"This is perfect" Shadow-Ez crooned to the Mirror, "we, we could make an army, A perfect army, not like his inept minions"
"This tips the balance in our favour..." Indigo looked over his shoulder into pure black, seemingly observing something "they're plotting something, I can see it, we need to move!"
"No!" Ez barked at Indigo, "If we have this army we can do what we want when we want" As he said this more copies walked out of the Mirror. Indigo watched the slow flow of himself come out, reached down and touched his silver arm "it's winning, you know" Ezelek, didn't say anything "I need to be sure, the god, Shinigami, he's my best shot. You." he pointed at the first mirrorling that arrived, "come with me, he's good, and I could use the backup"
"You need backup?" Ezelek jeered
"You’re the one that wants the army" he retorted. Ezelek smiled. "I'll be back soon, keep 'em coming, they'll be handy" Indigo and his mirror saluted in unison before they disappeared, all the other Indigo's saluted back.
~
The Expatriates were following their new shadow friend in a half formed line, looking around for others that may be friend or foe. Suddenly, Setyuna turned 180º looking straight back at the expats in a fighting stance, the Expats, taken by surprise all readied their arms and assumed offensive positions themselves, Setyuna did not move, instead, indicating with her head directly behind them. They turned to see Shadow-Indigo, standing a short distance behind them, staring at them all.
Shinigami glared back, "what do you want?" he growled quickly glancing around "and where is Ezelek?!"
Unmoved, he replied, "Brother is busy, but I feel his stand in will do" at this moment, Indigo's mirror walked into view from behind him to be met by a few gasps
"Now death god, we'll see who you really are" Indigo said as he stepped forwards, Shinigami re-holstered his guns and stepped up as well, as they neared each other, Wren cannoned forward changing into her dragon form and readied to burn Indigo, Shin quickly moved into her path and she stopped, barely avoiding contact, "this is between him, and me" he whispered to her, Wren nodded, and stepped back. Turning to the Shadow, he continued forward, drawing his scythe from the depths of nowhere, he asked "Do you really think you can win, I've sent thousands like you to their hell, you'll just be another"
"No death god, not like me" Indigo reached behind his shoulders and drew pulled the sheathed katana that was held by his tendrils "and not with this"
Shinigami stared at the blade, "when...where did you get that?"
"I'm glad you recognise it, let's see if it'll work on you!" Indigo leaped forward and with a lightning quick slash, attacked the death god.
Shinigami, blocked the first blow with the handle of his scythe "shit" he thought to himself, "how can he hold that weapon, it should be eating his soul!" He readied himself for a counter attack, then noticed the detail which hadn't clicked, "his arm, it's infected with.." he spun the scythe and brought it up in an upper sweeping motion, Indigo blocked with the sheath and spun to unleash another slash "and he keeps it sheathed...that won’t protect him for long" Shinigami found some comfort "This battle it going to be easier than I thought" As the nano thin blade came arcing round, Shinigami trapped the katana on the floor with the blade from his scythe and brought the butt of the handle down on Indigo.
Dropping himself on the floor and rolling to the side, but still holding on to the blade, Indigo narrowly avoided the blow. Using his momentum, he picked himself up in the same motion and brought his heel around to the back of Shinigami's head. The death god fell forward but managed to steady himself.
"This is a good work out, are you actually going to do anything interesting?" Shinigami goaded.
With a neat click, Indigo sheathed the blade, "well, we could always double the fun..."
Shinigami realised just in time what he meant and dodged to the side as Indigo's mirror came crashing down with a loud boom, a small fissure appeared in the ground where his fist landed. Standing the mirror advanced quickly towards shin's right, as Indigo came from his left. Assuming a stance, Shinigami quickly brought up the butt of the scythe and connected with the mirrors chin, the mirror flew upwards. Following through with the movement, he brought the scythe blade to meet Indigo, only to lock with the blade "this is familiar" shin said
"Yes, let's see how it would have turned out" Indigo replied with a silky dark tone on his voice. The two tussled slightly before Shinigami twisted his scythe, disengaging the Sword from Indigo's grip, Shinigami then lanced the scythe into the chest of Indigo, he doubled over, then flipped backwards.
Shinigami, panted slightly, as he observed Indigo. The shadow clutched his torso with his silver hand, looking over to the blade, the tendrils on his back snaked over to it, picked it up, resheathed it then tucked the blade on his back again. Standing up, Indigo looked back at the god. Shinigami smiled and turned to the mirror, which was again advancing, drawing out a colt, he shot at it. The mirror guarded itself with it's own silvery arm, causing the bullets to ricochet off, Surprised by this, Shinigami, kept firing until it came near enough, he swiped across the shadow with the scythe.
"You should really check to see if the people you have working for you are up to the job,” Shinigami said as the mirror disappeared amidst its own screams.
"This was just a test death god, you and I both know you will not be the one to send me. My true time has not come"
Shinigami glared at the Shadow "next time, you WILL be killed,” he cursed through gritted teeth
"Next time? HA HA HA" the shadow laughed aloud. Turning back to Shinigami, his voice was filled with hatred that shuddered the souls of all that heard it "you passed, be glad, next time, I will come to kill you."
And with that he disappeared.
~
The darkened room was thronging with copies and mirrors of the two original Shadows.
"They’re not quite us, less refined"
"No that it matters, they'll be able to do what we want"
"Indeed. He wasn't the one."
"I see"
"Our time runs short, he'll make his move soon, and all this will have been for nothing"
"Don’t worry, we'll find him..."
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