Logan Esmer, and the Temple's Truth | Book One [Being Revamped]

Chapter 5- A Living Hell

The clapping sound echoed throughout the temple. As the class turned, everyone stood still, silent. Their shock was something that couldn't be explained. Everyone had wide eyes, especially Ace. There clapping, was a man in a tuxedo. His left eye had an eyepatch on it.

The silence lasted 4 seconds, before a voice finally broke it. The voice was angry. It was furious, but fearful at the same time. There was absolutely no question where it came from. Only one voice could say it.

"Father..." Ace growled, with a lit flame inside his pupils. Before him stood his father, Dante Krait, ruler of the artifact known as the Ring of Lucifer. The smirk on Dante's face turned into a full smile.

"Good job, my boy! You remember me!" He said, cracking his neck, a large sound resonating throughout the space they were in. Ace held his hand out, as his weapon had appeared. His eye was once again moving, seeing and concentrating. Dante looked at him and sighed, shaking his head.

"Still the same..." He readied up, his hand with the ring pointed out. He closed his eyes, as a red pentagram appeared in front of him. Ace's finger clicked down multiple times, bullets flying towards him. There were at least nine bullets, just a few inches away from him. It would've hit him, had it not been for the flames that came out of the pentagram, swallowing the bullets. Something was forming out of his back. It was hard to tell, until the black feathers fell down.

The black wings came out of Dante's back, seemingly giving him no pain. He flapped his wings, lifting him up as he raised his hand in front of him, a Vantablack aura surrounding him. His weapon quickly formed, a dual bladed naginata.

"Now, let's end this quickly." He said, as multiple pentagrams appeared near him, the same number of students in the class. Demons began to rise out of them, all different shapes and looks. All different weapons.

Everyone's weapons were now formed, as the battle began. Logan's blue scythe was slicing through their bodies with ease, Ace blasting and stabbing the demons. Dante stood over them, watching and smiling. He didn't even notice the forest green .50 caliber bullets approaching him.

"Nio..." He said with an evil grin. His hellflame had come up and swallowed the multiple bullets. Nio had his assault rifle pointed at Dante. "Dante..." He said, with a dark tone. Dante let out a laugh that shook the entire temple. Dante angled himself and rushed towards him, hellflames blocking to bullet. He was about to stab Nio when something blocked him, a blue blade. He saw a face that was filled with anger and hatred. Instantly, he knew who it was. The child of the prophecy...

Logan's looked at Dante with a deathly look, as he bounced backwards. His dual-bladed naginata had spun in his hand while jumping back. He looked at Logan with his weapon stabbed into the ground, and made his wings go back into his body. Logan had grown impatient and rushed him, but Dante didn't move. Just before he swiped, he lifted his naginata at just the right height, the blade blocking his scythe.

Due to the force Logan swung with, the impact of the blades had caused him to take a step back, due to the recoil. Dante took this chance, kicking him in the stomach with a side kick.

Logan fell to the ground, grasping his stomach. He had dropped his scythe, giving him no way to defend himself. Dante stood over him, smiling like a mad man.

"You have much to learn, child." He informed, before kicking him in the chest, causing him to let out a violent cough. He stomped on his stomach, causing the poor boy to sit up. He grasped a clump of his hair, lifting him and staring into his eyes.

"If this is all you can do, you're not going to get all of the artifacts..." He said, and kicked him in the gut again, causing him to fall out of his grasp and onto his stomach. Dante placed a foot on his back and cut the right leg of his pants in half.

"Let this be a lesson." He finally said, before taking the tip of his spear burying it deep into his calf. He carved it down, top to bottom of his calf before pulling it out. Logan's screams of agony were heard by everyone, but no one could stop and help as they had to defend themselves from the demons. Yaeru turned her head, and yelped in shock, seeing Logan's blood. Sally on the other hand quickly took out a demon that was next to her. "Keep your eyes in battle." She informed as she keeps shooting at the others.

"One more thing..." He said, before flipping him over, the blood pouring from the fresh wound. He took the blade and pointed it at his forehead. It slowly inched closer and closer. It was at least a millimeter away from his forehead, before a foot kicked Dante off of Logan, causing Dante to jump back.

"Father! I will end you!" Ace yelled at his dad, right after kicking him and saving Logan. He pointed his guns at him, his shadow resonating that.

"Not so fast." Dante said, as his right eye turned a pure black. He activated his full potential, using umbrakinesis, locking down his shadow so he couldn't move.

"W-what is this?" Ace whimpered, confused. His shadow seemed to have been nailed to the ground, frozen to the point where he couldn't even move his fingers.

"Umbrakinesis." He informed, before walking up to Nio, who had been fighting with a demon. He pushed the demon to the side, and blocked his attack once he recognized him. He kicked him back a distance, and with a sudden movement, shoved his naginata through his gut. Nio coughed up blood, landing onto the handle of the weapon.

Luckily, Dante missed any vital organs. He pulled out the blade, making Nio drop to the floor, blood staining his shirt. He spread his wings, walking to the frozen Ace, who looked at him with an insane fury. He exited the temple, flying away. Once he had gone a safe distance, he snapped, causing the flame to follow him out of the temple and pentagrams to appear under the demons, making them sink into the pentagrams.

Ace and the other students quickly scrambled towards the two injured males. Both bleeding and loosing blood dangerously.