Vita Viridi

Final Duel : Part One

Boy was cleaning his claws while Girl was wiping blood off her lips. After cleaning up the blood, the twins walked off. Next on what their mission was to group up with the distraction team. Turning around, the two saw a little girl approach them.

"What are you looking at?"

"You filth," her arms trembled.

The Boy pushed his sister behind him and looked at the girl, "I know you're just a kid, but I won't let you call my sister filth."

The girl began to laugh uncontrollably, "What are you going to do," she opened a book and started ro repeat the words, "Cursed Magic-"

Boy's eyes had widened, "WAIT WAIT WAIT," He started towards the girl.

"Cursed Magic-Age," she began to grow older, "Now I'll be able to help daddy, for I Sarah Escobar, will help him eradicate this filth."

"Sister we need to warn the others," Boy had came back to her and she hopped on.

"Why don't we just kill her?"

"Because Grimm had given us a specific role to play."

Sarah was a full grown adult now. Her breast had grown slightly, guess she was destined to be flat chested, and her height was taller than Grimm and Father Escobar. The aura coming off her was scary, maybe better than Father Escobar's magic. Sad truth to this magic, is Boy remembered Danny saying once, "Curse magic always comes at another cost, some can kill you to vast the spell, others may curse your soul. When you're a cursed magic user, you can avoid some of these, but if it's first time...well it won't be so good." By Boys estimation, she was going to die in Twenty-Four hours.

Boy had began to traverse the rooftops, going from one roof to another.

Keen on killing them, Sarah pursued, copying her Father's magic, she was wielding the 'holy' sword, "STOP RUNNING, AND LET ME KILL YOU!!"

Arya and the others began taking prisoners of those who surrendered. Most were human fathers and mothers who didn't want their child to be without, a few were just people afriad to die, and there was just five demons.

"Seems like we've done our job here," Jack licked his lips.

"If you're breathing fine, what was the point of that mask thing anyways," Arya tapped her chin.

"It kept me from fully transforming, something Father Escobar was testing on me before I escaped."

"I see now."

The angels all danced around and about, for they flourished like a patch of flowers in spring. Two out the crowd approached Arya.

"Names James," said the male.

"Names Simmer," said the female.

"Arya Chatowä," she shook their hands.

"Elrod told us the plan wasn't just about demons, but it seems over? Whys that," James said as he wiped his blade clean with a clothe made of his light magic.

"Actually about that, me and our companions were going to finish the last part of the plan, so we need you to stay and watch the prisoners," she pointed at the general.

"Sure," said Simmer, grabbing Arya's shoulder, "But can I ask why I smell Elrod off of you," she said with a devilmans face.

"Aren't you suppose to be friendly???" Arya whimpered like a dog, darting her eyes around, "And I don't know whatever you must mean by that," she pried herself free and signaled the others to join back up with her, and they headed off.