Re: The Grand Battle [Round 4! Pop-up Land!!]
09-20-2009, 03:35 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by OddGuy.
Nathan found himself sitting on one of the many cubes floating around. He looked around, and saw a few others jumping around, as well as a Lutherion look alike flying about haphazardly, searching for something to beat to death.
Nathan arose, and felt pressure on his head. He looked up, and saw the demon, standing there, perfectly balanced. " Well, would you look at that. It looks like you survived. Some nice last words there, by the way," the demon commented, keeping place without even moving so much as a centimeter. Nathan did not respond, but bit his lip and continued to watch the Lutherion copy fly around.
As he watched, he thought about the last match. Emily had died, and it was more likely than not partially his fault. However, he was not the only one to blame. Lutherion was the one that killed her. In fact, Emily even tried to give Lutherion another second chance. Nathan couldn't quite grasp that.
As Nathan thought about Lutherion and let his hatred for the moving corpse grow, his hand tightened around the handle of the knife. He was sure that he had to murder Lutherion. It was either that or he would die trying to kill Lutherion. Nathan knew that underneath the guise of the necromancer was Lutherion's true self, trapped and tormented, but he did not care.
Almost as if it could sense the hatred emanating from him, a Mimic saw Nathan and began to fly towards him, letting out that inhuman cackle, although it sounded much more fake than it's master's. Nathan waited, gripping the knife, readying himself to be able to kill the mimic when close enough, despite the demon constantly grinding it's shoe into his head and causing a considerable amount of pain and a great distraction.
Nathan found himself sitting on one of the many cubes floating around. He looked around, and saw a few others jumping around, as well as a Lutherion look alike flying about haphazardly, searching for something to beat to death.
Nathan arose, and felt pressure on his head. He looked up, and saw the demon, standing there, perfectly balanced. " Well, would you look at that. It looks like you survived. Some nice last words there, by the way," the demon commented, keeping place without even moving so much as a centimeter. Nathan did not respond, but bit his lip and continued to watch the Lutherion copy fly around.
As he watched, he thought about the last match. Emily had died, and it was more likely than not partially his fault. However, he was not the only one to blame. Lutherion was the one that killed her. In fact, Emily even tried to give Lutherion another second chance. Nathan couldn't quite grasp that.
As Nathan thought about Lutherion and let his hatred for the moving corpse grow, his hand tightened around the handle of the knife. He was sure that he had to murder Lutherion. It was either that or he would die trying to kill Lutherion. Nathan knew that underneath the guise of the necromancer was Lutherion's true self, trapped and tormented, but he did not care.
Almost as if it could sense the hatred emanating from him, a Mimic saw Nathan and began to fly towards him, letting out that inhuman cackle, although it sounded much more fake than it's master's. Nathan waited, gripping the knife, readying himself to be able to kill the mimic when close enough, despite the demon constantly grinding it's shoe into his head and causing a considerable amount of pain and a great distraction.