Heirot

Mi growled low under her breath. Trying to keep her temper in check, though that did not stop her eyes from turning a blood red color. "Well, f*ck you..." she muttered, running her hand across the wall feeling the smooth cold stone.

She pushed her hair from her face and continued behind them. The corridore was narrow, a broad shouldered man would definitely have difficult moving through the corridore, however she, being slinder moved easily through.

"Aye," the Efil laughed softly. "You may have your chance to do that. Just give it time." His eyes fell hungry on the slender body of Mi. His crimson eyes glowing in the darkness that lingered behind Damien's fire.

"Where am I going?" Damien finally asked.

"There is but one route," a hollow answer came, "Just follow it to its end."

Damien felt his blood rush through his veins at the sharp remark, but kept his calm composure.

Mi glanced behind her at the ghostly figure. Her eyes still a blood red... Almost matching his. She noticed that suddenly. That his eyes were red as well. She calmed hers, allowing her eyes to return to the normal blue. Then she glanced back forward, following Damien.

She never quite understood why men were so drawn to her. Even her own father... It disturbed her as well as confused her.

She didn't say anything else. For all she had was questions. She didn't trust him... He wouldn't answer her questions, there for she didn't trust him more.

Her bare feet touched something wet, though it was too hard to see what it was. She felt that cold draft again and glanced around for a source, a pipe, a vent, something of that nature.

The fire fished around the icy breeze as it seemed to give it more life. Damien stared a bit confused, as the flame danced around on its own. A stench touched the noses of the approaching humans. Damien didn't know what he smelled, but it was horrid. It smelled dead.

A dim light loomed in the distance of the hall. Damien turned to those behind him. Trydent and Thorn seemed a bit uncomfortable with the entire situation. Mi still seemed strong but a bit uneasy. The red eyes that had followed them no longer lingered in the darkness behind them. "Where'd he go?" Damien asked his three comrades.

Mi glanced behind her... Her feet slipping in the wet substance on the floor. "Gods... what is that smell?" she gasped, trying to take in a clean breath of air. "There is something on the floor..." She said, slipping again and clutching the wall to keep from falling. "I have a bad feeling about this Damien...."

The light at the end of the tunnel became more visible to each of them... though it touch Mi less since she was at the end... The men blocking most of the light from filling the hallway.

Damien heard sloshing under his boots as he stepped forward. The place reeked of dead.

"Ahhhh....!" Damien's thoughts were interrupted by Trydent's shriek.

"What the hell is your problem?" Damien asked as Trydent's eyes fixed on the ground in front of them.

Damien looked at the floor and quickly realized what Trydent saw. An arm laid against the wall, and blood had rose to their ankles.

"Oh... How dreadfully wonderful..." Mi said as she looked down at her feet to find them covered in dark red blood. She arched an eyebrow and glanced at her feet and the nightgown which was soaked at the bottom. She laughed cold heartedly. "Anyone want to carry me before I get a disease of some sort from trodging through this filth?" Though, she didn't expect anyone to carry her and frankly didn't want to be carried. However, her idea of a swell day was not walking ankle deep in dirty blood with no telling how many diseased floating around in it.

The smell was disgusting, however didn't upset her stomach since the smell of burning flesh was quite similar.

"It's not our fought you didn't wear shoes," Damien remarked. The limbs and body parts only multiplied as they treaded onward. Damien closed the fire out in his hand as he approached an enormous chamber lit by some sort of enchanted flames. Bodies and blood covered the floors.

"Look out!" Thorn called as he shoved Damien to the side, knocking him to the ground.

Damien would have been pissed if hadn't seen the green object fly past his head. He quickly recuperated from the push of Thorn. Blood dripped from his tunic as he stood. He shook the crimson liquid from his hands as well and flipped his hair from his eyes. Trydent and Thorn rushed to his side and waited for the unknown enemy to strike again.

Mi's eyes flashed red, and this time they didn't go back normal. Her hands glowed slightly as she grew more and more aggitated at people smarting off to her. In case he didn't remember she didn't have time to get dressed. They were two busy trying to get arrested.

She watched in delighted amusement as Damien was almost hit by a flying green light. "Ooo..." she said and laughed musically as he picked himself off the blood covered floor.

She walked over towards a dark corner in the room that for some reason she felt utterly drawn to. As if some magical force was seducing her into the darkness. Calling to her... pulling on her. Though she felt no real physical force she just felt compelled to take a look in the shadows. "What an interesting place we've been tricked into coming too..."

"Where are you goin?" Damien asked. A bit confused by her actions. The enemy remained hidden from their line of vision.

Mi glanced back at them as she reached the edge of the pitch black shadow. "You know, you men really should learn how to treat a woman.... Your attitudes are getting on my last nerve..." She glanced back forward about the time a vine twined its way around her waist and jerked her into the darkness. Mi uttered no sound, screamed nothing of surprise. She just disappeared into the darkness while a woman clothed in nothing but leaves and vines stepped out of the darkness, dragging something like a leash behind her with Mi on it as if she were a pet. Mi quickly burned the leash to a cinder and stared at the woman, holding her hand up and conjuring a fire ball.

The woman's brown hair had green streaks in it, and her eyes were an emerald color. Her skin was a golden brown, and her lips the color of grass.

The three men stood in awe at the site of the other woman then Damien asked, "And you are?"

Trydent and Thorn relaxed with big smiles on their face, praying for a cat fight.

She smiled and tossed her brown and green hair. "Eve," she said in a perky tone that annoyed Mi a great deal. "But, you can call me your future lover, sugar..." she said, winking to him. Mi rolled her eyes.

"Not if your dead," Mi said in a cold tone, the fire growing larger.

"Jealous?" the woman said and turned towards her.

"Hardly... Eve... I'm just annoyed by you. Don't take it personally. Everyone in this room is beginning to bug me. You just happen to be doing it more than others.

"Whip her ass, Mi," Thorn yelled out. Damien and Trydent looked at him with raised eyebrows. Thorn shrugged and smiled in return to their expressions.

"Come here you pretty girl, I'll give you a nice spanking!" the woman giggled as she turned on her heal, throwing out her hand and a wine slipped from an unknown sourcing, spiraling towards Mi. Mi couldn't help but note the sexual tone in the woman's voice.

Mi held her arm up. The vine wrapped around Mi's arm and Mi stood there showing no emotion. "I've got you now, pretty!" the woman laughed.

"Think again, bitch," Mi said, wrapping her arm more around the vine and giving a swift tug. It pulled Eve off her feet and sent her tumbling towards Mi. When she was close and had stumbled to her feet Mi dropped kicked her, knocking her down. The vine fell lose from Mi's arm as she burned it away.

"Ow, that hurt!" Eve's voice was rather annoying as she proclaimed that Mi had hurt her. "Now, I'll return the favor..." She stood up and cross her arms over her chest. Eve through her arms out and leaves moved at lightening speed towards Mi. Mi smiled and casually slipped her hand into the air. A red sheild of close nit lazer like bars appeared. The leaves hit the sheild and hissed before burning into nothing.

Mi disappeared in flames and reappeared behind the Eve, drawing a dagger from the woman's own clothing. She placed the green tinted blade to the annoying woman's throat and whispered in her ear. "I believe it was I that gave you the spanking... This might hurt a little." She moved to slit Eve's throat as the blade turned red hot from Mi's magic.