jessielee14: no its not the end but it is close to it. Nope Damon was a stubborn one. thanks and you'll see soon enough.
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A vampires forbidden love ch.25
Usagi POV
There are times when you feel like you've accomplished everything you ever hoped to, when you feel that wave of satisfaction hit you and makes you feel lighter and a bit happier that you've made the seemingly impossible happen and there are times when you feel like you've accomplished nothing at all, making you feel like you could have done something more and cursing yourself for not thinking of it or not figuring it out.
And then there are times when accomplishing something that is the right thing to do, that can save the lives of so many innocents, brings you heartache greater than anything you'd ever experienced. You feel hollow and empty inside. The happiness that others feel can't lift you up because all you feel is the pain in your heart that your once again alone…Mamoru never truly asked for his life to be changed…to be altered away from the human world.
Yet all it took was his dedication to his patients and one chance encounter to change everything in his life…to change everything in my life. The big moments that can alter the fabric of everything in your life comes whether you're ready for them or not. There's no warning that can prepare you. It hits when you least expect it. It's what you do in the aftermath of those big life altering moments that changes the course of history.
For both yourself and those around you. Sometimes all it takes is a simple decision that can change the course of everything and sometimes nothing at all…at least not in the direction one would think. You may have a goal in mind of where you want your life to go but life doesn't always work out as planned. You can plan everything down to the smallest detail and still something can happen.
That's when you realize what you want to do and who you were meant to become. Not by fate, not by the gods, not by anyone else other than yourself. I held Mamoru's near lifeless form to me, clutched in my arms as the war raged on beside and behind me. I could have cared less about my own existence right then and there. All I wanted was for him to stay with me. The damage he endured to fight off Diamond and Damon had finally taken its toll on his body.
He had lost too much blood and was internally suffering from his wounds. He hadn't been a vampire long enough to build up such resistance as I had. My wounds were bad but I had been a vampire long enough to be able to endure them and not burn out as easily. I could feel his heart rate dying out slowly. I extended out my fangs and bite into my own wrist to try and feed him some blood. Watching the red liquid pour into his mouth as I willed it to give him life, to have him open his eyes to me.
He gulped out of reflex alone, his eyes barely fluttered. "Please…" I begged. A tear escaping my eyes as he whispered, "Usako…" I held on tighter, feeling for an increase in his heart rate, an indication that he was recovering from his wounds, but it felt like he was barely holding onto the strings of life. It was as if the life blood I was giving him was keeping him at one percent of life and that was it. It wasn't increasing anything. I hadn't felt this helpless since I was first taken from my family.
He had become my family. My life. My home. I now knew what that feeling was that the elder mentioned to me once. How the death of your mate could make you feel like dying yourself. I didn't want to exist in a world without him. He became such a huge part of my world that I couldn't fathom leaving this spot till I knew he would be okay, but there was no physical signs of his healing.
His heart rate remained in a constant state of trying to merely pump more blood in despite the blood I was feeding him. Then I started to feel a slight weakening in myself as I poured my life's blood into him. I didn't care though. I just wanted him to live. If that meant my death then so be it. He deserved life. "Mamoru…I love you so much…" I didn't want this to be the end…it couldn't be the end. We just found each other it couldn't be.
The elder POV
I couldn't stand to be in the infirmary any longer. Makoto was beginning to heal fine and the few Lycan's that got close enough I took care of them with ease. I refused to sit this fight out completely. I left out and saw my son try to kill Usagi only to have Mamoru stop him with a sword to the head he had taken from the wall. I felt for my son I did…I loved my son dearly…I did and always would, but I did not care nor like what he had become.
I looked at his now lifeless form and at the blood pooling around him. There was no life left in him. The sword going straight through his head and even embedded into the marble floor below making it stand upright without even a hint of falling or sliding out. I should have hated Mamoru for it. I should have wanted to kill him for killing my only blood child left. For taking away the last part of my mate that lived.
But I didn't…I sighed. I knew I would feel the guilt of this for years to come but I felt a sense of relief with my loose. I felt pained by my own thoughts as I felt it was mean and unthinkable of me to feel that way. I shouldn't have been accepting of it. I shouldn't have felt relief from it. I should have felt anger. Sadness…well more sadness than I felt. I should have looked at Mamoru with vengeance.
Reality is it's hard to want to kill someone for protecting an innocent, someone you see as your own child to even if they were never blood related, from your own child. Your own flesh and blood. Someone you raised. Someone that you adored as a child and reflected on the fond memories of and had such high hopes for. It's hard to accept that your child couldn't be a better person in the end and chose such foolish endeavors that he placed himself in harm's way for his own selfish gain.
You wonder if you failed as a parent. Wonder that if maybe they had been given another role model, a new mother, that maybe it could have changed the fabric of everything including the current actions of now. Alas that would never have been. I could never replace his mother. I loved her beyond my own life and to have given my heart to another and to impose a new mother onto him solely for that purpose was something I couldn't do.
Besides there was no guarantee that would have made things better or worse…it just was. My stomach didn't even churn as much as I felt it should have at the knowledge that my son had perished. I would carry the tides of the remorse for not feeling more angered about his death, for not feeling more saddened by it. I would dutifully put on a sad front for the coven but reality was I think my son died years ago and this shell of a creature remained.
Now he lay in a bloody heap on the floor and I wondered how much of that was my fault compared to his own life choices. I love my son but I realized years ago I no longer truly liked who he had become. I did blame myself partially for it. Perhaps if I had been around more…we'll never know. I willed away the tear that nearly came to be and wished my son a time of peace wherever he was.
He may never have faced his demons but maybe, just maybe, he could find peace where he was and accept things as they were. Then I saw all the fighting finally wear down on Mamoru as he fell to the floor. His form looking weak and frail now that he used up his energies. I could only assume how well he must have fought to have been that close to the end. Usagi went over to his aid and held him close to her despite the battle still raging on.
I saw her giving him blood but already knew he far too gone for hers alone to help him recover. I knew what would save him and walked towards the couple. Usagi had become a daughter to me over the years. Despite what she originally was to my son and what she had to endure over the years I loved her like my own. I knew she had difficulty accepting it as she felt that it would be like letting go of her own father that she lost but I did.
Today I saw that she had come to terms with it and accepted me as a father figure in her life. I saw the slow progression during our conversations that she was slowly beginning to accept this coven as hers as I was mentally preparing her for things to come if they didn't work out with my son. At one point Damon was a strong leader, he was. She followed him and was very loyal to him, but he was never loyal to her.
She believed in the saying 'you don't turn your back on family…even when they do'. It made her stronger for it and showed the faith she had in others making those around her more loyal to her and less loyal to my son. Then the fact that she was coming to terms with the fact that accepting someone new didn't mean you were forgetting the old it just meant there was someone new to love and see as family.
So to see her so visibly distraught and saddened by Mamoru's potential death made me realize that I hadn't lost all of my children. That tinge of relief turned into determination to not lose another child, not even to grief. I didn't want her to go through the same pain I went through when I lost my mate. It nearly destroyed me and while I had Damon to be there for, she had no children with him to hold onto.
She saw us as part of her family but in the end she would have wanted a part of Mamoru and that would only be something he could give to her. Family doesn't end with blood. Seeing her be so vulnerable made me take action against the Lycan that noticed her distraught state to. It went after them both as she cried for his form. From this distance you could barely hear his heart beat but it was still there. I caught the Lycan's attention before it could strike at them both. Turning to me it came forward and tried to swing at me.
I frowned at the pathetic creature as I caught its arm with ease. It growled before I grabbed its neck and twisted it till it snapped seconds later. The Lycan fell dead in the matter of moments as I walked up to the couple. Usagi looked back towards me. Tears streaming down her beautiful face as her lips trembled. "My blood it's not healing him enough." She felt defeated that he wasn't being revived enough to save him. I prevented my sight from going to that of my dead son and focused on the living.
"Yours is not…" I agreed as I reached down and pulled his form up to me as I stood up and bite into my own wrist making her fumble upwards confused as to what I was doing. "Sir!" she stated in shock as I put my now bleeding wrist to his mouth. Some of the blood dripping down his chin but the rest going into his mouth and down his throat. The muscle reflexed swallowing automatically as I began to feel his heart rate pick up a bit. That I felt his hand move to grasp onto my wrist as he drank.
Deep gulps before he released my hand and breathed in deeply. His world finally spinning back from the grave he was leaning towards. I laid him back down as he struggled between consciousness and the real world, "He will live now." He had enough blood in him for rejuvenation but he wouldn't be battle ready for a little bit still. He needed some time to let his inner wounds heal as Makoto did.
"I will watch him." I told her as she was at his side, looking afraid that if she left him alone a Lycan would be there to kill him. She looked up at me, "But who will watch you?" I smiled, "I am well aware of your concern about me out here in battle, it was one thing you and Damon agreed upon…" she looked to Damon's dead form and looked at me with wonder on if I would say something.
"You have Yamamoro to kill." I told her, waving it off. "He has mending to do." I expressed, my older senses hearing the bones and cuts on the inside mending slowly. My blood granting him more life than if she had given him a pint or two. "Besides while I thank you for your concern do not make me take offense that I cannot take care of myself." Gulping she looked around before saying, "If you die I'm gonna kick your ass." A plea from her to me. I merely smiled, "End him." I would have loved to do it myself.
I would have loved to see the look on his face as I cut his throat out before be heading him that way there was no chance of being revived. Then I would stick it up in the air for the Lycan's to see as I told them to go as their leader was dead. They'd retreat and we'd seal the estate up for a few weeks as we'd recoup our losses. But there was one problem with that…I know how I would react and I know I would be compromised.
I was to close to the matter. The fact that he murdered my wife and our unborn baby right in front of me, I wouldn't be able to go after him without my rage clouding my judgement. I know I'd be to emotionally involved. It isn't a job for me in the end. I had to be far away from him to be able to kill him. Usagi was my daughter. The one I never got to have. She's strong and smart, the very way I imagined our daughter to be.
And she would be my greatest weapon when it came to killing him. She would be able to keep that emotional distance I couldn't. She may have been affected by him a little bit but not fully like I had. Plus now she knew that Mamoru was going to be okay. I would watch over him as to give her the comfort of knowing he was alive and healing safely. I looked over and saw my sons form, "He didn't leave us a choice." I heard her murmur as she stood up.
"I assure you my child I accept what has happened. Go you need to fight." I told her as she left. I knew my son would fight Yamamoro well but it seemed he did less that favorably. Minako I briefly saw fighting off more Lycan's as I heard rumbling in the back-round. Yamamoro was back up and needed to be taken care of. So Usagi became that weapon that would kill him and I encouraged it, ensuring it would happen and she never even knew it.
Usagi POV
Once our elder started to give Mamoru his blood I could feel the effects more clearly than before as he lay in my arms. When the elder insisted I leave Mamoru with him I felt a sense of peace and trust and after a small debate he won and I went to go lure Yamamoro away. This prick wanted our extinction he was going to have to go through me to get it. I walked with purpose over to him as he rose from the rubble I had previously kicked him into.
It had been a shot I didn't hardly take as it left me vulnerable to his neck attack but luckily since I had flipped around with it, it was hard for him to take a swat at me. That I doubted I would get away with twice. He shot out at me. Like the big bad wolf out of the old child hood tales. It actually stunned me for a second. He nailed me with his sharp nailed digging into my arms as he tried to bite at my neck with all of his force.
I had to admit he was incredibly strong. If I hit the wall behind me he would have the force needed to kill me. At the last second I kicked my feet up and hit the wall behind me using my boots to allow myself to vault up and over his head, break his hold on me and sending me at good ten feet behind him while he ran into the wall. He then swung out with his arms double and triple timing me until I ended up jumping backwards.
I barely landed out of reach of his next attack before I vaulted myself backwards and got back to my feet only to use my vampire reflexes and use that wall to vault myself faster and further away from him. "You're a squirrely little thing." He sounded like he was chuckling from it. We both went at each other again. Another Lycan came in and tried to attack me but I threw him into the marble wall beside me, smashing his skull in instantly.
He smiled, "You really are different than your elder's son. He spent more time on my subordinates than me." I didn't say anything, while I didn't like Damon in the end I was loyal to him as a subordinate myself. Now here it was I was to kill this Lycan, "Its not as personalized for me as it was for him." He continued to smile, "Yeah in fact you after today's date will be nothing more than a blip in the history of our kind."
His face fell, "Sure we'll talk about you for a hot fifteen but then we'll regroup and carry on like we always do. You want to know why…cause were the survivors of this little story…not you." I wanted him to feel that confidence shaking. I wanted him to realize he wasn't going to be some story book legend. He was going to be a in the books as a strong opponent, no doubt but no reason for him to know that.
He growled at me and went for a swing but I beat him to the punch and slammed my fist into his face. He cowered down a lot but then came swinging back harder than I had. Knocking me bodily back several feet. I grunted form the impact of the wall. "Try as you might little girl…" he mocked me then went serious, "The only vampire that has a shot of taking me down is your elder and he wouldn't do it…what I did to him eons ago prevents that."
He was a piece of work. I had to go a different route than this. When he came at me again used the momentum to vault myself at the downstairs stair well to the near bottom before doing so again as he followed me down the path. The lights had been left on as I ended up catching his boot in my chest before sweeping my feet out at his taking them out form under and backflipping to avoid his swipe and landed on the floor on the basement.
I took two swings at him but he ducked them before slamming his fist into my gut making me go down before narrowly evading his booted foot. The leading Lycan was stronger and faster than I had encountered before but it also seemed like he was relying on that more so over where he was even at cause I was formulating a plan of action. I had to face it he was bigger, stronger and faster than me so I had to rely on being cunning and deceptive.
I had to use my other tricks in the book for him to get him into the kill zone. There were no other Lycan's around now to protect him. This was my shot to take. Where he was vulnerable. I just had to NOT mess it up. I would be doing this for everyone that has suffered because of him. That meant all the vampires and even the Lycan's alike that got forced into this war. Lastly I would do it for the young one that never got to be.
"Come and get it." I challenged. Pulling the sword out from behind me he saw it and remarked, "The eldered sword…" he licked his lips and said, "I'm going to enjoy ripping that from yours hands before I rip the rest of you to shreds. In a move born more from annoyance I countered, "Just bring it." Before I blurred and used a spinning kick that in effect knocked him back into the stairs, crashing through them.
That's when he morphed. Transforming himself further into his mold as a Lycan. Beforehand he just had his fangs and nails out but now…dickhole looked scary creepy. I backed up a foot, "Who the hell were you before this?" stunned, "I've had many names over the years. It makes no difference now…you however will go down in history…as the last of the leaders of this wretched coven." He went to attack me as I vaulted myself over him, blurring fast enough to get to the weapons room.
He blurred towards me but without as much speed as previously, he wasn't as fast as he was in his human form compared to his Lycan form. But as he was running he was slower than before enabling me to blur faster as I lead him deeper to where we had more weapons. Not that they would take him down fast, they weren't the modified rounds we had used before. These were the regular rounds, capable of damage but not enough to kill.
However they would slow him down. I grabbed two guns off the shelf and fired them at him. His armor on took the majority of the impacts. He looked like the bullets were more like bebe gun hits to him. They did very little to slow him down as I walked forward, hurling the empty guns at him as I grabbed a big shot gun. He grabbed it before I could shot him. Instead the first round went into the ceiling above as I grabbed his neck into my palm. "Impressive…but not enough to take me down." he mocked.
He grabbed my hand and twisted till I was tossed over his shoulder. Bouncing off the side of a wall I just barely landed on my feet as he went to take a swing at me. I barely jumped backwards in time to avoid the swipe to my head. "You're quick on your feet." I'm beginning to see why Damon went down the way he did. He could never resist an ego boosting. If Yamamoro was doing the same thing I guarantee you Damon was falling for it.
"There's a lot of things I'm good at." I mutter as I kick out at his feet. He grunts but barely as he pushes me back into a table. The metal was digging a bit painfully into my back especially since he was shoving me further with the added weight of the gun between us. I had to distract him. I kicked out at his shin and saw her smirk change into the of annoyance before I got enough balanced out to smash my head into his.
A good old fashioned head butt and he backed up a few feet. He looked at me stunned that I had the audacity to do that as I aimed the shot gun and nailed him in the chest several times before I ran out of ammo. I flipped the gun around and smacked him the face with it making him stumble back a bit. He wiped the blood from his face and looked at me, "Looks like I might have an actual challenge." He chuckled.
"Come and get it." I cajoled as he roared out and lunged for me. I used his body to leap up and over him, banking off of the nearest wall to vault myself further from his form as he went crashing in to the table we used to spar in the beginning. I landed safely away as he sneered. His face twisted incredibly ugly, like a rabid wolf. He looked bigger than any other Lycan we had dealt with so far and I wondered if his size was also to do with his age.
His next lunge however caught me off guard as I tried to counter it. I tackled him mid lunge and found myself still on the receiving end of being crushed. We crashed into the brick foundation of the wall as it gave in with a nice big crack. One more hit and the wall might just collapse inward. I knew the infirmary lay on the other side but wasn't sure how many were in there or if it was still just Makoto.
When Yamamoro went to hit my gut I blocked it with both hand crossed below and used the strength in his hit to pushed my lower body upwards to have him miss me and just hit the wall behind me. It tumbled as I knew it would as we both fell having lost the momentum in the rubble. Yamamoro looked up in time to see Makoto recovered still. She took one look at him before slamming her fist into his face.
He reeled back not having expected that and went to go after her when I jumped up and looped my legs around his neck and began to pound on his face till he flung me off and into the weapons case again. "You kick his ass!" Makoto snipped out, unable to still fully yell just yet. He looked at her with annoyance as I went to go pull at the sword only to find it gone. My panic rose till I looked annoyingly at the rubble pile.
I guess it took going through a brick wall to finally have that dislodged from my back. "My guess is that was for the big show down." he snickered. I inhaled deeply, trying to make it from appearing like it was a big deal. "I don't need it to kill you…" I remarked instead. "I have plenty of other tools to make your death interesting." I smiled instead as I grabbed a crossbow from the wall and shot it at him.
He caught it before it could hit him in the head and snapped it into two. "Foolish girl." He muttered as I threw the crossbow at him and blurred past at the same time, letting the crossbow act as a distraction. I got to the sword only to get pulled back by him and flung into the foundation wall. Only that time when it cracked only a little bit of rubble fell. The foundation having been reinforced about a hundred and fifty years ago when another pack tried to burrow their way in here.
Safe to say they failed but it made us reinforce it anyways. It was truly a new trick that even Damon had to admit was damned clever. So when I began to get up he was ready to nail me in the gut. I rolled away just in time as his fist made a sizable dent in the brick wall. I rolled over till I found the sword and grabbed it and stuck it out ward as he went to strike me again only this time to hit the sword dead on.
I heard a loud cry of pain as he clutched his stub now as he had severed his own hand on the swords blade and was temporarily nursing his wound just before ignoring the pain of it. "Still think I'm foolish?" I questioned as I swung the blade against him. Slicing through his shoulder before he roared and grabbed the next swing. This time having been prepared for it he latched onto it and tried to yank it from my hands with his one.
"Foolish enough to think that with a slim piece of metal that you could defeat me." His teeth were glistening with his bloodied saliva and I had a half a mind to cough at the smell coming from the razor sharp teeth. I jerked the sword back which pulled it from his grasp with ease as it was either hold on or risk losing the fingers. I kicked out at him only to have him grab my foot and throw me into another opposing wall.
That's when the size on him grew to full height. He towered over me and for a brief moment I felt like that little girl that was confronted with the big bad wolf. I ignored the technicality that I was a young girl, physically, and he was a wolf…a really big one to. I had to admit I had never seen a Lycan so large before. His robes and gear that had once been on him now lay in tattered pieces beside and around him.
Not able to stay on now that he was to big for them both. Any bottoms to his clothing falling with it. Now incapable of speech he merely grunted and roared his anger and primitive nature as I faced off against the biggest threat against us to date. He saw the sword as went to hit him with it only to punch my wrist as I drew it down knocking it away from my hand. I actually had to admit that hurt.
I honestly hadn't counted on that happening. Shaking the pain from my wrist or at least trying to find a good means to ignore it cause I couldn't afford to focus on it. I was already fighting wounded thanks to my fight with Diamond and part of my focus was still on Mamoru, hoping he was okay in the arms of our elder as he protected him. I lunged for the sword but it proved to be too close to him.
I t would be a tight meet in the center. I barely got to it when he blocked me, his tall stance a dominating figure compared to my own as he aimed for my gut. I blocked him but fell backwards from the impact of the block before he kicked out at me. Where his big foot landed and missed I placed my booted foot against the shin and used it to vault myself backwards looking to gain some distance but when I got back up he rushed me, slamming his fist right back into my gut.
I was flung back into the wall from that hit and wondered how the hell I was going to beat him before the shine of the sword reminded me how. I ignored the pain form my wounds as I heard him say, "So when there's nothing else left to say, when there's no one else left to fight…this is what the vampire coven comes down to…one little girl…" he took the sword and played with it like it was a toy. "Now I should kill you with your own sword no less but I think I'll keep this as a souvenir of what we accomplished today."
His words were with mirth for himself but filled with animosity towards us. I had to kill him now before he wore me to far down. "The only thing you're going to accomplish is the destruction of the Lycan's…especially when I walk out of here with your head in my hands." I gingerly got back up as I spoke, my words egging him on. "Just like that daughter of yours." His face began to go into rage. It was a festering wound for him, it had to be.
To see that his only child had been beheaded on a battle front that he himself had created. Even if he held no care for others there had to be something he held true for his own flesh and blood. "I mean she was bound to go down…especially if she was anything like her parents…her mom…" I knew it was mean but I had to get him angry enough to falter. To make a mistake. To give me those few second window to kill him.
So I insulted him and his mate in one fell swoop. It was a tad cruel I admit but something tells me that in this instant it would be accepted. I barely blurred in time as his hand or claw came after me. Claw out and ready to rip my heart out. I barely saw it for what it was. Recalling how he did the same to one of his own not so long ago. I ducked just enough to barely blur with his hands aim over my chest now.
My boots were even bent as I slid across the cement floor, the tips scuffing up as I ground them in during the move as I narrowly avoided the swipe. I felt the hairs on his hand brush up against my neck he had been so close I didn't even try to gulp. The bend so backwards it was a shock I didn't break my back even for a vampire. By the time I rose back up it took more effort to do so telling me I had really bent the bar low on capabilities even for us.
When I came to a stop the sword was nearby. Seeing him rush at me I ran forward a few feet and kicked him in the gut with enough force to have him slamming backwards hard enough to dent the wall as I grabbed the sword. I prepped it as he came back at me, recovering faster than myself as I aimed for his head, he blocked it but not enough to avoid the sides of his wrists from being sliced open. The fur along his arms become wet with his fallen blood.
That sword was sharper than it looked. I'll take that as a good thing. He shook his slightly furry claws and took a swing that missed as I ducked low and shoved the sword into his stomach. He backed away a few feet from the impact before I kicked it in deeper making him falter back once again. I knew it was only wounding him but I needed to weaken him for the head slicing. I wasn't strong enough otherwise to kill him…and we both knew it. He was much older than me giving him that greater advantage.
Before I knew it though he had pulled the sword out and tossed it to the side once more before jumping on top of me. I held him back by the neck as best as I could but his snapping teeth were leaking his saliva all over me in tiny little annoying, disgusting trails. Before I could say anything more he stood up and grabbed me by the neck pulling me up and several feet off the ground. I was dangling like a fish on a hook.
I was having trouble breathing yet he wasn't trying to strangle me. He growled a little bit and said, "Let's see how well that elder trained you." Before I could remark on it he then threw me against the remaining brick above the infirmary. My head hit it along the edges dead on. My head spinning as I fell to the ground and he morphed back into a human, "You know you at least have the knowledge to know that you did last longer than that son of the elder did…what was it 'Damon' you called him…?" he stated in mirth as he picked up the sword.
"You know originally I wasn't going to kill you with your sword but now I think it'll be a sweeter souvenir with your blood on it." He was ready to bring it down. I had to admit it, he talked pretty decently even transformed. Not many Lycan's could do that well. "Well it already has your blood on it so it's actually a nice souvenir…for myself." I clapped back as he grumbled where he was.
I could feel it as the air shifted and turned. The tides having changed and now the leading Lycan was going to kill me instead. If I hadn't tried to save Diamond by avoiding killing him in the beginning I could have been better prepared to kill Yamamoro but I had to try and it looks like that could have been a mistake. My energy reserves were now tapped out from all the fighting and he seemed to just be getting started.
Then again he was avidly evading fighting whereas I was fighting the whole time. My wounds were taking their toll on me and his hits were far worse than the other Lycan's I had been taking down. He was stronger than them and it was wearing me down. Before I could even breath further I heard a barely there grunt and Yamamoro backed away from me. I looked up in time to see Mamoru, still heavily injured, trying in vain to fight the Lycan leader.
My eyes went wide trying in vain to separate them. Too fearful of Yamamoro killing him out of annoyance alone. "No…" I pleaded, hoping that he wouldn't get killed on account of me, not after everything we went through. "The hell…" Yamamoro finally got a good grip on him as I struggled to rise up. He couldn't take him from me…not when we just found each other…I couldn't handle that.
Yamamoro pulled the small blade form his upper back where Mamoru had gotten a decent hit in, and flung them both into un-see-able places. Just seeing that rose my energy levels up further than before. "Pitiful waste…" he looked over at where Mamoru had landed. Near one of the weapon mounts on the wall. Knocked out from the force of the landing. "He's tenacious…I like that…" before I could swing out he swung first making me bend backwards once more as he jumped on me.
The sword at such an angle that I couldn't stab him with. He was trying to rip out my throat again as he was pushing my head to the side, trying to get a taste. I never felt more sickened and fearful in my life. Just as his teeth grazed my neck I saw something small and shiny. I grabbed onto the small metal instrument and repeatedly stabbed it into his neck forcing him up and off of me. I breathed a barely temporary sigh of relief as he touched his neck.
I opened my hand to reveal a very blood soaked metal pen. How the hell I didn't know nor did I care to know. I had better things to focus on. He looked at me with annoyance, "Did you just stab me with a fucking pen?!" he was as astonished as I was. I shrugged, "Whatever's handy." I mused. This time as he blurred towards me I spun around on him and swung the sword out. It was a risky move as it had no guarantee of hitting him unless he tried to counter my dodging blur…which he did.
When I finished spinning, when the world came back into focus, the sword hit right through his shoulder that ended at his neck. Slicing through till it hit his chest in the center. The sword stuck there as I tried to pull it out. A foot deep in the Lycan as he grabbed onto it with one hand before I put my foot to his chest and pushed till I pulled it out. He fell clumsily backwards to the ground as he breathed in deeply.
That's when I saw his healing capabilities. I took a look at his hand and found that the stub was no longer dripping blood as it was beforehand. That's when I saw the wound I just made. He was self-healing the large wound right in front of me. It was like watching a slow moving count down. "Oh come on!" I snapped and stabbed him once more only this time in the chest as he was wounded enough to hit right there.
This time the healing on the side slowed down considerably. "Not so tough without your horde huh?" I taunted as I lifted the sword up once more before I caught the eyes of our elder. I looked him in the eyes, wondering if he wanted that final swing as we had precious few moments left and he resigned himself to where he was. I looked back down and said, "This is for every innocent that had been lost by your hands and by those that you command." I lifted the sword up and swung it down as it was barely caught by his one good hand.
"I will not be crushed by a little girl." He growled, "Hate to break it to you…but…" I relented and swung it across instead. To fast for him to counter as he was putting his focus on his head getting split open. His hand went to his neck as if to check then realized his hand had gotten there but not in time. He watched his fingers fall off before he went still as his head slid off the back. His whole body falling to the ground in a dead calm. The fighting was still going on as one could easily hear it.
I saw Makoto get up from her cot and said, "You better get that out there so that this war is over with." I agreed as I grabbed the head and walked back out with the energy I had left over to muster. "Go my child…" our elder said as I began to pass him up, "End this war." I nodded and stepped out in to the chaos. The war still going on but definitely few Lycan's than before. I held the head up and over my own and yelled, "YOUR LEADER IS DEAD!"
It caught everyone's attention and soon the gun fire and howls of pain stopped. "You can try to take us on still but he's dead and so is your forces." They knew it to. "Take your dead, you're wounded and leave us! Let the war end here!" I shouted clearly so that it wouldn't be mistaken as to what was being ordered. Little by little the Lycan's left and those that didn't were given their warning.
It took several minutes for them all to leave but once they were gone I ordered for reinforced doors to be put in place to make sure we couldn't get broken into again. I sent off a few vampires to make sure that the facility they were at got destroyed. I didn't want to risk the weapons being made more of or for them to get any bright ideas. I walked testily back to the basement where I left the leading Lycan body.
I saw that Mamoru wasn't with him anymore and hoped it was because he was laying on a cot healing. I saw our elder by his side in the infirmary as he slept on a cot. "Rest assure my child…he is resting now…" he said as he stood up and I took his seat. I knew he had only been there till I was there, "I'll sleep when I'm dead." I stated without thought. "You almost were…" our elder noted.
I sighed, "I guess I'm not as worthy of that sword as we thought I was." I accepted my defeat as in the end I did have help in taking Yamamoro down. "MY child you are more than worthy…" I looked up at him, "Why do you think I gave you the sword…?" I didn't have it in me to think about it. "To kill him." I remarked, holding Mamoru's hand in my own. "No…because you are my child as well…" I looked up at him as Mamoru remained lifeless but at least breathing by my side. I held that comfort.
"Because in the end…I held more faith in you than in Damon…now get into that bed and let the nurse look over you…he needs his rest as you should be getting yours." I barely heard him as I was ushered into a bed myself. Or rather practically pushed into it as I heard him part with, "Now you two are on a new journey in life…my child…my daughter…" tears spilled form my eyes as darkness came over me. All the energy gone. I had spent it all in killing Yamamoro and in that fight with Diamond. "Mamoru…" was the last thing whispered from my lips.