Magus: The Cost Of Living

Chapter 7: Vengeful. Remorseful.

I've been here for a whole month now. Tenebri hasn't come yet. I think I'm going insane. As I thought about if bringing myself back to life was even worth it at all, I heard a familiar noise...Tenebri. I could hear his incredibly loud footsteps after so long. Instead of being scared, I missed him. He was one of the only constants in this place keeping me sane, knowing "Hey, at least I have him here to hide from and have something to do!" I always have nothing to do besides get food and water sometimes. As he approached, I hid behind a corner, ready to pounce and shove that cross right where the goddamn sun don't shine. But as he approached, his shadow looked...different. It looked like...the ranger? That stupid bitch really tried to trick me? "Long time no see, Mag." "Don't call me that. What happened to your appearance?" His suit was now darker. He had red glasses now, and a cross on his chest with his horn being fixed as well. He also dawned on a scraped up red cape for whatever reason. He walked right up to my face and said "After seeing all the shit you've pulled, how many people you've killed, stolen from, and even mentally abused, I couldn't take it anymore." "So you changed your appearance to match how you feel on the inside? Not an angel anymore, huh ranger?" "Shut your fucking mouth you fucking piece of shit good for nothing magic user." He was ice cold to me. It was safe to say we weren't on good terms anymore. He would continue to stare at me, so menacingly that even I got scared for a brief moment. "What's wrong maggy, scared? Scared that I'm not such a good guy anymore, huh?" "..."

He proceeded to jump at me, but I swiftly rolled to the right. "Oh! You've trained, haven't you?" "To fight against Tenebri, not you...vengeful ranger." "Heh! I like that name! I think I'll keep it." He pulled out a pistol and aimed it right at my hat's eyes. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now." For him to perfectly aim at my hat's eyes is impressive, considering how small they were. I was truly frightened at this moment, but...I had a plan. "Don't get hasty now. You don't wanna kill me." "Why?" "Becau- hey, is that...is that the pistol you first gave to me? I thought that was MINE." "I stole it back from you, I hoped you'd notice, just to add a little insult to injury." While he was saying that, I noticed a weak spot in his wrist. Perfect. "You bitch..." I murmured to myself. I then pulled out the cross and held it out in front of him. "If you want this cross to stay intact, you're gonna have to not kill me." I said as I was trembling. "Do not break that I swear to god if you break that we're all DOOMED! YOU HEAR ME?! DOOMED." I got to him. I was home free. "Then let me free...and it's yours." "....Really? Alright." He dropped the gun and slid it to the side. "Now...just give me the cross Magus. Please." "Alright..." I said, as he slowly approached me.

The second he came close enough, I jabbed it right in his wrist. "AHHHHH!" I then ran for the gun, but he quickly caught up and tackled me. "FUCK YOU MAGUS!" He would then repeatedly pummel me in the chest and legs barely giving me any room to breathe. "YOU wanted to tussle, this is all YOUR GODDAMN FAULT!" Right as he would land a seemingly critical blow, I grabbed his fist mid-punch, and kicked him right into a bunch of boxes of wine, where they would fall all over him and stab him in his eyes. "FUUUUCK! FUCK FUCK!" He would yelp in absolute pain, where I took that opportunity to limp for the gun, eventually grabbing it and pointing it right at his head. "Your dead ranger, YOU HEAR ME?!" "You're a traitor, Magus. You'd really kill your best bud, huh? I HELPED YOU. You would've been DEAD without me, and this is this thanks I get? You're sick." "Watch your fucking tone. You're the one with a gun pointed right at your head." He would then start to laugh. RIght at me. "HAH! HAHAHAAHAHAH! You really think that's gonna do something to ME?! Look at my armor. LOOK AT IT! Me getting hurt by the wine glasses was a mere joke. I didn't actually get harmed by it, for I have another layer of armor underneath that's my actual armor. This? This is just for looks you dumb fuck. Also you've already said "watch your tone" HAH! You aren't even original." He didn't know I had a back up plan for that. "Oh really? That's so crazy!" I then began to infuse magic directly from my body into a singular bullet in the magazine. "What...what are you doing..? No no no, NO NO NO STOP THAT!" He would run at me like a bull, but I grabbed him by the horns, and threw him back into the shards of glass the wine glasses had made. "Heh..just 1 bullet, huh? You're aim is horrible compared to my speed. Just try to hit me, dumb fuck." "You've already said "dumb fuck" you aren't even original." "SHUT UP! JUST SHUT THE HELL UP!"

He would lunge at me at insane speed, slapping the gun out of my hand right as I infused it with all of my magic. "NOW WHAT, HUH?!" I punched him so hard I actually shattered his helmet. "This." I repeatedly pummeled him with punches, then grabbed both of his legs and threw him at the ceiling. He hit it so hard I think he went unconscious for a brief moment. "Alright, now that he's dealt with-" I got tackled by him again at fucking stupid speeds, and we duked it out. He would kick me into the shelves, where I would grab that really cheap chicken they sell at his face. "Chicken. Rotisserie Chicken? HA-" I sweeped his legs, and hit him in the chest with an uppercut. "*COUGH* You're garbage. Try harder." He proceeded to grab my hat and try to rip it off of my head. He officially set the bar for low blows. "AHHHHH! AAAAAHHHHH AH AAAAAHHH!" I then pried his hands off, and kicked him right in the crotch. "MY BALLS! WHAT THE FUCK MAGUS?!" He hit me with a hard right jab, then left, then right and so on. On the 12th punch, I regained some energy and stopped his hands mid-punch with my telekinesis. "H-How?!" I then twisted them backwards, and threw him far away from me. As he was flying, I ran as fast as I could and grabbed the gun, pointing it right at him. "You're dead. Bye." "Sorry Magus, but you can't hit what ain't there!" He then seemingly teleported, then I saw him spinning in circles around me at such stupid speeds I couldn't even comprehend it at first. "JUST TRY SHOOTING ME! YOU WON'T! You won't. Ranger's. Honor." I pointed my gun at him, but he kept on circling around me, I seemingly couldn't hit him, is what I thought at first, but as I cleared my mind it all made sense. Hit where he's going. I knew this man like a book, and at any second, he was gonna get cocky and fake me out like the annoying bitch he is. "Really Magus? You suck!" He then stopped for a split second! "Hit m-" I shot him right between his eyes. "I...I....How?" He fell to his knees, hardly being able to even keep that position. "I know you. You're cocky, ranger, and now that has cost you your life." "You...you're good. Good...good job...Magus. I- I'm- I'm sorry for everything, man." "Shut your mouth." "It was good knowing you, Magus.........." He dropped fully on the ground...dead.

I had now realized we- I, gained a crowd watching me fight a now dead man. "He...he's dead! He's FUCKING DEAD! HOW?! RUN EVERYONE, RUN!" A high ranking man yelled out, as everyone screamed and ran away. They weren't even worth my time, there was barely any left now anyways, just a couple cowards. Tenebri still hasn't come yet. But he definitely noticed me, somewhere from the shadows I bet. I had left splatters of blood everywhere in the area anyways, so at some point he'd definitely notice that, especially...the dead corpse. I had no remorse.

Now...I wait.

CHAPTER 7 END