Episode 30: Fortress of Sin
“Move!” Travis ordered. Jenna placed her hands on the wall as Zac unleashed smoke bomb into the room. The Shadow Priests began coughing controlably in which, Angela stretched her hand through the wall and using her craft or witching ability as the chalice flew straight into her hand.
“RUN!” shouted Travis. They dash back out through a hallway, only to be cut off by knights. Travis extended his hands as fireworks beamed out of them, blasting straight into the knights.
“Sorry boys, but I gotta jet…Adgredere invicem!” said Trista with a charm. This unleashed a gust of wind, turning everyone Trista made contact with’s passion into rath. This specific charm sent them to attack each other. Zac, Angela, Jenna, and Travis made a wrong turn, and ended up into the main chamber.
“Shiz-nit,” panicked Angela.
“New Plannnn!” stressed Zac.
“Have no idea,” answered Travis.
“Okay who the hell made you leader? I’m just sayin’,” said Jenna.
“I tried saying the magic word, but the chalice won’t open…Na’ash must have a counter spell around it or something,” explained Angela.
“That’s not good,” said Travis, now beginning to panic.
“Hey—isn’t that Ezekiel 69’s sword?” asked Jenna when all of a sudden they were blasted by a laser beam. “AHHHH!”
“Clever little witches…aren’t we,” smiled Ezekiel 69.
“How you doin’,” Trista flirtatiously. “Obedite meum!” she charmed, forcing a Chaos Knight to obey her will. The knight kicked Ezekiel 69 in the back. He stumbled forward; quickly he caught his balance and turned around just as the knight took out his sword. He swung the blade, but to their surprise he caught it. All of a sudden, fuzzy red energy started to over throw the blades, realizing he’s charging them up. He threw them back as Trista did a duck and roll move. The knight hit a wall and exploded.
Mesmerized by Trista’s beauty, Ezekiel 69 approached her.
“Don’t you dare!” yelled Zac.
“And just how will you stop me…” Zac looked around, lunged forward and grabbed the grip of Ezekiel 69’s sword.
“HmmHAHAHAAH! You fool, do you really think you can pick up my sword…yet alone use it,” laughed Ezekiel 69. He wasn’t kidding either; Zac had to place both hands on the grip and still the sword would not lift up off the ground.
“Only I can handle the sword’s demonic powers…very good entertainment though.” Zac didn’t care, he just wanted to save his friends and just leave this place. He forced more on his power as a red aura appeared around him.
“HmmAAAHHHH!” he screamed, but suddenly his body pulsated. His breathing started to deepen as his red aura began to fade and a black one emerge to take its place. The dark aura engulfed him, darkening his heart as he transformed into something of inexistence to exist. He now had long back hair, dark eyes, black top, pants, and combat boots. He then easily lifted up the heavy blade and looked into Angela’s blue eyes as she gasped, “Hellfire!”
“IMPOSSIBLE! No one can lift my sword,” shouted Ezekiel 69.
“Hmm…nice blade,” said Hellfire, walking away from them.
“Look fire witch, give me my sword …NOW!”
“If you want it then come and take it!” grinned Hellfire. The blade suddenly turned black as night as Hellfire was soon surround by demonic energy. With one slash he unleashed a darkness flame wave so powerful that all of them fell out the blasted wall from the previous explosion.
Luckily, Jenna had strength left to use her element to soften the ground as Ezekiel 69 hit the ground.
“We have to save Zac,” said Angela.
“We have to go for now,” said Travis.
“NO! I’m not leaving him,” she said sternly.
“Ye-ah, you are,” said Jenna, agreeing with Travis. Hellfire flamed out of the building just as Ezekiel 69 stood up and said, “…a minor setback…”
Jenna, Travis, Trista, and Angela made it back to the castle to inform Princess Aureka as she asked what happened.
“Zac picked up Ezekiel 69’s sword and transformed back into Hellfire,” explained Angela, while handing her the chalice. “We have to go back!”
“And we will gurl chill…lets just rest up a bit and come up with a plan and a real backup plan too,” she said, glaring at Travis.
“Oh whatever,” he said while folding his arms. Trista moved over to the side and stepped out in the hallway. Trista snapped her fingers back into some normal clothes. She kept the haircut, but had on a white sleeveless button down shirt, with a white short skirt and some knee high heeled white boots.
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