"And you think this is the best way to handle that, do you?" The silver haired demon spoke calmly and his face showed no readable emotion. "You five against me? You do realize there's no chance."
"You're a cocky piece of shit, Storm! You'll go down one way or another tonight!" Thunder rumbled in the distance.
Storm laughed, opening his arms wide to indicate himself. "I'm an alpha, Kaine! It's not cockiness, it's rationality!" His laughter left and his face took on a serious expression. "Turn around before you start something you'll regret. I'm sure you can find better ways to solve your little power problem than committing suicide."
"It's time you learned a lesson asshole! Get him!" Kaine shouted, his face red with anger.
Storm's eyes instantly glowed a bright crimson and he disappeared the instant Kaine's four demon 'army' collided into each other where Storm had been moments ago. Kaine had stayed still as he'd given his order and now his eyes were wide as a trickle of blood ran down his throat. Storm stood right behind him, his glowing eyes the very embodiment of demonic. "This is your fault, Kaine." He spoke before he disappeared again and one of the other demons screamed as long black claws shot out from his chest, his life-blood splattering everywhere. The other three demons immediately jumped to grab Storm but only succeeded in grabbing their dead companion's body before it reached the ground.
"Get him you idiots!" Kaine seemed to have gotten over his shock and now drew the 2 knives he held at his waist.
"What are those play things you have there?" Storm appeared, standing right in front of Kaine. "Ah, yes. It's those 'special blades' you're so fond of, aren't they?"
"Why don't you stay still and fight instead of hiding and picking us off!"
Storm shrugged. "If you insist." Storm immediately shot forward and slammed his elbow down onto Kaine's wrist, forcing him to release one of the blades he held. He jumped back and tossed the blade into the air, catching it again with a smile, his eyes still glowing ruefully. "I'll do you a service. You cherish these so much, I'll let you be killed by one. You better dodge." He winked and threw it straight at Kaine's face.
Kaine easily snatched it out of the air. "Are you just playing games now St-" Storm couldn't be seen.
"What was that Kaine?" The voice came below him.
Kaine looked down and Storm crouched, spinning and throwing a kick straight up, catching Kaine under the chin and throwing him backwards but Kaine stubbornly held onto the knives. Storm stood, dusting himself. "You're not making me very impressed here, Kaine. You get one more chance. 1 life or all of them. How much do you wanna lose for your sorry pride?"
Kaine smiled and the other demons had their hands on Storm. One had their arm around his throat while the other two grabbed his wrists, holding his arms down. Kaine tossed and caught one of his blades. "It's my turn to smile now, Storm. Let's show you why I treasure these blades."
Storm's eyes flashed. "Don't make a mistake, Kaine."
Confusion flashed in Kaine's eyes momentarily but he shook it off. "Suffer in the afterlife, Storm Recair!" The blades elongated, turning pitch black as grey fire covered them. He launched one, aiming straight for Storm's chest.
In one fluid motion, Storm jerked his right arm forward, forcing the demon holding it to stumble after it. Storm grabbed the collar of the demon's shirt and hauled him to stand in front of him, facing Storm. Blood followed next as the bewitched blade landed in the back of the demon. He screamed as the enchanted fire engulfed him and Storm kicked him away from him and the other two demons. The stranger fell to the ground, writhing in pain and screaming for mercy but Storm knew there was none to be had. He knew these blades. He would not let ignorance be the reason he died. This fire knew no mercy and hardly knew command. Storm's gaze fell stonily on Kaine as the screams finally began to fade. He smiled widely, fangs showing. "One more try, Kaine. Don't make a mistake."
Kaine's gaze shot from the dead comrade to the hostile one in front of him. He shared the same uncertain look the other two holding Storm held. Determination replaced the uncertainty as Kaine walked towards the other, the other blade blazing in his hand. He stopped right in front of Storm. "Grab his hair. I want his neck." The demon holding Storm's throat nodded and obeyed, grabbing Storm's hair and holding it tight. Kaine rose his blade. "You can't dodge this, asshole." Hate filled Kaine's eyes and he slashed the blade. In a split second, Storm, wincing, ducked down and pushed himself back, making the demon holding his hair lurch forward only to have the blade slash across his throat that now lay bare where Storm's had been. Horror filled Kaine halfway through but Storm didn't hesitate. He shoved the injured demon away from him as the grey fire began consuming him. He spun and grabbed the stunned demon still holding his other wrist, catching his collar and hauling him over his own body while ripping his wrist free from the slackened grip, throwing the demon on top of the hungry flames. He rose straight, ignoring all the screams. "That's it, Kaine! You were warned. Now I'll keep my promise." He disappeared once again, appearing right behind Kaine and jerking the arm that held his blade behind his back. He shoved the arm upwards quickly, not pausing after the loud snap resounded, and let the knife fall to the ground. Without the touch of Kaine, the fire immediately extinguished from the blade, making nothing more than a normal knife. Storm grabbed it and stabbed it deep into Kaine's throat.
Kaine's face showed nothing but shock and horror, his lungs begging for air but only a gurgling sound being heard from him. Storm looked down at him, emotionless. "I'd turn this into a lesson but you have no more time to learn. 'Suffer in the afterlife', Kaine." The light of life faded from Kaine's eyes before his body fell to the dusty ground.
Thunder rumbled closer, the sky beginning to darken with the promise of rain. The glowing crimson eyes slowly left Kaine's body to fall on a cluster of bushes. He instantly disappeared and a voice sounded behind Firion. It was extremely close and, along with the pointed touch of claws on Firion's back, it was as if he dared Firion to turn around. "Why don't you make a smarter move than poor Kaine here and remove your hands from your weapon belt, hunter."