DP: Betrayal & Corruption (Unrevised Version)

Ch: 16

As fast as the twin ghost's reactions caught up to him by far than he knew, his eyes widen to full circles, mouth a little agape by the sudden shock. "No... N-NO! Y-You are l-lying! L-LIAR!" Tiassale cried out as his sharp claws savagely dragged vigorously at Furor's suffocating grip, struggling to break free. His tail whipped, the end of it curled up a lot, and body jerking to different directions. Just one break of a claw should get him out.

Luckily for Tiassale, he couldn't gasp for air in shadow form, but a disadvantage was other shadows can touch him. "Let me go, you idiotic, rancorous IMBECILE!" he yelled again, now trying to pry off the black claw with both of his own and tail. Indistinctly, grayish red smoke rose off Tiassale's silhouette, the anger built inside measly in the same predicament.

Furor still snickered behind his prey's head, taking in Tiassale's terror and worry, a heartless part for him playing the role of the adversary against a brave, broken heart. Happiness clenched tightly to the soulless shadow dweller, his deadly grip unclasped his suffering prey's neck, his smile still held up surprisingly inanimate. Tiassale didn't think at first why his foe had let him go by his ill-considered pleas, but no time to think.

He had to find Danny again.

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Soon as Tiassale burst into flight against rushing time, Furor smirked greedily at his new profoundly strength. He grasp his shadowy unguis, ignited immediately by the over amounts of emotional energy drawn from Tiassale. By command non-verbally, red, almost black fire flared off its' surface. Faintly glowing a dark red hue came around the flame, reflecting Furor's pitch-black face and eyes.

'All that fear... anger... regression... Finally, enough for me to get out to my other half and conquer not just the city itself, but the entire dimensions. I'll 'play' more with them again after the event happens that they won't ruin the whole plan.'

How is it that his hostile smile never ceased to grow bigger than now? The dark figure raised his hooked claw high, about to strike the insignificant past he captured long ago until a pleasurable blaze triggered on his back. He yelped a little too loud for his liking, gritted his teeth in seethe and unknown by the unexpected attacker from who he didn't sense, he glanced perplexedly to the patch. Half of his tendrils were shaking below, but weren't damaged to further point.

His oversized smile faltered like a collapsed building. Now that his back stung as such, he shook off the surprise look off his face and looked away. Murderous, bloody eyes searching for his fleeing prey, he raised his other hand beside his head. The same colored flame combusted out of it and formed into a ball, this time with thorns, and curved spikes lightly danced the circular sphere.

He spotted Tiassale rather in seconds without having too much difficulty in the darkness, scattering the black floor in zigzag movements fast as lightening. Furor followed the motions, the sight in a fast-motion film and stopped at the same time as Tiassale's figure slowly came to a halt, floating above wherever he turned his head. The antagonist wore a confused demeanor, getting back out of it to end the twin's mission.

'Found you again, my boy...' Furor grinned satisfactorily and released the mass of fire from his hold to the target.

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After Furor had let him go abruptly, Tiassale fell down to the unnatural dark floor of the halfa's subconscious. At an alarming rate where he's falling, both arms went straight by his sides and tail swishing fairly through the invisible air quickly. When he was at the right height to pull up, the ghost flung his arms in grace, body arched an upside-down curve, and Tiassale soared swiftly. He didn't care for a bit that his tail had whipped the jet-black floor, leaving a spider web the size of a person's head behind.