Demons and Heroes

jecht shuddenly went stiff falling back he glowed red and returned to being human he collapsed holes in his shirt showing a brused and burned back

 

Natalie fell to her knees, noticing her chest bleeding. She looked over at Jecht.
"What is going on?" she asked herself

 

jecht shakaly got up

"ugh what happen?"

 

"You....turned into... a....demon," she said before collapsing.

 

He heard the fighting and came running. He saw Natalie wounded and held his sword to Dameon's throat. "What did you do to her!?" he said.

 

"great that wounded explain why im so tired....."

he collapsed to

 

Dameon kept his self steady.
"I did nothing to her. I tried to get her out of here,. Talk to demon boy over there. He's the one who hurt her" he said.

 

"I wouldn't be surprised if you both ganged up on her."

 

Dameon chuckled.
"You wouldn't be eh? What if we did?" he asked then chuckled again. H looked over at her.
"Her blood loss keeps running. You might want to check on your little sweetheart," he said.

 

"Move and you're dead" he said. He went over to Natalie and bandaged up her wounds.

 

Natalie soon awoke and tried to breathe, where Jecht punched her in the stomach.

Dameon stood there.... He noticed that she was having trouble breathing. He walked over next to them to make sure she was okay.

 

Cole pointed his sword at Dameon. "Stay away." he said, "You've done enough."

 

"Just look at her. She can't even breathe. Let me help her," he said.

 

"What are you going to do?"

 

"Where I can control the flow of liquids, I can make sure that enough blood is getting to her brain," he explained, then knelt down. He put his hand over her body, without touching it, and did as he explained

 

"Or you could stop her blood flow alltogether and kill her." he said, glaring at him.

 

"Oh? I never thought of that," he said jokingly

 

"Do it and you die."

 

"Relax.. I'm joking..Damn, You're so uptight," he said.


Natalie smiled and held Cole's hand.
"Don't worry Cole. He won't hurt me" she said softly and weakly.

 

"You are not trustworthy. That's why I'm so uptight." He put his sword away.