Chapter 9: A Stupid Choice
Adam
Fuck. It's the Specialist, Weiss' sister. What the hell is she doing here? My intel pegged her as still being in Atlas. Beside me, Weiss has wide, surprised eyes. "Winter?"
A genuine smile crosses Winter's lips. "Sister, dearest. Where did you disappear to for the break?"
Weiss looks at me then back at Winter. "I was… kidnapped. Father didn't tell you?" She's telling this woman this? She could kill me right here, right now, if she so pleased.
"You were what?!" Clearly her bastard of a father didn't tell his eldest that his youngest had been kidnapped by some of his most dangerous enemies.
"Winter, Father didn't tell you? Does nobody know?" I can hear the distress clear in her voice. Fuck that bastard. I could have tortured her, and he wouldn't have cared. Who the hell abandons their child in a time of need, if the can help it? I growl low in my throat at the prospect of Weiss having no one. Then, I stop. Weiss doesn't have no one. She has her team, her friends, her sister, and me now. She doesn't need her father. She doesn't have to rely on him. I smile a bit from this thought.
"Father told me that you resigned your position as heiress and moved in with one of your teammates." She whispers this, like she just figured out one of the least complicated puzzles, but it took her three times longer than everyone else. "He lied."
Weiss nods vigorously. "I figured that he just wanted me out of the way. He has connections that are beyond anything I've ever seen. Nobody knew that I was even missing."
Winter looks at Weiss, flabbergasted. "How could I have not known he was lying?"
Weiss just smiles and looks at her, warming my heart that she could still smile so genuinely. "He's had years of practice at it. You wouldn't be the first to fall for his lies. Don't blame yourself."
"Yeah, he didn't even answer any ransoms." I speak without thinking. I cover my mouth as soon as I say it. Fuck. I just gave myself away, didn't I?
"You." She widens her stance and puts her hand on the pommel of her weapon. "Adam Taurus, leader of the White Fang. What are you doing here?"
All I can do is just stand there, stunned that she even knows who I am. I was sure that I had kept my identity secret. I went to great lengths to hide myself, my name, even my face. I never let myself get caught on camera either. How does she know me?
"No answer?" Her hand slowly started to pull the blade out of its sheathe. I don't react. I try so hard to convey that I'm not a threat, and I'm failing miserably. Just the looks in my eyes, my eye color, makes me seem like I'm always angry, always a danger to those around me.
I scowl at her sudden pounce. I move to the side easily, but she just continues to come after me. I dodge her trying to gut me. "Why are you doing this?"
She grits her teeth and tries to double her efforts. "You kidnapped my sister, you bastard! What the hell are you doing here?"
I use Blush to deflect the next blow to my shoulder and duck under her arm. Sh twists her body and dislodges a second blade from her original. I jump into the air to avoid a sweep at my knees. "I came here because I need Weiss."
She growls at me. "You're not using her for fucking ransom!" She flips over my head, landing behind me. "I won't let you take her again!"
She lunges at me, aiming for my stomach. I swear to god that this woman is just wanting to eviscerate me. I bring Blush up, but I know that I don't have enough time. I take a deep breath and prepare to meet my death. I mean, I deserve it, right? I've done so many horrible things. It probably wouldn't have stopped if I hadn't met Weiss, either. I didn't even get to tell her how I feel. I wait for the blow, closing my eyes in the process, but it never comes. I crack my eye open and see a shocked Winter staring at my stomach. I look down and see Weiss, her figure bent over the sword, blood dripping onto the ground.
Weiss
I just saw them start fighting. Well, Winter was fighting. Adam was just blocking or dodging everything that Winter is throwing at him. I don't want this to happen. I never did. This is all insane. All I wanted was peace and an escape from loneliness. It was unexpected, but Adam gave me that. Winter and I used to be fairly close, but distance and time drew us apart, and I was left with no one for a very long time. I've had my team, yes, but none of them would understand. I never truly told them about myself, either. I never thought that it was important. They were filling a hole, a void of friendship that I never divulged. I didn't want to lose them, really. I never told them because I was afraid that they'd never trust me again. They'd think I was a monster, and I'd rather not have to explain why I did the things I did.
My attention shifts back to the fight in time to see Adam bring up his sheathe but slowly drop it. He's going to be impaled if he doesn't move, do something. I move to get a better look of his face, and I see his eyes closed. No. No, he can't just give up. He deserves a second chance, the same chance I got. Without even thinking, I cast a glyph under my feet and speed toward him. I make it in time, but it's not in the way that would have been the most logical. I didn't push him away or anything. I took the blade in my solar plexus. The pain is enough to make me want to pass out, but surprisingly, I don't. My vision starts getting spotty, though. I grip the blade to try to keep myself up as my knees threaten to buckle. It's getting harder and harder to breathe, each breath coming in more shallow than the last.
I can feel the warmth seeping out of me. I swear I can hear every cell screaming in agony from the loss of my oxygen providing blood escaping. Faint whispers catch my attention. Truly, they wouldn't even have to be whispers. Everything is just muffled around me. I take in a shaky breath, one that makes a new wave of pain wash over me. I clench my teeth and suppress the reflexive cough that wants to sneak by me. "Adam." I pant out the name in a raspy voice, feeling like my throat is coated in sandpaper.
I feel something caress my cheek, and I assume it's his or Winter's hand. Tears start to fall now. Why did I have to be so stupid. Why did I have to make this a fucking tragic ending to the story of my life? "Shh. Don't talk. Save every bit of energy and Aura you have to heal."
I recognize his voice. It's like a calming river, lapping over me, wanting me to stay awake but lulling me to sleep at the same time. I close my eyes. Everything was getting darker, anyway. I pull in another breath, trying to stay awake long enough to say what I have to. "Adam, please."
"No, Weiss. Please don't speak. I don't want to lose you. Just conserve your energy."
I smile. So sweet, but so pointless. I can feel myself slipping, and I have to tell him. Tears streak down my face, and I can feel them land in my ears and hair. Everything is dulled by pain, but it's like I was meant to feel more than that. I wince again as a new breath pulls at the sword, making it move, causing pain to pulse through me. "I love you." I had to tell him. I open my eyes and turn my head toward Winter, who I sense on my right. "You, too, sis. Love you." I bite my lip as the darkness envelopes me. I can't feel anything anymore. It's like I'm being ripped from my body. It's nothing like the movies. I don't see myself, just darkness, just calm, no pain or sensation at all. It's like I fell asleep, but I know I won't wake up again. I resign myself to this. It was my choice, stupid as it was. Darkness, nothingness, is all that's left.
A/N: Sorry the fight scene was a bit flat. I'm still getting used to that. Whoa, whoa, calm down, cause I'm still a bit upset myself, and I wrote it for gods sake. *cries a bit* Sorry, she's my fav character. Anyway, um, yh, don't hate me.
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