Demon

Fighting Is Never The Answer

A flash of red hair blurred past me.

Luke didn't miss a beat as Mikey came hurdling towards him, sword raised high.

Luke spun around and kicked his leg up I attempt to knock the swords away, but Michael pulled back just enough for Luke to miss.

Knowing this wasn't going to end well, I struggled against my binds. As I pulled and tugged, they continued to keep getting tighter and tighter.

Getting a pissed and worried for Mikey, I focused on my powers.

I focused on the giant ball of white energy and slowly caressed it. I hadn't used my powers in over a year so I had to be slow.

I let it slowly crawl through my body until it reached my hands. My hands warmed up until they started to burn.

I slowly let the powers flow from my fingers until I felt my binds break.

I put my powers back into holding until needed again.

I looked up to see Luke and Michael now throwing punches, both of them weaponless

I stood up to help, but Calum rushed me.

I grabbed him by his hips and flipped him over my shoulder.

As he went down, he snagged on to my hair, pulled me down with him.

I yelped in pain and scrambled away from him.

He grabbed my ankle and pulled me back to him. Flipping me over into my back, he straddled my waist and held my hands down over my head.

"Not so fast, darling," He said with a grin.

I pulled on my powers once again. Once it was settled in my hands, I opened my palms and faced them towards him.

I could slightly see the white light eliminating from my palms. Calum looked up to see where the light was coming from and his eyes widened. I let my powers go and a bright light flew from my hands into Calum chest.

He flew off me and into the wall. The wall cracked from the force and he was out like a light.

Breathing heavily from the release, turned back onto my stomach, looking around.

Ashton was struggling out of his binds, but he would have to wait.

Luke kneed Michael in the gut, causing him to double over in pain. Luke took his chance and scrambled away towards a sword laying on the ground a little ways away.

Struggling to my feet, I ran towards Luke and the sword.

He managed to grab the handle before I got to him.

"Don't you even think about it," Luke growled at me.

I lifted my leg in a kick, attempting to kick the sword from his hand, but Luke blocked my foot and hit me over the head with the hilt of the sword.

I fell to the ground, feeling warm liquid slip down my cheek.

Touching my cheek, I felt the warm liquid transfer on to my fingers. I pulled back to see blood.

"Maes!" Ashton yelled out.

My eyes rolled back as pain swept over.

I groaned and tried to roll over onto my stomach.

"Maes," Ashton said again. "Come on, keep your eyes open."

I struggled to open them fully and I felt a warmth spread over my body.

For a moment, I thought it was all over. I thought I was done for, that Luke hit me hard enough to kill me and I was almost to death.

Instead, I quickly started to feel energy and strength.

I opened my eyes just as Luke hit Mikey in the head.

Michael fell forward, on to his stomach. A small groan escaped his lips as his eyes closed.

"Mikey," I whispered slightly.

Luke grabbed a fist full of Michaels red hair and pulled him up to his knees.

"Stop," I croaked out.

Luke didn't seem to hear me.

I struggled up to my feet, almost falling back down.

Luke raised the sword to Michaels throat.

"Stop," I said more loudly.

I saw a little bit of blood slid down Mikey's neck and disappear into his shirt.

"Your done," Luke said to Michael.

"Stop!" I screamed.