(Disclaimer: A warning to those who continue. This is a sequel to a previous story. Both of these were written in the mid-1990’s. While the first one was slightly edited and vanity press published, this one has not been touched in over 20 years. I figure I should do something with it and people may get a laugh or fright from how I used to be. Every author comes from somewhere, so this is part of my origin. To that end, I am deeply sorry for whatever nightmares I will inflict on the literary world and the American English language. Enjoy?)
“Stand still!” shouts Infinity as he fires a few lightning blasts at Draveon. The blasts hit the area that Draveon used to be standing in, but he quickly dives out of the way. He has spent the past few minutes trying to stay behind the large bird while his body heals itself. A few slashes are still on the upper torso and they still bleed every now and then.
“Do you actually think I am stupid enough to listen to you? I pride myself at being a warrior of intelligence. You seem to be more a warrior of cowardice,” says Draveon as he jumps on Infinity’s back. He slams both fists into the back of the guardian’s skull and sends him to the ground.
A wing knocks Draveon into the pavement and the muscular man fights against its strength, so he isn’t crushed. He finally rolls over on the ground, which flips the bird onto its back.
“Such a simple child. You can’t even fight with honor. It is shameful for me to lose this fight if you win by cheating,” mentions Draveon as he gets up. He makes a move towards the museum entrance, but Infinity gets in his way again. This time a foot rakes Draveon’s back and pins him to the ground.
“What are you talking about? I’m doing every in my power to defeat you and that isn’t cheating,” says Infinity.
“Of course you are. But all the other guardians stayed in their real forms and fought me with no powers. You are cheating by turning into a mystical form that isn’t even part of your birthright powers. It is more powerful than anything else that you possess and you use it at the slightest provocation. I do not rely on magical or outside forces to defeat my opponents. This fight is nothing more than you flexing your feathers and cheating to beat me. I would not put it past you since you could not possibly beat me with your normal powers. You are the weakest guardian, Steven. This bird form dependency only proves it,” explains Draveon.
Infinity shifts back into his human form and says, “I don’t need to cheat to beat your ass into the pavement.”
Draveon pushes the boy off the ground and gets to his feet. A quick punch gets him in the jaw, but he decides to push Infinity a few feet away. The guardian charges at the large man with a telekinetic shield around his body. He is a few inches away when Draveon’s left arm shoots out at him. The fist hits the shield and sends Infinity sailing across the street.
“Interesting method. Using your powers on yourself. But they do not stop the force of my punches. Shall we finish this? I have a much more important fight ahead of me and I don’t want to waste my time,” says Draveon as he walks across the street. He is caught off-guard when a jagged pipe is launched at him. It passes through his right shoulder and a low growl of pain escapes Draveon’s lips.
“That was a mistake.” Draveon roars before sprinting at Infinity who is just getting to his feet. A blast of telekinesis hits the large immortal, but he backhands it out of the way. Infinity is slammed into a wall by the force of his own shot as soon as Draveon touches the blast.
“You tricked me,” says Infinity as Draveon gets closer. He tries to jump to the side, but he is hurled through a window when Draveon grabs his cloak. He is about to get up when he feels someone jump on his lower back. Fists begin to pound on his body and air fills with cracking bone. Infinity starts coughing up blood after the sixth punch hits one of his kidneys.
“It was so easy to trick you. Looks like you still have a lot of pride. That is what truly makes you a weak warrior. It looks like I get to kill two guardians on this trip instead of one.” Draveon is about to crush Infinity’s skull with a straight punch when the entire area lights up with yellow energy.
“I’m out of here!” yells Infinity before the floor beneath him turns to dust and he falls into a dark basement. Draveon is left kneeling in a daze while a telekinetic floor keeps him from falling. No matter how hard he hits the yellow energy, he can’t get through.
“Interesting escape tactic. I will have to be careful next time I fight the Earth guardian. But it about time this mission hits endgame,” thinks Draveon as he gets back to the street. A thin layer of snow is starting to form on the wreckage and a stray dog is barking somewhere as the immortal enters the museum.
I agree with Draveon’s “It was so easy to trick you. Looks like you still have a lot of pride. That is what truly makes you a weak warrior.” Though Infinity undoubtedly has some cards left to play.
Yeah. God, my dialogue was so corny back then.
The story is still fun to read. As you recall from my post about fantasy these days, authors don’t seem to be having any fun. At least you were having fun writing this.
Good point. Hope my Darwin series comes off as fun now.
It’s not so bad, Charles. I did get a bit confused as to who is who, though.
I think I was rushing since this was coming close to the end. Senior year of high school and preparing for college too during this point.
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