Demons from the attic

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Dante took a deep breath in, the trees rustled as the wind blew past. Jack jolted forward but did not proceed to attack him, Dante swung back, he had been completely thrown off guard by what Jack had said before, Dante closed his eyes and let the wind blow through his hair, he could feel the ground silently shaking as Jack ran towards him, Dante's hand swung up and grabbed his hand before he could lay a blow onto his face, he opened his eyes to see Jack staring directly at him, Dante swung his leg under him leaving Jack on the floor, he raised his foot attempting to smash it into Jack but he rolled away far too quickly leaving and heavy crack in the ground. Their fists continued to swing consecutively at each other, Dante swung back to catch his breath, he was soaking in his own sweat, Jack smiled and rubbed the blood away from his nose, "you know, you're a lot stronger then 2 years ago, but as much fun as I am having it's time to close the curtain on our little show." he dug into the back of his pocket and pulled out a neatly cleaned revolver that had inscriptions scribed into the side of the side of the barrel. Dante's breath shortened, if he died in hell it would mean he would forget everything, he began running towards him, everything slowed Down as he rushed on hand to grip the barrel of the gun and slammed his fist into the lower section of his ribs, the sound of the barrel firing made Dante's ears ring. He took a minute to take in the situation, he swung his head back to see the bullet sitting deep inside of Ryan's chest, Dante's stomach sank and panic that danced around in his head broke out and rushed out of his mouth and eyes as tears rushed down his eyes and hoarse screaming burst through his throat, he ran towards Jack, gripped his face and slammed him into the ground, the force left the ground imprinted in jacks outline, Dante had lost any control he had left over himself he could feel his skin slowly burning away, He gripped jacks throat and throttled him aggressively until Jack put the gun against his chin, Dante stopped screaming and spoke in an aggressive husky voice from all the screaming, "do it I dare y.." Jack shoved the barrel into his mouth but Dante went into a hysteria and bit down on the gun biting the end off and spitting it at his face, Jack face dropped into fear and he dropped the gun. Dante stood up and raised his foot slamming into his head, he felt the crack under his foot and Jack was no longer fighting back, he didn't look at him but instead rushed over to Ryan who's lifeless body sat in the chair, there was no more panic or pain in him, Dante tried to fix his mind by telling himself it was okay, he was happy now, He can be with his family now.