The Halo Breed…
THE HALO BREED
A WEEKEND STORY
Sena paused on the steps to the porch and sighed greatly, and then he turned slowly and watched Kobby Obeng running up the slope.
A huge, muscular Hadesian peeled off the bulk around the princess and charged down at Kobby who raised his sword and slashed sideways, but the Hadesian floated easily upwards, grabbed Kobby, raised him, and slammed him down so brutally that for a moment Kobby lay unmoving, and Sena thought tragically that he was dead.
Kobby coughed out a mouthful of blood just then, and it spilled down the sides of his mouth. He rolled over once and got on his hands and knees. Grace, meanwhile, had managed to break free from her captives again, and she came flying towards the porch still screaming for help, her face agonized and horrified.
The brute Hadesian picked Kobby up again and threw him down the slope with such force that Kobby came sailing towards the building like a missile, and Sena knew he would definitely die if he crashed into the building or on the ground.
The Halo Breed soared off the steps and pivoted in the air once, caught Kobby, and set him down rather ungently on the ground, and then Sena’s axe jumped into his hand.
The diamond glints in his eyes spun fiercely and changed to orbs of fire, and then the axe burst into flames in his arms as he jumped, spun and crashed it into the brute Hadesian, splitting him to pieces that burned when they landed on the ground!
The other Hadesians were stunned as they beheld their colleague so easily shattered into pieces of burning fire! They had believed themselves invincible, superior, and immune from any attack from any human or weapon, and so to witness such devastation of a colleague was alien to them.
Their foremost emotion was one of instant fury and a craving to avenge, to give maximum punishment to the one who had infringed on their existence. With strident wails and growls, they all flew towards Sena.
The Breed grabbed the axe in both hands as he gravitated off the ground, surrounded by the infuriated Hadesians!
The first one to fly at him met the savage edge of Sena’s axe against his neck, severing the head completely so that body and head fell and burst into flames.
For a brief moment the rest paused, and then they let out horrible roars and moved on him en masse, in an attempt to smother him. But they found out, soon enough, that the young warrior was no ordinary man, and that his movements were honed not by men, but by spirits.
He was a blur of speed as he moved into empty spaces in beats of seconds, his weapon a ferocious, enraged extension of his arms that struck with deadly force and devastating efficiency.
They fell faster than they attacked, littering the field with burning carcasses. Kobby Obeng struggled to his feet by holding on to the balustrade and staring up there with new shock as Sena ravaged these brutes he thought were immortal.
“Surely, he is not human,” he murmured to himself in awe.
Grace stood beside Kobby and looked into the sky, and witnessed how vicious this brute of a boy was, how devastating his strikes were, and for the first time she became really afraid of what she had been asked to do.
This man was not fighting to protect, or defend himself!
He was fighting as a man demented, as a man filled with hatred and wanting to inflict the deepest massacre possible!
This was raw rage!
And, for the very first time, she felt the frantic terror of the Hadesians!
These entities had terrified Densua, afraid of nothing, and had no respect for anything earthling, were now screeching with fright now! Many of them lay on the ground burning and dead, and the rest were now hovering around Sena as he spun his axe in their midst.
For the first time since the fight began, Grace noticed that the Hadesians were not moving in bulk to smother Sena! They were spaced out now, only a few of them, and the circle between them and Sena was widening as if none of them was ready to lead the onslaught.
“They’re growing scared!” Kobby whispered, awed, disbelieving. “The damn bastards are scared!”
Sena, sizzling with rage, pointed his burning axe at one of them and dashed towards it in a blur of movement, his axe held low and swinging up savagely. It connected with the groin of the Hadesian and split him vertically from groin through belly, chest, neck and head like a hot knife going through butter!
The Hadesian fell apart, symmetrically divided into two, and began to burn up the moment the severed parts touched the ground!
The others fled!
“Dear Spirits!” Kobby whispered in awe.
The Hadesians didn’t flee by moving fast across the sky; they zoomed away, in a rush of terror! One moment they were hovering in the air, and then next second – phiiiiiin, gone, pooof!
It was inconceivable, absolutely unexpected, and Kobby watched Sena with soaring admiration as the young, handsome prince of the Halos landed on the ground.
But his eyes were still burning with those fiery rings, and his axe still had fire around its edges as he bore down on Grace Klubi with venomous wrath on his face.
Grace made a sound of fear in her throat and her beautiful face blanched with terror as he watched Sena!
Kobby moved in front of her with a grunt of pain as he clutched his ribs.
“Stand aside, sir,” Sena grated furiously as he held out his axe.
“Cool it, my Prince!” Kobby said with horror. “Surely, you don’t mean this princess harm, do you?”
“I’m going to cut off her head!” Sena said fiercely. “Step aside!”
“No, I certainly wouldn’t!” Kobby cried with horror and increasing anger. “What’s this mistrust of women that you have? You saw her being pursued by Hadesians, almost being killed! You saved her and now want to kill her yourself?”
“I didn’t save her,” Sena grated out. “I saved you. She is of no import to me. Move aside!”
“No, my son, no!” Kobby cried, holding out a hand behind him to keep Grace covered. “What are you doing? She is our princess! She used to be with them, but obviously she’s no longer with them! You just met her! Please, listen to her story!”
“I didn’t just meet her,” Sena said. “Met her once before, in the Underworld. She was with them, and she came to kill me!”
“Lord Lastor forced me, please,” Grace said, her voice unstable and teary as she beheld Sena’s wrath. “I wasn’t even there physically!”
“Physically or spiritually, I’m going to strike you down,” he replied grimly.
“Stop it, Sena, please!” Kobby almost shouted. “She’s the princess!”
“She ain’t no princess,” Sena said. “She ain’t one of you.”
“Why do you say that?” Kobby cried.
“Because she got wings, old man, she got wings!” Sena stated. “Human’s don’t have wings. She is evil, and her presence here bodes evil and wickedness for us. That girl has no honesty!”
“I fled from Lord Lastor because he turned my father into a statue!” Grace shouted out the lie, desperately seeking something to stem Sena’s anger and his urge to kill her. “I couldn’t be with him after that, please! Yes, I wanted to be very far away, but he sent his demons after me!”
“You lie!” Sena hissed and pushed Kobby aside with an impatient thrust, and then he grabbed Grace around the neck. “Why are you here?”
Grace stared at him with terror and shock.
She was used to being worshipped and treated like a goddess. All her life she had shunned the lecherous approaches of men, and refused to be drawn into their soft lies that she knew were aimed at owning her body and her beauty.
Most had been genuine, she knew, but she had not had any feeling for them. Her life had been ordered and chaste as she waited for a destiny, she knew would bring her true love.
Lord Lastor had eventually appeared, and for a spell of time she had thought herself in love with him, but now she lived in abject terror of him. Then this despicable man had come along. She had met him in the Underworld, facilitated by Lord Lastor, and ever since she had not known any peace. He had been in her dreams, and she had thoughts of him constantly.
The fact that he had survived the attack, and had been heading to Densua had filled her with a hidden excitement, and had made her heart flutter even though she tried to deny that fact.
And yet, here he was, and obviously he had no feelings for her apart from hatred and the urge to kill her. It made her blood boil with a hidden pain in her heart she did not understand.
She moved towards him with tears in her eyes and looked into his wonderful eyes, eyes that now had rings of fire burning around the irises.
“Yes, I attacked you,” she said tremulously. “But he made me, and would have killed me if I had refused! But, he turned my father into a statue, and for that I could not be with him, so I fled and came here because he once told me some of the people had escaped into the Pale Lands, and the Hadesians cannot enter the Pale Lands! So, Breed of the Halos, if you don’t believe me, and want to kill me, go right ahead!”
She stared defiantly at him even as the lie burned in her throat, and the white cords she had been given to tie into his hair were now coiled around her waist, under her clothing.
He looked into her beautiful face, now shattered and filled with pain. It was a fact that he had never beheld anyone so beautiful. Grace saw the fires in his eyes slowly ebbing, and soon enough she noticed the most beautiful ring of gems around his irises.
She took an unsteady step towards him as he dropped his axe, and then she wound both of her arms around his waist and put her right cheek against his hard chest.
She began to weep softly… and she did not know if she was weeping because she so wanted him to believe her, or because suddenly she felt so hurt for lying to him, and for what she had planned to do to him!
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