((Last Chapter yay! I've really drawn this sucker out haven't I? I'm better at fluff and depressing emo shit (Check out battle wounds, its some sad crap), so let me know it the battle scenes should go dig a hole and die. The other option is being elected for supreme ruler of the world… Tell me in a review. Woot! Let's get this show on the road! Pikachu* I choose you!))
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*Wow this is sad, I didn't know how to spell Pikachu and it's in my computer's spell-check… show of hands if you think that a win.
Chapter 34
(Chloe POV)
I could hear the battle raging outside, as I hid in the bunker. Trying to drown out the screams, I turned to the book in front of me. Everyone is safe. Only the people who are old enough are fighting. The triplets are fine; the kids are being taken care of by the elders.
I needed to clear my head, so I could do the ritual. A ritual that was a key part of everyone surviving the battle, to avoid complete and total shut down of the world. But my head was pounding, my stomach turning. I was going to puke, I just knew it. I was going to turn away and empty my lunch from my stomach when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see the face of Meeka, Zeek's little sister.
"Hey, freakin' out, huh?" she asked kindly. I nodded weekly, and then burst into tears.
"I-I'm s-sorry," I blubbered. "I-I ju-just can't d-do it!" the 13 year old ghost knelt down and wiped a tear from my face, when her hand brushed my face I jumped. "Y-you, touched-"
"Yeah, I know. Cool right?" she pulled me to my feet. "Tonta, saw that you were teetering on the edge of a mental brake down, and sent me to help. Just 'cuz they can't help doesn't mean someone else cant."
"Thanks."
"Yeah, well, being dead is boring. I can't eat chocolate anymore; I don't have a computer, or internet connection for that matter. Plus, no cool powers." I laughed. "But, come on, don't we have a ritual to do?"
(Traken POV)
A cold wind blew through the room, and I smiled. It was time. The girl was coming; all now I had to do was wait and then kill her. I would have control of the human and sprit realms.
(Chloe POV)
"Thanks Meeka," I spoke into the darkness, but there was no response. "Meeka?" I whispered, but still nothing.
"Hello," an icy voice called from the pitch black. I froze, I knew who that was. "So nice of you to join me," and Traken appeared in front of me, in all his ugly glory.
He brought his hand back and a blade glinted as it came down towards my heart. Ducking, I tried to remember everything Meeka had told me, some same fact about defeating the father of demons. But nothing came to mind, so I took plain B and ran like a bat out of hell.
(Derek* POV)
*Just had a mental brake down, cuz I forgot how to spell his name
I pulled my legs out from under a dead demon. I was cover in a sticky black liquid that came from the body. I think it was blood, but it started to burn my skin, so wasn't to sure. The shook out my black fur, and dogged a large gold lion, entangled with a demon. I tuned and saw Lee jumping over an imp; Raven and Kevin, not to far away fighting there own fight.
It had only been a few minuets and I already knew that this was a lousing battle. There was no chance of use winning, our only hope was Chloe.
(Chloe POV)
Someone screamed. Oh wait it was me. Another pillar exploded behind me, and a showered in white powder and debris came raining down on me. I ducked and tried to calm myself. Come one Chloe, think!
Before I could move again, a cold hand latched on to my shoulder.
(Derek POV)
I ran towards the other wolves, hopping that maybe we could regroup, and come up with a plan. I jumped around a lion and demon on my way to them. I was half way when I deafening scream echoed through the battle field. Mu head shot up to fine the source of the noise. My eye found the crumpled form of Trevn. Lee froze as if she had been shot.
(Chloe POV)
He grabbed my neck and I couldn't move. His nails dug into my skin as he carried me out of the destroyed room and into a room with ropes. The dropped me on the floor. A group of Imps ran forward pulling my up and typing me to the wall.
"I win," he stated coldly. "I'm going to kill you and then rule the world."
Tears made their way down my cheeks, it was over I had failed. I looked up to see Traken wave his hand in front of a large blank wall. A picture appeared, and it moved. It was a battle.
"I wanted to let you see what you were destroying. Who you had let down," he grinned and turned his eyes to the wall. My own eyes searched the scene. I couldn't see my friends anywhere. Then I found them, in a huddle around… someone. I couldn't make out who it was, but then they moved and I had a clear path. Trevn. Lee was on her knees next to him, face in her hands. He was dying, if not already dead. It wasn't right, this little funeral group as a war ragged around them.
It sent a boiling anger into the pit of my stomach. Hatred ran through my vain and I suddenly felt more powerful then I had ever been. My body twisted and contorted around my soul. The ropes snapped and I stood, more terrifying then Traken, by far. He looked back at me and his already white faced paled.
I spoke in the voice that was not my own. "No, I win," and I slashed out.
(Lee POV)
Demons vanished all around us, but I didn't care. My boyfriend, mate, and the father of my kids, was fading. He was my everything, he couldn't die.
"Trevn, can you hear me? If you can, I want you to know that I will never forgive you if you die," I shook his shoulders, as if I could shake him awake. I couldn't.
"Lee?" Chloe's voice spoke next to me. I looked up and there she was. I pulled her into a hug and cried into her hair. "I can help… I-I t-think." I nodded, to numb to speak and moved to give her room.
(Chloe POV)
I put my hands on Trevn's chest and felt for the faint heartbeat. By now, our entire group –our family- had crowded around. They were nursing wounds, but none as bad as Trevn, his body was torn and black blood was seeping from his mouth and nose and eyes.
I closed my eyes and pulled for Trevn's soul, his life force. I found it as he stopped breathing. I desperately seized it and shoved it back into his body. I froze for a moment.
He spluttered awake and opened his eyes. Lee screamed and jumped at him, pulling his lips to her own. When they broke away, he looked up at us all.
I felt Derek's arms snake around my waist as Trevn asked in a week voice, "So did we win?"
I laughed and nodded. We won.
But I couldn't shake the fact that I couldn't remember winning, I couldn't recall killing Traken.
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Wow, this took me way to fricking long! So the prologue is going to go up soon and I will ask you a question then. But you'll just have to wait! Love you all! And please review, it helps.))