Chapter 8 Anton stared at the ring of fire he had created with the Sword of Darkness. This ring of fire was surrounding a pentagram, drawn on the dirt floor of the cave. Anton's eyes beamed. "Forces of hell, I call upon thee. Bring forth your worst demon, and make him serve me! I command you!" Anton plunged the Sword of Darkness into the center of the pentagram. Bolts of black lightning shot up from the pentagram, and the floor opened with a rumble. A monster floated up, with lightning swirling around it's shadowy mass. The floor closed, and the monster was standing on the pentagram. The lightning subsided, and the Sword of Darkness returned to Anton's hand. "Master..." The monster was about eight feet tall. It had no apparent surface, as it was all one big shadow. It stood there, waiting for a command. { *THIS* is the worst demon from hell?} Anton thought. { Must be having a slow millennium. } "So, your the worst, huh? What do you specialize in?" "Mimicry an possession. I can be inside of anyone's body at anytime, making them do whatever I want, or I can take the form of anything that I touch." { This guy may come in handy after all. } "Well, that is interesting. I have a job for you." Anton grinned evilly. _____________________________________________________________________ "You guys stay here. I have to do this alone." "No way Buffy," Willow said. "If all of us can barely escape, what chance does any ONE of us have? At least let a couple of us go." "No! This is MY fight! And I'm not gonna let you all get yourselves killed in this!" "Buffy, please. Take a few people," Angel said. "You can take me." "You saw what that sword did to a vampire with nearly unlimited power. Imagine what it could do to you. I don't want that to happen to you." "Well, we're going with you," Amy said. "At least...*I* am going with you. You saw what my ice can do." "Actually, no I didn't. I wasn't there. I was already back here." "Well, my ice can freeze them in their tracks. They can't move when they're frozen." "You would both be smart to NOT go," Giles said. "There is only one weapon that can stand against the Sword of Darkness, and we don't have the slightest clue as to where it is." "Nice of you tell me," Buffy said in a raised voice. "I almost went to certain death!" "What is this weapon?" Willow asked. "Well, it's called the Sword of Light. It has magical properties that can neutralize those of the Sword of Darkness. It is supposed to be made entirely of white magic, and stored in a small, compact space. It can be called upon by only one person, who is supposedly immortal. This person is supposed to be a man of mystery." Serena took out her locket. She just wanted to hear its beautiful melody one more time. She was shaking, as she was scared of what might happen. She dropped her locket. "Allow me," Darien said. He bent down, and picked up the locket. As he held it, it began to glow. The light burst from the locket, and flowed through Darien. He became a mass of white light, and soon was dressed in body armor that was just like his Prince Darien armor. The only difference was that it was white. A swirling mass of white light shot out from his hand, and solidified in the form of a sword. A sheath appeared at his side. "Oh...my...God..." was all anyone could mutter. It was clear now. Darien was the immortal one...the chosen one. Darien was the White Knight. _____________________________________________________________________ The shadowy demon moved around the halls of Sunnydale High. He touched everything, so he could quickly take shape of something, if need be. He soon found his way to the library. He saw all the people in there, and he saw Darien turn into the White Knight. The demon had heard enough stories to know what was about to happen. He hurried out of the school, and down to the portal. He jumped through. _____________________________________________________________________ The shadow demon appeared before Anton. He bowed his head slightly. "What do you have to report?" Anton asked hastily. "The White Knight has returned. He has the Sword of Light." Anton moved forward slightly. "Are you sure?" "Absolutely. It is definitely the Sword of Light." Anton grinned. "Well...now I can have a real fight." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To Be Continued.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OK, OK, I know...a really short part. But I just wanted to make slight (erm..) revelation in this chapter. I just HAD to do it! As if Darien didn't have enough of an identity crisis all ready... Anyway, hope you liked it, and if you didn't sorry ^_~ Are you all geared up for the big fight? Good. And, if you thought Buffy was the one who was going to have to kill Anton, I have one thing to say..."Ha! Fooled you!" Well, I gotta go! Thanks so much to everyone who has emailed me with their compliments and words of encouragement. It really means a lot to me. Princess Serena, if you read this, thanks for everything! Your emails to me really help! Sorry my one email almost melted your motherboard... hehe...