metal shaker top and looked up for a second. David fought off the demon. He pushed him away from the body and from Kara. She walked forward towards the soul.
“Great—I’m going to die—again.” She held the fish net in her left hand, while holding a salt shaker in the other.
One of the two remaining higher demons, stood but a few feet away from her. An evil grin flashed across its face. It only had to leap, and it would be on top of her. Its hard body was posed in anticipation.
“THROW THE SALT AT IT!” She heard David yell over the panicked crowd.
Without thinking, Kara dropped the fish net, fumbled with the salt shaker and threw the metal cap—right in the middle of the higher demon’s forehead.
SMACK!
The demon froze, as though expecting for something to happen. After a moment, it glanced down at the tiny metal cap between its shinny black shoes and kicked it. Its thick shoulders moved up and down as it laughed. Then the demon looked up at Kara, its ebony eyes glittering. It cracked its face, bared its teeth in an evil grin and took a step forward.
“Oops. That can’t be good.”
“THE SALT! THROW THE SALT!” she heard David howl.
Kara threw the shaker at its face. The salt exploded all over it. The demon screamed as it covered its face with its hands. Black smoke emitted through its fingers; its skin melted away, exposing rotten flesh beneath. The horrid smell of burnt flesh surrounded her.
“The soul!—use the net!” David gasped. She saw him lash out at the demon and cut it, right across its chest. The creature screamed in pain and anger, as it backed away, shaken for a moment.
Kara bent down and grabbed the fish net. She pushed her way through the crowd that was growing by the minute. She kept her eyes on the hovering soul. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the other higher demon running towards her. She waved the fish net before her with her right hand. “Oh, crap! Oh crap! Oh crap!”
“Do it now!” cried David.
Kara leaped into the air—unaware of the strange looks the mortal crowd gave her, seeing a strange girl with a fish net jump into the air as she tried to catch invisible butterflies. Like an overhand softball throw, she swung her arm and caught the brilliant ball of light in her net. She landed with a hard thump on top of the concrete block. The soul bounced lightly in her net. The size of a large grapefruit, it weight less than a roll of toilet paper.
She sat on the boulder and brought the net closer to her face for inspection. Like a miniature sun, the soul’s light warmed her face. “Hey, I caught it! I freakin’ caught it!” She looked up as mortals appeared. They screamed and yelled at her, their faces screwed up in scowls of horror as they pointed to the pancake man below. “Oh no.”
David appeared to her side. “Run!” He dashed off.
“Huh?” She stared at David running away.
Kara swung her legs over the boulder, jumped down and sprinted after him. They ran all the way down Gosford Street to the Old Port. They turned right onto De La Commune Street. Her mortal legs didn’t tire. She ran fast. She leapt over benches and dumpsters along the way, like a gazelle running away from a predator. She clutched the fish net against her chest.
“What just happened?” yelled Kara as she galloped behind David. “Why didn’t they try to get the soul?”
“They’re not after the soul.” David yelled back. “They’re after us !” He stared up ahead as he ran.
Kara looked back. Two higher demons ran after them at an incredible speed. She turned her head and ran close to David, a bit awkwardly as her right arm held the soul protectively against her chest.
“David—we’re not fast enough. They’re going to catch up!”
“Keep running!”
“We’re dead in about fifteen seconds! I don’t even want to think about what they’re going to do to us!”
“Keep running—and stop talking!”
Thirteen…twelve… she counted backwards in her
“Great—I’m going to die—again.” She held the fish net in her left hand, while holding a salt shaker in the other.
One of the two remaining higher demons, stood but a few feet away from her. An evil grin flashed across its face. It only had to leap, and it would be on top of her. Its hard body was posed in anticipation.
“THROW THE SALT AT IT!” She heard David yell over the panicked crowd.
Without thinking, Kara dropped the fish net, fumbled with the salt shaker and threw the metal cap—right in the middle of the higher demon’s forehead.
SMACK!
The demon froze, as though expecting for something to happen. After a moment, it glanced down at the tiny metal cap between its shinny black shoes and kicked it. Its thick shoulders moved up and down as it laughed. Then the demon looked up at Kara, its ebony eyes glittering. It cracked its face, bared its teeth in an evil grin and took a step forward.
“Oops. That can’t be good.”
“THE SALT! THROW THE SALT!” she heard David howl.
Kara threw the shaker at its face. The salt exploded all over it. The demon screamed as it covered its face with its hands. Black smoke emitted through its fingers; its skin melted away, exposing rotten flesh beneath. The horrid smell of burnt flesh surrounded her.
“The soul!—use the net!” David gasped. She saw him lash out at the demon and cut it, right across its chest. The creature screamed in pain and anger, as it backed away, shaken for a moment.
Kara bent down and grabbed the fish net. She pushed her way through the crowd that was growing by the minute. She kept her eyes on the hovering soul. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the other higher demon running towards her. She waved the fish net before her with her right hand. “Oh, crap! Oh crap! Oh crap!”
“Do it now!” cried David.
Kara leaped into the air—unaware of the strange looks the mortal crowd gave her, seeing a strange girl with a fish net jump into the air as she tried to catch invisible butterflies. Like an overhand softball throw, she swung her arm and caught the brilliant ball of light in her net. She landed with a hard thump on top of the concrete block. The soul bounced lightly in her net. The size of a large grapefruit, it weight less than a roll of toilet paper.
She sat on the boulder and brought the net closer to her face for inspection. Like a miniature sun, the soul’s light warmed her face. “Hey, I caught it! I freakin’ caught it!” She looked up as mortals appeared. They screamed and yelled at her, their faces screwed up in scowls of horror as they pointed to the pancake man below. “Oh no.”
David appeared to her side. “Run!” He dashed off.
“Huh?” She stared at David running away.
Kara swung her legs over the boulder, jumped down and sprinted after him. They ran all the way down Gosford Street to the Old Port. They turned right onto De La Commune Street. Her mortal legs didn’t tire. She ran fast. She leapt over benches and dumpsters along the way, like a gazelle running away from a predator. She clutched the fish net against her chest.
“What just happened?” yelled Kara as she galloped behind David. “Why didn’t they try to get the soul?”
“They’re not after the soul.” David yelled back. “They’re after us !” He stared up ahead as he ran.
Kara looked back. Two higher demons ran after them at an incredible speed. She turned her head and ran close to David, a bit awkwardly as her right arm held the soul protectively against her chest.
“David—we’re not fast enough. They’re going to catch up!”
“Keep running!”
“We’re dead in about fifteen seconds! I don’t even want to think about what they’re going to do to us!”
“Keep running—and stop talking!”
Thirteen…twelve… she counted backwards in her
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