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There was an explosion from behind the main fight as blinding light filled the room. However, Hitomi, Yukari, Gen, Matt, Crown and Arthur could see fine, but they could see that Demien was not putting up with these petty tricks.
"It's my Trafuri skill." SamJaz explained as he approached Demien. "Guaranteed escape for my allies. Run ahead. I'll seal the stairway after you and take the lift to catch you up. I need you guys to go ahead so I can follow."
Demien was not having this, sprinting towards SamJaz with hand outstretched. With Cu Chulainn as his Persona, SamJaz was able to deflect the incoming hand aimed at his chest enough for Demien's fist to burst through SamJaz's back with a handful of kidney meat.
Gritting his teeth through the pain, SamJaz gripped Demien's elbow with his left and and reached behind himself, gripping Demien's wrist with his own right.
"GO!" SamJaz snarled, making his motives very clear as Hitomi began to lead the evacuation. The state Gen, Matt, Arthur and Phantom were in was a clear testimony's to Demien's destructive power and the risk SamJaz was taking to ensure their survival.
Blocking out everything outside this immediate fight, SamJaz moved. With three simultaneous movements, SamJaz headbutted Demien, snapped the demon's wrist and, with a twist of his legs, made him stumble to the ground and kneel.
"All that destructive force and mutant healing, but even with your inhuman reflexes you're still an impetuous teenager." SamJaz said, grunting through the pain and kneeing Demien in the face once, then twice, then attempted a third, but lost his kneecap to the demon's teeth.
SamJaz was rolled over Demien's back as the beast rose up, and SamJaz was sent onto the floor. SamJaz then had to roll away from the shoe that stomped right into where his head just was. Summoning his keyblade, SamJaz was able to swing at Demien's ankles and trip him up long enough for SamJaz to crawl away.
He started to prep himself to cast a Cure spell, when his injured left leg was caught in Demien's grip. Snarling through the pain, SamJaz rolled onto his back and kicked Demien's hand off his ankle, but it didn't stop Demien from getting to his feet, flicking his wrists playfully as they healed themselves.
SamJaz pointed his keyblade into the air, launching a Cure spell for himself, but was kicked in the ribs and out of the healing light. However, SamJaz was able to switch Persona to Undine and sent a Diarama, another healing skill, into his legs, when he realised that he hasn't cauterised his chest wound yet, and his healing skills wouldn't regenerate the lost organs.
The kidney wound in question met Demien's boot, and SamJaz screamed from the pain.
"None of you will ever see daylight again, and it's your fault for bringing them here." Demien sneered as he leant over SamJaz, applying more pressure into the bleeding cavity. "Any last words?"
Before The keymaster could say anything in reply, however, Demien had already shoved his hand into SamJaz's ribcage. SamJaz's hands weakly wrapped their fingers around Demien's painted forearm, but too weakly to stop him from withdrawing the heart from SamJaz's chest.
Grinning, Demien stepped away, moving towards the stairs as he licked his bloody fingers, deciding what to do with his trophy.
He stopped, however, as SamJaz roared in hate, and a strange, whirring sound came from behind him.
Demien turned around, seeing SamJaz slowly rise to his feet. His keyblade, a strange, curved, black thing called Fatal Crest, slowly span, floating in the cavity. The handle came through SamJaz's chest, the teeth of the keyblade, a large dragon skull, emerging from between SamJaz's shoulder blades.
One could see blood being pumped through the hole, streams of the precious red fluid wrapping itself around the spine-like shaft of the keyblade and into the next artery.
"You turned yourself into a wind up toy soldier, using that key to keep yourself ticking..." Demien said, biting into the heart in his hand as if it was an apple. "Oh, that's good. That's pretty psycho though, even by my standards. I like you already."
SamJaz was panting like a rabid dog, gold sparks danced around his fingers. This pain... it was enough.
He activated his drive form.
His hair turned black and his eyes gold, and a second keyblade materialised at SamJaz's left wrist, floating and spinning slowly like a doped helicopter blade.
It was black and gothic, with a silver chain running up the black shaft.
A moment of confusion flashed across SamJaz's face, but then the despair and determination shifted into a morbid grin.
"I'm lucid." He said eventually, not daring to make any other movements. "I'm in the superego from and I'm still me."
His fingers met the evoker that floated into his hand. "That's right." SamJaz said, almost as if Demien wasn't there. "I faced my fears. It's a part of me now. I am Samson Joshua Creed and I am afraid."
He put the evoker to his temple and stood up straight. "Perish." He commanded, then pulled the trigger.
It wasn't clear what Persona SamJaz summoned, or if he even did summon one at all, but lightning danced across the room. Oblivion flew, spinning wildly as it sought out its target and fighting far more effectively that SamJaz ever could. Once the lightning faded, SamJaz pulled the trigger again, and fire rose from the ground and fell from the ceilings- great pillars burning like the celestial furnace, consuming all in its path as Oblivion flew through the space between them, hacking down all it could.
The fires died and he was about to pull the trigger a third time, when he felt a hand that wasn't there encompass his own, slowly redirecting the weapon away from his skull as another non-existent hand danced around his neck.
There was a woman between SamJaz and Demien. She wore beige chinos and a blue hoodie that hid her head, but red-pink hair came from the space under the hood.
She tilted her head slightly, and SamJaz saw a red eye that exhibited both great pain and intense hate.
"Not Here." She commanded, and Demien tilted his head. "Not now."
The power SamJaz had felt from his drive form ended, and he collapsed to his knees, gripping his keyblade and keeping it turning as Demien and the woman left the now empty warehouse. He wasn't sure where they went to, because the staircase had been buried under the rubble. There was no one else in the devastated warehouse, not even the man behind the desk.
SamJaz couldn't even find the desk.
Grunting, SamJaz forced himself to his feet and limped towards the elevator. He pressed a button, and slumped inside when the door opened.
He pushed the button marked (G), and kept himself awake with memory games while the lift went up.
When the door opened, he crawled into the lobby, and pulled himself to the counter.
The screen said his teammates where on floor seventeen.
Smiling, he looked at the nurse. "I need a heart transplant and a new kidney." He said as the keyblade vanished. "My blood type is o minus..." And then he saw blackness.