Caleb could hear the sounds happening around him, but he was unable to move. The poison was causing his whole body to become numb, cold, and tormented by memories of his past. A particular memory had assaulted him remembering how weak and vulnerable he had been.
A small figure was hunched on the ground in front of Lillie, who was bending down to be leveled with him, as she reached her hand out for him. Lillie looked to be still just a child that looked to be eight in appearance. However she stood out in terms of her fancy attire. She was in front of a large house that seemed to loom over them.
There was concern in her eyes at how scared the boy before her was.
"Please… I-I didn' mean t' get in y-your w-way! D-don't hur' me!" the figure pleaded. He spluttered over his words hiding his face in his arms shaking in fear. Lillie blinked at him completely bewildered.
"I won't hurt you… Not for bumping into me. That would be stupid," Lillie said in disbelief at the thought of being so cruel for only bumping into her accidentally," It's really okay…"
"Y-you… aren' goin' t-to hit me?"
Lillie shook her head and realized the boy may not have seen it. She said," Of course not… It was an accident."
Suddenly a whip sounded landing on the boy's back causing him to flinch. Lillie looked up to see a tall, middle-aged male staring down at her with a curled lip.
"Was he doing anything to bug you, young one," the male questioned her in a gruff manner. Lillie got up from the ground shaking her head.
"No sir. He wasn't causing me any trouble," Lillie answered in a polite tone putting her hands behind her back as she looked up at the towering male before her innocently. The male kicked the figure on the ground roughly.
"Get up, boy!" the male snarled viciously. The boy slowly got up despite the pain in his stomach to reveal his face. He was horribly disfigured by beatings he seemed to have received but was never treated. Lillie had given him a sympathetic look towards him too shocked by the male's cruelty before her to say anything.
The commanding presence had made Lillie take a step back. The middle-aged male had grabbed the boy by his clothes and roughly shoved him forward with a foot. It caused the boy to nearly lose his footing but caught himself before he fell again.
"Get a move on, good for nothing," the male's voice boomed at him. The young, disfigured boy glanced over his shoulder at the girl, who was the only one in his entire life that showed him any hint of kindness. He was going to remember her even if the young girl would forget him he had thought absently to himself.
No one had ever given him any mercy even though he had been a child. They lashed out at him out of fear of how he had looked because of all the beatings he had taken. Except for Lillie.
Caleb had promised himself that he would never be that weak anymore and he would be able to protect the very few things important to him. That he would never let anything reduce him to that again. He fought against what the poison was doing to him. Any normal person would have never been able to resist its effects.
Caleb blinked his eyes open grimacing at the pain in his chest when he tried to breath. He felt pain in his shoulders as he looked down to find daggers. He grimaced as he pulled both daggers out roughly. He finally remembered what had happened before he was nailed to the wall with the daggers as he grumbled loudly," Damn them…"
Caleb fell to his knees unable to hold himself up. He winced before he heard a loud noise from outside. He could sense Lillie and then the same shadow powers that he possessed. Caleb had scowled.
Lillie might have created another guardian but how? Didn't she need her blood combined with her powers? She had that pocketknife with her…
Caleb could hear a heartbeat beating faster and faster from worry and fear. It was Lillie's… Confused and a little worried Caleb rushed to stand up as he tried to make his way to the sliding door but fell back to the floor. He clenched his teeth in frustration.
"Once I get my hands on Isaac or that bastard… I'm going to kill them both."
The scythe cut through the ground destroying the surrounding forest from the strength behind it. A crater was formed from the perimeter where the scythe had struck.
Lillie had barely been able to dodge from the devastating attack that just happened. She had no weapon to defend herself. Alexis seemed to be slashing at things that weren't there and it was like he had a grudge against it.
Lillie didn't even have a weapon to defend herself. Alexis had dumped the pocketknife when they had arrived to this place not wanted it to drain him.
Alexis was coming towards her at a speed she could barely comprehend ready to bring down the scythe on her. Lillie quickly dove out of the way. Alexis swung the scythe against causing Lillie to quickly grab the handle of the scythe taking the blunt of the attack as it picked up dust.
Lillie had ended up with a cut down her left shoulder causing her to wince. Alexis had put more strength behind it causing Lillie to skid a bit. His strength was crippling as she dug her foot into the ground. Lillie quickly let go and rolled away as the scythe cut straight ahead a few meters.
Alexis could only see his enemies flooding towards him as he slashed at them mercilessly with his scythe cutting them down. However, his enemies came at him engulfing him into the darkness.
Lillie watched on in horror as Alexis slashed wildly at something that wasn't there narrowly hitting her with the blunt of his attacks uplifting the dust and cracking the ground apart. The shadows were now fully surrounding him. Lillie could tell that Alexis was fighting against something she couldn't see.
Until the red tattoos began to show, Alexis was still on the verge of being ripped apart by the shadows or becoming an insane creature attacking anyone he saw fit. Alexis came towards her. When he swung the scythe, shadow-like curved blades seemed to ripple off from it. It didn't create as much damage hitting the ground lightly.
Lillie could only remember the numerous demons that had failed to overcome the shadows to become a guardian. If the shadows ever went against Alexis, she'd have to find a way to end him and in her current state she wasn't able to do that.
Alexis could see the dark god before him speaking but he couldn't hear what it was. The cruel smile lingering on the dark god's face sent a chill through him.
Alexis stopped in mid-slash as he let out a painful cry. The shadows were trying to rip him apart as shadow-like blades came outwards towards them.
Lillie stared in horror as shadow-like blade came straight at her. She couldn't defend against this… not in her current state. Lillie closed her eyes.
When nothing came at her, Lillie opened her eyes slowly to see someone had come in shielding her from the shadow-like blade. Her eyes widened.
Caleb had fallen to one knee as he scowled. Blood dripped from the stab wounds that he sustained on his shoulder.
"Lillie, don't close your eyes… Hasn't anyone told you that?" he growled deep in his throat. Lillie looked in concern at him. Her attention was caught as she heard Alexis' scream a few meters from them. Alexis was in pain and completely overwhelmed with a mixture of emotions. The injustice of whatever he was seeing.
"No more… No more… Make all of the pain stop," Alexis spoke in a demonic tone. Lillie swallowed. She wanted to make her way to Alexis. Caleb grabbed her wrist.
"He's losing… to the shadow powers when he started to attack wildly," Caleb growled at her maliciously. He seemed to be barely capable of holding himself up with a hand as he gave her a stern glare," He needs to be killed."
Lillie bit her lower lip looking at Caleb with a conflicted expression as she attempted to think of what she should do.
"No… I did this to him, Caleb, and I am going to try to help him control those shadows before you kill him. He can still be saved," Lillie exclaimed in a serious yet desperate tone.
Caleb managed to get to his feet stumbling backwards as Lillie helped him from falling back to the ground. He narrowed his dark eyes at her.
Caleb spoke in a rather low, ragged tone, "Then… Just hurry before I either give in to this damn poison... again, or I regret letting you drag me into helping you… again."
Stark was barely able to dodge the sword as he felt the blade narrowly miss his throat. Then he quickly grabbed the back end of the blade when it passed his throat with his injured hand. Stark winced slightly forgetting about Ruby burning that hand. The shadows engulfed Seth's hand and began to take over the long sword. A burst of shadows forced Stark to let go and skid back. Stark scowled as the bandage wrap on his hand fell to the floor. His hand had only healed a little. Now he had lost a bit of its mobility from the shadows.
Stark gave a wry, cocky smirk towards Seth and coaxed," Is that all you got, Seth?"
Seth swung the long sword at Stark as shadows seemed to rip apart from it. A shadow-like blade came at Stark causing him to use his black sword to attempt to block it. The blade of the black sword began to crack from the power behind the shadow-like blade. The black sword seemed to leak a black substance coating the entire sword with it. It resembled the shadows as a black aura seemed to now surround the black sword.
Seth scowled becoming frustrated. He brought down the long sword on the floor causing the floor to begin to crack. Stark sidestepped a couple of steps away from the crack as he snapped his attention back to Seth. However, Seth had disappeared.
Loki was staring at the odd shadow powers that Seth and Stark kept using. He was becoming curious of what these shadow powers were capable of. It had been the same type that had controlled him and almost kill Lillie. However, Lillie was more than capable of getting rid of the control. When he saw Seth, he felt like he was familiar… like they had met before. His brow furrowed.
Seth appeared behind Stark and swung that long sword horizontally. Stark quickly blocked it with his bare hand unable to use his black sword since it was in his opposite hand. Blood trickled from the palm of his hand. Seth smirked looking satisfied. Stark grimaced looking suspicious of Seth.
"What is with that smug smirk of yours?" Stark questioned.
"You're about to find out in about… Now."
Stark's eyes widened as he stared at his injured hand. The veins were becoming black trailing up his arm to the rest of his body. Poison. What kind of poison was this?
He was going to keep attacking until it rendered him unable to move. Stark shoved the long sword from his grip and then roughly swung his black sword down on Seth. He had a rather sadistic smile over his face. This was definitely becoming interesting for him… He hadn't been this excited for a fight in ages.
"Let me give you a fight you won't forget Seth. Not even the poison you coated on your sword will stop me," Stark exclaimed in a dark tone as he felt himself becoming weaker by the minute and his one arm was becoming paralyzingly numb. At least his sword arm was still good as the shadows began to engulf up his arm.
Seth ran his tongue through his teeth and sneered," Just like that werewolf. You both are messed up barbarians. That werewolf and you never deserved those powers."