This will definitely be the last chapter besides my epilogue :( Sorry peeps but I don't think I can draw the plot line out more then it already is without drifting away from complete fictional reality. I won't say my good-byes this chapter, i'll save them for the epilogue, but i'd like to thank everyone once again for the amazing support :3 without you guys i'd be nothing!

Disclaimer: Libra is my sole creation in all of this, steal her and be afraid :K

I stalked their minds briefly, taking account of everyone's positions and their current emotions. They were all itching for battle. They wanted to kill me, kill Griffin, kill David. It was sick to see in their minds but I was used to it. Paladins were, by nature, blood-thirsty sons of a bitch. In no time at all my gaze rested on Roland, who hitched an eyebrow up in expectation. Only a few moments until Griffin and David's plan...

"I suppose you want to know their plans now." I said, very nonchalantly I might add. A big, fat, duh resounded in my head as the answer but he didn't say it. He just looked at me with those beady eyes. Creepy, white haired, bastard. Three...two...one..."Well, i'm happy to say...you already know it."

As soon as the words left my lips David jumped into the apartment, Griffin in tow. Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds, then everyone jumped into action. The plan went perfectly, the Paladins were all confused as to who to target, so they shot wildly. Wildly enough for David to drop the bomb in the room, and Griffin to grab me. I felt warm in his arms as they wrapped around me protectively. He must have forgotten, or just not cared, that I could jump too.

"Grab them!" I heard Roland shout towards us. David had already gone so now the Paladins were fixed on us. Shit. Griffin jumped but before he did a Paladin's rope caught my leg. I was almost pulled backward but Griffin had a tight hold of me. It seemed like we were stuck in limbo, trying to jump one way while being pulled in another direction. Electricity shot through my body and without realizing it I cried out. Griffin looked at me and growled. "Dammit! Bastards aren't lettin' go."

His voice was strange, muffled and slow because of our current placement in limbo, but it had determination in it. He wasn't going to let me go, so I couldn't give up on myself either. I joined in jumping and we landed in Griffin's lair, my leg still attached in the jump scar. I looked up to see David was standing above us with the detonator in his hands, Millie was sitting behind him looking nervous.

I looked down at my leg again in time to see it being pulled. With a yelp I grabbed the closest solid object to stop myself from being pulled backwards. Crap, Roland and his minions were pulling harder then Griffin and David could pull. I'd have to jump, but then i'd take them with me. It pissed me off, I was so close to freedom and yet so far away. All of a sudden the pulling stopped, and my leg dropped to the ground. We all looked, and there was Millie with a pair of very large pliers, staring down at what was the electric rope in victory. I gaped at her for a second, then grinned. "Now we're even right?"

She nodded and gave a small grin. David and Griffin however were back in business. They ushered us out of the lair and held the detonator in front of them. Each was wondering who should press the button, so I solved it. I put all our hands over each other, and pressed down. I listened, and heard a very large explosion noise resonating from inside the lair. I guessed my jump scar lasted a little longer, as I saw little sparks of fire coming out from the entrance. Great, there went the lair. I looked at Griffin and chuckled, he was beyond pissed that his lair was destroyed, but at the same time, I felt his hand encircle mine and squeeze.

I grinned at him, then faltered when I heard a spark of a thought from somewhere near us. It wasn't coming from any of us, it was coming from someone on the other side of the lair. My eyes widened slightly. He survived?! My head shot up to lock eyes with Roland, just as he pointed a gun straight at my heart. I heard the shot go off, I saw the bullet come towards me, but I couldn't move. My eyes followed the bullet until a body came in front of it, stopping it before it hit me. I blinked, and Griffin fell to my feet. In that moment my heart stopped and I thought I had died with him, but no he breathed and my lungs filled up with air again. I heard Roland click the gun again and I looked at him in rage.

I ran at him with all my speed and jumped, landing on him in a pounce. My knife came out from beneath my boot and I swung it at him, but I couldn't get a good angle on him. He grabbed my arms and pulled them behind me, but I kicked behind me and hit him in the leg, causing him to falter and release my arms. I spun around to slice his throat open and missed by inches. Rage flowed through my veins and revenge was the only thing present in my mind, not even David's thoughts entered my mind. I didn't even attempt to penetrate his mind, it didn't matter. I would kill him without knowing his thoughts. My actions were choppy but they delivered damage. He delivered the same amount of damage, but he was guided by his bullshit belief.

After a few minutes of fighting I gained the slight upper hand, guiding my knife into his arm with precision. He yelled and ducked as I tried to punch his face in, taking the knife out as he went. Now he had two weapons but I never let his gun hand get close enough to shoot me. With a growl I punched a pressure point and he dropped the gun. I looked at it for a brief second, then kicked it off the top of the mound we were fighting on. Fuck that, i'd kill him with my bare hands. He still had a knife, but I knew he had to get close enough to me to use it. I jumped back and forth, parrying and feinting, until I was close enough, then I kicked him in the back. He fell to his stomach and I was able to move his arms behind him in an arm lock. He was trapped, and he knew it.

I snarled at the man below me. He killed hundreds of Jumpers, he destroyed families, he killed the man I loved, now he was going to pay for those crimes. With him still in an arm lock I jumped us to a cliff, roughly somewhere in the Grand Canyon. I leaned down and whispered in his ear, "You believe in God yeah? Well let's see if God can save your sorry ass." I pulled him up and pushed him towards the edge of the cliff.

Without thinking I released his arms, in an attempt to push him over. He almost fell but gained his footing, then spun around and smacked me in the face. The force alone was enough to fling me backwards. With a growl I snapped my head back to him and scrambled to my feet. We stood at the edge of the canyon, glaring at each other. The red around my eyes was starting to fade, and I saw before me a man broken and empty. Would it really make me better then them if I killed him? Rational thought was returning, and Roland saw that. In a flash he pulled his "special" knife out, but he never got past that. I heard an explosion and suddenly Roland had blood pouring out of his chest. I stared at him, at the bullet hole, then turned around to see David, with the gun that killed Griffin. My mouth dropped open.

David looked at me with pained eyes. That was the first time he'd ever killed anyone. I looked at Roland and saw him already crumpled to the ground. His breathing was shallow and un-even. I stared for a moment longer, then turned and walked over to David. We'd leave him there. He was still alive and that meant we had spared him, barely. If the bullet killed him so be it, but it eased my mind slightly that he did technically have a chance still. My mind argued that he deserved death but I ignored it and took David's hand to jump us back.

As soon as we jumped back David flung the gun away as if it burned him. His hands were shaking so I wrapped my arms around him in a hug. "Thank you." I whispered, and I meant it. He had saved my life, probably. He held me as long as it took for him to calm down, then smiled at me when I let go. He took my hand and led me down the mound to where Millie sat with Griffin's head on her lap. When we got down to the ground Griffin looked at me with those brilliant blue eyes, and smiled a genuine smile. My mind was in shock, he was alive? True enough his heart was beating, his lungs were moving and his mind was racing. Then I noticed that Millie didn't have a shirt on, and that her shirt was wrapped around Griffin's mid-section, covering up the bullet wound that was surely there.

I didn't care if Millie was half naked, nor did I care if Griffin was in pain. I shot to him faster then the bullet did and practically tackled him, causing Millie to yelp and move backwards. Tears streamed down my face as I buried my head in his neck. He was alive! His heart beat below mine in perfect sync and his arms came up to hold me while I sobbed. I couldn't believe he was alive, that he even took the bullet for me in the first place.

"Uh, Libra? I know you're happy an' all, but i'm kind of in pain here." Griffin's chest rumbled while he spoke. I half sobbed and half laughed, and pulled myself up to kiss him sollidly on the mouth. Again he felt a slight pain but he responded in full. My heart swelled as he tried to pull me closer. My Griffin was still alive.

Sappy enough for you? xD I didn't know how to end it but this seemed appropriate. But holy crap it's short :(

And yes, in my universe Paladins have guns...they just don't use them normally...IT'S TRUE!

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