Luis vs Himself, Part 2

The dust then begins to settle, and looking around, I see that my back is leaning against the wall of my dormhouse. I don't know how I fell all the way down here, but I'm not going to question it.

"You say great points, my demon-half, but you did make just one mistake," I grunt as I struggle to push myself off of the ground.

"Oh? And what may that be?" My demon-half smirks as he crosses his clawed arms.

"YOU SAID MY WIND!"

I thrust my right palm towards my demon-half, sending a Spirit Storm flying towards him. When my Spirit Storm collides with my demon-half, he's sent flying backwards. I then crouch down a bit before jumping upwards, wrapping a tornado around my legs and waist and using it to fly towards my demon-half, who recovers mid-air and flies back towards me in response.

"Now you're getting it, my human-half!" My demon-half laughs. "You're getting used to fighting in this world!"

"So I can't use my Cursed Power, because that's something I power form you, but I can use my wind because you admitted that I learned it on my own," I say as my katana materializes out of thin air in between my hands, which I use to form a Wind Blade. "My katana skills or something that I haven't missed thanks to you, too!" I shout when I notice my demon-half's eyes widen.

My demon-half's shocked expression reverted back into a smirk after my taunt. "That's no problem! Let's see what you can even do with that katana without my help!" My demon-half bellows as he plays his clawed arms out to his sides.

With a roar, I slash my Wind Blade towards my demon-half, who counters by catching its blade with a Cursed Power reinforced claw. Dark blue Cursed Power then begins flooding the blade of my katana, which extend outwards then angels towards me, flying towards my face and piercing straight through my eye before I can even react,

I let out a howl of pain as I stumble backwards, as the blade of my katana retracts itself out of my eye once my demon-half lets go of it.

"My eye…my eyes…" I whimper as I clutch my bleeding eye.

"You claim that you can never look Ella in the eyes again until you kill Ace, but look! Now that you've also lost an eye because of yourself, I've saved you the trouble of having to kill Ace!" My demon-half exclaims. "You should thank me."

With a growl, I lower my hands from my face and fix my one good eye on my demon-half. "What good do you get out of this?" I growl. "Possessing my body and taking control of my life, WHAT GOOD DOES IT DO YOU?!"

My demon-half tilts his head at me, as if I'm a fool for not already knowing the answer to this question, like it's the easiest question in the world. "Simple," my demon-half answers. "Freedom." My eyes widened. "In this world of your mind, it's boring here. For years, there was no one. No one for me to play with. That is, until you met Randy, but he's gone now, thanks to you. I can't play with him anymore. He's dead, and you know that it's your fault. You still blame yourself for it. But then, for the first time in years, I had friends again! It started out small, and they didn't appear here until a few months after you met them, but Ella, and Grover, and Jamie, and Austin, and even Mikey appeared in here, and I could play with them! And then others too, like Daniel, and Ralph, and Ivy and Lycan!"

"But…where are they now?" I ask, causing my demon-half's gleeful expression to lower into a scowl.

"Everytime you use Cursed Power, they move away from me. They move farther and farther away, each time. And when you use your demon powers, they disappear entirely. They only return once you cease using them. And then, after you killed Nick, he disappeared altogether, and everyone else did with him. Now that you've left town, everyone's gone…" my demon-half explains. "BECAUSE OF YOU, I CAN'T HAVE FRIENDS! BECAUSE IF YOU I CAN'T EVEN HAVE FUN! I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU AND I'M GOING TO TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR BODY SO THAT I CAN SEE MY FRIENDS AGAIN! IT'S THE ONLY WAY TO MAKE SURE I'M NOT TRAPPED HERE ALL ALONE FOR ETERNITY."

My demon-half then charges towards me, his entire body bubbling with dark blue Cursed Power and ready to kill.

"I see…" I reply as I allow for my katana to slip out of my hands, falling to the abyss below.

"HAH, HAVE YOU GIVEN UP UPON SEEING MY POWER?!" My demon-half cackles. "All you have is wind and a butter knife, you can't beat my supreme demon powers!"

My demon-half continues flying towards me as I open my arms up, exposing my chest to him.

"SAY GOODBYE, MY FOOLISH HUMAN-HALF!" With a roar, my demon-half plunges his claws deep into my chest, causing even more blood to explode out of yet another hole in my chest.

"You…didn't even try to dodge or counter…?" My demon-half half asks.

"Of course not," I reply as I wrap my arms around my demon-half, holding him tightly to my chest. "I now know why my dad said that I shouldn't fight you. Why would I fight myself?"

"EH?!" My demon-half cries as he struggles to worm his way out of my grasp, but I hold onto him tightly. "Let go of me!"

"I'm sorry," I sob. "I'm sorry. I thought that I was the only one who felt alone, but I didn't realize that you were equally as lonely. No, that's not exactly correct. We're lonely when the other one is, we're sad when the other one is…because we're one in the same. When I'm only physically, you're alone mentally. When I push people away, I'm pushing them away from you, as well, and that's not fair."

"SHUT UP!" My demon-half cries. "I DON'T NEED YOUR SYMPATHY, I JUST WANT YOUR BODY, SO SHUT UP!"

"When I first saw you, I was confused as to why I was in my bedroom, and why my demon-half looks like a child, but it makes so much sense that I can't believe it went over my head," I continued. "When I was ten years old and Randy died, I locked myself in that bedroom, and my heart along with it, refusing to expose it to the outside world. That's why you're still ten years old. Because I was never able to mentally move past that day."

"I was…so lonely…so alone…" my demon-half sobs. "I just wanted friends…but you never let anyone get close to me…to us."

"I know, I know…" I whisper, like I'm consulting a child. Though in this case…I am. "I know my apology now can't make up for sixteen years of loneliness, but I'm trying. So please, lend me your power…the strength to face and defeat my enemies, so that when we go home…neither of us will have to be alone ever again! I'll make friends, I'll meet our old friends, and this sad empty world will be filled with people for you to play with!"

I then unwrap my arms around my demon-half, and when I peer down at him again, he no longer looks like a child, or a demon. He looks…exactly like me. Exactly like a sixteen year old me. I then look down at my body, and notice that all of my wounds -including my eye- have healed up. Something tells me that I'll be waking up again with two eyes intact.

"That's…all I've ever wanted you to hear," my demon-half says with a small smile as he wipes the tears out of the corners of his eyes. "Thank you, my human-half," he continues. "No…"

"Myself."

***

I spin around, seeing Winter sliding towards me across her ice from behind. I was too busy focusing on August to notice Winter.

"I couldn't control my demon form," I began to say. "But that doesn't have anything to do with one of us being created as an artificial half demon, while one of us was born a half demon."

Winter sends a blast of ice flying towards me, and I counter by slicing clean through it with my Wind Blade and Cursed Power reinforced Extend-o-Blade katana swing.

"IT WAS BECAUSE I COULDN'T ACCEPT MYSELF!"

With a roar, I then charge towards Winter. I swing my katana towards her, which freezes up the second it's blader touches WInter's icy aura, but that doesn't halt my attack. I smash my frozen blade into Winter like a club, causing the ice entrusted across the blade of my katana to shatter, as Winter is sent flying backwards.

Looking around, I then see myself surrounded by August's clones, all standing around me in a circle from a dozen feet away, with their palms pressed together, charging up a sphere of red Cursed Power.