A/N: Thanks to all of you who read and reviewed. The story has over a 100 reviews, so I'm extremely happy. This chapter the girls get to take a whack at Chase and Sarah, so I hope you will enjoy. I didn't use the lyrics this time, but I think you'll understand why I chose the song if you listen to it. Again, there was language, so asterisks were friends with this chapter. This isn't one of my longest chapters, and I kinda wish it was longer. I couldn't make it longer without ruining what I had in mind for next chapter. I really do hope you like even though alot of it is...well I'll let you see.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Covenant or "I Never Told You What I Do for a Living" by My Chemical Romance.
Chapter 26: I Never Told You What I Do for a Living
Leona's POV
His evil face glared up at me from the ground. Out of anger, I threw the other fireball between his sprawled legs. It missed his good friends by inches, and I just smiled innocently. His mouth transformed into one of a snarling animal. He was utterly disgusting.
"Surprised to see me?" I taunted, more fire forming in my hands.
"You crazy bitch," Chase screamed, as he dodged another ball of flame.
"I prefer crazy witch," I mocked, throwing another torrent of flames at him.
Chase kept creeping back further in retreat, so I used the opportunity to edge towards my beaten and fallen Caleb. He looked up at me in surprise and shock, but I couldn't fight back my anger. He had almost given up. The cute but stupid dumbass. I reached down to help him before realizing I'd burn him if he touched me right now, so I released Fire's hold on my body, beginning to cool my body temperature. Caleb took my offered hand, pulling himself into my arms. His hands clung tight to the exposed skin on the small of my back before trailing up the laces of my corset. I looked at the cuts, trickling with blood, and the bruises, beginning to show, but Caleb seemed to be more concerned with my lips. Before I could respond, his mouth crashed down hard against mine, and his tongue darted into my mouth aggressively. He was never this bold, and what the hell. My hands moved up to his neck, pressing him closer to me. Damn it. What was I doing? Psychopath first, then Caleb. I pushed him away, with a small amount of annoyance.
"Caleb, I can't do my job if you're insistent on dying or making out. Let's finish what we came for," I scolded.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," he admitted, that beautiful smile creeping across his face.
"Go help the rest of them. I'll keep this jackass busy," I urged, letting Fire surge back through my body.
He kissed me quickly on the cheek before darting off towards the collapsed Pogue. I bent down to pull my athame from my black knee-high leather boots. I needed it for the binding spell, but if I had to slit Chase's throat with it, believe me I would. A cold hand came to rest on my shoulder, and I rapidly turned around blade close in hand. Somehow I was startled to see the rest of my sisters. They wore their hair in long braids like me with tank tops and jeans of various colors. Di looked viciously on, ready to tear out Chase's throat. That same expression seemed to be pasted on all of their faces, but I needed them to get the boys back in fighting condition quickly.
"Lee, where is she?" Cybele asked seriously.
"I still don't see her, but she's here. Chase needs her for backup. Spread out and get the boys back on their feet while I make Chase eat a little Fire. Hopefully, that will draw her out," I commanded, my voice barely above a whisper.
They darted towards their boys while I strode towards Chase. My fingers danced against the gleaming silver hilt. Chase, suddenly aware of my approaching presence, looked up at me with those hideous black eyes. He began laughing at me hysterically. Seriously, he belonged in a psych ward.
"You really think you can beat me," he taunted, pulling himself up off the ground.
"Yeah, I do," I answered confidently. I sent another ball of fire sparking at his feet. It extinguished itself in the water.
"You must have been one hell of a f***," he commented with a sickening smirk.
That comment tore through my body like I was stabbing myself in the chest with my own knife. My face burned in anger, and suddenly, all I could think about was killing him. I charged full speed at him, brandishing my athame in one hand and a ball of flames in the other. He backflipped up into the air as I missed him by inches. He only continued to laugh at my failed attempt. I turned on my heel to face the beast again.
"Really, Caleb must have enjoyed screwing you. I bet you're a screamer, aren't you, Leona?" he taunted, licking his lips at the thought.
"Go to hell," I screamed.
I dived at him again and missed, but I had at least sliced into his side. He saw the blood drip from my blade and rapidly placed a hand to his side. When he pulled his hand away, I saw the fresh crimson blood, staining his hand as well. I turned my body around to face him, my face warped with anger. Irony started to spark in my mind. Clearly, he had some sadist tendencies, so why not play with them and his cocky arrogance.
"I'll get in line right next to you," he responded with his normal arrogance, ignoring his fresh wound.
"You know what I was just thinking. You must be one lousy lay if Sarah is the only girl you can get to f*** you," I ridiculed, watching his face transform into that pained anger. A smirk plastered itself boldly across my own.
I expected anger and maybe an energy ball to the chest in revenge. I didn't expect those damn ropes again. They latched onto my chest, pulling me closer and closer to the arrogant son of a bitch. I couldn't move as my feet dragged against the rain sodden ground, and my arms hung uselessly at my sides as I continued to be pulled closer to the monster. When I was inches from him, he released the ropes and grabbed on tightly to my upper arms. He looked at my face with this sick pleasure, and his head bent down to my chest. Suddenly, his tongue snaked between my breasts, grazing up my chest and neck before stopping at my lips. One of his hands grabbed hold of my hair and yanked my head back. My stomach lurched at how close his face was to mine.
"I want to hear you scream my name," his voice whispered, as his head bent towards my neck.
His teeth grazed along my skin, followed by his disgusting tongue. I found it hard to keep the contents of my stomach locked down because all I wanted to do was vomit. After tonight, I was never making fun of Reid because clearly he wasn't the biggest pervert this world had ever met. Chase was plain sick.
"The only way I'll scream your name is when I kill you," I spit out venomously.
"You say that now, but you'll love every minute of it," he whispered as his tongue licked across my lips.
"Chase, what are you doing? Stop screwing around."
I heard Sarah screech from her position on top of the barn. She was dressed entirely in white from her white tank top, white jeans, and white leather boots skimming up past her knee. Seriously, who wears white to a fight, but it definitely showed her swelling belly. For once in my life, I was glad to see her. He turned around to look at her, his eyes apologetic. He had been caught, trying to screw his enemy's girlfriend with about a dozen people watching. What a freak. I took advantage of the diversion Sarah was creating to knee Chase in the groin. He fell to the ground, clutching his now bruised boys.
"Stick to girls that actually want to have your demon spawn," I taunted, letting flames sprout in my fingers.
I prepared to hurl the ball of flames when a massive force of energy struck him, sending him flying. My eyes gazed up to see Caleb's face. He looked beyond pissed, almost to the point of seeing blood. He could play with the little pain in the ass while I dealt with Sarah who had finally reared her ugly face. Time to have our fun. Luckily, Alena must have read my mind as a whirlwind suddenly whipped around Sarah and sent her hurtling from the roof towards the ground.
"Cyb, Di, get over here," I shouted through the growing noise of thunder.
The two girls came bolting towards me, dodging energy balls their now conscious boys were throwing. The Sons looked extremely angry, and they wanted to shove this bastard in the ground just as much as the rest of us. Hopefully, they could keep Chase busy fighting while we took down Sarah. Al headed more slowly towards us, trying to control the spiraling Sarah. Sarah's eyes opened, glowing fiercely white. She stared angrily at Al, and I saw the whirling cage start to falter. Damn it. I hurled one of the balls of flames in my hand at her floating figure. It broke Al's trance and gave her enough time to rush over to us, but the fire didn't last long as rain continued to pour down. Sarah landed gently on the ground and started stomping towards us, rage pouring out in torrents at us.
"Did you think I'd be that easy to stop?" she smirked, turning her eyes on Cybele.
"Maybe I should make her impale you on sharp rocks?" Sarah contemplated, her eyes filling with devilish glee.
The green began to slip from Cyb's eyes as the ground began to shake. The earth started to raise and tremble as sharp edges of broken ground shot forth towards the sky. We needed to begin the spell, but we couldn't if this twisted bitch was controlling Cyb's mind. Looks like some more Fire was coming her way. I wound up and threw a curve ball of fire at her, sending her stumbling backwards. This pissed her off even more. Sarah charged at me, deciding powers wouldn't be as enjoyable as an actual fist fight to the death. I turned around quickly to face my sisters.
"Start the damn ritual. I'll deal with the bitch," I shouted, darting towards my enemy. They looked at me slightly panicked, but I knew they would do as I asked.
"Watchtower of the East, Air. I invoke thee. Bind the powers of the one blessed with Spirit," Alena cried out, pointing her wand towards the center of the circle.
Wind began to rush around us. It hit Sarah the hardest. Her breath became ragged as if it was taking every last ounce of her breath away. She fought through it, throwing her leg out at my stomach. I caught it in my hand and returned a hard and swift kick to her side. Sarah fell to the ground, but her face was even more feral than before. She crawled up off the ground angrily.
"Lee, we need you," Cyb screamed above the howling wind.
"Damn it, Cyb. Skip me," I ordered angrily, dodging a punch to the jaw.
I glanced around quick to see if they were continuing when Sarah's fist collided with my jaw this time. Damn her. I threw a right hook at her, busting her lip. At least, I began to hear Di's voice above the screaming noise of wind and thunder.
"Watchtower of the West, Water, I invoke thee. Bind the powers of the one blessed with Spirit," Ondine shouted, dumping the fallen rain that had collected in her chalice into the center of the circle.
Water began to pour heavily down onto Sarah and I as we continued our fight. The ground was becoming insanely muddy, and maintaining my balance was becoming difficult. The exploding balls of energy that burst around us didn't exactly make matters better. Geez, could the boys learn to aim? C'mon it was difficult enough. At least, Sarah was having as much difficulty as me, so for the most part, we were on an even playing ground. She jabbed at my stomach, but I feinted to the right and kneed her in the side. She stumbled backward before charging back at me with her fingers stretched out into claws. I really needed my sisters to hurry up because fighting in the soggy grass wasn't exactly growing easier.
"Watchtower of the North, Earth, I invoke thee. Bind the powers of the Guardian of Spirit," Cybele screamed, pounding her staff into the ground.
As Sarah tried to kick me again, the ground began to shake violently around us. Both of us lost our balance and fell to the ground. The earth suddenly rose up, creating this high plateau that kept rising farther from the ground. We were both trapped on the rising ground. Her eyes suddenly beheld this fear and terror I hadn't seen before. I dived off the rising plateau and somersaulted through the air. Landing on the ground, I dodged more bursts of energy aimed at me and headed towards the circle my sisters had created. I pulled my athame from the back of my jeans, prepared to strike the final blow of the binding.
"Watchtower of the South, Fire…," I began but a tremendous force came slamming into my back before I could finish.
I went flying to the ground, moaning from the agony. The pain was excruciating, and I could hardly breathe. I looked up to see Chase storming towards me, and another ball of energy collided with my body, striking my head with extreme force. The pain only seemed to triple. If I couldn't finish my part, the binding wouldn't work. I began to open my mouth to finish when my body was suddenly flung against the barn like the boys before me. My vision became cloudy, and my eyelids began to droop.
"I'm never going to let you win, bitch," I heard his bitter voice scream before my vision went black.
A/N: I know I'm mean to leave you like that, but I had to. It just means you have a longer chapter next time around. I couldn't resist making Chase the sadist pervert because I never liked him. I hope this chapter had some tension and Chase made your stomach turn. If it did, I did my job. Anyways, please review despite my meanness.