Legacy & War (Battle of Nippur)

[Victor Wolfe]

Victor's skin prickled almost as much as his ears perked up at the sound of demonic chanting, alerting him to the incoming danger of a bullet possessed of fire aimed right at him, and with a quick well balanced lean back the bullet zoomed past him, into and through a rack of wine. Causing shards of glass and alcohol to fly everywhere from the impact, blinding both of the combatants. Victor winced as the alcohol assaulted his eyes but not letting it slow him he pressed the button on his belt, jumping backwards and then standing perfectly still, not allowing the pools of liquid around his feet to give his location away again.

His eyes quickly healed the damage done by the wine and he returned to observing his prey. “Not as dumb as I first thought, perhaps a new strategy is in order. I need to get him away from that wall” Victor thought analyzing the situation. A devious plot formulated in his mind, one he began to put into motion. “Let's call it a draw if you don't mind. I'm not suicidal, perhaps a flying megalomaniac sounds a lot safer than this!"” Victor shouted. Dean was clearly skeptical not moving away from the safety of the wall.

An inspired idea hit Victor prompting him in leaning down and plucking a number of pieces of broken bottle, while trying to avoid attention from his demonically challenged foe, he mentally readied himself for his next attack and its eventual counter-attack.. Taking careful aim Victor hurled the bottle green glass into one of several puddles near the far end of the room,, Dean fell for feint, taking a step away from the wall. “Hunts over, a shame too, this was just getting fun” Victor had to hold back laughter from malicious glee.

Ghosting behind the demon with a level of grace that would make a cat jealous Victor began pulling power into his blades until a flickering light of lethal energy radiated into them, damaged though they were. "Looks like this is my last big chance, better make it count and carve this demon up really nice” Victor thought to himself. Once he was just a step behind Dean he swung his blades taking the demon by total surprise, the explosive energy hitting his arms, deep lacerations appearing as the blades dug in and the energy was unleashed into the wounds. The demon tumbled forward from the impact, into the glass and wine on the floor, the white liquid running red with blood from both the hunter and his prey.

Victor looked down at the stunned demon feeling the exhilaration of a possible kill the rush giving him the energy to move “You know, that may have killed me, had you not been a total knave and shouted out before you fired.” Victor leaned down looking Dean in the eye before punching him square in the face the cracking oh his knuckles against his face giving a satisfying sound. “Next time wait until after you hit your opponent with your attempt at a coup de grace before taunting them, like I do, that was mine and as you can see it was a bit more effective than your sorry attempt.” Victor leaned in even closer to the demon. “Any last words before I end your sorry existence?” Victor chuckled.

“Go…Fuck…Yourself” Dean said pouring anger into each word before proceeding to spit hitting the boot of Victor Wolfe. “I am going to enjoy this far more than I should, I don’t know when it will end for you, but I think I am going to take my time down here.” Victor grinned with sadistic glee before kicking him to the face.


"Not to be cliché, but this nice thing must come to the end, preferable with you missing your head." Victor readied his daggers, prepared to finally kill the demon.

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