Deathslayer: A Return to Damnation

Chapter Thirteen - Love her again.

Before reading this chapter I want you to do a favor for me. Find your nearest mirror and look into it. Examine every line, every detail of your face. Are you satisfied with your life? Have you made it where you want to be in life? Is where you are where you want to be, or is it on the road to where you want to be? Does that road have a finish line? If the answer is no, you are not where you want to be and no, your road does not have a finish line then you need to make a finish line. Take some white paint and draw a line at the end of the road, before someone draws a line for you. 

Belfrick had been working with the Poverty King for some time. He wanted to buy Celia a ring, a diamond one. In order to do that he needed money, and to get money he had to make deals and do deliveries for the poverty king. It wasn't exactly the most ethical job and was very dangerous but the minute he bought the ring he had sworn he would stop, and the last delivery of the night was just made. He hadn't heard from Celia despite going to her place but he just had to assume that she was alright. Maybe she was just having another one of her little breakdowns and needed some space, that was alright with him. She could have all the time she needed but when she and him met again he hoped she would make him the happiest man in the world.

He entered the jewelry store on the upper end of town and saw a pale skinned tall elf standing behind the counter with his hands spread out. He was wearing long white robes with green designs and stars on them. His head was covered with long blonde hair and he spoke in a french-like accent. "Bonjour sir, I will be your jeweler this evening," the elf said, motioning to the assortment of jewelry in front of him. "I'm uh not sophisticated like most your pals probably are-" Belfrick chuckled awkwardly. "No need sir, as long as you have the coin we have the ring for you, so what are you looking for? Is there a lucky lady in your life?" the jeweler asked.

"Yes actually, her name is Celia, we're both from the lower class side of town," Belfrick explained. "Ah I see, then perhaps you would like something from our cheaper section, no?" the jeweler asked, motioning to a section separated off to the side. Belfrick shook his head, "No sir, I'm here for the good stuff, only the best for her." The Jeweler's eyes lit up as he quickly ran to the back and brought out a small black case. "We just got a new shipment today, based on your story I think one of these would be perfect," he opened them and that's when Belfrick knew immediately which one Celia would be receiving next time he saw her.

Belfrick left the jeweler's shop happy and satisfied. He waved back at the Jeweler as he left and began to walk back to the poorer side of town. Eventually by the time he had reached there it was getting dark, and he started seeing the figures of Nitepriests in the distance. He quickly ducked into an alley before realizing where he was. "This leads straight to the Poverty Headquarters," he told himself out loud. He began thinking maybe it'd be better if he spent the night there alongside the other homeless. Jormungandr scared all the Nitepriests away from going there so it was probably the safest place in town. He shrugged and decided that maybe it wasn't too bad of an option.

Back at the base, Celia quickly latched her device onto the fleshy creature's neck, it swung its head upwards in pain which sent her flying off the floor but she managed to land on one of the creature's legs. She was unsteady for a few moments and the spider legs that were coming out of the creature's larger spider legs started to swipe at her feet. One of them cut her ankle leaving it bleeding but she managed to get onto the creature's back. Before the creature could do anything, however, Vladmyr launched a sickle into its back. The creature extended one large fleshy tendril from its back and began swiping at Celia. She jumped up and dodged it for a few seconds but then a second tendril shot out and she was smacked off. She landed directly on the rocks below, causing an audible crack in her arm. Pain shot through her body. She slowly pulled herself up and launched the grapple device back upwards, hooking it around the creature's back. It stuck in and stayed put this time, she used it to pull herself up. Eventually she managed to get back on the creature's back.