The Anti-Fairy Tales The Ice Of The White Demon Arc Part Four
The White Demon
The first thing that Pheoshan spotted was her friends, the second was
the ice chains around their wrists and ankles. She then could see
that they were pale with snow flakes in their hair, brows and lashes.
Their eyes were unfocused but open and it was all too clear by the
water vapour steam, they were alive.
They must have a bit of ice in their system just like me. She
noticed by looking at how thin the cloud was. Their unfocused eyes
slowly moved to her.
“N-no!” shouted Coalphyre weakly. “Y-you sh-shouldn't b-be
here!”
“C-Coalphyre's r-r-right!” shouted Phyredoor who's voice was just
as weak, if not more. “Y-you h-have to g-get out o-of here!”
“No, I mean how the Hell am I supposed to do that? After all it's
all too clear that I don't know this place and I also don't know
where you are trying to take me. But you do.” she snapped.
She took out her sward and swung it to their chains and they broke.
They then turned to the door to the way out, but it was all too clear
that the White Demon had turned it into a wall.
“Well that goes our way out. Looks like we're going to have to
fight our way out.”
“Precisely Demon Princess. After all did you really think that I
was going to let you leave here after what you did to my son? My, my,
my, that would be such an insult to my intelligence!” came the
White Demon as she walked to where the door was with a blade of ice
in her hands with a snow flake as the weight.
Pheoshan took her blade out and raised it to as did the others. She
looked at them and smiled. She raised her hand and soon chains of ice
rose from the icy floor and bound her friends and pinned them to the
ground. She tried to free them again using her sword but it came to
no avail. It was all too clear that the chains that she had destroyed
were only just a ploy to lure her and her friends into a false sense
of security.
She felt pain in her lungs and started to cough again and she saw
that there was more blood coming from her mouth as well as cold icy
stinging at the top of her mouth and her tong. She could feel herself
becoming colder and colder. She also knew that the only way that this
could ever come to an end was if she killed the White Demon. So she
gathered herself and got to her feet.
She looked at her foe with blurred vision but she knew what she had
to do, so she ran and drew her sword down but it was bocked. The
White Demon slashed the blade towards her neck but she dodged and
drew her head up and then drew her blade up and almost hit her but
she spun out of the way. She then felt her blade at her back.
She spun too and stuck her bade out and hit her blade repeatedly but
she managed to hit her once but it was too shallow a wound. It would
not even leave a scar. The Winter Demon sighed as she looked up at
her.
“You ruined my dress.” she said coldly.
“Oh I'm sorry, I w-wasn't aware that you minded.” She replied
trying not to sound as weak as she knew that she was becoming. She
could even feel another bloody coughing fit about to come on. She
looked at her and it was all too clear by her calm demeanour that she
knew it too.
She slammed down her blade which hit the ground and her head bashed
against the ice. She then found herself coughing and coughing as her
lungs hurt and her insides felt like ice. She could now see a pool of
blood this time. Her focus was becoming more and more dull and she
heard herself wheezing.
She felt the White Demon's hands on her arms.
“Tell me my little Demon Princess Pheoshan, do you care for your
friends?” she asked.
“What-”
What kind of question was that? Of course I do!
But do I? Do I really? Do I even know what that even is?
But I did all this to rescue them!
But was that done out of care or because you need them?
“N-no.” she said out loud. The Winter Demon smiled as she pulled
the girl back. She was shivering violently now. Her thoughts were
becoming more and more cloudy by the second and her eyelids were
dropping. She soon found it impossible to think.
How? How did I come here? Where am I? I? What is I? What does it
mean? What-what-what...
“Shh, it's alright let it happen. It will be over soon. It will be
all over soon.” she cooed as she rocked her in her arms. In that
moment she could not understand what was happening.
“Pheoshan! Fight it! Fight her!”
she heard someone say. She could not remember who, but she knew what
he meant but it was so much easier this way. For some reason she felt
her mind was a blank white slate, like snow had covered all her
memories and mind.
Her eyes closed and her body grew cold and her breath ceased. The
Winter Demon leaned in and rested her lips on her forehead. Suddenly
her lips felt like on fire. She quickly pulled away as the body in
her arms became hotter and hotter until she had to throw her out of
her hands. She then spotted that her dress was singed. She looked
down as her eyes opened.
Her eyes were like two fire walls with an ever changing slit that
looked like you were looking into a void. She was holding a miniature
version of Wolfox, the Demon King's weapon. Her body was clothed in
darkness. Her body rose and spun to her feet. The cloud of water
vapour that came from her was twice as large as normal.
The White Demon shook.
“W-what are you!” she screamed. She then felt pain in her gut.
She looked down and realised that she was bleeding. She looked at her
and spotted that there was blood covering the weapon. She felt her
leg back away as she ran to her and this Wolfox Pheoshan slit her
head. She was dead before she knew it.
She then returned to normal, however her skin was paler. The weapon
vanished and the darkness with it. Her eyes closed and fell into
Coalphyre's arms.
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