Hunting down Kezaa

[Telah]

Telah storms in to the duling hall, his thoughts are comsumed by rage. "KEZAA I WILL KILL YOU." He screams. He thought Kezaa might be here hiding a peice of the sword but he wasnt, at least not now.

"KEZAA I WILL FIND YOU IF I HAVE TO KILL EVERYONE IN THIS DAMNED SCHOOL TO DO IT." He then charges at the wall and digs into it with his long silver claws.

He will have to come here eventually he thinks so he decided to stay in the hall and keep attacking the wall as he awaits his prey.

[Kezaa (retired)]

A strange, swishing sound could be heard echoing through the room, running for several seconds before briefly stopping, and then starting again in the same sequence.

Eventually, a young man made his presence known. The thing that was leaving and returning from his hand and making all that swishing noise was the sword he had recently purloined from the young Gryffindorian. After tossing it up in the air several times, like it was nothing more than a coin, he let it rest in his firm grip.

"Looking for me? Or just what you gave me?" he asked, holding the sword up for a better view for the boy to see.

"Kid, I better not see you make any funny moves, or I'll use this sword to separate your legs from your body. And if I get anymore rudness and yelling from you, I'm gonna break every last bone in your body. Are we clear?" he asked briskly, turning his gaze towards this estranged student.

"Now, tell me why you gave me this sword, if you're so anxious to get it back." he mumbled, but just loudly enough to let the boy hear him as he checked the blade, as if to try and pinpoint some hidden quality in it.

[Telah]

"I am no mear child I am the demon Sora, slayer of men and onethousand years your senor. " The demon says calmly "And if you must know that sword can be used to open a gate to the underworld, and release all hell apon the world. But first I will start with this school." The demons eyes then trun a seeper shade of red and his muscles buldge more. "The only other thing I need is this." He says as he returns to Telahs form. A light yellow glow appears on his chest and a pendant appears on his chest. "I cant figure out how to get the pendant out yet so I have to use his body."

Then with a smirk the demon changes his voice to sound like Telahs. "Kezaa you wouldnt hurt an old friend would you" The demon knew not what Kezaa would do but he had a feeling it may be in his favor.

[Kezaa (retired)]

"That's quite a rap sheet. Now time for me to introduce myself." he announced, shouldering the blade enforcingly.

"I'm Kezaa Krushendum, the Head Boy of MH. Although, I'm not sure if that whole introduction is valid, since I'm not exactly human anymore." he said in a pondersome tone, his thoughts growing distant for a moment.

"But what does that matter? I mean, its not like I have anything to fear from you anyway." he said with a cocky smirk as he watched the demon become more befuddled.

"I mean, just look at you. You go around, braggin about how you're older than Doraemon or whatever, and yet you're not even above stealing the bodies of innocent bystanders such as one of my students. And to top it off, you think that you're actually getting this blade back? Students aren't supposed to handle dangerous toys like this, you know." Kez sneered, tilting his jaw up jokingly.

[Telah]

"Kezaa give me the sword." The demon says mockingly in Telahs voice. "What do you want to talk to your little friend befor I kill him and take the pendant, fine youll both be dead soon anyway."

The demon then let Telah speak through him but not willingly while the demon was braging the old Telah was gaining controle possibly for the last time "Kezaa you have to do something my souls fuzing with the demon, Petrefy me, kill me, do something just dont let him open the....." Telahs voice then trails off as the demon regains controle once again. "The boy is stronger then a thought perhaps he will come inhandy for something."

[Kezaa (retired)]

"Telah, if you can hear me, then don't worry." he annunciated towards the body standing before him.

"And you," he said, pointing the sword at him challengingly.

The only way you're getting this back is if I ram it through your skull. I doubt either of you want that. And you can stop bluffing about taking Telah's life. I already know that you need his soul intact to maintain your presence in his body. In other words, you only live as long as he lives. He also seems to have something else you want, but that doesn't matter much if you don't have this, now does it?" he asked, brandishing the sword again mockingly.

"And another thing, don't presume to fool me with that whole false friend act. Where do you get that 'old friend' crap? We probably haven't done anything except talk once or twice."

[Telah]

"Still you wont hurt a fellow student, I know you well enough to say that." The demon says with a smirk. He then begins to charge at Kezaa in Telah's body.

Now Kezaa would be faced with a moral delema that the demon in side Telah hoped he would come out of top of.

Blazing faster and faster before finnally getting to him a throwing one punch and then another and another until pretty soon he began to grow tired. Then he stoped and waited to see what Kezaa would do.

[Isaac]

The initial response, however, came not from in front, but from behind.

Isaac drove from above, wings folded tightly, ramming one knee into the back of the students neck, approximately where the neck muscles met the spinal cord. The impact hurled the boy forward, into Kezaa, as Isaac landed smoothly. "Kezaa may not believe in such actions, I, however, think using a different set of, ah, honor." Isaac said softly.

[Kezaa (retired)]

As the young student charged forward and began laying into Kezaa with a series of blows, his body merely flinched with each strike. Is demeanor grew more and more annoyed, until he finally ceased and looked back up at him. He held nothing but aggravation and pity in his heart for such a creature. It reminded him of the Halloween party, for some strange reason.

"Are you done now? If you are, then I-" Kezaa was cut off when the boy was propelled straight at him with a much greater force then before, and he somehow sensed it did not come from Telah.

Speak of the devil.

He glanced up at Isaac with contempt in his eyes, bluwing a tuft of blonde hair out from the front of his eyes.

"Who said I wasn't willing to go to such lengths? I didn't even ask for your help." he grumbled softly as he laid the now limp body of the student on his back.

[Telah]

The blow Telah had taken was not only enough to knock him out, it also knocked the gold spirit pendent out of Telahs body. The pendant flys swiftly through the air until it hits the wall and shatters into three peices. As soon as the pendant hit the floor a puff of smoke came out of it, after a few seconds the smoke began to take on the form of a golden dragon with glowing green eyes. The smoke then solidifyed and the dragon spoke. "Finnally I am free to regain my controle over the earth, and the only wepon that can stop me will soon be mine." The dragon says and then a second later it swooped down snatching the spirit sword from Kezzas hands. "Now the shatter this." The dragon says as he bites down and the sword that then breaks into three peices. The peices along with the pendant peices then vanish. "These are hidden around the grounds in spots that have been forgotten for centurys, I would know this castle used to by my own." He then smirks "I could kill you now but ill let the trials that lay before you do that for me." With that the dragon vanishes.

[Kezaa (retired)]

"......Riiiight...." Kez said as this supposed 'dragon' came and broke the sword and made the threat to him, as he usually did. Kez was quite bored of this creature's lame and empty threats, and even more so bored by having to scrape past some lame henchmen that this 'dragon' was probably going to send.

Kezaa was very skeptical of this creature, as most dragons whom claimed to be that old would not even be able to fit inside the dueling hall. He then made an indifferent shrug to Isaac and walked out.