Latch

Ch. 27 All That's Left

Dark punched Anti in the middle of the chest sending him out of the balcony and into the next building. His body flew through the wall and into the empty floor. The building seemed to be abandoned, and in very poor condition. Nails stuck out of the floor boards, glass scattered the floor from broken windows, left over equipment and old pricks scattered the area. It was condemed. 

Dark jumped up onto the railing of the balcony, spreading his wings and leaping to the gaping hole in front of him. He knew well that the people below him would also see, but at this point it didn't matter to him. They would find out one way or another. He landed at the opening and peered into the dark. Nothing moved. Certain spots were lit up from the window. Light even reflected off certain objects.

Anti hid behind a pillar that supported the building. It was made of concrete and bricks. The support itself had already been badly damaged. 

"We're fucked!" Sean called out. "We're dead, that's it, man. he's going to kill us!"

"Shut yer trap I'm trying to listen." Anti held his arm as his ears pointed up dialing into her environment. 

"We need to get to, (Y/n)."

"If we go to her we'll be bringing unwanted company with. She's safer with ,Die."

"It's time to come out, Anti." Dark spoke. "There's no use hiding now. Make this easier on yourself."

Dark walked into the building. Despite the dark he was able to see, much like a cat. Most demons could since they were night creatures.

"I can smell you as well. Your blood, Sean's blood is lingering."

"Then teleport!" Sean continued arguing with Anti. "If ye teleport than he'll have a harder time finding you."

"Did ye just miss what he said? He can smell me, he can sense me, he will find us. If we leave now..." Anti stopped. "I can't teleport too much anyway. I'll get tired and then we'll be REALLY fucked."

Dark suddenly grabbed Anti by his shoulder and forced him up. "There you are!"

"Let me go you emo bastard!" Anti grabbed his wrist, trying to pry him off. The jaws of life couldn't even pry him off. 

"Oh no, it's not that simple, Anti." He smiled. "Throughout my time on this miserable planet you've seemed to made yourself a thorn in my side."

"No wonder they call me a prick!" Anti laughed.

Dark grabbed Anti by the neck and held him against the wall. "Even near death, you seem to underestimate the severity of this situation."

"Death? Hah, that's my middle name!" Anti poked once more. 

His grip tightened causing him discomfort, his smile faded. "That's Mors name. He doesn't deserve the title of a demon, and neither do you."

Dark tossed Anti near the opening of the building. His body slid across the floor. He sat up using his other arm to help him stand, still determined to fight Dark.

"Are ye going to keep tossing me around like a rag doll or ye going to fight me?"

"I have been knocking you around for only a few minutes. Look at yourself, you're tired already."

"I'm just getting started..." Anti teleported to a pillar nearby them and kicked it in causing a chain reaction of debris to fall from the ceiling.

Loose pipes, dust, old concrete, wood pieces all fell causing an uproar of dust. Some pieces even went through the floor down to the next. Dark shielded himself, looking just above his arm for Anti.