Chapter 10: Sleepwalker's dream. Part III

Yevgeny and Joe Armand slashed their swords killing some demons with one blow, their poise and skill present in every move.

Joe turned to his right and thrusted a dagger in a demon and with his sword cut the head of another. Yevgeny mumbled a spell and made a small row of demons fall to the ground as he ran and cut their heads off with the same stroke. Several fell victim of another kind of weaponry, unseen, unheard, stealth. Yevgeny and Joe sighed in relief and made a sort of victory signal in the air.

-"Yo! Alexei if you see the big goon behind all this, point it out!" Joe said in his mind. Turning around, making another signal in the air, but this time one that showed caution.

On a secluded area, stealth and skillful stood Alexei with his weapon watching everything waiting for green shots for him to fire. His eyes white as they become when he calls his craft. Behind the white eyes he could see the energy and aura of the people in the area, only that, the rest was darkness to him, making him realize who he had to encounter.

-"No big goons so far, just regular goons...wait! (he fired his weapon, a darkened arrow, that pierced a demon and made it fall to the ground and disappear) no, no big goon, a regular..." he said in his head.

-"Keep and eye out then!" Yevgeny said in his head as well as he slashed another demon on his chest and left it to die.

Meanwhile Joe Armand parried and thrusted his sword with a beat on his head.

-"Vamos demonio sal a bailar, que tu lo haces fenomenal, tu cuerpo se mueve como una palmera, suave suave suave su su suave suave suave su su suave" he sang as he took out the heads of demons on his way with skill similar to chinese movies as the beat gave him the pace.

-"Got your viral fix?" Yevgeny asked while stiffling a laugh and cutting apart a demon in front of him. Joe Armand laughed and kept hitting the demons in front of him.

They were full of demon blood, they were tired, but demons kept coming at them, they thanked the gods for Alexei being in point as their bodyguard of sorts, but they still wondered as they put more demons to death, 'when does it end?'.

-"La puta madre que los parió!" Joe Armand cursed in spanish for enphasis as he cut the head of a demon on the ground. The demons suddenly stopped attacking them, they stopped going toward them, they stood still as if they were awaiting orders. The spellhowlers kept their stance nonetheless, years of training kicking in gear.

-"Dude...that was creepy" Alexei said in his mind, sniper mode activated from the get go, his eyes going to normal for a bit, then back to white as the craft came back to him.

-"What do you see kid?" Joe Armand sad keeping a defensive stance with his sword. The demons stood as statues.

-"Just them...nothing more..." Alexei murmured something and he switched locations a couple of times as he whispered a spell, trying to get a better angle, a better look at what was happening.

-"It could be that Nessa pissed someone off?" Yevgeny asked almost to himself.

-"This feels no good at all my friend..." Joe Armand said still in a defensive stance looking side to side.



In another part of Neo Tokyo, Aleksandr and Witold held a defensive stance as well as a number of demons also stood still around them. Aleksandr's breath came out shallow as held his 3 piece staff before him, Witold knelt in the ground holding his sword before him.

-"I need info now Richard!" Witold said in his head. Not and answer.

-"Could it be that she found it?..." Aleksandr said softly, Witold looked at him as if he was crazy.

-"What are you talking about man?"

-"She is where she is supposed to go..."

Witold then started to fill himself with rage and started attacking the unmoving demons, slashing and ripping them apart with his sword, screaming at the top of his lungs.

Every demon fell, not a move they made, blood spattered everywhere.

Aleksandr looked toward the ground, trying to keep his composure, trying not to fill himself with rage as well, but then something happened. A demon moved toward him and him noticing this cracked its head with his staff with one hand, almost in some sort of reflex. It was then that he exploded in rage and started eliminating demons one by one.

His moves were almost taken out of a epic chinese film, but the rage on his face and the outburst in his voice as he came in contact with a demon were worthy of a medieval fighting movie.

Yevgeny, Joe and Alexei followed, them in their own reverie, killing and dusting some of the demons among them.

Blood, tiredness, yells, frustration, neverending oblivion...it is their fate for now, to fight on their own...


In another world yet in the same place, Nadzieja, or Nessa as her friends call her, walked the streets among those who have died, and those who remain conscious in a world of death.

The world of the dead, was the same as the world of the living, the same streets, the same environment, the same buildings, yet the world of the dead had only those who are dead and those who can cross between worlds, all reigned by the Lady Death, who controlled the surroundings, not missing a beat.

Nessa walked clad in her black boots and outfit, her weapons concealed, with a focus, knowing her destination. She stopped at a nearby pub, one that she knew in the world of the living, but this time it lay almost empty.

She approached to the bar and sat on a stool near another patron concealed in a big coat. Nessa turned toward the other patron and smiled.

-"Fancy place you decided to meet me..." she said almost in a laugh.

The patron moved toward her and took away its coat revealing a girl, resembling exactly like Nessa.

-"You're one to talk..." the girl said smiling as well and wth a wink drank a bit from a glass she had in front of her.


Thunderclap was heard in Neo Tokyo, the warriors fighting looked toward the sky with a solemn face. Alexei wiped his eyes, Aleksandr looked at the moon with sadness in his eyes, Witold looked away and cursed.

Their faces could be seen from different places it seemed, their faces reflecting what would happen soon, one of the outcomes possible.

It is the Sleepwalker's dream one of which he doesn't want to get up, but it is the nightmare he faces that he can't erase with a dream.


Nessa stood in the rooftop of her building, the wind playing with her hair, she closes her eyes in delight. Aleksandr approached her and held her hand with a small smile, she smiled as she looked at him and said 'hi'.

-"So...we are here." Aleksandr said softly, blushign almost, like a child.

-"Yes, we are..."

-"Do you really have to go?" Aleksandr pleaded with her with his eyes.

-"You know that better than anyone...you dreamt it, you know what I must do." She blushed slightly.

-"Some dreams we can change, some we can form ourselves..." He said with a solemn face, holding her hand tightly but without bruising her.

-"Some dreams are meant to be lived..." She said holding his hand as well. He looked away for a moment, trying to hide his sudden sadness.

-"Just because he did what he did you don't have to go there, you really don't!" he said almost pleading wth his voice.

-"Listen to me, I am not going there because of him! I have to do this, and I'm the only one who can!" She said rather frustrated now, looking away.

He looked at her part ashamed of his outburst, part saddened. 

He hugged her suddenly, she hugged him back and punched him slightly on his side, playfully almost.

-"You big baka..." she sniffled as a tear came down on her face, laughing slightly.

She walked toward the edge of the roof and looked back at him, he stared at her. As she held up her hand to wave a 'goodbye' he ran and grabbed her hand.

-"You are coming back, it is not negotiable!" he said almost in a whisper, giving her another hug surprising her. He then stood inches before her, putting his forehead against hers, a hard thing to do since he was much taller.

-"Really?" she asked smiling a little.

He smiled closing his eyes, then she suddenly kissed his lips slightly and pulled away from him, him not realizing it at that exact moment, he opened his eyes in surprise as she waved at him and jumped from the roof.

He ran to the edge and watched her fall as if she were to fly at any given moment.

She felt the wind beneath her, the sounds of Neo Tokyo surrounding her, Aleksandr cried out for her holding tightly to the edge of the roof itself.

She murmured a spell and smiled...

-"May the wind beneath me serves you well..." she said in the end.

Then, she dissapeared into the air.

-End of Chapter-