A/N: I know this is the last/first chapter to The Witchlighter and the Sunset, but I wanted a recap. REVIEW OR IT WILL GO ON HIATUS LIKE THE WITCHLIGHTER AND THE GIRL. no pressure:)
Chris sat on the top of The Golden Gate Bridge watching the sun set in front of him. He had just left the Manor and his chest wound was still bleeding. The pain in his chest was nothing compared with the pain he felt in his heart. The sky had exploded into a beautiful mix of colors, pink, purple, orange, red and yellow, all signs of the coming sunset. Behind him the sky was growing dark as night fell and stormclouds amassed on the horizon. Turning his head back to the sun, which was slowly loosing the fight and surrendering to the depths of the sea. The sea itself was a deep orange, set ablaze by the sun. The sun drew closer and closer to the sea until it lost the fight and disappeared into the sea, with a final blast of green light. The Witchlighter turned his attention to the approaching mountain of dark grey stormclouds, which were accented by a warm yellow glow left over from the previously set sun, until at last the last trace if the sun vanished as well. The storm threatening the city below him was a doosy, dark sheets of rain pounded the coast and webs of lightning lit up the outline of the dark mass of clouds. Occasional bolts of cloud to ground lightning struck the city. The Witchlighter sat watching the approaching storm absorbed in his own thoughts. He didn't see the bolt of pure white energy heading towards him until it was too late to orb out.
Chris POV
I see a bolt of lightning coming at me, it's to late to orb out. I feel the white-hot pain hit the hole in my chest and I let out a shriek of pain as the pain courses through my body. The world turns on its side and everything goes black.