EA-LEC: Necross VS Oswald Part 2

Necross continued to glare down the small frame of Oswald who stepped back, still not wanting to start a fight with the man. However, the demon was more than willing to face off against Oswald. Not out of hatred but out of conviction.

After what seemed like gruelling minutes, Necross had made the first move, rushing over to Oswald, carrying the flaming Ignis Sword in his hand. The poor child yelped while jumping in place, knowing that he literally had milliseconds before the attack struck him.

Necross swung his sword in a horizontal fashion. Normally, he would had actually held back on Oswald seeing that he was just a kid and probably wouldn’t even survive that attack. However, being an artificial god, he should be able to take the attack.

However, all he felt his flaming blade striking was some kind of wall. Necross retreated back with wide eyes after realizing that he haven’t even struck Oswald. Lying straight in front of him was some kind of door-like barrier. He then noticed Oswald holding his palm out. Necross didn’t needed to think twice about where the barrier came from.

While startled, Necross merely gave a small, annoyed growl. Rushing back to the side of Oswald, he swung his sword at him again. Only for the artificial good to raise up his other palm and creating another barrier, successfully blocking the attack.

“Mr. Ross, please stop!” Oswald begged while making the first barrier disappear. “It doesn’t have to be this way!”

“Of course it doesn’t!” Necross said while stepping back. “Just tell me where your friend is!”

“Why are you going out of your way to hurt them?” Oswald challenged. “Why have they ever done to you!?”

“Why they did to me? What HAVEN’T they done for me!?” Necross snapped while still stepping back.

Soon, he stopped himself before readying his blade. He then narrowed his eyes before getting into a stance, similar to what baseball players do when they were preparing to hit a ball. Still keeping the mind-set of a baseball player, he swung his sword like a bat. This sent out a large arc of black fire straight at Oswald.

The child merely stood in his stance, getting ready to block the attack. Just as he predicted, he easily fended off the fiery projectile.

However, this was a distraction. The moment Necross released his attack, he chased after the projectile. He then rushed off to the side while Oswald was preoccupied with effortlessly blocking the attack. By the time he had noticed Necross appearing by his side, it was too late.

Necross then gave Oswald a swift kick to the side hard, sending the artificial god sprawling across the ground and making the barrier vanished. Oswald groaned before weakly looking up. His eyes then widened to the fullest when he saw Necross rushing over. Acting quickly, he fished into his robe and pulling out something just as Necross had coming closer.

“Forgive me!”

Pulling out a baton out of his robe, he quickly swung at Necross’ shin. Even with all of his demonic resistance, it still made him wince in pain from the attack. While it was only for a few seconds, it was more than enough for Oswald to get up and run off in the opposite direction, getting a bit of distance between him and Necross.

“Please! Don’t force me to hurt you in self-defence again!” Oswald pleaded.

Necross stared in absolute disbelief. He was coming at the canine with a flaming sword, clearly intent on attacking him and yet he was APOLOGIZING for trying to defend himself. How could anyone be this naïve?

“Seriously, what would Miss Maxine say if she found both of us doing this?” Oswald asked. “Two people fighting like this? It would probably break her heart.”

“You obviously don’t know Miss Maxine.” Necross said flatly.

He then paused while narrowing his eyes at his enemy. Sure, he was able to cause a sneak attack on Oswald but the yellow-furred child wouldn’t fall for the same mistake twice. Seeing that he won’t be able to make it past the barrier anytime soon, he might as well try to get through to him.

“Two wrongs don’t make a right?” Necross challenged while advancing forward. “What a naïve view of the world you have!”

“I admit that my view may seem childish but I believe I am right!” Oswald insisted, getting into a stance to summon another barrier. “Violence begets violence. What will all of this accomplish?”

“It would rest my soul at peace.” Necross said. “I saw your reaction when you was talking about how inconvenient it would be for me to meet your friends. They had obviously hurt you before! Just like they did to me!”

Oswald winced, remembering what happened the time he had met up with Priscilla and her angel friends.

“Look, I have no qualms believing that they had done something to hurt you whether it was intentional or not.” He said with a sigh. “But surely you don’t something to escalate.”

“Damn straight I want something to escalate!” Necross snapped.

After he had given his shout, his eyes shifted from left to right trying to think of something. He had to find a way around Oswald’s barrier somehow.

Then, his eyes had widened when they had noticed a nearby trashcan standing just a few feet away in front of Oswald. He then gave a smirk before rushing over. Oswald stepped back in surprise before quickly put his hand out in front of him to create another barrier.

That was when Necross ran to the side of him. Oswald quickly got ready to summon another barrier with his free hand. However, what he wasn’t counting on was Necross leaping on top of the trashcan and quickly jumped off of it, bounding straight over the barrier. As Oswald stared in surprise, Necross landed on the other side of him and quickly kicked his leg out behind him. Oswald yelped before jumping backwards, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Suddenly, Oswald quickly noticed something materialising in mid-air, right to the side of Necross. Some kind of sharp-looking needle. The child’s eyes widened, knowing exactly what it was and tried to call out to warn Necross but it was too little and too late.

Zooming straight like a bullet, it buried itself straight in the side of Necross’ neck. Oswald gasped in horror, cupping his hands to his mouth as Necross cried out in pain, holding his wound with his free hand.

“Oh my goodness! Mr. Ross, are you alright?” Oswald cried.

Necross stared down at the child in anger and disbelief. “You just stuck some kind of blade into my neck and you asked if I am alright!?”

Oswald stepped back, wincing as if he was physically struck. “I-I am sorry. It is a self-defense skill that I have little control over.”

Necross grunted in annoyance as he plucked the needle from his neck. After examining it for a second, he threw it away as if it was a piece of garbage before returning his glare back at Oswald. Acting quickly, he swung his sword forward. However, Oswald quickly summoned another barrier, easily blocking the attack.

Necross retreated back in frustration. ”It seems that I could only do so much on the ground. Well, let’s see how he is able to defend from AERIAL opponents.”

With that, he had closed his eyes and lowered his head a bit. Oswald watched in confusion and worry as to what Necross was planning to do.

Much to his shock, he saw a black visible aura surrounding Necross. Oswald’s mouth drop as he saw Necross’ skin and hair turned purple as a pair of horns grew out of his head. What really made him jump was a pair of wings popping straight out of Necross’ back. Finally, Necross opened his eyes and looked at Oswald.

“So…” Oswald said softly. “THIS is your true form?”

“That is correct.” Necross said. He then started to flap his wings, flying a few feet off of the ground. “Now then, shall we continue?”

With that, he ignited the blade of his sword in fire once again before dashing over. Oswald gasped before holding out his palms out creating another barrier. Necross smirked, getting ready to fly over it.

However, Oswald knew that was exactly what Necross was about to do. Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, he somehow made the barrier advance forward before Necross had a chance to go over it. The demon’s eyes widened as he found himself flipping backwards in the air.

Soon, Necross had managed to stop flipping in midair. He held his head with his vision turning a bit blurry. Surprisingly, Oswald’s move didn’t hurt at all and the dizziness came from the sudden flips. Shaking his head to clear his eyesight, he growled while glaring down at Oswald.

Only to find that he was gone. Necross’ eyes widened before frantically looking around the area. After a few seconds of searching, realization had soon dawned on him. Oswald had never wanted to fight in the first place. Any harm that had came to the winged man was merely in self-defence.

Which meant that Oswald had tried to retreat.

Necross growled in indignation. He CAN’T let Oswald escape just like that. Not after everything he had fought for. Narrowing his eyes, he quickly activated his aura-sensing ability. He then scanned around for a few moments.

He then spotted something. Inside of an old-looking building, he had managed to see Oswald’s aura moving around a bit. He immediately recognized it with a smirk.

“I got you now…” Necross said darkly.

Flapping his wings, he had flew straight towards the entrance of the building, soaring straight inside.

Immediately, he was greeted when he flew into a large cobweb. He growled in disgust before ripping the web out of his face and scanning around. There, he found that the room was filled with boxes of all sizes. Naturally, they were all covered with dust with the occasional cobwebs.

Giving a smirk, he noticed Oswald’s area hiding behind a large stack of boxes. It was time to end this cat and mouse chase once and for all.

“Give it up, child! I could see your aura from all the way outside!” Necross shouted while cupping his free hand to his mouth.

Oswald gave a soft gasp while crouching down in his hiding place as Necross’ yell made an echo.

“Now you have two options. One, you give up this annoying little cat-and-mouse chase and tell me where your friends are.” Necross called out while looking around.

Oswald frowned, realizing that his hiding place had failed. Slowly getting up, he had pressed his back against the stack of boxes. Even though the demon had been attacking him for a while, the child still thought that there may be some good in him. After all, he was married and had two children.

“Mr. Ross, please! Stop!” Oswald pleaded.

Necross merely scoffed at the thought before flying over a bit. “Stop? I haven’t stopped now, why should I stop now?”

“Mr. Ross, I don’t know what you intended with my friend’s allies but all I ask is one question!” Oswald called out.

“Oh?” The winged man asked, raising an eyebrow. “Alright, I’ll humor you. What is that?”

“Then what?”

Necross’ smirk vanished as his eyes bugged out, upon hearing those two words.

“What would happen after you did whatever you wanted to do to them?” Oswald called out, expanding on his answer.

Necross paused for a moment. Suddenly, he had let a small chuckle escaped his lips. Soon, that chuckle had turned into a booming laugh that was echoing throughout the room. Oswald paused in confusion. What was so funny?

“Child, do you really think I didn’t planned on that?” Necross laughed. “I would make sure that those self-righteous angels get knocked off their high horse!”

“But, Mr. Ross, instead of going after the angels, don’t you think you should focus on finding your wife?” Oswald pleaded.


For the second time, Necross froze with a stunned look on his face. However, the effect of Oswald’s words felt more stronger as he slumped his arms.

“She had probably gotten herself into a lot of trouble.” Oswald explained. “I think you should call off this hunt and go search for her.”


Necross was this close to loosening his grip on the handle of the sword, nearly letting it drop to the ground. All of this time. All of this time of plotting revenge. Going after the angels. Wishing to destroy heaven seeing it as a self-righteous place.

But after so long, he had completely forgotten what was truly important. Fighting for his wife. He had never really thought about whether she was still alive or not. Was she? Was there was a chance to save her?

He then looked down at the sword that was in his hand for a moment. He then slowly narrowed his eyes.

“Oswald.”

The artificial god jumped in his place when he heard this.

“Yes, Mr. Ross?”

“I will retreat.”

Oswald’s eyes widened when he heard those words.

“R-Really?” Oswald asked softly.

“Yes, but only on one condition.” Necross said, narrowing his eyes.

“And that is?” Oswald asked, genuinely curious.

Necross then took in a deep breath.

“Ask your friends if they had found a woman named Sylvia and show her to me in a certain length of time. Until then, I will… I will leave them alone. However, if they had failed to do so, I will continue my chase.”

After giving his pitch, he waited patiently for Oswald to respond. After waiting for a couple of seconds, he never got a reply. He then let out a deep sigh. It was clear Oswald wanted nothing to do with him after he had attacked the poor child ruthlessly.

“I accept.”

Necross’ eyes widened before raising his head up. He then saw Oswald slowly walking from behind the stack of boxes.

“Really?” Necross asked in surprise.

Oswald slowly nodded his head. “That is correct. I will ask them if they had seen a woman named Sylvia.”

Necross paused for a moment, stunned by Oswald’s willingness. “You would do that…?”

“Of course. Like I said, I don’t know what had happened between both parties but anything to keep from a battle happening.” Oswald said. He then gave a small nod. “Besides, I could tell that your falling out with them is related to this Sylvia woman, correct?”

Necross let out a deep sigh. “You have no idea…”

Oswald then gave a small smile. “I knew that there was good in you, Mr. Ross. You was just trying to do so in the wrong way.”

Necross paused for a moment at Oswald’s words. How could someone be so forgiving after what had happened to them? He would at least expected a little bit of fear and suspicion.

“Um, right?” Necross said. He then remembered something very crucial. “Um, are you sure that is all right? That means you have to go see them face-to-face.”

Oswald’s smile vanished as he looked down at the ground, rememberING what Necross had told him about his friends. Even if it was to help them stop some kind of dispute, there was still the chance that he had to deal with the angels, especially Nathan.

However, he then raised his head up. “I don’t want to get hurt but I don’t want anyone else to be hurt either.”

Necross let out a deep sigh before shaking his head. “For someone that is half-tainted, you are indeed a pure child through and through.”

Oswald’s eyes widened before looking to the side with his cheeks turning a bit red from the compliment.

“Um, thank you…” Oswald said softly. He then raised his head up. “In any case, shouldn’t we get back to the shop? Excuse me if I seemed like I am disrespecting your wife but I am afraid that she may be causing some unneeded chaos.”

Necross let out a small chuckle. “No, you are correct. Might as well go there before either party does some property damage.”

Oswald slowly nodded his head before walking off ahead. Necross watched the child pass him with a blank stare on his face. He was still stunned by how forgiving Oswald was with him. How could someone turn the other cheek just like that?

However, his main concern was that he was doing the right thing. Was he being naive? The last time he had put his trust in the angels, they had let his wife died and later on, captured her just for wanting to stop him. How could he ever trust them again?

On the other hand, he knew for a fact that he could easily kill all of the angels if the Ignis Sword. As much as he hated to put his trust in them, he still had the advantage over it. Unless they wanted them to come after them, they would be return Sylvia back to them.

But even then, he couldn’t help but wonder if she would ever return to him. If she was almost as forgiving as Oswald, he would be genuinely surprised. Letting out a small sigh, he walked off after Oswald. Perhaps this wasn’t the best time to worry about that. Right now, he needed to find a way to explain this to the others.

“Shane, this is your last chance. You had better not blow it…”