2 The Spear 2

Being smacked across the face with a weapon wasn't what Donald would call a good time, even less so when it impedes his escape.

Donald's never been a fan of pain in any way, shape or form. Even so, pain is an essential component in any being's survival, while there are benefits in not having any sense of pain, in his experience the pros outweigh the cons. Even more so when you take undead beings into account, because most of them don't feel anything, they don't even realise the state their bodies are in before it's too late.

That's why you sometimes see hunks of zombie lying around in this realm, after fighting one another, the loser dies and the winner ends up in a state so bad they can't even move.

While it is unusual for an undead species to feel pain, it's not an incredibly rare occurrence, but even if you find an undead that can feel pain, they would only react to light or holy elemental attacks.

Anythings else and at most they'd feel a tickle, unless it's an attack specific to that undeads weakness, for example if you kicked a Banshee into a body of water, waist deep preferably, you'd end up seeing the horrifying scene of said Banshee wailing in agony while they slowly fade into non-existence.

Not sure why you'd do that though, for a start they're pretty decent girls and only of the only inhabitants in the land of shadows that have intelligence. If you're not the person that broke their heart they're easy enough to chat with.

Secondly fuck being near any Banshee that's screaming without some form of protection, those sonic screams of theirs do some serious ear damage.

Donald knows this better than anyone. After going balls deep in a Banshee for the first time, she ended up screaming his name, keyword screaming. Wasn't the most pleasant of surprises, had to limit his hearing for the rest of the session, as well as repair his eardrums.

All Donald can say is that they suck cock, just as well as they suck lifeforce.

Cushioning the force from the unexpected blow, Donald made a soft cloud out of the darkness surrounding him. Crashing into the construct, his speed rapidly diminished, allowing him to calmly land on his two feet.

Rubbing his hand against his chin, where the spear struck him he stated, "Well, that's not how I expected my first experience in the outside world to go".

With his eyes trained on the open gate, he watches on as his assaulter steps into his realm, with the gate closing after them.

Had he not known any better, at that exact moment he would've torn the attacker apart for preventing his leave, but since the moment they'd stepped into the Land of Shadows, Donald noticed something.

A small tether of energy was connecting his attacker and the gate, doing a quick deduction he made the assumption that this was what allowed her to open the gate at will.

He'd have to do a closer inspection before jumping to any conclusions, but both the gate and the tether give off a similar divine presence, only the tether had something else added to keep it invisible to prying eyes, sadly what was done to it never worked on Donald.

Once the Gate closed over Donald was able to get a good look at the person who clattered his jaw, and it was safe to say that he was mildly shocked at the person's appearance.

A woman who appeared to be at the peak of her human development stood in front of him. She had long purple hair that went well with her striking crimson eyes, in her hands was her blood red spear and on her body was a mask and an extremely outlandish outfit. A skin tight black bodysuit clung to her curves, some parts of the outfit were borderline transparent, which caused the woman to give off a truly sensual atmosphere/aura despite the apathetic look in her eyes.

If he was to give his opinion, he would definitely say that she was one of the most beautiful humans he's ever laid his eyes upon, well in a way she's the only human he's ever set his eyes on, every other one was just someone else's memories.

Either way she was a 10/10 on the Donald scale.

Despite getting the first hit in and following me into the Land of Shadows, the warrior woman stood still, seemingly evaluating her opponent.

Taking the momentary pause as a chance to speak, Donald spoke his mind honestly "Well, can't say I was expecting someone like you to walk in the front door. Coming from the force that was put into that hit, I was expecting a man to be the attacker, you know one that's all massive and muscly like".

Not responding to my words, and evidently done with her evaluation, she powerfully bounded off the ground in my direction causing rocks and sand to spray out from under her feet.

She closed the distance in an instant, stabbing her spear directly at Donald's head aiming for a quick end to the fight but Donald wasn't to be beaten that easily. As the spear was mere inches away from his head, he completely sidestepped the woman's entire attack.

Even though her first attack failed she didn't let up, quickly swerving her body, she loosened her grip on the spear causing her hands to slide closer to the base, with her extended reach she swipes at Donald's head once more.

This time instead of dodging, he parries the attack, sending the spear upwards before launching a lightning fast kick towards the woman's ribs.

Surprisingly even with the speed of the kick, she managed to step just out of distance and narrowly dodge, at the same time she willed her weapon back into her hand and pierced it at his chest this time.

Parrying with his darkness coated hands once more, he steps in towards his opponent with barely any distance between them he directs a punch at her chest, which was currently exposed. It was an attack that should've been unavoidable but then out of nowhere another spear of the same style appeared in her spare hand blocking the strike.

Flying back from the punch's force, she digs one of her weapons into the gravelly ground, using it as foot support she slides a couple more metres before coming to a stop. Casually stepping off the spear and pulling it back into her hands, she stares at Donald, possibly looking for openings.

Running his mouth once more Donald praises her "That's some serious skill you've got with that spear, if ye weren't trying tae stab me with it, ad ask tae be taught"

As he says that, Donalds sees her emotion change for the first time since the fight began, "Dae you use a spear as well?" She curiously asked.

In her eyes Donald could see the desire in her eyes when speaking about the spear, the woman in front of him was clearly dedicated to her weapons path and wants to pursue it to its absolute limits.

Before humouring her question with an answer, he replies back "Do a get tae ask a question back if a answer?"

"A fair deal" The woman says, accepting my demands she waits for me to give my answer, though even though her body currently looked relaxed Donald could tell that wasn't the case, she was perfectly prepared for any sudden attack should he choose to do so.

For now he just answered her query, "Just a wee tad, it's a bit more tedious than what I usually use but still a nice tool to use as an interim" her eyebrow perked up when I called the spear a tool, but other than that she just nodded.

Deciding to show her his own spear, Donald tapped the ground lightly and a white spear made of bones rose from his shadow.

"A spear made out of some sort ae undead's bones, al admit, that's some good taste you've got there" She complimented after inspecting my weapons materials from afar.

"Great minds truly think alike" Donalds said after realising that her spear must've been made from a creature's bones, "But al admit, yours seems to be of better quality, a can sense a weird aura coming fae that weapon, canny wait tae see what it can dae" he wondered with a wide grin on his face.

Snorting at his words, the woman replies with possibly a smirk "At least ye know when yer beat, a doubt there's many spears in the world that's better than ma Gáe Bolg"

"If a didny know any better, ad say you're inviting me on a trip tae prove ye wrong. Not that ad mind, might a say. Am sure we could get to know each other, along the way if ye ken wit a mean." Donalds said shooting a wink at the woman.

Without any visible reaction she shot back "A never knew the inhabitants in the land of Shadows were so bold, a mean saying things like that without even knowing ma name, talk about charming, a can barely hold ma self back."

"Don't worry darlin, a get that reaction alot, everyone here can't seem tae keep their hawns aff me" Donald said with confidence, he's not lying either, unless releases his aura, everything in the realms seems to want a bite out of him. Even if they're terrified at attempting it.

"Really?" She said looking from side to side "Disny seem like that, there's nae cunt in sight"

"Only cause am holding them back, didny want them tae interrupt our first meeting. Anyway wit aboot answering ma question then?"

"Go on" She prodded

"Wits the deal wae you whacking me wae that spear, a dick move tae be honest, a wis just wanting a bit ae fresh air?" Donald questioned, after briefly feeling the temperature outside and comparing it to the frosty air in the land of Shadows, he wondered how a human was easily handling it. Putting it to the back of his mind he assured himself that he'd look into the warrior woman in front of him at a later date. Something about her seems inhuman.

With an unimpressed squint in her eyes she replied "That was just me doing the task I was given, no hard feelings involved"

So she's doing this at a request then, Donald thought.

"Let me guess, was it the same fuckers who pieced that gate together that put you up to this?" Donald replied with mild agitation evident in his tone.

"That a can't say, Av no knowledge of the beings responsible for creating the gate" She stated, apparently honestly as Donald couldn't sense any fluctuations in her emotions, not that there was much to go on to begin with.

"Guess all that's left is for me to slap you around a bit with ma spear n then if you're up for it later, a could slap you around with my secondary polearm." Donald declared while using his bone spear to point towards his crotch.

"Even with that tantalising offer, al have tae reject, although if a don't kick yir arse after this it might change ma mind"

"Careful, give me any more motivation and you'll be back at ma castle before ye know it" Donald responded with a wolfish grin.

"The names Scathach by the way. Though ad might as well grace a worthy opponent with it" She revealed as she got into stance with the Gáe Bolg pointing directly at her.

Making a show of her words he clutches his chest where the heart should be, despite knowing there's no such thing inside.

"A feel honoured Scathach. Guess a should return the favour, since you'll be needing a name to squeal out later." Getting into my own self made spear stance I say "Best you ingrain it into your mind, this devilishly handsome one's name is Donald".