Power is Corrupt

By the time the group could see the castle ahead of them, there was probably another mile to go before they got there. But hungry, tired, and thirsty, the group decided to take a 5 minute break. They sat down while Necra rubbed her aching legs, much to Spike's liking. Devil Dash took a drink from her canteen and passed it along for everyone else to get a drink, but there was still the situation of food. Bad Apple volunteered to go out and hunt for some food, while Furyshy started a fire. Bad Apple searched and scouted around for any signs of maybe a deer, bear, or even some bird's nests. What she ended up finding was a surprise.

"How long is she gonna be gone...?" Necra whined.

"Bitch... She's been gone for about 5 minutes!" Devil Dash snapped. "She's not just gonna come flying in with some food!"

Bad apple flew out of the forest, and crashed into a nearby tree, her side having been cut by a large blade. Blackfield drew her sword while Furyshy went to see if Bad Apple was OK. Out from where Bad Apple came from, and out stepped a rouge reaper. it was roughly 10 feet tall, with glowing purple eyes, a large cloak that covered everything except it's feet, and a large bone covered scythe with a blade as big as Spike. The reaper stomped toward Blackfield and swung it's scythe at her with a great force, the swing was slow enough for Blackfield to teleport a short distance, but enough to dodge out of the way. She jumped high enough to give a decent few slashes against the reaper, but not enough to do any significant damage.

Furyshy had already equipped her flamethrower and was tossing flames relentlessly at the reaper. It seemed to work for a while, but Devil Dash told her to see if she could heat up a large piece of iron and use it to close up Bad Apple's wound. Devil Dash used her panzerschreck Rocket launcher against it which did massive amounts of damage against it, but after the first hit, the reaper quickly eliminated the biggest threat by charging at her and sweeping with the scythe in it's hand to knock Devil Dash and her rocket launcher back.

Necra threw at many things as she could at it, but every time she threw something, the would just slice it in half with it's scythe. It quickly charged at her, until Spike jumped in it's path, caught it's blade, picked up the reaper and tossed it away, temporarily giving them group time to recover, but he knew it would be back. The group decided to focus in Bad Apple who was about to have her wound closed. Furyshy heated the blade of her ax to a high degree, enough to burn a wound closed. Bad Apple saw what she was about to receive and looked at the others in fear. She knew she had to endure it, to spike volunteered to let Bad Apple squeeze his hand when it started, and Devil Dash took her other.

After she heated it up, Furyshy quickly took the blade of her ax and pressed it hard against the wounds. Bad Apple screamed at the pain of the heated that melted her skin closed to heal the wound against her chest. but there was a problem: the wounds was much bigger than the blade of Furyshy's ax, so it was going to take multiple presses against her body to fully close it. The second press, Bad Apple began to cry. The pain was worse then when her eye was being worked on by her brother. The third press, she begged them to stop. she begged for another way to close her wound, but there was none so she would have to endure it. The fourth press, she started to fight against it. she struggled to get out of their grasp but with Devil Dash's daily workout routine, and Spike just naturally being strong, there was nowhere to go. The fifth and final press, Bad Apple was begging for death. She begged for the rest of the group to just kill her instead, but they knew she would eventually recover.

Blackfield went to take w walk and think about what she was doing. All of these people were suffering because she was making them go to fight against a goddess that she didn't even know if she would be able to beat. If she did, what would be the price she would have to pay...? There was already one dead, and another was in the worst pain of her life, who knew what would happen to the others? Lost in thought, Blackfield failed to notice the rouge reaper that had made it's way up to Blackfield. It by the time she noticed it, the creature was already swinging it's blade in her direction. Blackfield tried to pull her blade out before it made contact, but even she wasn't fast enough for this situation. The blade made t's way for Blackfield's head and she closed her eyes, ready for the impact of the blade. She was met with flying sparks of a chainsaw against a scythe blade....

She opened her eyes to see her previously deceased friend Pinkamena making sure that the scythe blade wouldn't bring Blackfield any harm.

"P-Pinkamena?! What the hell are you doing here!? You were just torn to shreds by a pack of hellhounds the last time i saw you!" Blackfield shouted in surprise.

Pinkamena looked back at Blackfield and winked at her, "Yep, It's a good thing i'm indestructible!"

And with that Pinkamena pushed the blade back enough for her to duck under it's second swing and use her chainsaw to saw the blade of the scythe right off of the handle, leaving the reaper with just a big stick. After that, she made a sweeping motion and cut off the reaper's feet. Before it even knew what was going on, Pinkamena nodded at Blackfield, who nodded back, drew her sword and made a good clean cut through the reaper. It froze in place, then the cut took effect, and it's upper part of it's body slid off of the bottom half, where it faded into dust.

Pinkamena giggled, "You guys weren't too worried about me were you?"

Blackfield let her know just how pissed she was about Pinkamena making her think that she was dead by hitting her over the side of the head with the hilt of her sword.

"OOOOWWWWWW!" Pinkamena whined. "What was that for!?"