JP won't let me own MR so I won't give him any cookies. Mwhahaha.
Okay so this will be the last chapter. If I get enough reviews suggesting that I write a sequel, I will post an epilogue after this chapter and say the name to the next one.
On with the show!
Funny how things turn out.
APOV
"Lets land here I think a bug is stuck in my wings." I said to the boys. They nodded and we circled a forest to land on the bank of the lake that it contained.
"Okay we are three miles from where Dylan was last spotted. Word has it that he is buying a house in that area." Jack said calmly." How on earth did you hack the federal system?" I demaned and he shrugged.
"It's a talent." He said calmly. I sighed but let it go, what he learned in his free time wasn't of my concern.
"Righ so we ambush tonight?" I asked and leaned on a tree and began to pick bugs and twigs out of my wings.
"No we scout and find a weak point, sneak in, and execute the plan. That way we can get in, get out, and live." Jase said.
"And if we happen to get separated we meet back at this lake." Jack said, we all nodded in agreement and I stood to go look at the cylinder.
"So what is this anyway?" I asked, curious. Jase smiled and walked over to take it from me.
"It's a gift for when I turn eighteen. I can't wait." He said and I opened it and gasped.
"Is that a-?" I demanded.
"Oh yeah." He answered for me.
"Cool."I breathed.
LINE
"You ready?" Jase asked. I nodded and looked at jack. I couldn't help but stop and stare at him. I hadn't noticed before but he looked like a true warrior. The black shirt he wore was tight across his muscled chest and arms. The bow and arrow he held was sleek and old fashioned. He refused to use anything other than his wooden staff bow and metal plated arrows. I smirked and glanced at his black skinny jeans, realizing I would proabibly never get a chance to see him like that ever again, I frowned.
"Jack, Jase, I love you both so much. And I would understand if you wanna back down." I said and they shook their heads.
"Hell no." Jase said.
"He deserves this and we want to deliver it to him." Jack said and I flung myself into his arms and deeply kissed him.
"I love you so much." I whispered.
"I love you too." He said and I stepped away and hugged Jase, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
We broke our embrace and all three of us turned to face the house that would likely be our graves. I picked up the double edged sword that Fang had given us, and I heard Jase cock his gun and adjust his daggers.
"Lets go." i said and gently opened the unlocked door. The house was black, all lights were off except for a TV somewhere. I gave a light breath and motioned for the boys to follow me in.
"Okay I will find Dylan, both of you scout out and be careful." I said and headed for what looked like a hallway. A sigh from near by caught my attention and I turned to face Dylan.
"Alice, you never learn do you?" He asked and I glared at him.
"Dylan for fourteen years you have abused me. I cant even say how many you have been abusing mom have brought me close to death twice and made me feel like I was worth nothing." I said and he smiled.
"Oh so you kept track? How thoughtful of you." He mocked.
"Enough talk." I growled and ran for him. He grabbed me by the arms and thew me into a wall.
"No hugs?" He asked putting on a fake mask of hurt.
"Lets take this outside." He said and dragged me out by one arm. He threw me to the ground and grabbed something from the side of the house.
"Nice sword but will it stand a crowbar?" He asked and I rolled out of the way to avoid being hit by the rusty metal bar. An idea struck me and I jumped up and took off, getting ready for a up and away.
"Aw is baby tired?" Dylan mocked and gasped when I lifted off."You aren't getting out that easy." He growled and flew after me. I almost let out a shocked laugh when lightning and thunder clapped to light up the night sky. Dylan lunged at me and i dropped down to avoid him.
"Bitch hold still." He growled and flew at me again. I dodged once more and smirked, Jack, Jase, and I had done this all the way over here. This was almost too easy. Lightning flashed again to illuminate his angry features. The scowl on his face mixed with the unshaven stubble, messy hair, and thick eyebrows mad him look like a gorilla. I gave a laugh and he took his chance to knock the sword out of my hand.
"Shit." I whispered and ducked when he came at me again.
"Not so tough now without your sword, are ya?" He demanded mockingly. I growled and charged at him kicking the bar out of his hands. He gave a yell of anger and pain and watched his bar fall to the ground.
"I could ask you the same." I growled to him and he came at me swinging. I ducked and gasped when and arrow shot straight through his wing. He felt it and grabbed onto me in a death grip as we plummeted. He turned me over so he would land on me and break his fall.
"Not today daddy dearest." I snarled and flipped him over. He didn't have time to react before his back and head smacked the hard packed dirt and we skidded to a stop.
"You will pay for that." He slurred already sounding tired.
"Yeah I believe that." I said sarcastically.
He got a sly look and looked me dead in the eyes.
"You wouldn't kill me, you love me and I love you. And you can't kill an innocent, and I'm your father." He mumbled. My temper flared when he said that and I shook my head.
"Yeah I would." I growled pulling him up and slamming him intot he dirt only distantly realizing that we were on pavement of a driveway now.
"Because one, I don't love you," I said slamming him again. "And you aren't capable of love!." I growled each sentence was punctuated with his head and back slamming into the pavement.
"Two, you are not an innocent. Anyone who can beat their spouse and child everyday, then rape their child and try to take them is not an innocent." I growled at him.
"And three, You- Are-Not-My-Father!" I shouted and slammed his head back. A look of hurt and guilt was plastered on his face as I heard the sickening crack of bone as his neck broke.
"You were never my father, Fang is my father." I said, tears were freely flowing down my face as Jack and Jase ran over to pull me up off of Dylan's twitching form. That same look of hurt, guilt, and betrayal etched on his face, even as his eyes closed and he stopped moving.
I turned to the first person holding me and realized it was jack. He pulled me into a firm but gentle embrace and cooed warm soft words to me as I sobbed and ruined his shirt. I heard a different source of crying and looked up to seejase holding a small bundle.
"We cant just leave her here." He said and I nodded.
"Lets go home." I whispered and looked at Jack as he went to gt the sword.
"I'm with you there." He whispered and I opened my wings and looked up as the first drop from the oncoming storm fell.
"The heavens are crying for joy." Jase said as Jack came up to take my hand.
"Let them I'm too tired to." I said and watched the boys take off, they knew I would follow when I was ready. I turned to Face Dylan's body and sighed.
"Finally, finally I am safe. You made my life hell! You destroyed mom! You hurt Fang and Jase! You were a horrible man and I hope you rot in hell! I was right by the way you were the waste of space. Goodbye cruel man we are finally even." I said and lifted off following the boys, the rain that fell mixed with my tears, to mask the sadness in my crying. I had killed a man, no not a man, a monster, a devil, and now I was free.
LINE
I watched Jase play hide and seek with Annabelle, his little sister, er our little sister. I glanced at jack and hopped into his lap. He caught me easily and pulled me in for a kiss. I smiled as I glanced around the room. It's Christmas. It has been almost thirteen months since I killed Dylan. Mom knows and just thanks whoever is listening that the three-four- of us were okay.
I grinned as I looked over to see mom kissing fang under the mistletoe. He looked hilarious in the green sweater with a blinking Christmas tree on it. I had given it to him as a joke gift then pouted 'till he put it on.
I looked back at jase then around at the room full of family and friend. To think, a year ago I was crumpled on the floor taking beating after beating. Its funny how things turn out, isn't it?