Kicking some fucking ass.
Rory and I were now immersed in the battle. We had come here, and had been ensouled in the strangest of ways, but the how and why's about us being here could be discussed at length when we had the time, because right now, gorgeous brunettes that both of us were envisioning were most likely in this battle, and they needed our help, as did all of the innocent victims that these thousands of demons would devastate if we didn't stop them. And both of us wanted to stop them. It was hard to explain. It was like if we turned away from the battle, then it hurt us. I knew at least in my case, that this was the case and I had the feeling that Rory felt the same way.
We didn't know who the brunettes in our visions were, but we knew that we had to see them, or save them, somehow, and we knew by description, that they were different women. It was hard to assimilate, and right now, it didn't matter. We approached the demons roaring, one way, from behind. The demons seemed to all be going after one thing. It was strange, but again, I didn't give a shit.
It was time to kick some fucking ass. Myself, mad, I could wipe out twenty demons at once, and working together with Rory, I knew that if we were smart, that we could do a number on these demons, and we both had the speed to escape them if we needed to. We also knew that we weren't fighting alone, because there was a strange glow, that emanated peace in the distance, making me feel good, and there were also numerous and continuous gunshots ringing through the air, and it was doubtful that these demons had machine guns.
After we had killed about ten demons with our bare hands, from behind, planning to go through as many as we could before they even knew what was snapping their necks from behind, they became wise to us and some followed, as we fled, just to look for weapons. A warehouse and some industrial size cutting saws later, we had our weapons and killed the demons that had followed us, but many of the demons that had turned and looked at us with rage, didn't follow.
Something had them irritated and was drawing them forward. I couldn't wait to see who or what that was, but to do that, we had to survive, and for that to happen, we had to use saws to slice open demons. It worked, until a demon came at me with a sword, and knocked the sword from my hand. As he did, I grabbed his sword and chopped his head off, Rory still holding the sword as we worked forward, a crowd of the same size, so many demons, remaining ahead of us, but bodies of demons falling behind us. We were going to get there. Rory kicked a demon who went after him, then ducked as I took that demon's head off with the sword, while Rory scurried around me and attacked a demon trying to attack me from behind. I then sliced through the neck of a vampire and watched the dust fall. Many demons were now facing us, but still, many more went forward.
A sword came towards Rory's neck as he kicked another demons way from him, but I met the demon's sword with my own, a clash in mid air, my arms rigid, not letting go of my sword, while the demon dropped his and tried to prevent me from chopping his head of by bringing his hands up and growling. I sliced right through his thick arms and then his neck, as the sword fell and Rory picked it up. Now, we both had swords.
[Rory]
We didn't know who the brunettes in our visions were, but we knew that we had to see them, or save them, somehow, and we knew by description, that they were different women. It was hard to assimilate, and right now, it didn't matter. We approached the demons roaring, one way, from behind. The demons seemed to all be going after one thing. It was strange, but again, I didn't give a shit.
It was time to kick some fucking ass. Myself, mad, I could wipe out twenty demons at once, and working together with Rory, I knew that if we were smart, that we could do a number on these demons, and we both had the speed to escape them if we needed to. We also knew that we weren't fighting alone, because there was a strange glow, that emanated peace in the distance, making me feel good, and there were also numerous and continuous gunshots ringing through the air, and it was doubtful that these demons had machine guns.
After we had killed about ten demons with our bare hands, from behind, planning to go through as many as we could before they even knew what was snapping their necks from behind, they became wise to us and some followed, as we fled, just to look for weapons. A warehouse and some industrial size cutting saws later, we had our weapons and killed the demons that had followed us, but many of the demons that had turned and looked at us with rage, didn't follow.
Something had them irritated and was drawing them forward. I couldn't wait to see who or what that was, but to do that, we had to survive, and for that to happen, we had to use saws to slice open demons. It worked, until a demon came at me with a sword, and knocked the sword from my hand. As he did, I grabbed his sword and chopped his head off, Rory still holding the sword as we worked forward, a crowd of the same size, so many demons, remaining ahead of us, but bodies of demons falling behind us. We were going to get there. Rory kicked a demon who went after him, then ducked as I took that demon's head off with the sword, while Rory scurried around me and attacked a demon trying to attack me from behind. I then sliced through the neck of a vampire and watched the dust fall. Many demons were now facing us, but still, many more went forward.
A sword came towards Rory's neck as he kicked another demons way from him, but I met the demon's sword with my own, a clash in mid air, my arms rigid, not letting go of my sword, while the demon dropped his and tried to prevent me from chopping his head of by bringing his hands up and growling. I sliced right through his thick arms and then his neck, as the sword fell and Rory picked it up. Now, we both had swords.
[Rory]