The Boy Wolf's Cry 3

Spen looked on as the two daemon hunters fought Diablos. Was this really it? Would they finally be able to defeat it? Or just die like always. Like how his mom died two years ago. Spen swallowed hard.

Miguel fired more kunai at the back of the phantom, landing behind it. He rolled out of the way as the daemon slashed at him with his hand, while simultaneously shot at the evading Dr. Vott. Dr. Vott slid down a nearby slope blasting a null at the phantom The phantom deflected swiftly with its roaring arm.

"WE NEED TO KILL IT NOW!" Miguel shouted, "IT'S FLAKING!"

"I CAN SEE THAT!" Dr. Vott said, firing more nulls at the phantom. The phantom jumped in the air, transforming it's arm in to a hammer. Dr. Vott parried the attack with his arm cloaked in armor and null energy, make a double impact on the phantom. The phantom was thrown of into the air, landing on its back. Miguel seized this opportunity, throwing more kunais at the chest of the phantom. Landing in front of it, he snapped his fingers, causing the kunais to twist and spin into the phantom's black and white skin. The phantom screamed in agony, standing to its feet. It stood on its feet, drawing its hand back. Miguel jumped back, kunais readied, not expecting it hand to transform into a mass of whips and strike Miguel. Miguel was thrown away, tumbling down the debris next to Dr. Vott.

"Please tell me that you're not dead."

"Y...you wish." Miguel said with a bloody smile. "Your hollow's actually pretty good."

"Its cracked." Dr. Vott said. Sure enough, it was. "I've never tried sharing it so don't go in thinking you're immortal.

"Relax, look at its hand."

The phantom's hand was hanging on to it like a thread.

"See?"

"It was it's black space." Dr. Vott said. The arm began to reattach to the phantom. Its cannon had now become full white. So where the horns on its head.

"How many daemon do you think that is?" Miguel asked.

"Three. Four. Don't know, this is my first." Dr. Vott said turning to Miguel, "Can you go on?"

"Yeah."

"You go left. I'll go right."

The two moved. The phantom continued to watch them both with its four eyes. Getting agitated. Or was it enjoying this rather. The two charged in. Miguel took a deep breath and blow, throwing a large gust of sand at the phantom, blocking it view. Dr. Vott seized the chance and jumped up close to the phantom's face, firing a null right at it. The Phantom screamed in pain, staggering backwards. Miguel shot more kunais at all it joints. Sliding under the phantom, he snapped his fingers, watching as the kunais dug into its flesh. Then jumped backwards, he clasped his hands together.

"Raijin!" Miguel shouted. The phantom roared as the lightening began to go through his body from the inside. Miguel took out a ninja star, clasping it in his hand.

"Raikou!"

Lightening spurted out from the ninja star as he thrust it at the phantom. The ninja star spun rapidly gathering more lightening and slicing through the phantoms chest, leaving a gapping hole. The phantom choked and fell to the ground. Miguel heaved a sigh of relief as the hollow on him faded.

"Color me surprised. Who knew you were a big shot." Dr. Vott said, helping Miguel up.

"Sure...right." Miguel breathed out, panting. "Diablos is...dead."

Spen came running to the two of them. Dr. Vott looked at him and smiled. "Hola, mi hijo."

Spen looked at him and smiled. "You guys look like shit."

"We know." Miguel said with a smile. "I'm going to get a drink now. Some beer."

"Yeah, sure. I don't like drinking but today's an exception."

Spen looked at the phantom one last time. The Diablos. Dead. Gone. The terror of inquisitors. Dead. Spen couldn't help but smile as he turned to leave.

[W...wol...wolf!]

Huh? Wolf. Who had said that? Must be in his head.

[Wolf.]

Spen caught up with the two daemon hunters who were barely able to walk on their own. In the far distance, they could see Jose and other guys running up to them to help them.

[Wolf. Wolf. Wolf.]

Dr. Vott stopped and turned swiftly. The corpse of the phantom began to move. Then it dawned on him. An amalgamation of several willing daemon.

It wasn't dead till they were all dead.

[WOLFF!] The Phantom screamed as it slowly broke out from its white shell. It began to change form, its gun breaking up until it became it's eye, it arms transforming into long whips and its tail splitting into two. It still kept its horns though.

"!CORRER!" Dr. Vott shouted at Jose. Miguel turned swiftly, pulling Spen backwards as its whip hit were he had been standing. Spen looked at him in shock. His right hand slowly began to metamorphisis into electricity, as was the right side of his face.

"Kamowakeikazuchi-no-kami!" Miguel said, landing a hit on the phantom's face. The shockwave was devastating, throwing everyone back.

Spen got up from the rubble, dazed. he looked around, seeing himself surrounded by the aura of the black wolf which for some reason stared at Dr. Vott. Dr. Vott smiled as he moved his black coated hand from Spen's chest.

"That worked pretty well." he said as he collapsed.

"Doctor!" Spen called, shaking him. But he wouldn't budge. looked at where the phantom was only to see that it was still alive, deforming again to a new form and visage. In its new formed hand was Miguel, who right hand was...gone.

"NOO!!" Spen shouted, running towards it. He was stopped immediately by a vestorer shot from it's chest.

[Wait...for...your turn.] It said. Its face split open vertically, revealing a set of teeth, ready to gobble up Miguel

"NOOO!" Spen shouted running. He form a black wolf paw around his hands and struck the phantoms leg.

[Tch.] The phantom grumbled, kicking Spen down, pinning him down with his foot. It formed another arm and pulled out its long horn. Shaping it into a long spear, it stabbed Spen in the thigh. Spen cried out in pain, unable to bear the pain as tears streamed down his face.

[Now, time for...]

The phantom stopped as it felt a sharp pain. It began to scream out agony as something began to drill behind his back. It roared as it felt it getting bigger and bigger.

"Rai...Ra...Raikou." Miguel said, losing consciousness as the phantom was split into two.

Spen woke up to pain. He tried to stand but the gentle hand pushed him down.

"Stay down, kid, " The voice siad, "Just rest."

"Mo...Ma?"

"Me, Ma? Hahaha. Must be really out of it, huh?" the kind voice said. Spen's view cleared to see a young woman in a black long dress, with an red x on her shoulder. She had long purple hair with a bang that covered one of her eyes, and lazy green eyes that sparkled. A real beauty, even with the burn mark that her hair tried to cover.

"Where...what..." Spen said, standing up.

"Hey kid, you have to stay..." Her voice trailed off as Spen's wounds slowly began to heal. "Or do that."

"Where's Miguel? Where's Dr. Vott?" He asked, looking round at the damaged scenery. Seeing someone in a white coat, he rushed to him.

"Dr. Vott!" He shouted. The man turned only for him to realize that it wasn't him, but an inquisitor. He wore a white coat over his black uniform with a red x on the shoulder of it. He had a bored expression on his face as he stared at him. His other counterpart seemed to be treating a someone on the floor.

"Looks like someone's awake." He said.

"Where's Dr. Vott? Where's Miguel?"

"Right here." The inquisitor said, pointing at the body. Spen looked down, horrified. Miguel's face was badly damaged, his right hand was gone and what remained of it up to the side of his face was burnt up.

"Another lost cause." The inquisitor said with a sigh, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. Anger welled up in Spen as he drew back his right hand and activated his hollow, attacking the man. The man moved back, managing to get only a scratch under his lip.

"Miguel risked his life! AND YOU CALLED IT A LOST CAUSE?! HOW DARE YOU!!!" Spen was going to attack again when a hand touched his shoulder. It was Dr. Vott, bandaged up and in his cracked glasses.

"Doctor..."

"Hola, mi hijo." He said with a smile, which seemed to hurt. "Don't worry about it. He just seems, tired."

"As a matter of fact, I am." The man said. "Really am. Also, tell the boy to clean the blood under his lip. He's got a cut there."

Spen checked. Indeed he was cut. But how?

"His name's Miguel, huh? He'll live. Just, he can't be an inquisitor, anymore." The man said, taking a shuriken from Miguel's pocket.

"He's been here for a while. Let him live his fullest life. Get married have some kids. Grow old. Blah, blah blah. Lucky bugger."

The man stood up. "Donna! Lets go."

"Come on, Can't we go explore some more?"

"Hell nah. We've got a mission, remember? The two phantoms...duh?"

"Two...phantoms?!" Dr. Vott said in shock.

"Yes." The other inquisitor said, "Some idiots decided to put daemon together in a military base. The result was a phantom. Stupid idiot even decided to add some humans to the mix. Don't know what the idiot was thinking though, whether they'd merge or what. Now we idiots have to kill."

"Yep." The bored inquisitor said.

"I am not an idiot, Miz." Donna said, almost tripping. Dr. Vott wondered why she was wearing high heels but kept it to himself.

"Okay, okay. We're done here." The bored man said, "Au revoir, adios, sayonara, good day mate."

"Um..." Dr. Vott called.

"Yeah?"

"What's...Who are you?"

"Me. Just an idiot in the sky." Donna hit him on the head. The man sighed, "My name's Diego. Diego Thompson."

The three inquisitors walked away, arguing amongst themselves. Dr. Vott and Spen looked at themselves as more townspeople came to treat their wounds.