Light And Death.

Chapter Five: Battle

It didn’t take a long time for Jordan’s healthy return, he was really distraught when he found out what had happened, we all know Jordan was a simp for Anjola, he was fighting back tears after he saw her head on the floor, he was pissed at me for not burying her immediately but that was honestly the least of our problems, we were stranded on enemy land, weakened and vulnerable, that does not really give you a lot of edge when it came to chances of getting out alive. Elizabeth on the other hand was very angry, she was pissed at everything, she wanted revenge against the Death Squad for taking away the love of her life, whatever that is supposed to mean. I’ve always known Elizabeth to be like glass, extremely fragile, but if you break her, she’ll cut you and she’ll cut you really deep. I had told her I was scared of losing her and that I’ll do whatever I could to protect her but then, she wasn’t even mine, she just simply looked at me like I was an w***e and then hissed loudly. We prepared to go into the lair, knowing we were probably going to walk our last steps then, I was really optimistic tho, I knew the Death Squad were going to accept me into their ranks, I wasn’t so sure about Jordan and Elizabeth, the Death Squad tried recruiting me a few times but ultimately always failed. They knew I was an important asset for the league of light and for that simple reason, they wanted me on their side, never to leave, they had never even paid attention to Jordan and Elizabeth tho, that could be bad news but then again, they had let them live, it must have been for a reason, I had another option tho, I made another plan, one in case all of my perceptions and calculations are wrong, Jordan was going to enter everyone’s head and give them hallucinations, that wouldn’t affect his dad and mine since his father was stronger than him and if his mind games didn’t work on me, I doubt they’d work on my dad, we had immunity to the mind techniques of Jordan’s family, to rectify the problems of my dad and his, I would kill his dad so as to ensure he doesn’t free the other’s from Jordan’s mind control. My dad was another case, I and Elizabeth would fight him, after all, his weakness was electricity, and Elizabeth could produce a lot of that, I wondered what my weakness was since electricity had no effect on me but now was really not the time to be thinking about that. I asked Jordan and Elizabeth if they understood the plan and after they nodded, we headed straight to the hideout.

We entered the lair and although it looked really small outside, it was huge inside, although, most of it was underground, the topmost floor was just ground level, the place looked really empty and I didn’t know what to do next, we were about to get into the elevator when I remembered the dangers of that, we took the stairs, death was the one adventure I had patience for. We saw no one till we got to the ground floor, there, we were yet to emerge when I heard my dad’s voice, he was probably giving a speech, I heard him say a few annoying words like “To serve the light, we must work in the dark”, that felt like bullshit coming from a man nicknamed the butcher. He had given me so many problems, even his own enemies had come after me, like it was my fault my dad offended them, I have only survived so far because the fire inside me burned hotter and brighter than the fire around me, the fire consuming me. I have always been fighting demons and the last time I saw my dad, he told me that while I was fighting my demons, I should see to it I don’t become a demon, whatever that meant. He also told me to be careful while I fight other people’s demons because that could awaken my own demons. The last time I saw him was on my last birthday, every year, he sends packages to me, no one knows how they arrive and even after strict surveillance, it still remains a mystery, the package of this year simply advised me on how to survive this cold and cruel world, whatever that was supposed to mean. The next thing I heard him say while we were in the lair sent shivers down my spine, my dad said out loud “Well then, children, you’re welcome to my world, the world where dreams become nightmares, now come out, or death shall come to you swiftly”. I ushered Elizabeth and Jordan out immediately, we were now facing the member’s of the league of light, they were quite a lot, if Jordan used his powers on all of them, he would most certainly die. I had to abandon our plan B at that moment, I wanted to protect them, not kill them. I would have to change our plans to something more convenient and although, I had no ideas then, my mind was a weapon and it was always loaded, I will most certainly think something up. My dad took away almost all of my attention tho, he told me we were going to be judged here on two conditions, weak and useful, he explained to us that he was simply the executor, he was not the judge, and we would be judged after we fought him, if we fought him for over five minutes and still survived, he would let us live, otherwise, we die, and if we choose not to fight, we die. This all felt like a nightmare, I wanted to wake up from this nightmare but it was hard to wake up from a nightmare if you were not asleep. My heart was racing, I was scared but I had to muster courage, after all, evil is powerless when good is not afraid. My dad then said to us, if you survive, you can’t fight for someone else, he wouldn’t let us set ourselves on fire to keep others warm. I was scared but if I’m right, fear was just an illusion, it can controlled, I was starting to fear the fire, it was time I became one, I wanted to punch my dad, I still hated him for killing my mom but my body couldn’t move, I was weak and numb, I didn’t know why but I was starting to accept defeat. I fought him for five minutes straight and did quite well, Elizabeth too did the same but Jordan was my fear, he was rather weak physically, his strength was mental. He wouldn’t survive a minute fighting my dad, Jordan entered the battle much confident than he should have been, and then, members of the death squad started falling into slumber, my dad must have thought it was Jordan but then, we both know Jordan could never fight my dad and still control the others, he needed to be stable to do that, one look left and he saw someone else, someone who looked a lot like Jordan or was it Jordan that looked like him, no matter, my dad took off his head in a split second and then, the member’s of the league started getting up, I knew I could take most of them but this was a losing battle, no matter, we had no choice, it looked ugly and we had a 99 percent chance of dying but we had to head into BATTLE………………