• “ I am Shingo-Shingo, and I am a demon. I was sent to kill you and bring back proof of your death. If you give me your sword and I will let you live.”
    Cobbac considered it. He was absolutely terrified of full-demons. But he would not back down.
    “Come and take it.”
    “Come and take it?” replied Shingo-Shingo, shocked that Cobbac would challenge him in such a manner. ”Very well, I will ‘come and take it’”.
    Shingo-Shingo began to change. He sprouted greasy black fir every where on his body. His muscles grew massive and the terrible sound of his bones crunching and cracking, changing shape to fit his rat body. He sprouted a thick, muscular tail as ¾ the length of his body. His hands became shiny, black claws, as if made of obsidian. He swung at Cobbac with his massive claws. Sword and claw met. Shingo-Shingo swung his claws so fast that everything around him was a blur. Cobbac tried to keep up, but slowly fatigued. When they both jumped away to take a breath, Cobbac was covered with cuts and gashes. His left arm was useless.
    “Give up, fool! You couldn’t win in a millennium against me! You are nothing! I am everything! I, Shingo-Shingo the Destroyer, am unstoppable!” Shingo-Shingo ranted. Cobbac smiled arrogantly.
    “Why don’t you prove it, then!” retaliated Cobbac. “I’ll show YOU who’s nothing!”
    “How DARE you insult me like that! I shall KILL you!” Shingo-Shingo screamed in pure rage. He slashed Cobbac across the chest. Cobbac fell. He wasn’t moving. His blood stained the ground. He was dead.
    “Poor Cobbac…he could have lived ...” Shingo said sadly. He started to roll around in Cobbac’s blood, laughing. “But now he’s DEAD. Dead dead dead dead! Wahahahahaha!”
    “Get out of my blood! Ya freak!” It was Cobbac. He was alive. But, he had changed. He had grown to be more than six feet tall. His eyes were red. His hair was a shiny silver. It stood up straight. His small horns had grown large and became goat-like.
    “You … can’t possibly be alive. And in the form of a full demon. Impossible.” Shingo-Shingo was stunned. Maybe even scared.
    “It is time for the end of Shingo…Shingo…” Cobbac said quietly. Shingo-Shingo cringed. Some say that a half demon can temporarily become as powerful as an arch lich, a member of a small group of powerful and rich demons that use to be human.
    Cobbac picked up Ciesd. His eyes never left Shingo-Shingo. His cold, now red eyes, burned with the will to survive. He struck with such speed that the next thing Shingo-Shingo had time to think was “Oh, my god, arms are gone!” Shingo-Shingo backed to a nearby wall and slid down it. Cobbac dropped Ciesd and grabbed his throat.
    “Who sent you, Shingo-Shingo? I would love to find out.” Cobbac whispered Cobbac into Shingo-Shingo’s face. Shingo-Shingo disappeared into ash.
    “Orlok…” is what Cobbac heard in his ear.
    “Orlok! I will find you! I will KILL you!” Cobbac screamed to no one in particular. At least, no one in the warehouse. He cleaned Ciesd.
    “Can’t let you get rusty, Ciesd,” Cobbac cued to his sword. He seemed to love his sword. After he was finished polishing Ciesd (which was difficult seeing that Ciesd is 6 feet long and Cobbac had only one useful hand) Cobbac felt unstoppable. At least, until he stared to slowly change back to “normal”.
    Cobbac put his sword back into the wardrobe. When he saw Shingo-Shingo’s ashes, he noticed a gleam. He dug through it. He found a silver amulet. It had some characters on it.
    “To Netherworld”, Cobbac read aloud. He put in on the coffee table. He planned to figure out what it does later. He heard it was raining outside. He went to the rooftop to rinse off. He was covered in blood and gashes. He went outside via the trap door on the ceiling. He sat on the roof, meditating. He was a bit of a hot head, but meditating made him feel better. His heightened senses took over; he heard the rain hit the ground below; chirping of birds nearby. He heard some walk up to the warehouse. He heard it open. He rushed down the trap door. He hung from the ceiling watching and waiting. He saw Chris and Jonesy.
    “Uh… Chris, look over here! this is like my living room! But it’s a ... um ... wreck”, Jonesy yelled over to Chris. Chris walked over to the coffee table and picked up the picture of the couple.
    “Oh, looks like a couple lives here!” Chris laughed. He smashed the picture frame onto the ground. “Trash it! Take what you can find and get out!”
    Cobbac was preparing to jump down when heard a familiar voice cry out in rage.
    “Where is Cobbac?!”
    It was Shingo-Shingo. Chris was in tears.
    “Not another one!” Chris screamed.
    Cobbac jumped down.
    “AH! Shoot ‘em, Jonesy! Shooooooot!” Chris screamed at Jonesy. Jonesy pulled out a small hand gun.
    Shingo-Shingo didn’t seem to notice. He was paying to much attention to Cobbac. Cobbac rushed for the wardrobe. He crashed into it and cracked it open. He picked up Ciesd with ONE hand and swung at Shingo-Shingo. He dodged. He ended up right in the middle of Chris and Jonesy. Jonesy dropped his gun and both he and Chris started punching and kicking Shingo-Shingo. He ripped both their throats out.
    “This will be YOU, Cobbac!” Shingo-Shingo chuckled with a mouthful of blood. Cobbac shivered. Shingo-Shingo struck. He hit Cobbac with his tail, crushing a few of Cobbac’s ribs. He flew across the room. He landed on the coffee table, breaking it in two. His head landed in the shards of glass next to the table. Ciesd lay under him. Shingo-Shingo slowly approached.
    “Since I am so very generous, I will give you a chance to live by...” Shingo-Shingo started. Cobbac spit in his face.
    “Up... yours...” Cobbac managed to get out. Then he stuck out his tongue.
    “Very well! If you want death, I’d be delighted to accommodate your request!” Shingo-Shingo declared with what looked like a smile (he is a rat if you recall) and crushed both of Cobbac’s legs. Cobbac noticed the amulet that lay next to him. He grabbed it. He put it under him. Shingo-Shingo didn’t notice. He was too busy licking up the blood from Cobbac’s head. He whipped his tail around and crushed Cobbac’s good arm.
    “Why... are... you... such a FREAK”, Cobbac inquired softly, for it was hard to breath.
    “To prove your death, I have ingested some of your blood to show Orlok! Riches shall be mine!”
    “Heh heh. Bye...” Cobbac said quietly. He then disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
    “ NOOOOOOOOOOO! MY AMULET!” Shingo-Shingo said as he passed out.
    Cobbac, being the crafty half demon that he is, realized the amulet was an amulet of teleportation. He was transported to the netherworld.
    As Cobbac laid, bloody and beaten on the ground of the Netherworld, he realized that his actions were in vain. He noticed now the fact that he only had one working lung. He had lost so much blood that he couldn’t see very well. Then, he saw a blur that looked like a woman in the distance. She jumped and Cobbac noticed that she had wings. The woman flew towards Cobbac.
    An... Angel...comes to save me...” Cobbac thought. But when she got closer, saw her hands were talons. She was not an angel. She was a harpie. Cobbac closed his eyes and prepared for the worst.