Footsteps in the Night

[Black Wings]

Orbs flashed everywhere, stars were hidden in the red smoke. My breath dragged on, hearing screams and pointless weeps at fallen bodies still on the ground. They weren't yet dead, but would be in a minute's time. One grabbed at my passing ankle, snatching it and heaving it's way up.
"Help me," It gasped.
"Not a chance," I flipped my hair over my shoulder. "Mia, your turn."
She swung in, glowing wings, bright as night, saying some spell, burning the demon, not only in screams, but in blackish fire as well.

[Apollo]

I grunted as we exchanged blows, his weapon almost reaching me every time if at all. Small cuts began appearing on my arms, a cheek, a thigh and my neck. The wooden shaft of the scythe dug into my foot then fell upon my hand as it flew up. From there it travled under my chin sending me backward. My vision went white and spots floated about me. I shook my head to clear it but I still wasn't steady.
The blood lust in my eyes ran out and I grew tired easily and the thing above me laughed at how far I had fallen.

[Black Wings]

"Captain? Captain, are you alright?" I gasped and ran towards him after taking a blow of my own. "Captain!"
I screeched forward, leaning my blade forward, sending waves of deadly fire all around it and sunk it in the back of Him. He grunted, falling down and yelling with all of His lungs.
I turned the blade, spinning His spinal cord around. I heard a crack and felt a scraping running down the handle of my sword. His screams buzzed in my ears, feeling his gurling blood in his throat. I slid it out of his back, his body slumping to side to side, blood gushing out and drizzling onto his cloths.

[Apollo]

I sat up shaking my head, the spots dancing a little bit more before finally stopping. "yeah I'm ok." I said looking at her own wounds. I looked past to see the mass of lost blood and showing bone. "He's. . .He's not dead." I muttered. I grabbed my own sword getting ready to fight again. "Come on, we can do this."

[Black Wings]

"I know we can, But I want to finish him," A mad rave was fighting inside me. I slid the blade to the left and then the right, slicing his body opening more. His screams were violent and blood-curdling. "Captain, stick it in him!" I yelled at him, pulling the blade out, then slaming it in his head, forcing the skin to split and a goo to run down over his eyes

[Apollo]

It made me sick to my stomach for once in my life, no blood lust came at knowing we were defeating the greatest evil known among my people. "Farewell, you may be evil but I still wish you a peaceful end." For some reason I felt a wet spot on my cheek but I took one swing not looking after, knowing the striking place. His head rolled off as the last bit of his blood poured out of his new wound and his body finally stopped moving.

Not being able to see it I walked away. "You did good." Miles said.
"Then don't I feel that?" I whispered. "Bury the body away from the head just in case. . ." I didn't need to finish my sentence.

[Black Wings]

I grabbed a near by torch and lit up the clothes on the body, black smoke pouring out and fogging the air. His nerves twitched and jerked but his head remained still. His body reeked and the smoke started turning colors, replacing the black with a constint changing rainbow. "Finally," I said and put the head in a bag, liting it up as well.

[Apollo]

I sat down as the moon rose, as the sky was filled with a multitude of colors. I watched the bag burn with the body. "It's over." I said to Starr. "Now the question is what now? The worlds are at peace and the greatest evil is gone." I took her in my arms, holding all I cared about right there.

[Black Wings]

"It's over," I said after him. "And We saved the world. Well, pural, really. So, Worlds." I burried my face in his chest, letting out a sigh of relief. "We did good, Captian. I'm proud of you..."