Neo Chronicles
Episode 19: I Told You So
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Oh my God, this is stupid! Oh my God, this is crazy! Oh my God, we're all going to die! I told these people. I told them over and over how much of a bad idea this was. Did they listen? Of course not! Now, we're standing three feet away from a demon and a crazy person who's supposed to be this demon hunter, and it looks like they both want to skin us alive!
“Guys, I hate to say this, but I think he's a demon, too.” Lynn mutters under her breath.
That just makes matters so much better. You'd think we planned for this to be this bad. Oh my God. Why?
Before we even know it, the demon—the one with the short brown hair and creepy smile is standing next to Lynn, choking her out in an arm bar while he holds his gun—his gun—up to her cheek bone.
Tensions flare. I can see Chris is ready to jump the dude, but Noah is the first to make a move. Decides to go diplomatic. I like that. Keep your head cool. Talk it out. Usually, I'm the one trying to instigate things, but that's not the best thing to do here.
“Look, we don't want any trouble here,” he starts out. “You two obviously have some issues you wanna sort out. That's cool. Just let us go, and you can do whatever the world you want.”
You could cut the tension with a knife. It's unbearable. The demon doesn't reply. He doesn't even give Noah the time of day. Like he's not even there. Then all of a sudden, Noah drops to his knees, screaming out. I don't know what's going on. Chris doesn't know. No one does, but he's on the ground, holding his chest screaming out in agony like he's having a heart attack.
And from then, Chris and I have the same exact idea. Rush the demon. Strike the demon. Kill the demon. Good Lord, Chris is fast. I've barely taken a step, and he's already slashed the demon's arm with his sword. Catches the demon by surprise, too. He drops his gun, loosens his grip, and Lynn breaks away.
With her running to Noah's side, I start goin' crazy. I'm throwing fireballs at the man like there's no tomorrow. Chris is even crazier for staying that close to him, but with his speed, he's slashing the dude and dodging my junk at the same dang time.
What's even more crazy is the fact that we're hurting him. Completely strange to me, but, for some reason, Chris is drawing blood, and I'm burning the dude. When we fought those demons with Jabari, nothing we was doin' did anything. I wanna stop and ask questions about it, but I can't. It's just a passing thought that gets thrown to the back of my mind.
“Oh, I get it. It's her.” I don't know what that freak means by that, but he looks right at Lynn, takes aim, and shoots. I try to throw it off by throwing a fireball at it, but his black flames just absorb it and move on. Chris is so caught up in trying to beat the guy up that he doesn't even notice him do what he did. Lynn's still trying to heal Noah, so I doubt she's putting much effort into that barrier of hers.
Thankfully, the other demon—the one with the long, black hair—decides to come over and deflect the shot with his sword. I don't know what his game is, but came through with the save.
“Wait, you're the good guy?” Lynn asks as she looks up to him.
“Oh course I'm the good guy. What the hell are you kids doing here?”
The brown haired demon rushes in at the sight of the other, leaving Chris dumbfounded. He may be fast, but that demon's speed is on a whole other level.
Black hair pushes Lynn and Noah to the side as brown comes in pistol whipping him upside his head. Black thrusts his sword in brown's side and slices outwards. That sight right there is perhaps the most gruesome thing I've ever seen that wasn't on TV. All that blood—how in the world do demons bleed anyway—I think those are intestines leaking out. I'm about to throw up. But no guts hit the ground. In fact, it's like nothing even happened. The blood turns to dark vapor, and the wound heals back instantly. In fact all his wounds are gone—the burns, the gash marks—it's like he wasn't even in a fight.
I've seen people with accelerated healing as their ST before, but none of them were able to do what he just did. Brown hair starts shooting again. Some of the shots make contact with black. Fiery bullet holes through the chest, left leg, and right shoulder. He was dodging those shots before, but I don't know if it's because they're so close or because he's trying to protect us, but black hair is taking it all like a tank. And like a tank, he keeps moving. His wounds heal like nothing, too.
“Don't you get it, brother?” The brown haired demon says. “They're slayers—demon hunters! They're here to kill us! They want to send us back! With everyone and their mother finding out how easy it is to cross over, can you blame them? In fact, I ran into some shaman trying to do the same exact thing.”
Shaman? The first thing that comes to mind is Jabari.
“You met Jabari?” Lynn asks. Looks like it came to her mind, too.
“I killed Jabari!” the demon responds.
I think my heart just stopped for a second.
Did I hear that right? Did he really just say that? That comes as a huge shock. Jabari was the expert, the one that was supposed to be on top of things. If he got killed on the job, what the heck are we doin' out here?
Black hair starts pushing the fight away from us. Me and Chris run up to check in on Noah and Lynn. She's just about done healing him. He's stopped screaming, which is a huge relief. That crybaby almost got me all worried. Chris doesn't say a word, but after seeing that Lynn and Noah aren't dead, he runs back in the fight like an idiot.
Noah's eyes open, and he slowly tries to get up on his feet. I grab his arm and help him up.
“Wow, Lynn. I don't know what you did, but it worked. I feel—well, I felt like I just died, but I'm—I think I'm better now.”
“Good. That's good. That's great.” We can both tell that she's nervous as can be. I doubt she knew if she could actually do what she did, but it happened. “Okay,” she says under her breath. “Calm down. Focus.” She then looks up to us and says, “Now, I need you both to—well, for starters don't die. The two demons are busy fighting each other, but to make sure they stay busy just shoot 'em from the sidelines a bit just to keep them guessing. Make sure Chris doesn't do something stupid. Knowing him, he's either having the time of his life, or is fighting mad. Either way, keep him alive.”
“As for me,” she continues. “Just give me a little time. I'm trying—I've been trying—to open up a gate to send those demons back.”
“You can do that?” I ask.
“I'm trying to find out. Just keep everyone busy for a little while. If this works, we'll be golden. If not, I'mma call it off, you guys'll get Chris, and we're out of here. Got it?”
“Got it.” Noah immediately nods his head in agreement. I'm still sorta on the fence with all of this, but I reluctantly agree. I really hope we all don't die. That would really suck. I got so much stuff left to do. So many things I have to set up, make right. Graduate high school, go to college, hook up with a girl, maybe get married, have a son.
Screw this, I'm not dying today. I see Noah run off headstrong. The water vapor around his arms gets visible as he forces the temperature to drop. I gotta say, his ST has always been pretty cool to me. He starts shooting at the two demons from the sidelines—a flurry of icy daggers. Chris with his speed doing what he did before. Dodging the friendly fire, while still getting his licks in. It's insane.
I look to Lynn and ask her one more time, “Are you sure this'll work? Can you really do this?” She doesn't take too kindly to the question. Looks like she's about to bite my head off. I guess that's understandable. She's stressed out. This is the real deal. If she messes up, we're dead, and she's got all that riding on her. I try to encourage her by saying, “Don't give me that look. I know you've got this.” Knowin' good an' well I don't mean a word of it. But if she believes it, that's all that really counts.
So I rush in to what's probably gonna be my death. I'mma just play it cool, and shoot the fools like Noah's doing. Stay smart. Stay smart. Pick my shots. I don't know whether or not to aim at both the demons or just the brown haired one. He was the one who tried to kill Lynn. Chris and Noah only seem to be attacking him, so I might as well, too.
Instead of fire balls, I shoot out a fire stream at the guy. He gets hit by it. A couple burns here and there. Chris still manages to rush in and slash him across a couple of his limbs. Noah's ice daggers knock him up side the head, too, but really all of that doesn't seem to slow him down much at all. As soon as we see a flesh wound, in the next blink it's gone, which is some bull. He's even stopped showing signs of actually being hurt. His mind is completely focused on fighting that other demon.
Which is fine with me.
No telling how long we keep at this. Ten minutes? Fifteen? The demons decide to go back up in the sky to keep fighting. Chris is upset over that, because for some reason, he really was having fun hanging out with them. I can't even begin to describe how much of an idiot he is for that, but it's okay. I'm tired, and Noah looks like he's catching a cold. Every so often, the brown haired demon will fire off a few stray shots at us, but the black haired demon always intercepts them.
Then we all hear this huge, loud, thundering sonic boom like sound. Just about gives me a heart attack. Even the demons pause to take notice. And what a sight to behold.
We all turn to see Lynn engulfed in the brightest of lights. It's like the light around her is giving her a hug. Rainbow colors. Super, high profile, mystic magic mayhem. She's got her hands down on the ground, and floating high above her is this big door. It kinda looks transparent, but we can all definitely see its shape. It's there, and it's open—or opening.
For the first time, the demons show signs of worry—especially the brown haired one. It's funny, cuz just before, he was all big headed, thinking this was just some walk in the park on a nice spring day, but now—it's fear that shows. I see him mouth the words, “no, you didn't.”
I'm excited. I practically leap for joy, but then the brown haired demon changes his demeanor. “Ha ha, no you didn't.” He loosens up his shoulders, loses the worried face, and even smiles again—like he just dodged a bullet. “And you were so close, too.”
He then takes his gun and aims it at the doorway, and without a second thought, pulls the trigger.
This is the part where I'd expect the black haired demon to intercept it like he did before, but he doesn't. He just stays there, floating in the sky, too. Shouldn't be too surprising since he doesn't wanna go back, either.
The black fireball rams right into the door and explodes on impact. The shock wave from the blast knocks everyone off their feet—except for the demons or course, but who cares about them? The sand in the desert kicks up big time, too. Covers up everything. Can't see a darn thing. Some of it goes down my throat, so I'm hackin' up.
When the smoke and dust clears, I look back up at the door to see nothing—not even the light it came with—in it's place. The gateway was shattered, and we are all screwed.
I really hate to say I told you so, but dangit—I told them.
Episode 19: I Told You So
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Oh my God, this is stupid! Oh my God, this is crazy! Oh my God, we're all going to die! I told these people. I told them over and over how much of a bad idea this was. Did they listen? Of course not! Now, we're standing three feet away from a demon and a crazy person who's supposed to be this demon hunter, and it looks like they both want to skin us alive!
“Guys, I hate to say this, but I think he's a demon, too.” Lynn mutters under her breath.
That just makes matters so much better. You'd think we planned for this to be this bad. Oh my God. Why?
Before we even know it, the demon—the one with the short brown hair and creepy smile is standing next to Lynn, choking her out in an arm bar while he holds his gun—his gun—up to her cheek bone.
Tensions flare. I can see Chris is ready to jump the dude, but Noah is the first to make a move. Decides to go diplomatic. I like that. Keep your head cool. Talk it out. Usually, I'm the one trying to instigate things, but that's not the best thing to do here.
“Look, we don't want any trouble here,” he starts out. “You two obviously have some issues you wanna sort out. That's cool. Just let us go, and you can do whatever the world you want.”
You could cut the tension with a knife. It's unbearable. The demon doesn't reply. He doesn't even give Noah the time of day. Like he's not even there. Then all of a sudden, Noah drops to his knees, screaming out. I don't know what's going on. Chris doesn't know. No one does, but he's on the ground, holding his chest screaming out in agony like he's having a heart attack.
And from then, Chris and I have the same exact idea. Rush the demon. Strike the demon. Kill the demon. Good Lord, Chris is fast. I've barely taken a step, and he's already slashed the demon's arm with his sword. Catches the demon by surprise, too. He drops his gun, loosens his grip, and Lynn breaks away.
With her running to Noah's side, I start goin' crazy. I'm throwing fireballs at the man like there's no tomorrow. Chris is even crazier for staying that close to him, but with his speed, he's slashing the dude and dodging my junk at the same dang time.
What's even more crazy is the fact that we're hurting him. Completely strange to me, but, for some reason, Chris is drawing blood, and I'm burning the dude. When we fought those demons with Jabari, nothing we was doin' did anything. I wanna stop and ask questions about it, but I can't. It's just a passing thought that gets thrown to the back of my mind.
“Oh, I get it. It's her.” I don't know what that freak means by that, but he looks right at Lynn, takes aim, and shoots. I try to throw it off by throwing a fireball at it, but his black flames just absorb it and move on. Chris is so caught up in trying to beat the guy up that he doesn't even notice him do what he did. Lynn's still trying to heal Noah, so I doubt she's putting much effort into that barrier of hers.
Thankfully, the other demon—the one with the long, black hair—decides to come over and deflect the shot with his sword. I don't know what his game is, but came through with the save.
“Wait, you're the good guy?” Lynn asks as she looks up to him.
“Oh course I'm the good guy. What the hell are you kids doing here?”
The brown haired demon rushes in at the sight of the other, leaving Chris dumbfounded. He may be fast, but that demon's speed is on a whole other level.
Black hair pushes Lynn and Noah to the side as brown comes in pistol whipping him upside his head. Black thrusts his sword in brown's side and slices outwards. That sight right there is perhaps the most gruesome thing I've ever seen that wasn't on TV. All that blood—how in the world do demons bleed anyway—I think those are intestines leaking out. I'm about to throw up. But no guts hit the ground. In fact, it's like nothing even happened. The blood turns to dark vapor, and the wound heals back instantly. In fact all his wounds are gone—the burns, the gash marks—it's like he wasn't even in a fight.
I've seen people with accelerated healing as their ST before, but none of them were able to do what he just did. Brown hair starts shooting again. Some of the shots make contact with black. Fiery bullet holes through the chest, left leg, and right shoulder. He was dodging those shots before, but I don't know if it's because they're so close or because he's trying to protect us, but black hair is taking it all like a tank. And like a tank, he keeps moving. His wounds heal like nothing, too.
“Don't you get it, brother?” The brown haired demon says. “They're slayers—demon hunters! They're here to kill us! They want to send us back! With everyone and their mother finding out how easy it is to cross over, can you blame them? In fact, I ran into some shaman trying to do the same exact thing.”
Shaman? The first thing that comes to mind is Jabari.
“You met Jabari?” Lynn asks. Looks like it came to her mind, too.
“I killed Jabari!” the demon responds.
I think my heart just stopped for a second.
Did I hear that right? Did he really just say that? That comes as a huge shock. Jabari was the expert, the one that was supposed to be on top of things. If he got killed on the job, what the heck are we doin' out here?
Black hair starts pushing the fight away from us. Me and Chris run up to check in on Noah and Lynn. She's just about done healing him. He's stopped screaming, which is a huge relief. That crybaby almost got me all worried. Chris doesn't say a word, but after seeing that Lynn and Noah aren't dead, he runs back in the fight like an idiot.
Noah's eyes open, and he slowly tries to get up on his feet. I grab his arm and help him up.
“Wow, Lynn. I don't know what you did, but it worked. I feel—well, I felt like I just died, but I'm—I think I'm better now.”
“Good. That's good. That's great.” We can both tell that she's nervous as can be. I doubt she knew if she could actually do what she did, but it happened. “Okay,” she says under her breath. “Calm down. Focus.” She then looks up to us and says, “Now, I need you both to—well, for starters don't die. The two demons are busy fighting each other, but to make sure they stay busy just shoot 'em from the sidelines a bit just to keep them guessing. Make sure Chris doesn't do something stupid. Knowing him, he's either having the time of his life, or is fighting mad. Either way, keep him alive.”
“As for me,” she continues. “Just give me a little time. I'm trying—I've been trying—to open up a gate to send those demons back.”
“You can do that?” I ask.
“I'm trying to find out. Just keep everyone busy for a little while. If this works, we'll be golden. If not, I'mma call it off, you guys'll get Chris, and we're out of here. Got it?”
“Got it.” Noah immediately nods his head in agreement. I'm still sorta on the fence with all of this, but I reluctantly agree. I really hope we all don't die. That would really suck. I got so much stuff left to do. So many things I have to set up, make right. Graduate high school, go to college, hook up with a girl, maybe get married, have a son.
Screw this, I'm not dying today. I see Noah run off headstrong. The water vapor around his arms gets visible as he forces the temperature to drop. I gotta say, his ST has always been pretty cool to me. He starts shooting at the two demons from the sidelines—a flurry of icy daggers. Chris with his speed doing what he did before. Dodging the friendly fire, while still getting his licks in. It's insane.
I look to Lynn and ask her one more time, “Are you sure this'll work? Can you really do this?” She doesn't take too kindly to the question. Looks like she's about to bite my head off. I guess that's understandable. She's stressed out. This is the real deal. If she messes up, we're dead, and she's got all that riding on her. I try to encourage her by saying, “Don't give me that look. I know you've got this.” Knowin' good an' well I don't mean a word of it. But if she believes it, that's all that really counts.
So I rush in to what's probably gonna be my death. I'mma just play it cool, and shoot the fools like Noah's doing. Stay smart. Stay smart. Pick my shots. I don't know whether or not to aim at both the demons or just the brown haired one. He was the one who tried to kill Lynn. Chris and Noah only seem to be attacking him, so I might as well, too.
Instead of fire balls, I shoot out a fire stream at the guy. He gets hit by it. A couple burns here and there. Chris still manages to rush in and slash him across a couple of his limbs. Noah's ice daggers knock him up side the head, too, but really all of that doesn't seem to slow him down much at all. As soon as we see a flesh wound, in the next blink it's gone, which is some bull. He's even stopped showing signs of actually being hurt. His mind is completely focused on fighting that other demon.
Which is fine with me.
No telling how long we keep at this. Ten minutes? Fifteen? The demons decide to go back up in the sky to keep fighting. Chris is upset over that, because for some reason, he really was having fun hanging out with them. I can't even begin to describe how much of an idiot he is for that, but it's okay. I'm tired, and Noah looks like he's catching a cold. Every so often, the brown haired demon will fire off a few stray shots at us, but the black haired demon always intercepts them.
Then we all hear this huge, loud, thundering sonic boom like sound. Just about gives me a heart attack. Even the demons pause to take notice. And what a sight to behold.
We all turn to see Lynn engulfed in the brightest of lights. It's like the light around her is giving her a hug. Rainbow colors. Super, high profile, mystic magic mayhem. She's got her hands down on the ground, and floating high above her is this big door. It kinda looks transparent, but we can all definitely see its shape. It's there, and it's open—or opening.
For the first time, the demons show signs of worry—especially the brown haired one. It's funny, cuz just before, he was all big headed, thinking this was just some walk in the park on a nice spring day, but now—it's fear that shows. I see him mouth the words, “no, you didn't.”
I'm excited. I practically leap for joy, but then the brown haired demon changes his demeanor. “Ha ha, no you didn't.” He loosens up his shoulders, loses the worried face, and even smiles again—like he just dodged a bullet. “And you were so close, too.”
He then takes his gun and aims it at the doorway, and without a second thought, pulls the trigger.
This is the part where I'd expect the black haired demon to intercept it like he did before, but he doesn't. He just stays there, floating in the sky, too. Shouldn't be too surprising since he doesn't wanna go back, either.
The black fireball rams right into the door and explodes on impact. The shock wave from the blast knocks everyone off their feet—except for the demons or course, but who cares about them? The sand in the desert kicks up big time, too. Covers up everything. Can't see a darn thing. Some of it goes down my throat, so I'm hackin' up.
When the smoke and dust clears, I look back up at the door to see nothing—not even the light it came with—in it's place. The gateway was shattered, and we are all screwed.
I really hate to say I told you so, but dangit—I told them.
