It was around midnight when the mission fully began. After watching and learning the hideout's every corner, I waited at the top of one of the four towers, where I was supposed to meet 1. For the strongest of the five flames, and supposedly good at his job, he sure seems to take his time on getting here.
A noise is what snapped me out of my train of thought. Was that an explotion? I scanned the area trying to find where it came from, that's when all the people gathering in the courtyard caught my attention... They should not all be there, not this many.
1 is taking too long to get here, I don't know how much longer I can stay up here before they start flooding up to the towers. Every second I wait, lights turned on in the courtyard and towers, all the men are armed with metal bats, knifes, brass knuckles, and a few tire irons. I jumped down wasting no more time waiting for a person who's not even showing up.
I landed in the middle of the crowd, dust and dirt flying upwards from my impact with the ground. None of the gang members hesitated to attack me, it was a blur. The sound of metal hitting the ground, and the crunch of metal hitting bone filled the courtyard.
I lost myself in the rush of battle for a long time, but was soon snapped back to reality from a gun shot hitting my shoulder... I did not see anyone with guns, so where did it come from? My apparent weakness from the shot was clear that the gang members now had the upper hand, if this was a normal fight that is.
The look on their faces as a grabbed one of them by the face, that one soon engulfed in bright blue flames... It was a look of pure horror. The looks they had made it better as my flames burned them to ash. It was starting to get fun.
Then I heard the voice that sounded so familiar.
"Now now, that's enough don't you think? Good job on taking care of most of them, but I think your fun is over" The voice said.And almost instantly after I feel a sharp pain entering my back and exiting my stomach. I look down to find the blade of a sword stabbed through my body, the blade covered in my blood.
As the sword gets pulled out I turn to look at who the person was who stabbed me. And to my surprise, it was someone I knew, the same person who was supposed to help me on this mission!
"Why!?" It hurt to breath, much less shout. But it angered me that the strongest of the five flames betrayed me on a mission he was supposed to be there to help with.
"Why? Thats what you want to know as you die? Fine. I'll humor you for a bit more. Because I wanted to. And why would I let you destroy a gang I worked so hard to create, I even got a friend to act as my decoy so the order would not think me of all people to have betrayed them. But it seems that there was just too many of them for you to handle, and I was just barely able to escape"
As each word he said entered my ears, I knew that he was planning on having me die here. As he walked away with the rest of the gang members I tried my best to get back to base, but the blood loss was just too much for me and a leaned back on a tree, my vision starting to blur. And before I knew it I blacked out.
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Flames of Destruction
FantasyThe story follows two different people. Jira, a demon with the ability to control fire. And Trisha, a human knowing nothing of the supernatural world.