Long time since I last wrote. I'm sorry. I've been, umm other wise occupied…ok that's a lame excuse.

THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER OF THE NATHAN MULHER SAGA!

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: "Perhaps I will, in about a million years!"

'These men I sit with, let alone this man I constantly tease with my naives tricks, are they all traitors who lie among themselves, and to their queen? Their queen who is foolish enough to believe them, and rash enough to destroy them?' These's thoughts flittered through Nathan's mind as he listened to Solomon who was examining a bottle of whine, saying how he was beginning to feel as if Amshel were hiding something from them. Of course James wouldn't hear a word of it, and said he would believe Amshel whom they called brother no matter what his choice. And sneakily asked Solomon if he in turn were a traitor to even be doubting their big brother. These conversations bored Nathan who kept himself occupied by swirling the special wine in his wine glass. He often found himself studying these new chavaliers. He knew that Diva loved James out of all of her chavaliers, Solomon though was her most beautiful chevalier, and sadly, she'd never given Karl the time of day and he wanted nothing more then to serve her with all of his heart. This fact often made Nathan sad for he knew that eventually, Karl would destroy himself as he sought out the love he would never receive. He himself was the one Diva could tell anything, her secrets thoughts, her dreams. He was the one she would go to if she wanted something, like a lovely glass vase he'd gotten her mere weeks after she'd awakened. She'd insisted she have it, and he not only being a good chevalier but being a spoiling father decided he must give it to her.

As time went on, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, Nathan watched as Diva prepared for her big performance. He watched quietly as the war between Saya and Diva unfolded, a never ending game of cat and mouse, and even Nathan couldn't figure out who was the cat or who was the mouse. He felt for both girls, knowing both fought for the same reason. Saya fought for the family she'd lost, and Diva fought for the family she never had. He watched as Karl slowly began to fall apart, the memories of his time fighting Saya in Vietnam driving him insane, the chance for a battle like that again causing fire to burn in his veins and his stone heart to weep for someone to share his loneliness with. And when he was not with Diva or the others he was at the Opera house, working on preparations for Diva's performance. Though, he often wondered if it was wise, for he knew, like all the others that Diva was with children after her attack on the Red Shield HQ, but what the others didn't know was, Diva no longer was protected by her blood. He turned as the doors to the opera house opened. He leaned against the railing.

"Well, what brought you two here out of the blue?" He questioned as James and Diva walked down the isle. "Is it possible you came to see, me?"

"Diva wishes to sing." James said plainly causing Nathan to lay his arms on the railing.

"But her performance isn't till much later, though I doubt any one could hear her out side of the theater." He watched as Diva walked away from James, who didn't seem to notice. "But you really are a naughty, naughty boy, letting mother do what ever she wants."

"We can't have her running off alone again; the prospect of her running into Saya again is out of the question." Nathan vanished from the balcony and wrapped his arms around James gently grabbing his chin.

"And that's why," his voice deepened. "You're here dear James."

"James!" Both men glanced up to see Diva had made her way to the top balcony and stood upon the railing. "Look at me!" She said turning on her heal and falling back.

"DIVA!" Nathan jumped slightly as James vanished and reappeared catching Diva in his arms. The young queen began to laugh.

"That was fun, let's do it again!" James sighed.

"Diva." Nathan put his hands on his hips.

"My goodness, that man has no sense of humor."

Nathan watched as Karl's loneliness finally lead to his death, and wasn't at all surprised that only Solomon seemed saddened by this fact. In fact Nathan had begun noticing Solomon slowly pulling away, and wondered if it where possible that the white wearing chevalier had fallen in love with Saya like Karl had. He himself had been the one to rescue Diva's dear James from Christina Island, though he was half dead. Amshel of course took him and neither Diva nor Nathan saw him for months. That was, of course till they were allowed to.

"This isn't my James." She'd said, saying she no longer loved him before turning to leave saying her babies were all she needed. Nathan wondered if James could hear her, and felt deeply for him if he could. He watched as Solomon chose to leave, and confessed to loving Saya, and remembering when he'd first met Diva and become a chevalier, and what he'd believed then. It was very mediocre and childish, but I admired him for his bravery and honesty.

"If you love her so much why don't you force her to have your baby!" Diva had snapped laughing before skipping to Amshel and holding onto him and proclaiming that Solomon was no longer her chevalier but the chevalier who staid. Which in Nathan's opinion was rather cold.

"Do you think you can leave here unharmed?" Amshel had questioned causing Nathan to quickly back away from the line of fire before the two attacked each other. Nathan watched as they went blow after blow, their missed attacks sending blades of grass and dirt flying through the air. Nathan sighed and took a seat atop one of the garden tables watching bordly before he glanced over towards Diva who walked away and into the house, gently rubbing the glass that covered James before lying down and cuddling closer. Nathan turned back to the fight and frowned clapping his hands.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" They stopped and turned to gaze at him. "If you two continue this I'm going to have to find another place to live, besides," He said his voice darkening slightly. "You wouldn't want to wake those who are sleeping now would you?" The other two glanced towards Diva who was sleeping soundly, a pillow resting against Jame's tank.

"Bravo."

"Look how she comes to his rescue. She's his Knight in shining armor."

"Kai run!"

"Ahuh." Nathan agreed chuckling as Saya dashed forward but was pulled back by Amshel who held her up by her neck, twisting her wrist causing her to drop her katana.

"MAKE HIM STOP!" Kai yelled.

"Saya!" Nathan glanced over as Haji dashed forward. He vanished and reappeared slapping Haji aside easily sending the quiet chevalier into trailer. Nathan wrapped his arms around him as he jumped up.

"We really have to stop meeting like this." He smirked. "Or do we?" He questioned holding Haji in a sleeper hold.
"Saya!"

"It's such a pity, those beautiful eyes popping like balloons."

"Damn it THAT'S ENOUGH!" Kai yelled firing his gun, Amshel catching the bullet causing Kai to drop the gun and fall to his knees.

Nathan wasn't paying attention until he heard Amshel yelling at someone. He looked over eyes wide.

"Solomon?" The blond chevalier, who had now clad himself in black held Saya in his arms as he stood atop one of the many trailers.

"Good bye, big brother." Solomon whispered before transforming and flying off with Saya.

"SAYA!" Nathan blinked as he felt Haji struggling against him. He gasped as Haji shoved his arms open before quickly ducking away before knocking him off his feet and kicking him with such force it sent him crashing into one of the trailers.

"Should I go after them?" Amshel questioned. Diva sighed.

"No. It doesn't matter. I still have these babies after all." She said turning and walking away before glancing into the trailer.

"Nathan lets go." Nathan who was upside down legs resting over his head sighed.

"Aw, but everything was going so great." He complained before smiling. "At least it was an excellent rehearsal."

"Saya, how can I face eternity without you?"

"So," Solomon's head snapped up to find Nathan lounging on the sofa opposite him. "The little bitch dumped you. Who cares? Don't you want to see Diva's darling children?" Solomon's eyes widened.

"Aren't they beautiful? Amshel cut them out of my belly." Nathan wrapped his arms about Solomon's shoulders.

"Why don't you do yourself a favor Solomon, why don't you grow up!" Of course, much to Nathan's horror the rest of that afternoon didn't go as smoothly as planned. It ended up with a half dead bleeding Solomon laying in his, once again trashed garden.

"Oh, this will take forever to fix, I hope you know this isn't cheep!" He snapped at Diva who glared.

"I'm sorry Nathan but Solomon started it!" He sighed and turned to glance down at the bloody heap. "Clean it up before the others get back." She ordered turning and grabbing her babies before exiting the garden. Nathan sighed.

"Oh alright." He looked down at Solomon. "No chevalier would be able to survive that, mostly after loosing so much blood. Poor Solomon," his eyes narrowed. "Stupid chevalier."

Nathan sat out in the garden, which he'd finally gotten repaired, sipping whine. He glanced up as James exited the house.

"And where are you off to?" Nathan questioned as James passed him. James paused. Nathan breathed in and smiled. "You're blood smells of murderous fire. It's delicious."

"I'm going to kill Saya. Those people who do not bow down before Diva do not deserve to live!" He stated simply before vanishing. Nathan simply smiled before standing and approaching the place James had been.

"I fear James has become obsessed with killing Saya like Karl." He didn't bother to glance back at Amshel.

"Kill the chevalier James was supposed to kill." He ordered. Nathan's eyes narrowed his voice darkening.

"Don't tell me what to do!" Amshel blinked as Nathan turned hand on his hip. "James is right; those who do not bow down before the queen do not deserve to live." He walked passed Amshel. "Where do you stand?" He questioned before entering the house.

"Such a pity." Solomon glanced up as Nathan entered the underground prison cell holding something in his arms. He gently ran his fingers up along Solomon's stomach and torso before gently rubbing his cheek. "Diva's beautiful Solomon. Tell me, what will it feel like to kiss the head of Saya like Salemane kissed the head of John the Baptist?" His eyes glowed red and the chains holding Solomon up shattered sending Solomon to the floor. Nathan dropped the cloths atop Solomon before turning and leaving.

'Save her Solomon, please, protect her from James…she won't be able to protect herself.' He thought as he entered the main house, knowing full well no one but he himself and Diva were there, though she was napping with her babies and would be no the wiser when Solomon left.

"James and Solomon are dead, now only me and Amshel remain."

"I don't care." Nathan blinked.

"You don't care?"

"No, all that matters is that these babies are here with me. And when they are born, I will sing to them." She said smiling as she ran her hand over the silk cocoons. Nathan set down his tea cup and eyed her.

"You know it's strange. To hear you say such things. I don't think I've ever heard you say you want to do something for someone else."

"It's strange Nathan…I've never felt this way before, but I want my babies to have everything. I wonder what they'll make of this world."

'My poor Diva….'

"Why? Why is it only me?"

"Diva…."

"Why is it only me!?"

"DIVA!"

"Big sister…."

"I'll help you!" Diva glanced behind her and Saya jumped. Nathan shook his head.

"I'm not here to fight." He whispered walking forward and gently placing Diva's babies beside her and stepping back.

"My babies…." She whispered rubbing her hand over the cocoons before the crystallizing completed itself.

"My poor Diva," Nathan said feeling the back of his eyes burn before gazing up out of the large hole that had been created during the fight. "All she wanted was a family…but that man just couldn't seem to let her out of her test tube." He said sadly before looking back down at the form of his youngest daughter. "And, with Diva gone, there is no reason for me to be a chevalier any more." He said transforming and picking up Saya's sword and holding it out to her as she backed away slightly. "Saya, please kill, would you please?" Saya blinked and took the sword. "If you let me live, then your last wish will never be fulfilled." Saya gripped her sword more tightly. Nathan took a few steps back before exposing himself completely to her. "This is end of Nathan Mulher! Good bye cruel world!" As Saya ran forward once she'd drenched her sword in blood Nathan smiled to himself. "Good girl." Once she split through him he looked at her. "Thank you." Before he fell off of the stage and out of sight.

He listened for a while as he lay upon his back, transformed back to human, his body slowly beginning to heal itself. He listened for a long while before groaning and rising to his feet. He shook his head before crawling along under the stage. He knew his way around, and knew how to exit the opera house with out being detected; he'd worked in a number of different opera houses and theaters for many, many years. Once he'd exited and wandered not to far off before sitting down, his canines elongated his body need blood to fully heal. He jumped and glanced towards the opera house as Saya's voice echoed across the area.

'Oh no.'

"I will not let you break her heart! I will not let you be a failed Chevalier!"

"Mr. Arjano any comments!? Any at all."

"Mr. Arjano has no comments."

"Well," Nathan smirked. "Pushy." He said with a smirk before vanishing in thin air.

"I know I will never get to meet them face to face, to tell them about their mother, to share what I know of the world they inhabit, the world they will rule as queens. But that doesn't mean, I won't be watching…and waiting, like a good Chevalier always does."

Well, that is the Nathan Mulher Saga. I hope you liked it, and thanks goes to hajislover who convinced me to finally write this damn story. Haha. Thanks, you rock. BYE!