DP: Betrayal & Corruption (Unrevised Version)

Ch: 15

“I-I’m.. g-glad that y-you’re… h-here….” Danny suddenly yelped, feeling something tugging his waist line.

Tiassale jumped back. Danny looked behind him, surprised at a tendril wrapped around him from the blank space. Another had risen from the area, reaching down to pull off something next to him. It swiftly flipped up, a metal sound being heard, and in an instant, it flung around Danny like the first at his arms, pulled back harshly. Again, he screamed by the pain it had jerked.

“Danny!” Tiassale’s eyes widen by the sight of the actions and jumped in to save his friend from the bullet-like tendrils.

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During the fight inside the possessed halfa, Furor’s other half was getting closer to Amity Park, the extra set of arms puncturing the soil. Thick air of fog layered around below him, the night full bloom in the sky and bright moonlight casts its well glow to the forestry landscape. Shining upon his shadowy body, his transparency was fully noticeable, the faint atmosphere of fear surrounding the boundless journey. One claw twitched in excitement for bloody murdering.

At the border between the forest and road, the shadow figure had no mind of on-coming drivers. Heck, why not get a taste of torture before entering the city. He trekked out onto the road, his tentacles now hitting the asphalt. Whenever there were vehicles coming, one will lash out and kill the person driving it. So far on his way to the city, four were wrecked, leaving a couple on fire or crushed with people in them. The malicious grin, malevolent blood eyes and monstrous jagged teeth were bound to be seen through the chaos of emotions, mostly despair.

‘Won’t be long now…’ He chuckled lightly.

Behind him about a half a mile away, the wrecked RV containing the group tried its best to catch up with Furor, the older halfa and robotic ghost flying above them scouting for the enemy.

Vlad flew a bit faster than Skulker on the way, not bothering to accidentally start a conversation in the awkward silence. Why not try piecing the puzzle while flying to stop the enemy? He doubted the chance of getting the Little Badger back sooner than they can think. What did the young halfa say who to rescue? Something about captured; who were the captured? He didn’t finish what he would’ve said after Furor took back over.

Vlad sighed silently and bowed his head, worry glazed over his red eyes. Skulker took notice, seeing his friend down and moved closer to hearing reach. Better give him confidence again. “It’ll be alright, Vlad. We can get him back without problems."

Vlad nodded, a smile formed on his lips, and turned his head away, a surprised look found its way onto him. He saw that they had caught up to Furor in a small amount of time. The RV below them was getting out top notch weaponry with the three teenagersarmed with ecto-guns. A confused expression took over him, including Skulker

An upcoming driver heads towards Furor, him swinging a tentacle straight at it. Before it hit the ground, Skulker quickly flew to the side, dodging two other swings and nabbing the vehicle out of the way. That might’ve been his first good act. Settling the car down, Skulker flew back to Vlad’s side and activated both missile launchers from his shoulders. Aiming them at Furor, Vlad readied himself with glowing pink fists, sending one off at his direction.

Furor swiftly batted it away with the use of one feeler and narrowed his eyes in displeasure. “You shall not intervene with my plans, mongrels!”

Skulker smirked and shot another round of missiles, ending up blasting two tendrils and one whacking some in the air. Getting closer to Furor from the back, Vlad raised his hands over his head and blasted the shadow’s back where the tendrils were connected. Withering tendrils shook while in the air, a sizzling sound heard from the hit. He hoped not to cause the possessed Little Badger too much harm. Once the pain had subsided, Furor swung a shaking tentacle at Vlad, whipping him back to the asphalt and creating a crater to result the blow.

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Much faster than the second feeler, the third whipped Tiassale off, nearly hitting the 'floor' at the final second. He circled around the black limbs rapidly, blasting them as he dodged the other two coming straight at him. The doppelganger twisted all over the shooting black arms, successfully out-flying their whipping ends. He chuckled at the failed attempts of his enemy’s hits, leaving him impatiently angry. Tiassale grinned, stopping at mid-flight and produced an electric red ball in his claws.

Before he didn’t realize Danny was behind Furor at the last minute doing the same, Tiassale released the mass of energy, mistakenly seeing Furor dodging his shot. It went straight through the enemy and impacted the real ghost. A screech like none he ever heard ranged out, followed by a maniacal laugh above him after.

Time would’ve slowed down for him if it weren’t for Furor grabbing his throat. Forced to turn around, having thoughts rushing at him about what will happen to Danny, Tiassale didn’t need to face Furor now. He freaked as his grip tightened more, letting out a scarce gasp. Bad timing.

“Let me go!” Tiassale managed to speak out, clawing away Furor’s iron grip. Panic raised more in his mind at the thought of Danny’s fall and the grip tightening more. His eyes flickered from the black space to Furor’s crazily bloody ones. “I have to save him! He could be hurt!”

“Don’t have to anymore Tiassale,” Furor soothingly purred in his ear, “He’s no use to you anymore.”

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Thought of being a little mean in this chapter. Hope you guys like the story so far! ^-^