Chapter 14: Enygma Omega
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Natahs caught her breath.  Enygma was finally dead.  Banon apparently had 
something important to tell her.  She prepared to attentively listen to him. 
However, something amazing happened.  A familiar voice came from behind her.

"Not bad," the voice said, "But you cannot truely kill me, my dear..."

Natasha wiped around, "Enygma!"

Surely, Enygma was there, still as Natasha.  His eyes glowed green.  There 
was a scar, but other than that, he appeared to be unharmed.

"If you can bleed," Natasha replied, "I can kill you."

"Think that if you must," Enygma laughed, "I'm only trying to save you the 
pain of fatigue."  

"I will destroy you," Natasha frowned, "Or I'll die trying."

"Then you will die," Enygma laughed.

"We shall see," Natasha drew her sword.

Another battle started.  This one was much more fierce that the first.  The 
clanging of swords filled the air.  Banon and Scarecrow could only watch.

"Do you know which one is her?" Banon asked.

"The one on the left," Scarecrow replied.

"How can you tell?"  Banon asked.

"I just know," Scarecrow looked at him.

Banon did not question his judgement.  The battle raged on, until Natasha ran 
her sword through Engyma again.  This time, Natasha continued to stab him, 
hopingto his every major organ.  Her anger raged.  

"You have not won," Enygma coughed.  "To kill me, you must defeat the real 
Enygma..."

"Then face me," Natasha pulled her sword out.

"Only a fool would throw away his advantage," Enygma stood up, standing ready 
for attack.

"You are scared of me, Enygma," Natasha laughed, "You know that I can and 
will kill you!"

"You wish to see the REAL Enygma," Enygma howled.  "This will truly be your 
last day of existance."

Enygma started to glow a green.  A flash took place, blinding Natasha and 
Banon.  Once again Scarecrow acted unaffected.  When Natasha regained her 
sight, Enygma was his true form.  The form was hideous, like nothing ever 
seen.  Enygma now had four arms, two of which had wings connected to them.  
He slid along with a snake-like tail.  A Black Horn stuck out of his head.  
The size of Enygma was also unbelieveable, as he topped eight feet.

"Enygma, your form strikes no fear into my heart!" Natasha yelled.

"I will have to take your heart and see it for myself!" Enygma beamed.

"Then fight me!"  Nataha yelled. 

Natasha knew in her heart and soul this could be her last battle.  However, 
she did not care.  She would not let Enygma play with her mind anymore.  He 
had to be killed.  She rushed into the battle, to show Enygma that she was 
not really scared.  Leaping into the air, Natahsa swung her sword to meet 
Eygma's talons.  The clash was like two gods, duking it out.  She landed and 
swung around quickly.  Enygma apporached for an attack, and Natasha was
ready.  She used a nasty backflip kick to catch him under the butt of the
jaw,  knocking him back.  She laughed at his slowness.  An angered
shapeshifter, Enygma attacked again.  This was exactly what Natasha wanted.
She tried again for her backflip kick, but Enygma was expecting that.  He
picked her up and slammed her across his elbow.  A normal person's back would
have snapped, but Natasha was not normal.  The pain did rush through her like
nothing she had ever felt.  His power was definately something to watch for.
If he caught her again, it could be the end of her all together.  Something
caught her eye as she was being slammed.  The horn sticking out of Enygma's
head seemed to not belong there.  It was out of place.  This was a possible
weakness.  It made her think of a new battle plan.  Enygma raced forward
again, this time chanting a spell of sorts.  The language was definately not
of the runic language of this world.  She had to act now.  If he could get
this spell off, it would be all she wrote.  Natahsa lunged forward, jumping
to the left of Enygma.  She landed on his shoulder and quickly hacked at his
horn as he turned his head.  The horn flew off into the air.  Enygma's eye
grew as his black blood flew from his head.  She leaped from the shoulder and
landed, facing Enygma.  Without another second, Enygma fell over, dead.  A
bright flash of light, Enygma's body disappeared.  Natasha knew it was 
over... finally.  

Scarecrow commended Natasha on her fighting, and Banon smiled.  

"Now then, Banon," Natasha sighed, breathing hard, "What did you want to tell 
me?"