Kapitel 130: Chapter 130: I DON'T HAVE TIME
The creature had no problem nearing him,
As Beelzebub frantically tried to conceal his fear within.
His growls were proved useless, as the strong wind kept muffling his call for help.
He wondered who had plotted this, so he could take revenge.
However that wasn't supposed to be his priority now,
As the creature was so near, he could very hear his growls.
Beelzebub looked above to try and climb,
But before he knew it, the creature leaped and tackled him from behind.
His monsters tried to bite and chew the creature that strangles them,
But it didn't even flinched and together they fall, from the high top then.
No matter how hard he tried to claw to the walls,
His claws would snap, bloody and all.
He thought he'd die, but he was stopped by the branch that pierced his left arm,
As the creature, which tackled him, also wasn't saved from harm.
Despite being pierced on the stomach, the creature facing him showed no fear.
While the black goo on his face and body continued to hide who he was, still.
He blends so much in the dark, it was hard for Beel to adjust.
He looked at the roofstops, there must be someone here, "Please help him stop!"
His screams were continued to be blocked,
As the creature broke free and attacked.
Beelzebub used his monsters to bite the branch out,
And though pained, he tried to fight somehow.
"Just what kind of creature are you?"
He asked as the creature continued to hide the truth,
It kept attacking, no remorse for every cut he gets from Beel,
Didn't seem to feel pain, as he had a mission, for Beelzebub be killed.
Beelzebub was utterly amused and frighthened at his foe,
And realized, how much he loves his life so.
It was hard for him to maintain balance in the branches,
As the foe he's against with, was fast, strong, with feet stucked like magnet.
No matter how he strike, the creature would not back down,
He saw how mangled his chest is, but no hint of fear was marked, anyhow.
It kept moving and moving, eventually enough to grab him,
As it tore one of his monster apart, making him scream.
The dead monster was thrown to the ground,
As Beel's last reserve of sanity was taken asouth.
He looked at the monster and though in deep pain tackled him back,
His pure spite and anger, turned his mind black.
This time, it was no hunger that had drove him to behead his enemy,
It was pure wrath, as he had killed his company.
They weren't just monsters he had in his back,
Losing only one, was enough to make his heart crack.
Panting, he tried to look down,
But it was too dark, to see it somehow.
He cried, as he yelled the monster's name.
"Fanta! Please!" And it took him back to his days.
His recalling back was cut shortly by Nemue,
Who was controlling Samael from all that time,
Like a doll, possessed, Samael's body rose without a head,
As Beelzebub was shocked, and even more afraid.
"What did I do to you? That you are to do this?"
"Ah, that I cannot tell you, dear. (For me and the one who loathes you made a deal.)"
"You witch! And why possess Samael?"
"Well, he was available...so, say your last farewell!"
Nemue made Samael run towards Beel,
As Beelzebub growled and fought with all he had still.
Nemue laughed, taunting him to give up.
As Beelzebub tried to stand still, although he spurted out blood when he coughed.
"Yeah, yeah, we get it you're strong,
But aren't you tired? This battle's gettin' long,"
The witch continued to taunt him, as she continued to play around,
With his stamina wavering, he knelts to the branch, and now,
Nemue comes near to him, "Ah, look! I scored!"
As she signalled Samael to put his head back together,
That was when Beelzebub saw the red amulet in her neck,
Glowing everytime she speaks an order, oh how he wonders if it breaks.
He kicked Nemue when she was expecting him to stay down,
Which made her quite shocked, as Beelzebub snatched the amulet and threw it to the ground,
With it gone, Samael's body dropped as well,
But Nemue was strong enough to begin with,
"Oh hell..
Pff hahahahah! You think I needed that thing to finish you off?
I just used him because fighting you is a mess,
You're getting weaker, dumber, slower, Beelzebub,
Even a witch like I, is far superior and above."
Her eyes glew yellow, as she wears another amulet,
This time it has a greenish color, and the nearby branches began to be violent.
It shook, and pierced Beelzebub, try as he may to dodge,
As Nemue smiles with joy, "You'd be a satisfying lunch."
Beelzebub growls as his monsters tried to scream with him,
"A monster like you, can't ever defeat a witch."
She laughs a bit more seeing how helpless Beel struggled,
She took the sharpest branch, as she urges him to stand and battle.
"I want you begging for your life before I kill you,
Saying my name, before your dear life is due."
Beelzebub stood up, determined not to be killed,
As Nemue laughed, "I'm just kidding dear.
I want you killed right away,"
And how quickly did the branches swayed,
Beelzebub climbed above to seek for help,
As Nemue hunted him like he was nothing but a mere prey.
Azazel watched from above, satisfied,
But his crow returned, telling him that Satan with his troops, are coming to this side.
Was his wind not that powerful enough?
Did they heard his growls? Gosh, there's not a way he can hide.
Knowing that his plan is in a brink of failing,
He came between Nemue and Beel, and stabbed the lady without flinching.
The witch looked at him, utterly confused,
Feeling nothing more, but betrayed and used.
She did it for him, for his desired crown,
As a single tear fell, and she gave one last frown.
Her gaze were enough to tell Azazel she felt deeply hurt,
Questioning to him, her value and worth.
She thought she was his dearest, his most beloved friend,
The one who he'd spare, from his betrayel and threats.
And yet she was wrong, she trusted the wrong kind,
He was a monster, no heart, but only mind.
She felt the most painful feeling, as she realized,
She died with no change, a witch betrayed and despised.
It was not true however, that Azazel doesn't care for her,
As he had once looked at her, as if she was the world.
But Azazel had no choice, there wasn't much time,
Nemue held his shoulders tightly, before she then dies.
The realization that his friend is dead, snapped him back to reality,
That he is truly nearing, to his planned victory.
Azazel smiles and in his mind was a logic,
If he wants to be God, then he shouldn't be afraid of scenes that could play tragic.
Even God himself sacrificed his beloved son,
So what's stopping him? From sacrificing his beloved for the sake of his plan?
Yes, she is, truly valuable to him,
Without her, he won't be able to save his skin.
Now that Beel sees him as his saviour,
He could still rank higher.
He could be entrusted more than what he has now,
All thanks to Nemue's cold body dropped down.
Just in time Azazel noticed Satan perking through the window,
His red eyes luminous, against the darkness glow.
Satan jumped, and flew towards the tree,
"I just happened to wonder, why something dropped down, and I know finally.."
Azazel remembered the monster torn from Beelzebub,
His wind was too high to muffle its drop.
Satan still looked cautious, and snatched Beel from Azazel's side.
"We'll investigate this case, and if I prove that you're one of the guilty, I'll kill you myself,"
"But Satan! He was the one who helped!"
"Beel, quiet, you are injured and unwell,
For now, I won't allow our greatest medic to treat you to health,
He's a suspect for now, I can't allow my allies to die a sudden death.
Azazel, remember that I hate lies myself,
If I find out about your treachery, I'd give you, your hell."
"And I assure you that I meant no ill intention!"
"You better do, because I find it an odd situation."
Satan leaves as he carries Beelzebub,
While Azazel quickly flew to the ground.
He retrieved Nemue, and tried to convince himself he's not hurt,
But even he cried, doubting if killing her off was worth.
He embraced her one last time, apologizing in his mind,
Telling that he needed to sacrifice, for greater things to come in his hands.
Her body felt cold, and that made him cry more,
He must be crazy, for he wasn't feeling this way before.
He flew back, as the demons piled up and see his eyes,
Their thoughts that he planned it out, completely gone from their minds.
With tears such as that, he was able to convince him that he wasn't using her,
As Satan's suspicions, then failed to rule.
Azazel's plans did not end there however,
As the news then reached Lucifer,
Lucifer felt thankful and acknowledged him greatly,
Without knowing that his real target, was he.
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