Falling Back #wattys2017

Chapter Twenty Eight

Steve went into his Mercedes Benz and took out three swords from his backseat

"I thought you only had two swords" I said

"Eh, I just had the feeling" said Steve

We all confidently took our swords and Steve closed the car door. Behind us was Olga who looked very intimidating. I had no idea how we were going to defeat her but we did know that we had to hold onto our swords. If we lose our swords, there would be no way to defeat Olga because those swords are the only things that could make a devil unconscious. We gave assuring looks to each other and then looked back at Olga. We were ready

Then, Olga put her hands together as if she was making something. She was distracted. And that's when I tried to stab her in the leg. I quickly ran up to Olga with my sword and just when I tried to do that, Olga tried to shoot some kind of red electricity at me to make me dead but instead, it reached my sword and that's when I backed away, keeping Olga's power on my thick gold sword like a force field

As Olga would try to shoot her power up or down, I would keep my sword with the electricity instead of letting it hit me. Eventually, she stopped trying to move her force and just make it stronger. At first, it wasn't that hard to hold back but then the force was getting stronger and stronger and I was getting weaker and weaker

"Guys!" I cried "I can't hold back the force much longer!"

Holding back Olga's power took the same amount of strength as trying to push a car. At first, pushing a car doesn't seem that bad. Until more and more luggage and people crowd into the car, making it heavier. My muscles were hurting and my legs felt like they couldn't hold me. I wanted to just collapse but knowing that Mike and I could live a happy life together when this is over made me stronger

Then, Steve snuck up behind Olga and tried to stab her with the sword in the back. But the sword never touched Olga. Instead, a missile came out of Olga's back and the force of it hurting at Steve threw him backwards about 50 feet and the force made him unconscious

Just when Steve's lifeless body was laying on the ground, the missile exploded and there was a huge explosion of fire that looked like a bomb. The sound of the explosion was so loud that it shook up the bridge and it probably shook up Manhattan. My ear drums literally exploded from the loud sound. The explosion itself seemed to never end. It was as if thousands and thousands of exploding capsules were stored in that missile

I saw parts of the Brooklyn Bridge blow into smithereens and the debris fell into the East River. When the explosion was over, I saw that about 100 yards of the Brooklyn Bridge were gone. It literally ended as if the bridge was cut in half. I looked over at Mike who was behind me and he looked shocked that all this happened but he was okay. I was okay, and unfortunately, Olga was okay. The whole time the explosion was happening, I was still holding back the force of Olga and I was feeling weak

Although that wasn't the biggest problem. The biggest problem was that Steve was inside of that explosion. He told me that if he dies, he would still be in heaven controlling time and technically, Steve is a spirit so he was dead the whole time I knew him. I guess God just gave him another human body so he could visit me. But his only real life was before the great depression and if he ever was alive when he visited me, that human body he was given was only ashes floating in the East River. I guess it's good he's still father time but I hope I could see him again, which I probably will. Although, now that Steve was gone, it was just Mike and I fighting the battle

Mike tried to stab Olga with the sword a few times but Olga would always move away. No matter how hard Mike tried, she was still able to hold onto her force and make her force field stronger. It was a few minutes of Mike trying to defeat Olga when all of a sudden, I felt the Brooklyn Bridge rumble. Mike and I exchanged scared glances as the bridge continued to shake greater and greater