Jake cried out and winced severely. "K-Kuri…h-help…" He collapsed on the ground.
"That's IT!" Kuri screamed, closing her eyes. "NINAKO!"
A lovely little girl, with blue pigtails and red eyes—but not a vampire!—and holding a Reaper's staff, appeared in front of Claire, looking pissed.
"Evil spirit!" Ninako pointed her weapon at Claire. "You cannot evade Death. How dare you!" She swung down, but Jake panicked and grabbed her arm.
"That is Kuri's body." Jake explained. "Don't…don't hurt her."
"Worry not, Wolf." Ninako smiled. "This glaive can only harm the dead." She sliced it through Claire, and her soul was absorbed into the blade. "Farewell." She vanished.
Kuri looked up at Jake and smiled. "Miss me?"
Jake hugged her close. "Are you alright?"
Kuri was crying. "Are you?! H-How's your penis?"
Jacob just laughed. "It's alright. I promise. Wanna try it out?"
Kuri groaned, then sobered. "I-I'm sorry. I should have told you Sam was picking on me…now you're hurt…" She touched his chest. "Jake…" Tears fell.
Suddenly Jake began to fade.
"W-What?!" Kuri breathed. "Why?!"
She reached for him. "Fight it! Don't you dare leave me! I'll put Claire to rest, and then I'll bring you back, even if it costs my life!"
Jake solidified a little at that. "Don't you dare die on me!"
Kuri stifled her tears.
"Please don't cry…" Jake whined. "I'll be back. I promise. You'll kick her ass or I will!"
"I can't stand this!" Kuri cried. "It's all my fault!"
"It's not your fault." Jake sighed. "It's hers."