Chapter Thirteen: The Grand Finale
As the bat moved from fish to fish like a parasite, the Creations shifted into their flesh forms and huddled in the trees in order to hide and think of a plan. Muta prudently decided to remove himself from the battlefield, since he would only provide nourishment for the vampire. He was now on the opposite side of the island, although he only left after much grumbling about always being left out of the fun stuff.
Haru shrunk herself to cat height, discovering that she could control what parts of her shifted to the other kingdoms. Baron was holding her hand comfortingly; Nefertia pointedly ignoring their clasped hands.
"Haru; you're the one that knows the most about him. What are his weak points?"
The Human Creation laughed, although the action had a bit of a bite to it.
"His ego, his hair, his clothes, and me. I might be forgetting a few."
Baron's eyes suddenly lit up, and he wrapped both arms around her.
"I think that will be plenty to work with, Haru. If all of you are willing to listen, I believe I have a plan to draw him onto a battleground of our own choosing."
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The sun finally set, making the tired bat open his eyes, noting how close the water was to his head. He had found a small cave that he could sleep in, and if his anger wasn't still so hot, he would have considered staying a few more days. Squeaking, he let go of the stalactite and started flying for the entrance, which was marked by the broken reflection of the full moon.
He soared out of the cave, and circled around in order to find the beach the five Creations were at.
But they weren't there. Instead, there was a lone human couple; dancing underneath the light of the full moon. Haru was recognizable, although Paul had hardly ever seen her in a traditional Greek dress, but the man was one he had never seen before. A century before, the vampire wouldn't have been surprised to see a man dressed in a crisp suit the way the man was, but seeing a top hat on a night like this…
The light-haired man led Haru through a dip and twirled her around expertly; the brunette's movements more fluid than Paul had ever seen from her before. Then came the killing moment.
Haru stood on her tiptoes, and wrapped her arms around the man's neck in order to kiss him sweetly. The man wrapped one arm more firmly around her waist and brought his other hand to the back of her neck, so as to further the kiss. That was when the vampire knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that this was the man that had stolen Haru's heart.
If he had blood, Paul was certain that it would be boiling over with savage fury.
Haru was his! Hadn't he spent the past four millennia to ensure that she would be born? He had been so cold for so long, and only the Human Creation had a chance of warming his heart and body.
He wanted children from Haru. He wanted centuries of holding her close, and savoring her delicious warmth. Paul could love her better than any man, and she could not possibly choose another without risking death.
But, then again, she was Love's descendant.
If he could not have her, than neither would any other man.
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Baron suddenly wrapped both arms around Haru's waist and made a strange jump-twirl into the air; just in time to miss the growing bat that had tried to dive between them. Nefertia, who was hiding in the bushes, made a fist out of the sand in order to grab the bat like a pesky bug. The hand solidified into a solid piece of sandstone as the vampire tried desperately to break free.
Lilu rose from the sea in order to make the next imprisonment. A long ribbon of water came from the salt water to wrap around the rock fist like a ball of yarn.
Toto made a long dive from the sky above, with a lightning bolt in between his claws. He threw the sparking weapon at the water ball, making the undead creature within shriek silently, since the water drowned out his screams.
Haru stepped away from Baron's warm arms stretch her hands out to make the next imprisonment. Her white hot fire heated the water to a terribly high temperature and worked with the lightning as it consumed the vampire's flesh.
Then Baron did his part. The vampire stared with shock as the Cat Creation shifted into his true form, and placed his gloved hands firmly on the ground, glaring at the undead monster. Vines of all kinds sprung up from around the fist; trailing around it as the fire tried to consume it as well; only to make burning ropes of the vines.
'No! She fell in love with a Creation?!'
Paul kept screaming through the blazing hot water as the Creations circled around him, their arms outstretched to each other. Their eyes trailed up to the sky; asking for one last favor from the elements.
The moonlight shone brighter than ever, and came down hard on the blackening object. The Creations spoke as one; their eyes glazed over in concentration.
"Where there is light, darkness cannot rest."
The star of the kingdoms drew itself in the sand with a white light before centering on the vampire, who gave one last shriek before dissolving away into nothingness, in a final burst of light.
The Creations collapsed where they stood, suddenly exhausted beyond measure. They shifted back into their stone and wooden forms, to rest.
From halfway across the island, a palm tree threatened to collapse from the weight of its occupant. Muta humphed; still indignant that he couldn't have been a part of the party.
"I guess it's safe for me to come down now."