nanda Parbat. You have sworn a vote of loyalty to my grandfather and my family. Now bow before me."
The newest members didn't remember him, and the older ones weren't sure the boy they had met was the same man that was in front of them.
"You are not Damian, impostor," Lady Shiva said. The crowd opened up as she walked in. She had trained the young boy in all the martial arts. There was no way this old man was her Damian.
"It's me, miss Wu-san. I'm back home," He said. Lady Shiva was shocked that the stranger with the green eyes knew her name. Those were the eyes of an Al Ghul.
"You are not the grandson of the demon. Proof you are even a member of the league," She said. Rising her sword.
"The undefeated LadyShiva have decided to taste my blade. Then be it," He said.
Ladyshiva threw fast blows with her scimitar, and Anubis blocked them the best he could, but he was slow his wounds reopened and there was no way he could endure a long fight. He kicked her and pushed her away but, Shiva covered herself so she wouldn't get hurt. She furiously attacked him, managing to give him a few cuts he couldn't block. The fight had a clear winner, but he was not done yet. She threw herself in a relentless attack and instead of dodging her he opened himself up. She managed to pierce through some of the kevlar layers and wound him, but now she was exposed. A precise strike from Anubi's spear on her heart was the end of her life. No one could deny he was the son of the demon.
The entire league kneeled before their master. Habibti smiled pleased. The requirements for a soul to be eaten are that the stronger the been is the harder a soul it is to collect. She could never take superman's soul, and neither can she take batman's for his mental strength plays a strong factor in the recollection. In her weakened state, she couldn't collect a soul from an average person, but fear and submission played an important role too. And what feast a hundred plus souls kneeling in reverence before her. All and every soul was devoured.
Their joy was suddenly interrupted by a bullet that whistled on Anubi's hear. Thalia was too late but she saw the grotesque spectacle of their men losing their lives. She was furious emptying her 9mm gun at them, But Habibti's power was restored, and could block the bullets with her magic.
Her gun was empty, and Habibti was pissed. She will devour her right there, right now. The only thing Thalia could do was run. Habibti was already tasting her, but before she could dash into and kill her. She heard the cough of Anubis he was laying on the floor, blood dripping from his mouth, he was agonizing. She let Thalia escape to heal him, but his wounds were not the type that could be easily healed. The only thing she could do is buy him more time.
There was an important reason why they were on Nanda Parbat other than sentimentalism. Lazarus pits, ancient magic capable of healing and even resurrecting people. Anubis had trouble breathing.
"We are the last ones, no one to receive a prince as he deserves," Habibti said kneeling in front of him.
"Don't do these Raven, you are my queen," Anubis said.
"You are my prince and I'll treat you as you deserve Damian. Let me be your humble servant for the prince of Nanda Parbat is finally home," She said.
He did not argue. Even if he would want to, he couldn't take his own armor by himself. She did it for him, taking also the green silk leaving him naked.
His body was destroyed. It didn't matter how many times she had seen him like that it still made her cry a little. She closed her eyes not to look. His muscles were turned into ash, the ribs were exposed and through them, you could see his lungs and heart beating and to add up a pierce liver by shiva.
He walked into the emerald water immersing himself in it. When he came up his body was full of life, his wounds were healed, and his empty ribs were now cover in his very defined pectorals.
Habibti used her magic to disappeared her clothes away and entered the pit's water. "Would you let your humble servant to bath you, my lord?" She said.
They were pleased. The unholy prince had his palace, the demoness had her power back and the bloody queen was on the run, turned into a messenger for a boy on the other side of the world and the message was.
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DamiRae: Bad Omens
FanfictionMy First Fanfic: Raven's nightmare became more frequent and more clear. these were not Trigon's inspired but, something else a clear vision of a future not yet to come.
