What Kind Of God?

WHAT KIND OF GOD? By Jon Stalk...

From Stagnant Water

The rain had finally stopped. After two days of...

A Demon Slain


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Written by Shawn Dally   
Tuesday, 04 March 2008

A ring of fire surrounds us. It is dark and I can only see what the flames allow me to see. I already have a major gash on my arm from my opponent's toughest minion. I have an advantage over him and he has an advantage over me. My advantage is that I have a balanced sword but his advantage is he is the most skilled sword fighter. Other than that, we have equal speed, strength, agility, and stamina. It all comes down to whose instincts are sharper in this battle.

We pace around each other, judging each other's fighting stance. His fighting stance sacrifices his backside but is used for speed. I must make the first move so I get into position and steady myself. We jump at each other at the same time. I see his sword coming from the left side of my peripheral an thrust my sword upwards to push his thrust away but he has the height advantage and it just shoves us to the ground and I land off-balance on my feet struggling not to lose my composure.

He smiles, "I know you got more than that!" He snarled with his fangs glistening. I put all my strength into it and I push him off of me and swing my sword from the left with cunning speed and he doesn't catch it in time and my sword slashes across his face with blood spraying on my face. "Yes, yes, give me some more!" He scoffed and jabbed his sword at me and I evaded and sliced across his bare abs.

"That's what I want." His sadistic voice pierced through my head. He swung down at me and I blocked but he kicked me to the ground, sprang up in the air and was diving down at me with the point of his sword aimed at the center of my face. I rolled to the right and as he landed, kicked him up from beneath his feet. I put my sword to his throat and said, "Surrender and I spare your life."

He screeched, "You wouldn't kill me. You're weak! You're a pathetic-" I cut off his head and ended the demon's reign of terror. I sheathed my sword; the fire calmed and a light came into the room and the demon's body disintegrated. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and lied down. It was over; I could finally go back home and rest now that this threat to my village is eliminated.    

Copyright 2008 Shawn Dally
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Comments (3)
Posted by thirteen
2008-03-04 23:26:10
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I think it needed more, but i like the last sentence.But grand job.
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Posted by tarhead
2008-03-05 02:51:08
i think that a

little more history would be nice. maybe a build up to the fight...
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Posted by chaabuk
2008-08-20 23:36:55
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Historic tale this. This is a charming piece of writing that I have read in recent times. One must always strive to strike a chord in a reader’s heart. You have achieved it in great measure. Good job. Keep it up. ;-)
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