Before The Fall (origins)

Demonic

"Asura?"

"What? I'm busy staring him down. I think I'm winning."

"Do you have a plan?"

"Plan? What's that?"

"How do we beat him?"

"Oh. I take on the retards. You shoot at them. Is your mom okay with this?"

"She's in Uncle John's house. Dad's with her."

"Good. She'll never know a thing."

"Are you two done babbling so I can crush you."

"Just a second! Listen, you don't need to shoot. Do what you think is best. Just don't get impaled. Ok, we're ready."

"Wait! I..."

"Then burn!"

Twin jets if blue flame burst from Thomas' hands, incinerating the spot where I was just standing at. The image of a bemused Thomas Kane greeted me when I reappeared in front him, foot to his chin. With that, the retard was sent flying into a trio of barrels.

Minion one and minion two were trying their very best to catch me with they're oversized vegetable knives, but every time they swung, I was out of the way.

Two bolts of blue smacked the minions on their noses, putting them down, and revealing Thomas' jet of flame coming for my face.

Swerve right. Duck. Kick his legs out from under him. Watch him dodge an array if blue light. And then my vision just went black when I reached him.

And I heard a laugh. From inside me. And that when shit got real.

I remember it like I was dreaming. My vision was tinted red, and I couldn't feel my body. But I was moving. I saw everything I was doing. Grabbing his legs, swinging them and Thomas into a house. The house collapsing on Thomas. Minion one was looming in.

So I punched straight through his hairy chest. My hand was steaming when it came out. Too much acceleration. And all I could think while doing this was it was like watching a movie starring me.

Minion two lumbered towards me, hand wrapped in blue flame. I turned to face him, but my red-tinted vision registered a body lying behind minion two.

Magrathea.

Something hit my chest, a child had thrown a fruit at me. I looked down to see a fist, wrapped in flame, purple from the red tint. The look of shock and fear on minion two's face was priceless. My hand rose to meet his neck and felt his face go rigid.

I was going to squeeze when my body felt warm. Thinking I had pissed my pants again, I looked down to see a steady stream of flame caressing my lower body.

Thomas' face was also locked In a rigid state of horror as I dropped minion two, who was frothing at the mouth, and stalked towards Thomas. All the while hearing something inside of me purr. Something that had taken over me.

That last thought was what jolted me back in control as my vision cleared and Thomas Kane was released from the spell and stumbled off into the forest that ringed the village. The smell of burning reminded me of Magrathea, injured in the struggle against minion two. So I turned back to fetch him. And maybe pummel minion two.

Without realizing the blood on my left hand.