With the Demons + Part 18 (cont)
Duo watched the two vampires converse, amazed at the idiocy of it all.
He could draw a gun now and kill Odin. They could pick up their people
and go home. His hand strayed towards his hip.
Something cold flowed through Duo, something that made his hand freeze
and pulse quicken from fear. It was Odin’s touch. Immediately, Duo reached
for his power, bringing it boiling to the surface before Odin could trap
it, keeping it out of his reach. He felt the cold retreat, fading away
into nothing but a bad memory.
"Not again," Duo said, blinking at Odin through the blackness
covering his eyes. "Get out of my head, you bastard."
"The puppet has teeth," Odin said, his gaze focused on Heero.
"He will kill you one day, little Heero."
"He may kill me one day, but he’ll kill you today, Odin. Don’t underestimate
"He is to me as a newborn kitten to a lion."
Odin was the poster boy for annoying people; he had to be. Duo let go
of his barriers, let his power flow out and strike Odin head on. The vampire’s
"This kitten has claws," Duo said, a feeling of elation washing
over him as he felt Odin’s life drain away. The thought of enjoying killing
him this much made him hesitate, made him lose his focus long enough for
Odin to break away and take a stumbling step backwards.
Duo fell back, dizzy for a split second. Shit. That couldn’t be good.
Odin was staring at him, cold hate burning in his eyes.
"I will enjoy breaking you, boy," Odin spat. "I will enjoy
making you kill your lover."
"Oh, shut up!" Duo snapped. "Jesus, don’t you ever shut
up!?" So he was a little pissed. Understandable, right?
"Enough, Duo," Heero said, his eyes glowing. "You can’t
own him, Odin," the vampire growled, turning to him. "No one
Well, that was nice to know. Which meant, of course, that Odin was going
to kill him. Try and kill him, anyway. That was better than being owned
by him. Anything was better than that.
"Alex, kill the lamia," Odin said coldly.
Hairband Boy, Alex, grinned, backhanding Dorothy. Her lip split and blood
glistened against her skin. His partner, still not named, mirrored Alex’s
grin. His teeth shone brilliantly white compared to the dark chocolate
tone of his skin.
That wasn’t supposed to happen. Duo was almost sure it wasn’t supposed
to happen quite like that.
"If you kill her," Heero said, "Catherine’s wolf dies."
"What does it matter to me?" Odin asked. "He is nothing."
"No!" Catherine said, lunging forward. "Walker is mine,"
she hissed at Odin.
Dorothy grunted and fell to her knees as Alex drew back his fist and punched
her in the stomach. Or she would have, if he hadn’t had a death grip on
her throat. She grasped his wrist, fingernails digging into his skin.
He didn’t seem to notice.
The other man beside Treize blocked him from aiding Dorothy. Duo narrowed
his eyes. Treize should have been able to tear that idiot in two bloody
"What have you done to them?" Heero asked.
"I? I have done nothing to them," Odin said, all smiles again.
"That’s it, enough is fucking enough, already," Duo said. "I’m
sick of all this vampire shit. You want to kill me? Fine." He had
both the Glock and the new Ruger in his hands, both pointed at the ground.
Odin stared at him, shock evident on his face. And that was what Duo had
hoped for. He raised his arm, quickly sighting down the barrel and pulling
Odin snarled, dropping low and swiftly moving away. The man holding Treize
jerked, blood spraying from his shoulder. Treize’s elbow snapped up, striking
the man full in the face. The man stumbled back but kept his feet. Lunging
towards Dorothy, Treize caught her around the waist, tumbling both them
and Alex to the ground.
Duo focused on Odin, quickly firing two more shots. One grazed his face
while the other hit him solidly in the collarbone. Blood and thicker things
flew from the wound, splattering Odin’s face in a gory mask. Rashid launched
himself at Duo, slamming into him and knocking him to the ground.
Instantly, Wufei was above them, wrapping his arms around the much larger
man and roughly hauling him back. An inhuman roar burst from the shifter’s
throat as he flung Rashid away. The big man quickly got to his feet, but
Wufei had already taken a flying leap into the air, a flash of light and
heat emanating from him. When he landed again, he had shifted, swinging
a huge, clawed paw at Rashid’s face.
Duo scooted back, trying to get his breath. He rolled to his feet. Both
guns were somehow still in his hands. Good. Peachy. Now he needed something
to kill. He cast about, trying to pinpoint Odin. He had a brief flash
of Heero snarling at Odin, his hand wrapped around Odin’s throat and tearing
through flesh like paper.
Bursts of energy assaulted Duo as the shifters around him changed form.
He faltered, drowning in power. Someone was beside him, and he whirled
around, gun pointed. Quatre stared back at him, unflinching. Duo slowly
eased his finger off the trigger.
The blonde unexpectedly shoved Duo aside, aiming a savage kick at the
head of a large gray wolf that was in mid-jump. The animal dropped to
the ground, roughly shaking its head. It lunged forward again, clawing
at Quatre’s face. The vampire raised his arms, blocking with one and latching
onto a leg with the other. He twisted brutally, and Duo heard the wet
pop of a joint breaking.
Duo turned, searching for Heero and Odin once more. They were close by
now, only ten feet or so away. Cold tendrils of Odin’s power brushed by
the edges of his mind. The larger vampire’s throat was torn and bleeding.
Heero’s arm was dark red to the elbow. Odin stood a few feet away from
him, struggling to breathe even as Heero slowly advanced. Heero’s energy
flared, exploding over Duo and almost knocking him to his knees. Odin
winced, stumbling backwards. Another surge of power quickly followed,
forcing Odin to the ground. Heero bent, balanced on the balls of his feet.
He was speaking quickly, quietly. Odin’s eyes rolled up, fear shining
like a beacon in his eyes. He was a far cry from the overconfident prick
he’d shown himself to be.
Heero reached out painfully slow. Odin’s eyes narrowed. Duo felt the cold
energy grow. He opened his mouth to warn Heero, taking a few running steps
forward and gathering up his own power to help stop Odin. Heero lashed
out, lightening quick, and plunged his hands into Odin’s chest. The larger
vamp screamed. Heero’s face remained impassive. The sick, wet tear of
flesh reached Duo’s ears. He watched in morbid fascination as Heero ripped
Odin’s chest inside out.
Something screamed, loud and pitiful. Duo jerked to the side, startled,
and caught sight of Catherine. She had a long whip in her hands, he saw,
before she hauled her arm back and let fly, the black length glinting
oddly. Duo cursed and flung himself aside, dropping to the ground with
a jarring thud. He aimed and fired, hoping that he hit his mark. A wordless
scream echoed in his ears for his trouble. Then the whip was back, snapping
across Duo’s cheek. Searing pain flared across his face and he felt metal
teeth bite into his skin. He heard the sharp crack again. He automatically
raised his arm to protect his eyes. More pain burst in a hot line along
his leg as the whip tore ruthlessly through his clothes. Blinking through
the hurt, he scrambled backwards, catching sight of Catherine and firing
three quick shots before she could snap the whip back again.
Blood blossomed on her chest. Somehow, she snapped the whip again. Duo
raised his arm, feeling the leather wrap around his forearm and the metal
teeth biting into the material of his coat. She wrenched the whip back,
making the teeth dig deeper. The leather sheaths underneath stopped some
of them from tearing his skin. He jerked his arm up, feeling the length
go slack as Catherine’s hands grew too weak to hold it. Rising to his
feet, Duo watched her fall to her knees.
She fell forward slowly, eyes blazing with hate and loathing. Holding
herself up with one arm, Catherine fixed her gaze on Duo. Another wolf
barreled into him from the side. The Ruger flew from his hand. Its jaws
fastened on his arm, biting down hard as it shook its head savagely from
side to side. Duo fell back, letting the wolf ride him to the ground.
Reaching up with his other arm, he turned the gun still clutched in his
hand and fired point blank into the wolf’s head. He closed his eyes, feeling
a rain of hot blood spatter his face. Kicking and shoving, he got the
wolf’s body off of him and swiped a hand across his face. His arm throbbed
painfully. Looking down, he saw a bloody mess, the sleeve of his coat
gone but the sheath with the knife still in it holding on by a strap.
Then Catherine was looming above him, a maniac grin on her face. A long
blade clutched in her hands, she started the downward stroke, aiming for
Duo’s heart. He wouldn’t be able to get the gun up in time. He would have
to dodge, but there wasn’t enough time for that, either. Catherine’s body
jerked, confusion crossing her face. She opened her mouth to scream, but
a gurgling rush of blood spilled forth instead. Seizing the opportunity,
Duo fired into her face, watching it disappear in a red explosion. He
lurched to his feet and came face to face with Heero.
The vampire’s hand was buried in Catherine’s back passed the wrist. The
white of her spine gleamed through the gaping wound. He jerked his arm,
flinging the faceless corpse to the ground and giving his arm an extra
shake, ridding himself of the bloody chunks clinging to it.
"That’s disgusting," Duo said, wiping gore from his face. His
arm ached and burned. "Odin’s fertilizer?"
"Very much so," Heero said, turning.
"You always have been very thorough," Mariemeia said, appearing
out of the darkness and stepping over the broken mess that had been Catherine.
She stood calmly in front of them, as if they had met on a sunny day at
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Duo said, almost too tired
to be surprised.
"Duo," Mariemeia chided gently, "hush."
Hush. Hush. HUSH!?! She wanted him to hush, did she? He was hurting in
more places than he could name, bleeding all over himself, and she wanted
him to hush!?
"I should thank you for killing Odin," she said, smiling. "He
was becoming a problem."
"Yeah, for you and me both," Duo said. He kept the Glock in
his good hand, not feeling at all comfortable putting it up. He risked
a glance around, trying to take stock of the situation. He trusted Heero
to watch his back.
Meiser and Relena were down, as was Trowa. Quatre bent over the green-eyed
shifter, supporting his head. He looked pale, but not in immediate danger.
Duo couldn’t tell what condition Meiser and Relena were in. Treize and
Dorothy were nowhere to be seen. Wufei was also out of sight. Most of
the other side seemed to be down, bleeding or dead.
"That leaves only one thing to take care of," Mariemeia said.
Duo tightened his grip on the Glock, tensing. Beside him, he felt Heero
quietly shift his weight forward. "And that would be?"
"Do not be so modest, Duo. You know exactly what I want. I told you
days ago." She was still smiling. Duo was annoyed.
"You wanted me dead," he said.
"You’re correct in using the past tense, Duo. I no longer want you
to die. That was merely an acceptable option before."
"Before I realized the true extent of your ability. Odin could never
hope to own you, Duo. He was a fool."
A very dead fool. Agreeing with her did nothing to change the fact that
he wanted Mariemeia to go away. Far, far away. He should kill her. Now.
"A useful fool, but a fool nonetheless. He took liberties and abused
his power, the power I gave him." Mariemeia’s eyes had acquired a
strange glint as she spoke.
This was also not good. There wasn’t a tiny bit of this that was good.
Duo kept telling himself over and over again to raise the gun and kill
her. He’d already tried. His arm refused to cooperate. Duo glanced at
Heero, silently asking the vampire what the hell was going on. Heero didn’t
answer. He tried again, both with his voice and his mind. His lips remained
still and the vampire didn’t even acknowledge that he had heard Duo’s
Duo was not given to panic. In fact, he handled most situations with .
. . relative calm. Now, however, seemed like a good time to panic. Genuine,
all out panic. Complete with running around in useless little circles
while waving his arms madly in the air.
He couldn’t feel Heero. Somewhere along the line, Duo had gotten used
to the vampire’s presence. A tiny hint of something in his mind that let
him know Heero was there. He hadn’t even noticed it before, simply accepted
it with the same attitude that he accepted Wufei’s presence inside his
head. Now that it was gone, he damn well noticed.
He didn’t feel relieved. He felt panicky. Well and truly panicky. It wasn’t
that he wanted Heero stuck in his head all the time. It wasn’t even the
fact that he was only realizing now that Heero had actually constantly
It was the fact that he wasn’t there anymore. Not good. If Heero wasn’t
there anymore, it probably wasn’t part of any plan of his.
Of course, it wasn’t helping that now he was really trying to shoot Mariemeia
and he couldn’t.
He tried to lift the gun again. Nothing. He tried to twitch a finger.
Still nothing. He tried to wiggle his nose. Not a damn thing. Shit.
So much for running around in little panic stricken circles.
Mariemeia was watching him, smiling. Duo attempted to work up a glare
and he found himself unable to do even that. Her smile widened. Bitch.
Alright, time to take stock. He could breathe and, obviously, think. As
a little plus, he could blink. Good thing, too, because his fucking eyes
were drying out. Beyond that, nothing.
"I think," she said, "it is a good thing that Odin attempted
to abuse the power I gave him. I would have never learned that you held
such energy and potential inside you, Duo. And now," she continued,
a macabre smile still twisting her features, "I think it is time
to see exactly what you are capable of."
"Leave him be, Mariemeia," Heero growled, the blue flames of
his eyes flashing in the dark. "You will fail the same as Odin."
"No," the woman sneered, "I will not fail. Odin was an
impatient idiot. I have been preparing for years for this. Duo has been
under my spell far longer than he has yours, vampire."
Uber-bitch didn’t cut it. There wasn’t a word severe enough to describe
what she was.
"Do you honestly believe I would watch him and not act?" Mariemeia
turned to Duo, taking several steps forward to look directly into his
eyes. "Every day, I wove the spell a little tighter, placed another
layer upon the last." Her eyes glittered as she whipped around to
shout at Heero, "I could make his heart stop now; he could fall dead
at your feet!"
Heero watched her impassively, but Duo saw the flare of fear behind his
eyes. The vampire was afraid for Duo’s life. About time he and Heero agreed
on something. Duo was petrified. Literally and figuratively.
"Would you like to test me, vampire?" Mariemeia invited, calm
once more. "Risk his life and attempt to stop me."
Duo’s chest tightened, his heart beating loudly in his ears. Something
closed around it, like a fist crushing his heart. Breathing was painful;
every second, the fist closed tighter. An icy cold feeling spread throughout
him, frozen fingers of power twisting in his veins. Oh, this was bad.
Very, very bad.
Heero remained impossibly still, no sense of movement or even life in
him. His eyes had gone cold and flat.
God damn it. Heero was going to try something. The stupid bastard didn’t
have the right to risk it. As fucked up as Duo’s life was, it was HIS,
Curling up into a little ball seemed cowardly, but Duo was tempted. Except
for the fact that the only thing he seemed able to do was breathe and
think, with the occasional blink thrown in. The first one was becoming
harder and harder and that wasn’t helping the second.
Somehow, blinking just didn’t seem like it would do much good.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Quatre: Surely you aren't leaving it there.
Blue: Yes, I am.
Duo: *still gaping*
Wufei: You can't leave it there! The-!
Blue: *clamps a hand over Wufei's mouth* If you say injustice',
you to Mariemeia. *slowly takes hand away*
Wufei: Ahem. *straightens clothes* As I was saying . . . you can't leave
Maxwell like that. The readers will mob you.
Blue: *shrugs* That's why I've got suz, Pondy and Stacy. They won't let
anyone mob me.
Trowa: Her . . . people.
Duo: Did anyone notice that Wu called me Duo' last time?
Wufei: I did not.
Heero: You did.
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