Journey to the west

Ch 7

The desert air cut through him as he progressed to the zuya nation. The crooked of the crooked would rather be caught by whatever law that could be called left in this world than transverse into zuya nation? No matter the crime or how petty you were, you have to be desperate or stupid to enter their nation. The devil reached a dark forest, and bodies hung from the tree lines, deterring even the toughest of men and women. He looked over. "Guess war has been hard at work." The devil said with a stern voice as he noticed movement in the trees. "Zuya nation is a place where civil goes to die.........and by the looks of it..." He drew his rifle shooting at an arrow that began to fly at him. "It's been killed." He said as his face twisted and contorted changing shape and form. His body began to change from pale skinny to red and bulky. Knowing War only knew one thing and one thing only "War I'm coming, buddy." He said to himself, sending fire from his rifle destroying the trees. Screams could be heard from the blaze as the devil began to glow from the fire. "Anyone else want to burn to death?" He asked c*****g an eyebrow waiting for a response. "You really know how to get someone's attention." War's voice came from the darkness of the trees. The devil stood firmed "War we need the band back together it's time we make....." Suddenly, an arrow lit on fire flew past his head,leaving a gash across the head of the devil. "Damn, missed by an inch." He could hear War say from the shadows. "You want to play this game?" The devil asked, aiming his rifle straight at the forest. "Yes." War laughed even the devil could hear his voice change."Changing already, old boy?" The devil asked, shooting three rounds at the forest, sending it ablaze. Screams could be heard for miles as the devil unleashed round after round into the forest burning the patrons alive. Some say to this day you can still smell the flesh being burned from the devil in that forest. War smiled, his bloodlust smile shining in the flames. "There's the old devil." He leaped forward, looking more dog than man, ready to rip out the devil's throat. With cat-like precession, the devil knocked War away. Then he unleashed another hail of bullets onto War, only aiming to injure him. War realizing what the devil was doing howled "You are still soft as ever aren't ya?" Once again he leaped after the devil. Knocking him down to the ground, gnashing at him. "Die. die. die." War repeated, trying his best to naw on the devil's bones. "Like hell I will." The devil grunted, forcing the dog version of War to fly back slamming into a tree. Blood spued from his mouth as he began to charge War. Closing War's mouth closed, he slammed him hard into the ground, shattering the earth beneath them. The devil wrapped his arms around the throat of War and began to squeeze tighter and tighter. "You....will...listen.....to me." The devil struggled to say as War began to buck and kick the air trying to throw the devil from his shoulders. "I'll kill you bastard." War said lunging high into the sky. Tighter like a constrictor catching its prey, the devil held on to. "Jus go down, old friend." If he could jus incapacitate War maybe then he would listen to reason. "Let.......go....of......me." War roared losing momentum. Only a few minutes later, he collapsed to the ground, eyes rolled in the back of his head, and his body turned back into his human form. Quickly acting the devil tied up War and waited for him to awake.