Zane's POV
My dad unfused with me, and instead fused with his friend. They sliced the demonic dragon with their tail in its side. Than they slammed it. The demonic dragon became unfused, into two people- Winter, and my mom.
My mom was unconscious. Winter tried to fight back, but was hit with an axe. She crashed into the ground. Several missiles surrounded her, and I looked away. This wasn't going to be pretty. There was a rustling sound behind me. Without warning, I felt extreme pain. I looked down, and saw a sharp tail covered in blood sticking out of my stomach. It was pulled out, and I collapsed to the ground.
Noelle's POV
I saw it all. Winter, shot with several missiles, Zane, being killed by a Destroytant. I charged at Pyro, but something threw me back. I hit my head hard, and blacked out.
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When I came too, I saw Winter and Zane's dead body. Both of my children were dead. My granddaughter was dead. And Pyro had killed them. I flew back to the HQ, and tried to kill him twice in a few days time.
But Admiral protected him. He wouldn't let me go near Pyro. I stopped trying after that. I avoided Pyro.
He doesn't want me anyways. I'm not even immortal anymore. I've lost everything I ever cared about- my husband, my children, my grandchild, and my humanity. I've lost it all.
For several months, I studied books in the HQ library, until I found one that interested me. It was a spell book. I studied it even more so, and learned the spells it had within it.
"Chutiantios elebriami katenesar!" I shouted. The spell did its work. My robotic parts were replaced with their human ones. I had both my eyes, arms, and legs again. My horns, and the metal in my back, too, were fixed.
I walked out of the library, with the book in my hands. Pyro passed me, and gasped.
"Your-your robotic parts! They're gone and replaced with your normal ones!" he said. I looked at him. It was the first time he had spoken to me in awhile.
I repeated the spell, and Pyro's robotic parts were also fixed. His AI chip was gone.
Pyro was no longer a slave to that chip. He now was free. He was no longer a killing machiene.
Pyro smiled. "Thank you. Thank you for freeing me." he said.
"Come on." I said. "It's time for dinner. I made your favorite, pizza."
He chuckled. "Aww, you know me too well."
Pyro held my hand, and we walked to the kitchen.
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Terrors In The Dark
FantasyEighteen Years Later... "Oi, why are we here? I was in the middle of hunting." I said, annoyed. Pyro entered the room, and the other gods bowed. They motioned for me to bow as well, but I didn't. I'm not going to bow to my own husband. Pyro sat down...