Breaking Deluce (6 page)

The doctor had a huge smile on his face as he strolled on over to Damon. He took his time; he knew Damon was beaten and unarmed—completely helpless.

The doctor stood over Damon, who was lying face down in the dirt. He gave him a swift kick in the ribs, causing him to roll over. “I want to look you in the eye as I kill you,” the doctor taunted.

The doctor grabbed Damon by his wrists, raising him into the air. Damon dangled there and lifted his head up to look the doctor in the eye. The doctor was staring right back at him. “You know, this brings back memories. I think it was ten years ago. A hunter by the name of Hoch Jager had been tracking me for miles,” the doctor explained before interrupting himself. “Oh
,
weird, that’s your last name too, isn’t it. Was he a relative?”

“That was my grandfather,” Damon coughed out. “So you’re the monster who took him from me. I made a promise to avenge his death and I swore I would.”

“Well now it looks like you are going to share his fate.”

The doctor started pulling on Damon’s arms, straightening him up. Using the momentum, Damon kicked hard into the doctor’s chest, sending the doctor stumbling backward onto his backside. Damon fell to the ground, bouncing off and back onto his feet. The doctor jumped to his feet and looked at Damon.

Damon’s eyes were now blood red with pitch-black pupils. “Oh, still got a lil’ fight left in you—and I can see why. Been consuming demons’ blood, have you now?” the doctor mocked. “Demons’ blood or not, you will be crushed by my hand.”

The doctor lunged forward and swung at Damon, who easily dodged it. The demons’ blood, activated by his rage, had put Damon on an even playing field with the doctor.

Damon ripped off his shirt as his blood began to boil. Steam rose from his skin as he stood ready for the doctor’s next attack.

The doctor reached down and with each of his gigantic hands grabbed rocks the size of soccer balls. He leapt high into the air before falling right at Damon. Damon tried to step back but the doctor hurled a rock, forcing Damon to leap forward to dodge it. The second rock followed shortly after the first one, nailing Damon square in the back.

Damon couldn’t move as the doctor came slamming down into his back. He screamed out in pain as the doctor didn’t let up and proceeded to pound Damon into the ground.

Grabbing the ground and slowly pushing himself up, Damon shouted, “I will not fail!”

Damon pushed with all of his strength throwing the doctors balance off as he stumbled back. They both quickly composed themselves as Damon made the first move with a quick right cross to the doctor’s face. The doctor backed slowly away as Damon continued with a barrage of punches before slipping inside on the doctor. He grabbed the doctor’s arm as he threw him over his shoulder and into a tree.

The tree cracked as the doctor collided with it, breaking in half and falling away as the doctor slid to its roots. Damon grabbed one of the soccer ball-sized rocks with both hands. He raised it high into the air as he ran forward at the doctor. He brought the rock crashing down hard into the doctor’s head. He repeated this over and over until the doctor’s head was no longer recognizable and looked more like a smashed-in pumpkin than anything.

Damon dropped the small boulder and turned away as his eyes returned to their normal shade of ice blue. He stumbled forward, then fell to his knees. He could feel his body cooling down as the demon’s blood left his system. When the power of the demons’ blood left his body, he was overcome by sheer exhaustion, collapsing face-first into the dirt.

Damon was woken up by a large foot slamming down on his chest. He could barely breathe as he looked up at the doctor’s misshapen face staring down at him. He tried to move but the doctor’s foot firmly held him down.

The doctor started laughing, “Your grandpa fell for the same trick.”

The doctor reached down and grabbed Damon’s arms. He started pulling on them as Damon screamed. He could feel himself being pulled apart. He looked to the sky, fearing that this was truly the end—but then, without warning, the pain stopped.

Damon thought he had to be dead but he could still feel the doctor’s giant foot on his chest. He looked up at the doctor and could see the blade of his sword sticking through the doctor’s chest.

The blade began to glow a bright white. The doctor screamed and grabbed at the blade, but as his hands touched the blade, they too begin to glow white. The white light spread completely over the doctor’s body. A slight gust of wind blew through the trees and the white light flaked away, taking pieces of the doctor with it. As the doctor slowly flaked to pieces a strong gust of wind kicked up and blew away what remained of the doctor.

Damon looked up and still standing there, holding his sword, was Mona. The sword’s aura was now a bright white. He looked at her and said, “You’re one of them.”

“What do you mean one of them?” Mona asked.

Mona looked down and saw that Damon had passed out. She dropped the sword and fell to his side yelling, “Damon!”

Mona checked Damon’s pulse as she held his head. His pulse was strong so she laid him down to rest, then rose to her feet and started walking toward the waterfall. When she got there, she looked down and saw Jason’s body lying face-down on the bank of the creek. “Jason!” she shouted as she looked for a way to get down to him.

Mona found a path that led downwards, but she had to go around a large plateau that surrounded the waterfall. When she got down to the banks of the creek, Jason’s body had vanished. She looked around for him but there was no sign of him anywhere. She wondered if she was crazy, perhaps seeing things that weren’t there, when she saw something shiny in the water. Kneeling down, she could see the dagger the doctor had stabbed Jason with. She grabbed the dagger and headed back to Damon.

When Mona reached the top of the waterfall, she saw Damon’s body was gone. “Damon!” she shouted.

Mona’s voice echoed, but there was no reply. She was all alone—except for where Damon’s body had been: his sword was stuck in the ground. She reached into her pocket and found his car keys were still there, then slowly approached the weapon. When she pulled the sword out of the ground and examined it, she noticed an inscription along the blade.
Quando la luce di dio ritorna, questa lama si illumine di bianco.

Mona couldn’t understand it, but she guessed it had something to do with being chosen. She just didn’t know what she was chosen for. All she knew was she had to find Damon.