Fan Fiction ❯ Half-Demon, No Mercy ❯ The Leader ( Chapter 5 )

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“Warehouse eight. This is the place.” Talcan said to himself as he walked up to the door and felt all the demon auras coming from it. He punched the door in, and all of the demons stared at him. “Knock, knock,” He said, drawing his blade again. “Can I come in?” He yelled as he charged in slicing demons with almost every slash of his blade.He cut his way through the demons, not caring about the damage inflicted upon himself, only thinking about killing the one that had taken Andrew. He cut down demons left and right, not counting, but sure that he had already taken out around twenty-five to thirty. He could care less if it was fifty demons in the room, or one-thousand. All he cared about was revenge.His adrenaline was pumping so hard, that even though he had been gashed, he didn’t know it. From the look of the wounds he had received, his veins had to be pumping at least fifty percent adrenaline. He stopped, once visible victims did, and looked around.Blood covered the floor in pools, and he and his sword were stained with crimson. He looked across the field of massacre he had created. There had to be over two-hundred demons, or what he thought were two-hundred, most of them were in pieces, so it was hard to tell by just looking. He didn’t care. He wanted to find their leader and the assassin who killed Andrew.“Come out and face me!!!” Talcan shouted. It echoed off the walls, it appeared that he was alone. But not for long.The floor in front of him split and a platform rose from the opening. A demon was standing on it, and grinning from ear-to-ear. He was tall, around six-feet six, and his skin was a pale blue, and looked tough as a snake’s skin. “Hey, you‘re Talcan, huh?” he said as he stepped off the platform and it sank back down, the floor closing beneath it.“Yeah, are you the leader of this band,” Talcan said, pointing over his shoulder. ”Or the assassin that killed my friend?” his grip tightened on the hilt of his blade.“I‘m not the leader, to face him, you‘ll have to defeat me, and I must warn you, no one has ever beat me. Ever.”“Well, you know what they say, there‘s a first time for everything.” Talcan charged as the demon spouted wings and glided upward, hovering ten feet above.Talcan kicked off the wall and slashed his blade upward. It would have been a hit, if the demon had not soared up another few feet. Talcan was trying to reach him, and throwing black fireballs, but all to no avail. The demon swooped down, evading Talcan’s strike, and got in a good shot on Talcan’s back.
Talcan hit him with a fireball, but the demon simply shrugged it off. The demon came swooping down from the rafters for another attack, this time clawing Talcan’s left arm slightly, but getting a blade to his back. The demon soared up, as to avoid further damage. Talcan then covered his blade in black flames (Fiery Blade) and hurled it at the flying demon. He, not expecting this, was caught by the blade, and he and the blade fell at an angle, pinning him to the wall, the blade piercing his lungs. Talcan walked over, pulled out his sword, and walked in front of where the opening in the floor had been.It opened, and the platform came up, this time, with another demon; a much larger demon. “I am Aishoki, I am, or was from the looks of it, the leader of this gang. You‘re Talcan aren‘t you?”“Yeah, get ready to fight,” He said.The battle started. Talcan made the first hit, not fatal, but close. Then, the leader threw his hand out and Talcan was knocked backwards, landing on a slaughter demon.“So, a wind demon huh?” Talcan said with a smug look on his face.The demon responded by shooting an air stream at Talcan. He avoided it and dashed right up to the demon. And, as Talcan knew, an air demon couldn’t do anything without hurting himself if the victim was right next to him. He hit him in the gut with a right hook, making him double over. But Aishoki hit Talcan in the knee while he was faking the injury, and blasted him away. Talcan’s adrenaline was still going strong, he hardly felt the blows. Then he took out his sword again, and sprinted toward Aishoki. He got close, but the wind demon shot another air stream at him. But this was what Talcan intended upon. At the second he felt the wind, he chunked his sword into the slipstream of the air current, causing it to accelerate toward the source; Aishoki. The sword went straight through the demon’s throat, severing his head in an instant.Talcan wiped his brow, which was dumb, because all he did was get blood on his forehead. “It‘s over, he‘s dead.” Talcan walked over and picked up his sword. Sheathing it, he turned toward the door.All of the sudden, the doors melted together, trapping him inside. Then came a threatening voice. “You think it‘s over? This fight hasn‘t even begun.”