Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
Angel rose up into the air so that I was about twenty feet above Olorud. He had been looking at the Gods of The Underworld, but his eyes were all for me now. He hadn’t expected that his former rivals were here to help us, and he didn’t think that I had a magical dragon that I could rely on. He was, as my mother would have said, woefully unprepared. He was going to lose, and I think he could see it, even if he wouldn’t admit it to himself or anyone else.
As fast as a torpedo, Angel started to fly toward Olorud. She was like a bullet that I had just shot out of a gun, heading straight toward my target, my enemy.
“Attack me at all, I will finish off your friend here.” He pulled the claws of his hand from Lex’s chest and wrapped them around his neck. He squeezed, just enough to hold onto him as he lifted Lex off of the bridge. “I will kill him here and now.” He was threatening me, and I felt a twinge inside of me that told me to stop and to save Lex, but I was too far gone now. I needed to keep going. I needed to save him and the others. But most of all I needed to kill Olorud for hurting my family.
Just as soon as the threat was out of that demon man’s mouth, I leapt off of Angel and onto Olorud’s back. I needed to be careful not to impale myself on his spikes, but I managed it. And I knew that I was right where I needed to be. At the same time, Angel kept on flying. She had even twisted so that she would avoid hitting the monster, me, or Lex. She was taking care not to hurt anyone.
I could see a light that was shining all around me. And I didn’t understand it at first. I thought that it was coming from somewhere else, but when Olorud screamed in pain, I noticed that it was me that was glowing. It was a bright purple light that was illuminating the place that was around me. I knew that it was my anger and my desire to protect everyone all at the same time. And I knew what I needed to do with it, even if I didn’t know how I knew it.
“It is time for you to pay, Olorud. You have hurt far too many people in your lifetime. I know that you have been around for a long time, but this is the end for you. You will not get the chance at a rebirth or any form of heaven in The Underworld. You are going straight to hell.” I wrapped my hands around the monster’s center head, the one that he spoke from when he needed to spew that nonsense of his, and I let my magic flow.
I pushed a lot of my power into him. I knew that he wouldn’t be able to handle it. I was too strong for him. It wasn’t the way that he had thought at all.
“Die.” I whispered into his ear as I felt him beginning to burn from the inside out. “And know that it was the people that you called abominations that killed you.”
“NO!” He started to scream in fear. “THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!”
“It is.” I spoke with a deadly venom on my words. It was my anger, I knew that, but it tasted like it would be poison to this monster and anyone else that got in my way. “Your soul is mine.”
Getting a sudden idea, while the monster-man was flaming on the inside of his body, I took one hand away from his neck and put it in the space between his wings on his back. My hand pushed inside of him like he was made of nothing more than playdough, soft and squishy. I grabbed what I wanted right away. I felt it squirming in my fist as I pulled it out of him.
I had his soul in my fist as I pulled my hand out of his body. And the moment that it was out of him, he stopped his screaming. He stopped moving. He was dead.
The power that I had built up inside of him exploded then, but it didn’t hurt me or those around me. It was a targeted explosion. It flew, as far as it needed to, so that it hit every single one of the monsters that were still alive. I watched and listened as they all screamed and dropped at the same time. They were dead. They had all been connected to Olorud, and now they were dead.
The battle was over. That was clear for me to see. The Gods had witnessed the end of it, and so had my mother. They had seen me, glowing purple and filled with rage while I took that monster’s soul out of his hideous body.
“Talia?” Hades was looking at me in awe as he watched me. I was still glowing, and my anger had not yet dissipated.
“You truly are the one that is worthy of our collective thrones.” Lucifer said. He sounded like he was happy for me, but the look on his face was filled with another emotion. Was it fear? Was he and the other gods afraid of me now? I wouldn’t blame them if they were.
“Talia?” Mom called to me. She was still standing there across the bridge and I saw the tears in her eyes. She was still worried about Dad, and so was I.
The battle was over, but there was still much more for us to do. We had wounded to tend to, missing people to find, and deaths to tally. I knew that I was not going to make it through this night without counting at least one person close to me as dead, but the chances of there being two on that list were very high.
I killed their leader, but at what cost? What had been taken from me?
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Riviana
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After Joaquin was carried off from the battle, I was cornered by the other two monsters that were in Talia’s vision. These were the other two that we needed to worry about, aside from Olorud that had disappeared earlier. I wanted to find Joaquin and save him, but I couldn’t. I wanted to protect Talia from the knowledge that her father might be dead, but I couldn’t. There was just nothing that I could do about any of this, except fight these monsters that were looming in front of me.
In the distance, I heard Talia screaming for Joaquin, the same that I had been doing a moment ago. Then she screamed for Lex. That was more daunting. If something happened to him, then wouldn’t that mean that something was about to happen to her?
I couldn’t turn to look at her at the moment, not without risking getting hurt, but I knew that I needed to finish this fight as soon as I could. I needed to save her. She was in danger. She was going to get hurt. I just knew that she was.
“TALIA!” I called her name, even if I couldn’t look at her.
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I started to fight the monsters that I had looked at in front of me. They were fierce, more so than the ones that I had already fought. I think it was because among their kind, they were considered powerful and strong, even if to me they looked hideous and disfigured.
鈥楥ome on, I need to hurry.’ I urged myself on while I tried to kill the beasts that were trying to cut me into little pieces. It wasn’t helping much. Nothing was changing when I encouraged myself.
Oddly enough though, just minutes into fighting these two creatures, after holding my own against them and getting no more than a cut to my left arm, it was all over. It was really and truly over. And I knew that because the two monstrous things that were fighting against me turned to ash and disappeared.
“What in the hell?” I asked as I looked around me. That was when I turned around and saw Talia.
My daughter was standing behind a slowly disappearing pile of ash. And in her hand she was holding what looked like a small, glowing, and transparent version of that monster, Olorud.
“Talia?” I called out to her again, running toward her. “Talia, what is going on?” That was when I saw that she was glowing, a deep purple undertone was pulsing under her skin. And laying on the ground next to her was a scythe. I could feel the magic coming off of it, just like I could with my sword and whip. That was a conjured weapon like the ones that Joaquin and I used. She had made her own weapon, and it was a devil’s scythe. I wonder if that was intentional, or if it was fate.
“Do not touch her, Riviana. Not yet.” Hades walked up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. “She has the power of death coursing through her right now.”
“What is happening?” I asked him as I finally took my eyes off of my daughter and turned to look at him.
“She is showing us that she is indeed worthy of the role that we gave her. She is going to be the next ruler of the underworld, and in doing that she has power over life and death.”
“What is that thing that she is holding?” I was still curious about what looked like a child sized ghost version of Olorud.
“That is the soul of Olorud. She didn’t kill him the same as you would have, Riviana. She took his soul and will either destroy it or imprison it. And I am guessing that she will gather the other souls. Ahh, yes, there they are.”