12 Black Despair (2/2)
Will knew he couldn't run anymore, the adrenaline was the only thing keeping him on his feet as he looked at the cut on his leg. A dark red puddle had already formed beneath him and he knew he would have to do something about them or he would pass out from loss of blood. Doing the only thing he could think of, he summoned yet again the largest flame he had and condensed it. Will thought of a minigun and the power they had, He allowed his flame to throw out smaller flames of the same potency of fifty caliber rounds at the wraiths, though as soon as they came close, they lost their form. Will couldn't give up quite yet as he knew Maya's life depended on him succeeding.
One wraith stepped forward. It put it's sword back in it's scabbard before walking to Will. Though the opponent was unarmed, Will could only think of the battle he saw Michael get into all those months ago. He had fended off the attacks of the wraiths chill with his own flame. Will had trained his own flame to such an extent that he shouldn't have had a problem keeping up, but the closer the wraith became, the smaller Will's flame became.
Not taking a chance of them getting closer to Maya, Will launched one of his flames to the wraith. He believed while the cloaked monster tried to dodge the flame, he would have an opening to attack with another flame.
The wraith however allowed the flame to hit, and as the inferno engulfed him, an arm came out to grab for Will. Knowing what a touch from the black cloak meant, Will dug his foot in the ground to stop his approach and side stepped his assailant.
The flames in which seemed to be eating away at the cloak suddenly started dissipating, almost as if they were being devoured by the chill being emitted from the wraith. Within moments to Will's astonishment and horror, his flames were gone and not a single mark could be seen on the hooded figure.
Will grabbed Maya once more about to make a break for it when the wraith from before blocked his movements.
Again a hand went for Will, which he sluggishly swiped away, his movements driven by fear rather than his usual confidence. Trying once more to get Maya out, Will frantically ran to try and find an opening within the formation of wraiths. Whenever he tried another angle, a wraith came up to block him.
Inch by inch, the cloaks closed in on the now nearly defenseless Will. His hopes of survival being drowned out within each step they took. The more they closed in on him, the smaller his flame became.
Within moments Will was too cold to stay on his feet and fell to the ground, then the wraiths surrounded him, giving no space to escape. The closer they became, the more hopelessness creeped into Will's heart. Soon there was nothing he could do as he went to his knees, the cloaks in a tight circle around him. One by one they each took out chains, it didn't seem as though they were planning on him walking out without them. They laid two parallel on the ground, Will could only stare out into nothing as their cold hands reached towards him, laying him flat on the chains.
”WILL! DON'T GIVE UP! YOU CAN FIGHT THEM!” Maya screamed as she too was being wrapped up. Will was glad he could do nothing but stare into the sky, he couldn't stand the idea of looking his companion in the eyes while showing such weakness and despair. He wished he could just get knocked out again, that way her screams had no hold on him.
Soon the screams died down as he heard a gasp for air followed by a gurgling sound. Everything became quiet for Will as he tried to look around. As he did, his gaze swept across a wrapped up Maya. Seeing as though the wraiths couldn't silence her, they instead thrust a sword into the chains.
Maya's eyes shined at Will. She was barely conscious but she still had enough life left to smile at him. ”Thank you.” was the only whisper that came out before her eyes lost their shine. Will looked at the lifeless smile that never left her. Will allowed himself to look up at the sky once more. He had failed to protect Maya, the one thing he had trained all that time for. The wraiths clearly outmatched him.
Allowing himself to slip into darkness, Will continuously heard Maya screaming within his mind, begging him not to give up. Whether he looked to her or not, the image of her lifeless smile haunted him, making him remember her promise to him before they left. He had let her in, and now she was gone, taken away by the very creatures he was running from.
Now as he was wrapped tightly in his own cocoon of chains, the five black figures dragged him by a single chain sticking out of his entrapment. Only looking up, Will tried to ignore the lifeless corpse that was left behind. There was nothing more he could do, his ignorance of power had left him utterly broken and defeated. Whatever lay ahead of him was what he deserved.
As Will resigned himself to his fate, he heard a clang of metal hitting chain, with a hint of flame. Before he could register what was happening, a midnight black cloak covered his vision as he felt himself being pulled inside, the last thing he heard was Mayas frantic screams inside his head before everything went silent.