demanded "Poke me with that flimsy piece of junk you call a sword?"

Neschume snarled, her teeth cracked as she pressed them together hard. She glowered at Zellion with pure hate. Her muscles tensed, she longed to have her fangs around Zellion's throat. Her claws dug in the ground. Neschume snarled angerily, getting ready to Zellion again.

Zellion stared down the female and growled "Do you want a fight? Want to bark me to death? Come at me if you think you're strong enough...." His eyes started to faintly shine a light blue as cold air started to whip it's way around him...

Dragon snarled "Shame on you, Zellion...trying to pick on a female? That's low, even for you..Nes, don't...He's far too powerful..If he could hurt me, just inmagine what he could do to you.."

Neschume looked at Dragon with different eyes. "I will protect you. I can take of myself." she said kindly and nuzzled Dragon then launched herself at Zellion. She immediantly wrapped her jaws on his leg and bit hard on it till she heard a faint crack. She raked her claws against his face. She let go and backed away, but hovered just a few feet out his grasp. Her wings flapped hard. She growled down at Zellion.

Zellion looked at his leg. It looked to be broken. Seconds later, the broken leg appeared to have healed itself up. Bat-like wings tore out of Zellions shoulders as he launched himself into Neshume's stomach, knocking her right out of the sky...

"NES!!!" Dragon roared, he looked at Zellion and roared "YOU'RE A DISGRACE TO NIWAS!!!"

Neschume yelped and she grabbed the top his shoulder, near his neck and bit down hard. She let out a grunt as she hit the ground. She growled and raked her hind legs on his stomach. She growled and clawed his muzzle. She then kicked him over her head and she stood up, her legs shaking.

Zellion growled as he got up "So...You want to play this game the hard way.....Looks like I'll have to teach both of you a lesson...." His body started to bulk up, while his eyes and wings began resonating. Zellion growled as he slowly circled both Neschume and Dragon.

As Zellion roared, Dragon summoned what little strength he had to turn into the Demon-Wolf form and summoned the Vindicator; ready to fight off Zellion. "Stay away from her..." Dragon growled "Or I'll drag you back to the abyss where you'll always belong.."

Zellion stared at Dragon as he sneered "You're willing to throw your life away...for a MORTAL?! You're just as pathetic as you were when I found you! I gave you power beyond your wildest dreams..and this is how you repay me?! You'll pay for this! You BOTH will pay with your very souls!" Zellion and his imps then turned into mist and blew away, leaving Dragon and Neshume alone......

Neschume sighed and shook her pelt, her wings disappearing. She looked at Dragon. "You okay?" she asked, her voice low.

"No...Not with Zellion running around...I thought I had gotten rid of that plauge long ago...." Dragon calmly as he reverted back into his wolf-form. He turned around to see that Neschume had a small cut on her shoulder; most likely from an imp. "You're hurt......" Dragon walked over and licked Neschume's wound. "I'm sorry that I'd gotten you involved in this...A conflict between demons is never meant for a mortal's eyes...." Dragon looked into Neschume's eyes as he thought to himself 'No matter how beautiful they are...'

"I'll be fine, just another scar on my hide." she smirked and sat down. She looked into his eyes and smiled a bit. "Don't worry, I'm stronger than I look." she said and rubbed her shoulder. "I went to go get food, but I guess we won't find any now, not after that fight." she frowned and looked down at her paws. Her tail flicked and wrapped around front paws.

Dragon looked around for a moment. It had been a few days since he last ate. He then said "Whenever I'm here, this place is derserted...But I have struck gold more than once near the mountains...Care for goats?"

Zellion was fuming over the loss of his 'employee', Dragon. "That stupid, hollow shell thinks he can just go back on our deal? I'll put him and his stupid girlfriend through the most unspeakable tortures......All I need is some help..." He then stopped "Yes! That's it! I could 'hire' someone else! But I must find someone worthy..."

Her stomach growled. "I coud eat a horse, goats are fine." she grinned. She stretched her legs and looked around once more.

"I'm sure we can pick off a horse or two also.." Dragon chuckled as he spread his wings and stretched them out; to make sure nethier of them were broken. "Let's go.." Dragon said as he slowly began to lift up...

Neschume opened her wings and she leaped into the sky. She flapped near Dragon and waited for him to lead the way.

Ahriman sat in a tree. He was watching the whole thing. "Hm, I guess everyone has their antaganist." he smirked and looked around, his wings shaking in the wind that blew through him.

Dragon nodded as he began to fly slowly enough for Neschume to catch up...

From a distance, Zellion noticed that another Fire Niwa was spying on Dragon and Neshume. Zellion immediately became interested in this new one; as he had observed his fighting several times in the past..."Perfect..." Zellion grinned. He then sent his mist form to the Niwa and materialized in front of him, saying "Greetings and salutations.....My name is Zellion, and you've just been selected to help me tie several loose ends...."

"Ooh, I feel sooo lucky. What's in it for me?" he asked, his tail flicked. Ahriman had his ways, almost similar to Zellion, always out to get someone, or doesn't like to be betrayed. His ear flicked and he watched his sister fly off with Dragon. He sniffed.


Neschume caught up and they flew off..

Zellion faintly smiled "I see you're eager....You have hate, you have anger...I can help you use them to their fullest extent.....I can make you a Demon-Form more powerful than then I had made Dragon....A Demon-Wolf made entirely made of black fire; the strongest of all Hellfires....In return, you'll carry out my bidding whenever I aquire and you'll answer to me and only to me....Understand so far?"

Dragon flew next to Neshume, telling her directions to where they were going. "After you go near that creek, turn northeast; that'll lead you right into the heart of the mountains. All of the prey that live there rarely leave...They start to dwindle down a bit about late-fall to early-winter, but the amount then would still be sufficent for a few packs, so you'll have nothing to worry about.."

Neschume nodded and looked down as the flew above the ground. She smiled as the wind blew through her fur, cooling her off from the sun.


"So, I'll be your slave?" she growled, his brow furled in anger. "I bend no knee to anyone." he snorted, his fur bristling.

"Is that so?" Zellion grinned "Well, I'm ..not...ANYONE!" Zellion roared as his arm mistified into a demonic tentacle and surged toward the Niwa and wrapped itself around his neck like a vice. "I'm Zellion...I'm the one who can give you the power to destroy! To decimate all in your way! To make Dragon beg for his life!...And finally grant you the bloody satisfaction of seeing your sister die...And rather as a 'slave', I perfer the term 'apprentice'....All of that for the price of your very soul....Accept my offer, and you shall have enough power to slash this pathetic world into ribbons...What's your answer? Live..or Die..." he growled as the tentacle slowly cranked on the Niwa's neck...

Dragon glanced at Neschume. 'She's a graceful flyer...' Dragon thought. He then looked over to a shady spot near the mountains. "That's the place, Neshume." Dragon said as he slowly hovered over to the spot...

Ahriman did not flinch nor grimace as the "tentacle" wrapped around his neck. "Very tempting offer. I guess I'll except." he said with smug smile. He then twisted around his neck and bit hard on tentacle and ripped it off his neck, then he fluffed up his chest fur and sat silently.

Neschume nodded and flew down toward the shadey spot. Her wings flapped silently on the wind and she finally landed softly on the ground. She shook her ruffle pelt and her wings disappeared. She opened her mouth to drink in the scents.

"Fearless..." Zellion smiled "And I can see that you're not a crybaby...Not like Dragon at all" Zellion then said "In order for me to grant you this power...I'll need your weapon for a few seconds, or otherwise the transformation won't work..."

Dragon laid down as he landed. He had always liked this place. The cool air and the soft grass always welcomed him here and provided him shelter. Dragon sighed "It's great to back here..." he turned to Neschume "there's a small creek over there in case you're thristy. And there should be some goats any minute.." seconds later, he spotted several of them. Dragon sneaked around them and took out a couple of them and carried them over to Neschume.

Ahriman smirked. He opened his red wings pulled out a red glowing sword from his wing. He handed the hilt toward Zellion. "Be careful, she doesn't like handlers that aren't her own." he smirked.

Neschume chuckled. She shook her pelt and sat down under the shade.

Zellion ingored the comment. He placed the sword in one of his paws and looked at it. His eyes began to glow; and then mist began to engulf the sword as the mist too began to light up. a few seconds later, the Niwa's sword had been transformed into a freakish-looking rapier that looked skeletal and was blood-red in color with a black, curved blade. Zellion smirk as he handed it back "Behold...your new weapon; The Lunatic...."

Dragon laid down next to Neschume. The twenty-zillion battles he had today had drained him of his Hell-Powers, and he didn't know how long it'd take for them to fully