I AM GOD! 25 Nightmare's End P2final

"......."

"What you're not hungry?" Mary looked at the silent skull. "More for me then hehe." She took the piece of cooked flesh and ate it, juices dripped from her dry lips.

"Mmm, that was a prime cut you just missed out on papa. You sure you're not hungry?"

"......"

Mary raised her eyebrow. "Suit yourself then."

After finishing up her meal, she sat around the fire in silence poking it with a stick. Her eye having a glazed look to it.

"I don't feel safe here anymore papa." Mary remarked.

"......."

With a look of fear she replied. "I.. I saw her again.. the woman in the mask."

"........"

"But I'm scared papa, I don't want to face her yet.." Mary whispered.

"......."

Mary shook her head in disagreement. "No, we're leaving and that's that."

She packed her things and snuffed out the dwindling campfire. Holding the shiny skull in her hand, she began to walk through the dark towards the burned forest.

"........"

"I know I can't run away forever but.. " There was a look of indecision on Mary's face.

"......."

"Please papa, just let me run for a little longer okay? Let that b.i.t.c.h wait." Mary continued walking through the forest at a energetic pace, the dead branches breaking beneath her feat.

After several hours of trekking through the burned forest, first light could be seen from the distant horizon.

Mary wiped the sweat from her brow as she looked down at the skull in her hand. "You want to take a break papa?"

"........"

She shook her head and smiled. "I'm alright, my body isn't that tired yet."

*Crack* A loud distant branch snap could be heard from behind Mary.

She turned around immediately, quickly, she put the skull away in her backpack while equipping her hunting rifle.

The trees surrounding her were thick enough to have two people wrap the arms around and although they were burnt black, they were cl.u.s.tered enough to hinder line of sight

As she stared around vigilantly, not making a sound, A gentle wind brushed through the burnt forest, it carried the sound of a familiar whistle. A rhyme that had haunted Mary's dreams for months.

Her eye dilated as fear overcame her calm facade.

"Child, we are among the last." Came a harsh, m.u.f.fled voice that echoed throughout the forest. The origin of said voice hard to pinpoint.

"S-s-s-show y-yourself." Mary attempted to shout but all that came out was a stuttering whimper.

"The end has come, there aren't many left but they will all find each other. It is the will of G.o.d. There's no point in running anymore.." The voice stated.

Mary looked from side to side with her single eye hoping to catch any clue to the mysterious voice's location.

"It's a shame that you managed to escape before.. because of that, I could not free you from your restrictive vessel and now that time is running out, I won't have any the time to spare. I'm sorry child." The voice sounded genuinely remorseful.

"Y-you monster! I'll kill you!" Mary managed to grit her teeth and shout, a tear sliding down her cheek from her eye.

"Hehe.. that's the spirit.." The voice remarked in amus.e.m.e.nt.

No matter where Mary looked, she could not locate the voice which made her uneasy.

"Come out coward and face me!!" She roared loudly, her expression agitated and her eye blazing with anger.

In Mary's blind spot, a figure emerged from a nearby tree. It was a tall woman around 6'ft. She wore a robe made from human skin and had a gas mask covering her face, only her eerie blue eyes shone through. What remained of her hair had been braided carefully and tied into a short ponytail.

The masked woman held a long machete in her hand. As she slowly approached behind the trembling Mary, she raised her machete ready to strike when she entered range.

Mary seemed to hear something, her trembling body becoming still and firm.

She whispered. "You were right papa, I can't run forever."

Finally within range, the masked woman struck down swiftly towards the unsuspecting Mary.

Mary turned around and quickly used her hunting rifle to block the oncoming machete.

*c.h.i.n.k!*

The machete buried itself into the hunting rifle stopping halfway through the refined steel barrel.

Mary grunted as she kicked the woman in the stomach separating the two. She stared vigilantly at the woman in human skin, dropping her now useless rifle to the ground she pulled out her own machete.

The masked woman looked at her, clearly amused. "Child don't resist, you'll only die.. tired."

Her eye glaring at the masked woman, she growled hatefully as she shouted. "f.u.c.k you!"

Not nearly as strong as the masked woman, she waited patiently for her to attack. In a head to head fight, she would have no chance and she understood that.

The masked woman growing impatient leapt towards Mary slashing down with her long machete. With a crazy grin she shouted. "Just die child, when I ascend to G.o.dhood I'll be sure to light some incense for your corpse!"

Mary saw her chance, using her shorter machete she barely parried the blow with great effort.

*Clank!*

The masked woman stumbled off balance to the side.

Seeing an opening Mary slashed down on the masked woman's arm that held the machete, severing it.

The masked woman cried out in pain with an almost animal like howl, she ran towards Mary like a bull knocking her to the ground. Taking out a knife with her remaining arm she stabbed it down towards the stunned Mary.

Frightened, Mary blocked with her free hand causing the knife to stab through her palm.

"Ahh!" She screamed in pain as blood spurted from her hand and onto her cheek.

The masked woman pulled the knife out from her hand and then stabbed down again, aiming for Mary's chest.

"No!!" Mary cried out as she mustered all of her energy in an attempt to dodge the fatal attack though it was useless as she was pinned down. She gritted her teeth and made a decision with an immense resolve burning deep in her eye.

"Hyah!" Mary nudged herself to the side, just managing to escape the death blow to her heart, still, the knife pierced her chest stabbing through her right lung.

"Gagh." Mary coughed violently, with a mad look in her eye she waved the machete still gripped in her hand towards the masked woman's leg. The blow wasn't enough to completely sever the leg as her strength had weakened considerably though it did leave it hanging by the skin which was a gruesome sight.

"Ahh!! f.u.c.k! YOU Wh.o.r.e!" The masked woman screamed.

Shivering in pain the masked woman fell backwards, she held her half severed leg as she cried out in pain, torrents of blood pouring out from it.

Mary groaned as she pulled the knife out of her chest, she stumbled to her feet before leaping on the masked woman stabbing towards her.

The masked woman was caught off guard as the knife plunged into her shoulder.

"Argh! You!" The masked woman growled, grabbing another knife from the belt on her waist she shoved it deep into Mary's gut.

Adrenaline pumping vigorously through her veins, Mary was now numb to any pain she was receiving. All that was left was her mad desire to kill this demon before her.

Pulling the knife out of the masked woman's shoulder, Mary thrust the knife towards the man's neck on the side she had severed his arm.

A look a terror fulled the masked woman's blue eyes as she watched helplessly as the knife stabbed through her throat. Her severed stump of an arm having no chance at all to block it.

The masked woman held her throat as blood spurted from her neck in liters.

"T-this!.. *Cough!* this.. w-was not ho-how it was.. *Cough* I was.. supposed to b-be the chosen one!" The masked woman coughed violently as blood poured from her mouth and throat.

*Gurgle*

Horrendous sounds came from the masked woman as she struggled to breathe, her body writhing in pain. As the minutes pa.s.sed, the masked woman finally died with unwillingness in her blue eyes.

Mary slumped to the side as she coughed up blood, a look of glee and peace shone in her single eye.

Crawling to her backpack she pulled out a skull, the head of her father, Rick.

*Cough, cough!*

"Papa, I did it! I sent,"

*cough!*

"That b.i.t.c.h to h.e.l.l!" Mary croaked as blood dripped from her lips.

"......."

"It's.. alright papa.. "

*Cough!*

"I'm.. actually scared that you'll.. be lonely when I'm gone." She replied weakly as her breathing started to slow down.

"........"

"I'm not.. afraid....anymore....papa." Mary leaned against a tree as she watched the sun rise, her eye slowly dimming.

In the distance, beyond a mountain she could see a huge white pyramid rising through the skies piercing through the clouds.

"It's pretty.. papa.." Mary mumbled as she began to slip out of consciousness, her grip on Rick's skull loosening, dropping the shiny skull to the forest floor.

"Poor child, such tenacity you had to defeat the one I was betting on." A monotone voice resounded in Mary's ear.

Mary craned her neck to the side slowly with all her power, there she saw the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

The woman had short violet hair, a heavenly face and hypnotizing amethyst eyes. She wore an armored dress that glowed mysteriously.

The woman's chrome headwings fluttered gently as she observed the dying Mary with interest.

"Your flesh is in chaos, it writhes and bleeds. It seeps and festers. Countless tiny bugs breed and propagate within the confines of your body like a wriggling ma.s.s of maggots, chaotic and unruly." The woman remarked in her monotone voice, her amethyst eyes glowing with undisguised disgust.

Mary could only reply with a weak cough.

The woman walked towards Mary, the ground parting way as a brilliant steel path formed beneath her feet. The masked woman's body evaporated into dust as the violet haired woman stepped past it.

As she stood over Mary, the woman raised her finger causing Mary to float up, bringing her face close. "I have a proposal for you child. Serve me and I shall save you from death...Serve me and I'll show you sights incomprehensible to your mortal eyes."

Mary with her mind now wide awake stared into the beautiful eyes of the woman before her with curiosity.

The woman smiled. "I see you're curious. So? Do you agree?"

Truthfully, She did not want to die and with this chance before her, she would be a fool not to accept.

Mary nodded her head weakly.

The woman nodded in satisfaction. "Good. You made the right choice child."

An 8ft octagonal prism appeared above made from a shiny bronze like metal. Engravings and runes on the prism shimmered like the sun in a turbulent river.

A door just large enough to fit Mary opened on the prism showing what looked to be a pitch black abyss.

From within the abyss came a ma.s.s of wires which wrapped around a startled Mary tightly, dragging her into the octagonal prism.

After the door shut, the prism trembled before going quiet.

Inside the prism Mary felt an unimaginable pain, not pain from the flesh as her body was quickly shredded apart by the wires that coiled around her, no, it was pain from the spirit, from the soul.

Within the endless waves of pain came a burst of pleasure so overwhelming that Mary thought she would be driven insane by it.

Both the pleasure and pain began to overlap until they became indistinguishable from each other and it was at that moment she felt reborn.

Seconds later the door opened and from it stepped out an unfamiliar nude woman.

Her skin shone with a metallic light, long silver hair draped down to her waist and her body supple and tender. Her face was sculptured to perfection, a trapezohedron was engraved upon her forehead.

Mary knelt before the mysterious woman. "Thank you G.o.ddess." She thanked the woman with an expression of immense grat.i.tude.

She was still feeling the after effects of her transformation, what was just seconds felt like an eternity for her and she reveled in it.

The woman smiled. "You're my priestess now so you have the right to know my name, I am Levathel." The mention of her name caused the world to shudder and tremble.

Mary was shocked by the display, her nude body trembling in fright.

Turning around Levathel waved her hand causing a portal to appear, pointing towards it she said to Mary. "Go, wait for me."

Mary nodded, looking around on the forest floor she spotted her fathers skull. Mary picked the skull up with a gentle smile on her face she whispered. "Let's go papa."

She stepped into the portal vanishing from sight.

Levathel closed the portal and looked towards the sky piercing pyramid, a faint smile forming on her face.

She muttered. "The chosen has been selected." Before disappearing in a flash of light.