"There's small amounts of Osedian." Says Nyx, surprised.
"What?" I answer back with more surprised. "Impossible. They were all taken."
"Hence, why Zain and Erebus went back to our universe to get it."
Me and Nyx gave each other the look of, "We need to find it ASAP!" I stand up and begin to walk to the door. Nyx grabs my wrist and shakes her head.
"What?" I asked, tilting my head.
"There's someone outside the door."
Which is impossible. The hellfire compound is consumed by trees, and the shadows are the stomach lining and mud is the stomach acid. I still went and opened the door. There was stood a 7 foot man. Pointy chin. His eyes are slit like. The slits are pure black. Like you can see complete death in them. He was quite muscular, and if he ever tensed, he may rip his shirt. His legs were like his arms. Big. No huge. However, this aura doesn't match his clothing. His aura is white. His clothing is like a tracksuit. Well, a Nike tracksuit. There were a few times I saw him breathe and could see and hear the clothing rip a little bit.
"Where's Zain?" He asked. His voice deep, and gruffly.
"Got the wrong address." I tell him while giving him their dead eyes.
"Oh, missy. I don't think I am." He leans in inches from my lips.
"I'm telling you once, and once only." I tell him. My gaze sharpened more deadly. "Back away!"
"My type of girl." He leans in to kiss me.
"I warned you." I grab his throat and kept squeezing. He was going purple. I squoze harder, and his eyes widen, almost popping out. I squoze harder again, and his head came popping off.
"Ohhhh, what's the fun in that?" I asked sadly.
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Curse of the Black Dahlia: PT2
FantasyAfter Zain comes back, Erebus and Zain had a little tiff before. Now, we are now going to get Osedian blades, swords, and bullets. We will be ready to kill him.