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[[Technically, even if Captain A's wife wasn't in the way, William wouldn't have been hit, since Heratik punched "at the same speed and momentum" as William was moving. Someone hasn't taken physics yet.]]

When Heratik disappeared, William stopped suddenly, and looked around. When he saw that Heratik was behind him, he grinned. After all, Heratik was now right between him and his other seven skeletons, with the two skeletons who had charged him flanking him, each one on an opposite side. The moment the woman left, William shouted out his order.
"All of you! ATTACK NOW!!!", and every skeleton and William himself charged right for Heratik.

(kinda sad, i actually haven't taken physics crying )

"yEt aGain aNOthEr MIsTakE frOM tHe fOolIsh hUMan..."

It appeared that the demon was crawling out of his mouth, turning him inside out as he changed. He jumped backwards, over the several skeletons behind him and gave a low, bellowing laugh as he landed.

"YeS...FEed my pOwER..."

The orb on his head began to gather energy, drawing it in like a black hole. He opened his mouth as the energy from the orb was transferred to it and and released it in an intense column of dark matter, sweeping it across the skeletons and William (this may seem like god-modding but i didn't say it hit them). The sound of thousands of infants crying at once echoed for miles across.

When your enemy gathers energy, it's always a bad sign. William knew that if he stopped, he didn't posess the agility necessary to run away from whatever was coming, so he ran straight for the demon. When the laser came at him, he dove, like he was sliding for home plate. He dodged the blast, though the force of the attack blew him clear, and sent him sprawling at the feet of the demon. None of his skeletons survived.

The Demon looked down at him but was tired from the attack, it needed time to rest. With great inaccuracy, it attempted to stab him with its legs, slightly tumbling with each stomp.
(yes, the aura is on, it is a passive ability)

"THiS IS nOt yOUr fIghT."

He attempted to bat her away with his hand, but missed and fell to the ground.

"So...weAk...nEeD moRE PaIN..."

he looked over at William, then over to Mocha, giving them both a frightening glare.

"ThIs wILl nOT Be THe LAst TIMe wE fIGHt...aNd I wILl DEal wIth YOu LAtEr..."

He crawled to his feet, shrugging himself off and attempting to regain stamina. He strode away, climbing the side of the walls and heading to the coffin room to regenerate.

'Mocha' shook her head.
"I'm a sorceror, remember?"
Fool, Mocha gave up her physical power in return for looks!
"But boy, am I tired. My mind's a bit foggy, so I can't really portal right now."
[[No wonder Patchouli never got a contract. She's a sucky actress.]]
[[EDIT: To be more lengthy/interesting]]
Mocha came out of a portal, her gasmask off her face and hanging around her neck.
"William, be careful, I just now sensed a vast amount of dark energy around..."
She saw the 'other Mocha', and tilted her head in a large amount of confusion.
Mocha produced a squirtbottle with a cross on it, and although the fake Mocha tried to dodge it, the illusion melted away.
There was actually a small girl in frilly white refinery [like Viola, but more extravagant]. She had straight black hair and brown eyes, and was pretty cute, but the air around her person was thick with pure evil.
Mocha growled.
"Patchouli!"
"You ruined my cover! Now Jin will be mad at me, since I didn't succeed in this mission to kill this guy."
Mocha was shocked.
"Why do you want to kill him?! He's done no--- noth--..."
Patchouli had stabbed Mocha in the stomach with her parasol [like her younger sister Viola would do].
Patchouli was frothing at the mouth in purely sadistic joy.
"LOOK! It's been covered with oleander! I'll watch you contort and writhe and die!"
Patchouli then saw William, and then portaled away, vanishing.
Mocha was clutching at her stomach.
"G-Ghk..."
She coughed up some black blood, and started wheezing.
"Hhhnnn...!"

Rufus looked up, unamazed. Aiming the right firearm at her, he pulled the trigger. A small little bzzt noise came from the cylinder as the cylinder came out of the revolver, the bullet propelling it. The cylinder flew quite drunkenly through the air, a popping sound could be faintly heard from the odd black and silver tube.

Mocha got up on her knees weakly, and reached out to a blank space.
"F-Fath..."
She collapsed in a pile of her own black, molasses-like blood.
Captain A came out of a portal, and had some bottles with him.
"I have to take care of her. She has K-type blood, which only I have."
He was scowling.
"If I ever, ever find out you were working with those two, I would deny your soul form reaching Hell, as I would torture you myself."
He picked Mocha up, and then brought her into a portal.
He returned about twenty minutes later.
"I had to use alcohol to clean off the poison, and then used syrup to encourage cell regrowth. She's a little shaky, but she'll be fine. Not the first time anyone's tried assassinating her before, you know."