"It must be a Wednesday." Julia muttered, thinking 'hellday' at the same time gauging the distance between the SUV's door and them and the time it would take to get them both inside of it before the two reached them.
The menacing scowls on the faces of the two demon teenagers melted into looks of horror as they saw a cloud of black smoke materialize between them and their intended targets. Their eyes widened to see the smoke take the hulking, tattooed form of the Soulchaser, who began moving straight toward them. The boys attempted to stop in their tracks, but due to the rollerblades on their feet, could not cease their foreword momentum. Each boy was met simultaneously by a punch in the face knocking them both off of their feet. The one with black hair was able, however to swing his Hockey stick around and trip the guardian of Damned souls. Quick as they could, the two boys got up and raised their sticks, ready to strike Soulchaser with the razor sharp blades. Just as they swung down, though, Soulchaser�s reflexes kicked in, and he reached up to catch the shafts of both of the sticks and pushed, so that the handles of the weapons caught both of their wielders between the eyes. �You do know the penalty for high sticking, don�t you?� asked the Guardian as he stood up. Over at the SUV, the redhead had just gotten back on his feet and produced a knife with a large shiny blade from under his jersey. He began skating toward the Soulchaser, picking a nice spot on his back to stick the knife. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Buy the perfect holiday gifts at Yahoo! Shopping. http://shopping.yahoo.com
