A/N: Just a little heads up, any sections that are in italics means that it happened in the past. Sorry to those who were expecting to read about the other characters, but I thought if I added any of those sections here it would get too messy and disrupt the flow of it. This is dedicated to all those people who wanted longer fight scenes. I do not own Saiyuki, only the D.C. characters. Enjoy!

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Chapter 25: Repeating History

The rain roars as it falls against the leaves of the surrounding trees. But the two warriors are completely oblivious to the chaos nature has unleashed. Evan and Lamya, who were once lovers—are now locked in a battle, determined to kill each other.

Blood splatters on the ground as Evan manages to slice Lamya's leg. The blonde demon doesn't even seem to notice the cut as she springs forward, throwing her fists at him. A curse escapes Evan as he tries to avoid her punches, unable to take an offensive against her. The back of his right heel comes against a fallen tree, knowing he can't move back any further.

Let's see if I can use this to my advantage, Evan thinks as he formulates a plan. With one fluid motion he flips back onto the lumber, momentarily doing a handstand before vaulting completely over and landing a safe distance away from his opponent.

Light suddenly spreads from the spot his hands once touched and Lamya doesn't even have enough time to place a barrier around her when the fallen tree explodes. She shields her face as she is thrown from her feet, before slamming against the ground. Blood pools at the corner of her lips, her left hand wiping it away, still surprised by Evan's attack and the fact she didn't even realize he cast a spell until it was too late.

You never cease to amaze me, just like back then…

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"He's pretty amazing, isn't he?" Lamya's second-in-command asked, taking his place beside her, both of them watching Evan sparring against one of the other soldiers. "But it's still a disgrace allowing him here," he absently noted.

"Why? Just because he comes from questionable origins," she said bitterly, hating how easily people wrote off the dark-haired demon just because he lacked a family name.

"There is nothing questionable about his origins. He's the son of Cyrus." For a moment, neither of them spoke a word, until Lamya finally got over her shock.

"The Crimson Sun?" Every demon knew of Cyrus, the demon who was said to have killed so many in the war that the sky was painted red. The great warrior who fell when he tried to kill the Demon King—a man he had sworn loyalty to.

"Who would have thought that traitor had a son and oddly enough that son is now serving the son of the man that his father tried to kill."

"He's not that bad," Lamya finally said, turning her attention back to the young man who just finished his fight with a person who was supposed to be the best among her group.

"Then the rumors are true about the two of you having close relations." She could feel his eyes burning against the side of her face. "To think the great Lamya has taken a liking to a man of such a low status."

"Your opinion means little to me." She walked away from him, not knowing what to think of the new information. If Evan really was Cyrus' son, then that would mean he was sent to an orphanage at a very young age. He wouldn't have gone through the proper training that someone of his class would have. What if he had been allowed to continue his training? If Cyrus was his father, Evan would have become stronger than her…

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"Damn!" Evan swears as he barely avoids a fatal strike from Lamya.

His feet seem to glide against the mud and leaves as he keeps in step with Lamya. He springs forward, vanishing from sight and appearing in front of Lamya. His fist connects with the side of her face, knocking her into one of the trees.

She dodges to her right, her body rolling to a stop just as the tree is cut in half by one of Evan's spells. Her eyes darken as she slams her fist to the ground, a surge of energy erupting under Evan's feet. His body slams against the ground, and it takes him a second to regain his composure. White wisps of air billow from his lips, as his right hand wipes the blood from the side of his head.

"Damn you!" She screams, her anger building as she remembers what happened to them in the past.

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With great irritation, Lamya watched as Evan and Pandora casually stood together, away from the rest of people. It amazed her how the two of them were so comfortable around each other. They could practically talk about anything and seemed completely at ease when they were around each other. Not even she could claim that she was completely comfortable around the violet-eyed demon.

"It kind of makes you wonder what exactly is going on between those two," her second-in-command stated as he glanced at Evan and Pandora who were chatting lively. "There is already talk within the ranks that he is cheating on you. If you let this continue, you will lose face."

"He won't betray me." It shocked her that people were so interested in her affairs. "I have faith in him." She trusted Evan, though Pandora was a different matter.

"I really wouldn't give my trust to him so easily," her second-in-command whispered to her. "I've heard those two have been together since childhood. It'll be a shame when he finally realizes his love for her and leaves you."

"If you talk about him like that again, I won't be able to guarantee your health." She shoved past him, taking her place beside Evan.

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Lamya curses as she finds her feet losing traction as her shoes slip on the mud. Evan appears next to her, his eyes taking on a dangerous glint. Without even thinking, she throws herself to the ground as a blade of light flies past her. With one fluid motion she flips back onto her feet, springing forward. Evan dodges to the left, but suddenly she appears at his side, slamming her forearm against the side of his neck. He stumbles forward, his vision faltering for a second, before he falls back into his fighting stance once more.

"Do you think you can actually win against me?" Lamya asks. "I taught you everything you know, and if you haven't forgotten I've always been stronger than you."

He swings his fist forward, colliding with her stomach. To his surprise a grin spreads across her face and the next thing he knows, her knife slashes across his chest. Blood drips down his chest, quickly becoming diluted from the pouring rain. He barely has time to raise his dagger to prevent her from piercing his heart. His body becomes limp, causing her to lose her balance. He pivots behind her, in the process kneeing her in the back.

"But you seem to have forgotten one thing—I'm not the same person that I was back then," Evan hisses to her. "Betrayal tends to change a person."

Betrayal. He uses the word so easily as if she is the only one who holds responsibility for what transpired between them. She may have killed him but he was the one who betrayed her trust…

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"What the hell do you want?" Lamya grated out as her second-in-command led her through the masses of people. He placed a finger to his lips, warning her to keep quiet. At last they came to a stop.

"Listen," he whispered in her ear. She was about to protest when she heard two people talking, one voice that she knew all to well. Slowly she peered through the foliage, spotting Evan with Pandora. Her feet remained planted to the ground as she took in what the two of them were discussing.

"Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you anymore. Tomorrow night I'll come back here and I'll take you somewhere safe. I promise." He wrapped his arms around Pandora, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

It took Lamya a moment to register what she just heard. Evan was going to help Pandora, the person who was given to one of Prince's advisors. If he was caught, he could be accused of treason and…Unless he didn't plan on returning which meant—

He was going to leave her…

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His violet eyes burn into hers, as his dagger hovers over her throat, while the tip of her knife rests against his chest. Neither of them move, unwilling to risk losing their life in the process of killing their opponent.

"So close," Evan whispers.

"…yet so far," Lamya finishes. The two jump away from each other, regaining their bearings. "I will admit you are stronger than you were back then." Why am I hesitating? "But I'm done playing with you." I can't let my feelings cloud my judgment. Her left arm moves forward, becoming perpendicular with her body, while her right elbow pulls back.

Within a split second she is gone from sight. He jumps back, grabbing onto a branch and lifting himself up just as a wave of light washes across the area he once stood, burning everything in its path. The tree groans as it begins to topple over, giving him a few moments to dive off of it as it crashes to the ground.

He quickly realizes his mistake as Lamya appears in front of him, her nose almost grazing against his own. A sharp pain passes through his chest as her knife makes contact with him. Instinctually, he plunges Raven's dagger into her gut before raising his knee and shoving her back before she can push the tip of her blade further into his chest. Both hit the ground at the same time, Evan's vision blurring from the loss of blood, while Lamya scrambles to regain her balance.

A shaky hand removes the blade from her body and drops it to the ground, while her other hand covers the wound to heal some of the damage he has caused. At the same time, Evan does the same, knowing he won't be able to carry on much longer if he doesn't do something about his rapid blood loss.

Anger radiates from the two as they stare each other down. Both warriors panting heavily, tired from the battle and loss of blood, as sections of their tattered clothes sway in the wind, while the rain continues to pour down from the sky, already soaking them to the bone.

Once again he charges at her, diving to the ground as he takes Raven's dagger into his hands. She pulls to the right avoiding the swipe from his blade. Her body twists as her fist comes straight at him, hitting him square in the jaw. Shoving him back, she places her hands together as light forms in front of her.

All his muscles tense when he finds his possibilities for a smooth escape are limited. His essence is too weak to create a barrier or disappear from danger. A ravine stands behind him, meaning he will have to dodge to the left or right. The light comes straight at him and without another thought he jumps to his right, avoiding Lamya's attack. But his relief is quickly killed when he loses his footing and before he knows it he falls into the ravine.

Jagged rocks cut into his arms and legs as his body slides down the side of the ravine. His back slams against a boulder, bringing him to a stop. He knows there is no way he will be able to find the strength to stand up and even through he managed to avoid a head-on collision with Lamya's spell, he knows the effects of it will be his undoing.

Pieces of rock and mud fall down on him as the side of the ravine groans from the impact of the spell. All he can do is stare at the ground just inches from his nose, for some reason his mind recalling how this same ravine is the one where he once fought Raven.

That feels like so long ago. His hand tightens around Raven's dagger—that he some how managed to hold onto—recalling what his brother once told him...

"We made a promise to each other that you would protect me and I would protect you," Raven said. "And don't give me that line that we're not really brothers—because I don't care." With that Raven smiled at him. "So don't let yourself get killed."

"So what if I do?"

"I'll kill anyone who hurts you, and you know how much I hate killing people."

"I'm sorry Raven," Evan whispers. Looks like I couldn't keep my promise… The earth gives way, the landslide entombing him within the rock, dirt and mud.

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"Evan?" Lamya called as she ran out to him. "Where are you going?" She already knew the answer—he was going to leave her to be with that woman.

"Don't worry about it. I'll be back in a little bit." He wrapped his arms around her, just as he had done to Pandora the night before, but this time he kissed her. "I love you," he whispered in her ear.

She almost cringed at the words. She used to believe him. After so many years she trusted him and thought he would never betray her and she even loved him, but there he was lying to her, saying he would come back when he probably wouldn't. He was giving everything up to help a woman he claimed he didn't love.

"But I never loved you." She didn't know why she said those words, clearly knowing they were a lie. She slowly drew her knife, her rage and jealousy building up within her.

"What?" He pushed her away, but already he felt a knife enter his heart. He fell back gasping for breath as the blood gushed from the wound.

"I can't let you help her." How could you betray me? "If you had any sense you would have realized you loved her more than me." Did you ever love me? "I realized that long ago, which is why I found someone else." There was only you. She brought the blade across his neck and watched as his lifeless body fell to the ground. In that moment she had completely extinguished the life of the one man she had ever loved and trusted.

"Evan…" she whispered, all her hate receding as his body failed to move. A part of her kept wishing that he would stand up and give her one of his warm smiles, but she knew she would never be able to look into his beautiful violet eyes or hear his rich voice whisper her name. And there was no one to blame for that fact except for herself.

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Her labored breathing is the only sound present in the area as Lamya stares at the place Evan once stood. She falls to her knees, no longer having the strength or the will to stand up. With emotionless eyes she continues to watch the area, wishing that some form of movement will tell her that demon is still alive. All of her emotions shut down, no longer caring what happens at the moment and not even bothering to look up at Jareiko as he appears beside her.

I hate this life…

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A/N: That's it for now, and I hope you all enjoyed it and please don't kill me for what happened to Evan. Now just a few comments to the reviewers…

OABoo—I'm glad that you are enjoying the SxS moments and there should be some more next chapter.

Narmire—Evan seems quite popular with a lot of people, so I hope you will forgive me for my harsh treatment of him.

Sumitra—Sorry about that part being a little confusing, basically Evan was just trying to freak them out before he actually got back at them. Up to this point Evan hasn't gotten his revenge yet, but believe me he hasn't let the matter die yet. You are just going to wait to see what form of punishment the little demon has in store for Gojyo and Warner, but it should be worth the wait.

Curiouzkatt— I hope you do well on your finals and I look forward to hearing from you again.

Omi—Don't worry, I have no intention of abandoning this story, especially since it should be wrapping up soon.

A/N: Thanks to all the reviewers. Next time things take an unexpected turn as we head back to the Saiyuki gang. Till next time!