Total Desolation Part 32

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Total Desolation Part 32

I made it to the end of the hall and slammed into the heavy steel door. I tried the knob even though I knew it wouldn’t work, which it didn’t and proceeded to take out my handgun and shoot the lock. The lock seemed to burst as chunks of metal went flying, but what more could I expect, I was using hollow points after all.
I swiftly brought my leg up and booted the door, it flung open easily from the amount of force I threw into it.
A startled Korse flung around to look at me, surprised at how quickly he had been followed.
“How did you get out!?” Korse screamed.
“It doesn’t matter how, what matters is that you're finally going down.” I told him calmly, confident that he would be killed.
“And how do you propose that will happen?” He asked matter of factly.
A smirk formed on my face that turned to a huge grin and I began laughing maniacally. Korse’s face was one of horrified terror. When I was sure that Korse was one hundred percent horrified and least expecting it I jumped into his mind.
It was strange to see my own body thru someone else’s eyes. I looked determined, and quite scary as I laughed, and I definitely looked fucking badass. But now wasn’t the time to worry about what I looked like, now was the time to worry about the task at hand. But I couldn’t ignore the fact that it seemed I was still controlling my body when my soul was in Korse’s body. There was still so much that I hadn’t learned about my soul binding and I wanted to know more but it seemed that that wouldn’t be happening.
I forced my body to lunge at Korse so that he wouldn’t be protective of his mind so much as his own physical body, I knew that it was easier to control an open and relaxed mind rather than a tense one. As I suspected his mind loosed and I took control. I stiffened him and forced my own body into action, I lunged at him with a knife but only managed to nick his cheek with my blade when he realized what was happening and fought back, throwing himself back and landing on his ass.
I withdrew from Korse’s mind and back into my own fully, I might have been good, but it would take a lot to overcome Korse’s mind and keep control while still controlling my own body to attack him. It was too much to do and I didn’t have enough time to learn how to pull it off. If I continued that tactic I would surely die, and possibly not take Korse with me, and I wouldn’t allow that to happen.
“What was all that fancy fighting?” Korse questioned, confused about how I had done that.
“Oh, didn’t you know? I’m possessed my darling. I’m a soul binder and I can take over your entire body without a second thought of how to do so. In the blink of an eye I can make you kill yourself.” I smiled a big devious smile and then shook my head, that hadn’t been my intentions, that was the curse talking.
Korse’s face contorted in confusion and I seized my opportunity, I flipped up onto my left hand and swung a knife in a downward arc, I caught him in the third rib down on the left side and dragged it down to the seventh rib, crushing the ribs and causing him to bleed out everywhere. He came upwards at me with a knife of his own, catching me below the jaw and ripping it upwards before ripping the blade out. I slurped on my own blood and willed it to heal somewhat but even with it slightly healed I couldn’t ignore the searing pain in my jaw.
Blood dripped down across my jaw and dripped onto my clothes and the floor, mixing with Korse’s own blood. My blood on the floor seemed to be black rather than red, even the blood on my red tanktop seemed to be black drips rather than red on red. I could only guess that it was the evil inside of me taking over, turning my blood black. My skin was flaming hot, my blood boiling inside me, when my trench coat arm was torn I saw my forearm bubbling, as if my very blood was boiling inside of me, my veins showed that my blood was indeed black, no longer blue then red, just straight jet black.
I pulled back to a standing position after a fierce set of three straight roundhouses directed at Korse, he managed to dodge the first by jumping over it and that then set him up perfectly to the next and he fell to the ground forcing me to miss my third hit.
We now stood face to face, I breathed quieter than expected for a girl that had just performed three round houses along with various other moves, but what could I say, I was trained not to breathe, I held a record of 3 minutes and 49 seconds going without breathing, this wasn’t that hard. We stared at each other, his eyes were the darkest shade of brown I had ever seen, they looked cold and emotionless, for the most part, he was trying to hide his fear but my keen eyes picked up on his every little detail so easily I could guess what he was thinking.
I had to think of my next move. I had previously hit him with a bunch of random nonsense to test his reaction times so that I could catch him but he had gotten me just as easily. I had thought about just grabbing my raygun and shooting him until he was dead but then I remembered that I had dropped it when I ran thru the hall on my way to this room because I hadn’t strapped the holster down properly after last dropping it into place. Besides, what fun was there in that?
My mind filled with images of my friends that had just died to save me and failed, why couldn’t they have just listened to me and let me die alone, why did that have to try and save me, it just led to their deaths. I tried to concentrate but found it very hard to do, I had too many emotions to deal with and a fight to the death going on. I couldn’t believe what was happening.
I quickly dropped to the floor in a push up stance as Korse came at me, swinging his arm in an arc to slice at my neck, I got away with no more than a scratch on my cheek that proceeded to bleed black blood. I pushed myself up from the floor quickly and did a backflip, knocking Korse in the head with my boot, the blade of the toe ripping into his jaw and slicing to the tip of his chin.
I drew out three throwing stars and whipped them at Korse vigorously.
One hit him in the chest as another stuck itself into his opposite shoulder. The third one stuck to the wall behind him. Korse pulled the ones that had hit him out and threw one on the floor and attempted to throw the other one at me. He threw with the arm that was hit with the throwing star so it missed me by a landslide.
I charged at him and hit him dead on in the gut with a knife to his abdomen. He retaliated with several stabs of his blade into my side. I twisted my blade around in his gut, causing him to spasm in a fit and fall to the floor, barely alive yet.
I leaned over him and whispered, “That’s for my friend’s you bastard, see you in h-h-helllllll.” I gurgled out the word hell as Korse used his last bit of energy to stab me right in the jugular. My hands raced to my throat and clutched at the dagger protruding from my neck. I pulled it out and looked at it, amazed. I hadn’t noticed before but Korse had been using my older brother’s dagger, my favorite one of my brother’s, he had planned on giving it to me when I turned 18. But then all this happened and it was lost. Appalled I clutched the dagger in my hands against my chest and a smile spread across my face as I took my last breath and collapsed to the floor dead.

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