Author’s note: Okay peeps, hello again, the deadline for voting for either Valkyrie’s Lament and Mind Linker has about two weeks left. For the duration of two weeks, I’ll post an extra chapter this week and the next for both stories, before the voting ends.
What stood before us was a young girl around the age of ten. She had on simple white one piece dress that came above her knee. Written across her chest were the words “love me” in bold, black letters. Her cute brown sandals wrapped around her feet. The most distinguishing part about her was the burly sack over her head, just like the boy that we had met awhile ago. Though a different drawing of a scowling tired face was drawn with black marker.
A strange whump whump whump sound could be heard from behind her, until finally a black toy helicopter appeared above her head.
“I’m tired.” The little girl slumped her shoulder. She didn’t move from her position, I could hear the slow drawling of her voice, leaving behind a deep sigh. “I’m tired.” She repeated again.
Her foot shuffled forward into a half limp half walk pace with her feet lazily dragged behind her, her hands swung side-to-side brushing against her dress.
Jones tilted his head, he then walked towards the kid. His face slightly softened, bringing back the Jones that I have known for the past few days that I have talked with. “Hey, kid. You should go back to your mother.”
“Jones!” I shouted. Instinctively, I felt a very similar feeling before, and that was with the boy. I saw a swirl of black energy dance around both her hands, covering it into soft black flames that only my eyes could see.
“What? She’s a lost kid, though I find the whole sack thing weird. Plus, she look lost.” Jones half heartedly chuckled as the toy helicopter danced around her. “She’s not going to hu-”
Boom! Explosion sounded off in front of Jones as he flew and smacked his large body against the wall. We all flew backward, our body skidded or clashed against the wall. I was lucky enough to be the farthest one away from the explosion and saw what exactly happened. I didn’t get injured, because of this suit that took most of the impact away, and I only lost was air in my chest.
A small toy tank had squeaked out from behind her, and shot a tiny energy ball, completely missing Jones by a hair’s breath away. The force from that tiny shot, completely destroyed the opposite wall, leaving behind a gaping hole through five rooms.
“What kind of bullshit is this?!” Jones stumbled back up with half of his face bloodied. He was appalled at what just happened.“The toy blew up the wall!”
“Yes, Mr. Obvious. Don’t you ever learn?!” Timothy shouted pissed off. He pushed himself off from the ground, while scrapes and cuts riddled his arm. “That’s a Child Demon!”
“I know a child Demon. That’s no Child Demon!” Jones shook his hand in front of him flailing around in complete disbelief. “She has a miniature sized tank!”
The toy tank squeaked and rolled forward, it aimed in between Timothy and Jones. Glowing with black ghastly swirls, it powered up.
“Oh, for crying out loud!” Timothy didn’t have the time to think, he dove forward into a roll towards the tank, his hand scooped up the toy in hand, it shocked him, causing the toy to flip towards the little girl. With a loud devastating boom, the tank shot forward passed the girl’s head, and blew up the ceiling over her. Papers, debris, chairs, and even a table, all fell down from the ceiling and down towards her.
The toy helicopter whizzed around and shot upwards in a tatatatatata sound of a gatling gun, the debris broke apart or the coarse altered, causing it to fall a couple inches away from her.
“I’m tired.” She said again, this time she tilted her head, and let out a deep sigh. It was as if saying that word itself was a pain, her body wavered like a willow, back and forth, until she froze.
I then saw the well of black energy swirl around her hand becoming brighter and stronger than before. All she did was motion her right fingers into a strange sign, and the toy helicopter zoomed past her and headed straight towards us.
“You gotta be kiddin’ me!” Jones scrambled onto his feet. He ducked and ran, shooting towards the nearest cover he could find.
The others followed after, while both Crystal and Marcus fired back at the toy that was in the air. Swiveling around like a snake, the toy helicopter moved out of harm’s way without much effort, dodging most of the bullets.
I dove towards the nearest doorway, and pushed myself against the wall. I couldn’t believe how ridiculous these kids were. The first one was a boy who can use yo-yo like some kind of deadly weapon that changed into different animal forms. Now this girl used toy helicopters and toy tanks to blow a hole through our heads.
My feet pushed hard onto my tippy toes, pushing me against the wall as flat as I possible could in the hopes to stay hidden. There were a couple of times when I thought about running in and attacking. I couldn’t help but wonder if I was even able to stay alive if one of those energy bullets hit me. I wasn’t sure if I should take the chance or not to see if this suit would keep me safe.
“How is this possible?” said Timothy flabbergasted, “These things are not supposed to be fast!”
Marcus aimed, and fired. A few of his shots missed completely by a small margin. Even still, he didn’t stop and kept firing. Sometimes,the bullets hit, other times it didn’t miss, but knocked it a couple of times off course.
With a loud tatatatata sound, the small machine gun, hoisted underneath its belly, shot small black energy bullets back at Marcus. It was as if it never had an end to its ammo. Marcus dove out of harm’s way, just in time before the bullet left a large hole the size of his foot, where he stood.
Crystal took cover at one of the open doorway, her back up against the wall as she shot towards the little girl without a single remorse. The bullets flew threw the air, straight at her chest.
The little girl’s right hand twitched, and black energy flames flared to life. Energy swirled with dense power around her like a whip, suddenly a handful of small robotic looking dragonfly drones spilled out from underneath her dress. They were small and black, the eyes were red, and they zipped into action, blocking the bullet with their body. Every time a bullet flew towards the little girl, the dragonfly was there, blocking the path before it could even hit her. They would crumple and fall to the ground uselessly.
“No way.” Timothy mouth dropped, he ran for cover, diving behind Crystal.
“Marcus! I’m almost out!” Crystal yelled as more dragonfly drones fell onto the ground. “We need to get out of here fast!”
“I’m working on it!” Marcus ran, and hid across from Crystal in another doorway.
Throughout the whole scuffle between Marcus and the helicopter, the dragonfly drones buzzed angrily around the little girl. Swarms of them moved fluidly like water.
“I’m tired.” The little girl replied, she cocked her head towards the side and just stood there motionlessly. The dragonfly drones swarmed around her like a locust, covering half of her body.
“Jones! This would be a great time to see you use that fire magic trick and blow them all away!” Timothy shouted, his head peeking from the side. He was looking around for anything that could help him, but found nothing.
“I’m working on it!” Jones was hunched over, his hands in front of him, snapping his fingers in the hope to get a spark. “Come on. Come on!” He desperately cried out, his eyebrows scrunched up while his body shriveled over his hand in the hopes to stop any wind from possibly blowing it out.
With his third attempt of his finger snapping, the flames on the tips of his fingers burst into a small weak flames. “I got it!” He cried out in joy,.
“Good, blast them away!” Timothy was scourging around the room that he hide himself in to find anything of use.
“I-I don’t know how!”
“Oh for the love of god! Catch something on fire, throw a burning brick, I don’t know!”
Jones furrowed, he look around frantically, opening cabinets and closet. Out of his corner of his eyes, under the sink, he saw a air freshener spray. With desperate scramble, he grabbed the spray in hand with his free hand. He got up on his feet, and ran over towards the side of the doorway.
In that moment, my eyes met with Jones. I knew instantly what he was going to do with air freshener spray that he had in his hand. When he saw my sword in my hand, he motioned his head towards the little girl. His small flames wavered as if it was about to go out.
Jones worded a couple of words I didn’t quite understand, and I gave him a questioning look. He pointed towards the sword in my hand followed by pointing towards the girl. My hand tightened around the hilt, not liking where this was going, but I nodded my head in understanding.
Pushing himself off the wall, Jones bolted towards the swarm of dragonfly that erratically buzzed around her body. I followed right after, closely behind him. He lifted the can of spray, and pressed downwards with a shout. “Die!”
A torrent of flames burst forward like an angry dragon breath, dousing the little girl completely. The dragonfly swirled around her like a tornado, pushing back the flames as best as it could. Many fell down, completely burnt and broken, Jones didn’t let go, allowing the spray to continue burn.
Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw the metallic sheen of the toy tank squeak forward, and aimed towards his head.
“Jones duck!” I shouted.
Jones’ finger stopped pressing the button, and he ducked. A loud sickening boom shot towards him, a large bolt of black energy flew over his head, and left a large crater in the wall. Debris flew outwards, bouncing onto Jones back. A loud gulp could be heard from Jones, when he saw the crater in the wall.
I was pushed back, stumbling backwards from the blast. My shoulder hit against the wall, no pain was felt, and I pushed off. With quick steps, I ran towards the little girl. Both hands tightened around the hilt, I swung upwards with everything I had into a slash the moment I was right in front of her.
A couple remaining dragonfly drones that were still alive zipped in front of me, blocking the attack. They crumbled onto the ground. Frustrated, I rotated my body, read to go into another swing. What I did notice was the tip of my blade nicked a bit of her neck, leaving behind a trail of blood.
Before I could go into a second swing, the little girl screamed a high pitch shrill. The sword clattered onto the ground, I fell down onto my knees, trying to dampen the deafening sound. I wanted her to stop, but I couldn’t move forward. The vocals this little girl had was no joke.
It took every ounce of strength I had to move my hands away from my ears, and reached over towards the sword. With a diagonal swing, a thin cut line appeared on her throat, silencing her vocal chords. I wasn’t able to cut in deeply, because of the shrill like sound, but that slice did the trick and my ears were safe.
Once again, I swung my sword, aiming again to lop off her head. Before I could finish the job, the little girl raised up her hand, and caught the blade with her hand. I pushed with all my strength in the hopes to cut off her hand, my muscles tensed, and even my arm started to shake from the power I put into the blade.
I barely even budged forward, the strength of this little girl’s arm didn’t compare to what I could do. My arm was tiring fast, and I was stuck in that one position, unable to do anything else.
“What are you doing?!” Jones cried out. He had finally got on his feet, spraying his makeshift fire sprayer at any nearby dragonfly drones. Ducking his head, he escaped from getting swarmed on, and instead the dragonfly drones met a torrent of fire.
“Trying. To. Cut. Off. Her. Head!” I gritted my teeth, accentuating every single words. All the muscles in my body was screaming and the pain.
“Then push harder!”
“I AM!” I roared through my teeth.
Blood continued to ooze out of the demon girl’s neck, her other free hand reached up towards her neck, trying to stop the blood.
“Kill her now!” Timothy yelled. “Before she heals!” He found a makeshift metal bar that look like he ripped off a table.
Crystal shook her head to clear her dazed mind. She raised up her rifle and shot off a couple of rounds. The first one hit the demon girl on the shoulder, the girl didn’t even flinch when the bullet hit her. Instead, she faltered backwards a couple more times, swung forward like elastic bamboo and started to walk slowly towards us like a zombie even pushing me along with her.
The other bullets were stopped by the remaining dragonfly drones that were left, Crystal’s clicked a couple more times, and drew down her gun.
“I’m all out!”
“Are you kidding me? We haven’t even killed her yet!” Timothy threw a tantrum. “She’s a freaking super zombie at the way she’s making her way over here!”
“Then why don’t you shut up and do something about it,” snapped Crystal, “because I don’t see you helping!”
“What do you want me to do? Run up to it and smack it!?” Timothy cried out in disbelief. “I could, you know, pick her up and smack her on the butt.” He stated with sarcasm.
“That would be helpful.” Crystal replied with just as much sarcasm.
“Shut up woman. It’s not like you’re doing any damage.”
“What are you talking about. I, at least, did!” Crystal squashed her body against the wall, hiding away from the helicopter or any other toys that was still out there in the hallway.
“You guys! This is no time to fight amongst each other!” Marcus shouted angrily. “I’m running out of bullets, and this damn toy helicopter is not going down!” He seethed, the continuous sound of the gunshot could be heard.
“I’m…..” The demon girl stuttered, the cut on her neck started to rapidly heal, leaving no trace of any damage left behind.
I scrunched my eyes, horrified at what I was seeing. Her voice was healing and this meant bad news. I knew I couldn’t continue to struggle with her in a strength fight between us two, I was even being pushed backwards, skidding across the ground from her strength.
“Tired!” the girl demon screamed into a shrill. My strength wavered from the painful sound.
The girl demon just half-heartedly move her arm that held my blade forward, throwing me. I flew across the hallway, hitting Marcus in the back. We both tumbled onto the ground, until I hit the wall. I slid down on the ground, flopped over dazed. My head and ear was pounding from her shrill. My eyes blinked in and out of focus, trying my best to see what was around me.
“I’m Tired. I’m Tired. I’m Tired!” The demon girl stamped her feet in anger. She took in a deep breath and started to shake uncontrollably.
Suddenly, I felt a surge of dark and malicious energy coming out from her body. I bolted upwards, stared at her for a moment, and froze. Even the others could tell that there was definitely something wrong, they could all feel the surge of power that screamed at their instincts to run.
Black energy seeped out of her hand like liquid water, pooling on the ground around her. A large puddle of black energy started to form, getting bigger and bigger. Jones stumbled and scuttled backwards, pressing the can of spray until it finally went completely out.
Something was strange about the looming shadow. We could all hear the crunching sound of breaking. Blobs of small silhouettes started to form out of the shadow.
“I don’t know what this girl is playing at, but I don’t like this,” said Marcus. His face was frozen in fear.
The silhouettes started to take shape, multiple toy tanks, helicopters, and robotic dragonfly drones emerged. I couldn’t believe how many they were, I lost count after twenty, and knew they were possibly over a thousands of them.
“Why don’t you take a nap with me?” The little girl cocked her head, her hand rested on her hips. Her words made me shudder, making me feel that death was once again only a second away. “You can sleep forever.”
“Don’t just stand there. Run!” Crystal shouted. She bolted towards the opposite direction of the girl demon. Jones, Marcus, Timothy, and I followed right behind her. We had nothing to go against the swarms of dragonfly drones that buzzed angrily towards us. There were a couple of times, I swung my blade in front of me, chopping a few dragonfly drones in half.
“This is crazy! How in the world can she do that?!” Jones cried out completely stupefied. “What is this fantastical crap? I mean can’t they just give us a ‘normal’ attack?”
“Don’t ask. You should know better than I what a child’s imagination can do.” Timothy replied, running ahead of him.
Crystal turned a sharp right, she skid and picked herself back up. Her feet rushed forward, the others followed pursuit closely behind.
I ran as fast as my feet could carry me, and right now, I was the last one following after Crystal. Compare to the other four, they were a lot faster than me, making me wish I had the speed to run as fast as them.
Off in the distance, I saw Crystal pushed open the door way to the fire escape. She bolted in, while Jones, Timothy, and Marcus followed closely behind her. I felt a sudden shiver from my back and instinctively moved towards the left. A swish of air blew past me as dark energy bullet shot by. With a devastating boom, it hit against the wall, disintegrating it in seconds.
Air hit me in the face, causing me to lurch backwards slightly off balance.It took a moment to get my barrings. I scrambled forward, my hand reached out towards the door, and slammed into it. The door flew open, and I faltered forward, catching myself just in time, before I could fall down the stairs.
I flew down, half jumping down a couple of flights to frantically running in between. We all headed straight downwards to the next floor. An explosive sound was heard overhead. I knew instantly the tank had possibly caused a hole through the door, I didn’t stop to look up, and I flew past the half closing door. We continue to run through the dim hallway as fast as our feet could take us. Crystal kicked opened the cafeteria door, and stormed through.
We all followed after, continuing to walk through without stopping. I noticed they were a handful of other Ouroboros present in the Cafeteria, eating their lunch. Five were females, and only two were males. I wondered how the two males ended up on this floor, but I didn’t ask. They were completely surprised at our sudden entrance.
“Crystal?!” One of the blond girls shouted out towards Crystal. She and her group of four other variety of mixed race of girls got up right after. “What’s going on?”
“No time to explain. We got demon infiltration and two possible Legendary or ?Myth Class Demons in the building.”
“What?! That’s impossible. You were the one who set up the protection, how did it fail?” She asked, power walking next to her.
“I don’t exactly know, but the chance are it wasn’t strong enough to hold against a either type of Demons.” Crystal pushed past a wooden door, and into the kitchen. She made her way towards the back, where they were a second invisible door the size of a small cabinet next to the freezer.
“Hey, wait. Why didn’t you check them if they were demon or not?” Timothy asked, pointing at the girls.
“Because, I just don’t like you.” She bluntly replied.
“Wow, that’s harsh.”
“I know, right?”She replied sarcastically.
I had to wonder, what did Timothy do to get hated so much. From Jones, now to Crystal. He must’ve seriously messed up somewhere down the line to get a cold shoulder.
Leaning over, she adjusted her eyes towards the scanner, and a loud beeping sound could be heard. The door clicked unlock and opened. She reached inside, and drew out multiple handguns, magazines, and boxes of bullets.
Marcus came over and help her bring everything to the nearest counter to lay out.
“So, that’s what it was? A weapon safe?” The blond girl asked in surprise.
“Yea.” Crystal continually took out a couple more handguns, and the rest were the bullets and magazines. “We need to make our way down to the basement. We can’t stay here too long.”
“How are you so sure, that the demon’s haven’t infiltrated from the bottom floor?” Timothy asked, he leaned against the counter, staring at the boxes of bullets. “We just met one crazy little girl with insane toys. How are we sure that there’s not going to be twenty more below us?”
“We don’t.” Crystal spoke, but it seems the two that we meet came from the top, in which case, I don’t know how that’s possible. There might be grunts below, but I don’t want to tango with what we just went through.” She took out the last box of bullet, and walked over with loads of small boxes in her arm. The boxes spilled out onto the table.
“Going blind is suicide.”
Crystal stopped loading the bullets into the magazine, and frowned at Timothy. “For your information, right now the security room for all the camera’s are on the 1st floor. I don’t know about you, but there is no other way.”
“Yes there is.” Timothy gave a crooked smile. “Give me a computer and I’ll show you what I can do.”
“The nearest computer is a few doors down.”
“That’s good enough for me.”
“Before we go, take and some ammo.”
“Already ahead of you.” Timothy hand curled around the nearest gun, and started to load the bullets into the magazine. Jones also took one, while the girl with the blond hair, and a skinny looking guy took another.
I on the other hand was a bit more comfortable with what I had. This sword was the first weapon that actually passed through the demon’s defense, in which case telling me that this sword was a lot more efficient than a gun right now.
Suddenly, the door to the kitchen burst open. A young man, in his early teen, ran into the room frazzled. “Help! The demons are here!”
“Shit.” Jones cursed. “So soon?”
“Well then ladies, are you ready for another fight for your life?” Marcus clicked in a magazine and slid back the slide.
“When whenever you are.” Timothy gave him a curt smile that told me that he was actually excited about the fight ahead.
“No.” I replied, knowing that I wasn’t. Diving headfirst into danger wasn’t what I wanted to do, and today was one of those dangerous days.