Authors note: This is the last chapter unless you guys want a Babykins II.
So Thankyou to everyone for reviewing my story, I really hope you liked it.
Thankyou to Pez and Elf who helped me with this story…a lot! So please
review one last time and tell me if I should get the other one going.
Thankyou again
~Xera~
Chapter 11- The Guardian
Babykins was sleeping pleasantly when he heard something. It took a moment to realize what the noise was, or what was happening for that matter. It all happened so fast that it startled the puppy for a brief second. The collar on the dog glowed and then without any warning turned into a full doggy suit of armor, and then just as quick as it came, it left again. But the stone in the collar was still glowing, there was no mistake that this was a doggy WitchBlade and it possessed some of the same powers as the human gauntlet. After the transformation the tired yet alert puppy got up and walked to the window to see what it was that woke him form his peaceful slumber.
That's when he was it The darkened figure approaches his well-known perch once again cloaked in the stillness of the night. He jumps from the street to the fire escape and lands softly on the rusted metal. He can just barely see inside the apartment of the woman he had sworn to protect for all eternity. It was an oath he had sworn many millennia ago and in witness of powers stronger than any known to man, or beast for that matter. Tonight, the shadow's goal was solely for reconciliation, to forgive and leave a final message.
He was about to go far, far away, but not as far as someone else. He saw his nemesis, his successor, and his only true ally inside the dimly lighted apartment. This "enemy-yet-friend" was who the dark knight had sought and was sitting calmly observing his pursuer from the other side of the window. The shadow-man could only make out his ally's silhouette barely.
All of a sudden, a flash of lightning split the city skyline in half, accompanied by a heart-shaking peal of thunder. The dark stranger spun around, almost inhumanly quick, and drew what appeared to be an ancient, yet well cared for, sword from a scabbard hidden beneath the long overcoat he wore. The light had briefly illuminated the shadow's nemesis. Realizing his opportunity, the dark knight put his ancient sword away and turned towards his opponent. The dark Knight then quietly whispered, as if not wanting to waken any sleeping spirits that may haunt his lady's apartment, or fire escape for that matter.
"So, you are now there for her. Watch her well, Babykins!" His final words for his rival
With that, the shadow man passed on his job of Watcher of the Blade to one more prepared to help the wielder.
The dark Knight went off, as quiet as a cat, and for the final time; he left his lady's fire escape. Walking into the horizon and the rosy, morning sun, the shadow man left with no other recognition than that of a gentle "Ruff" of admiration from the enemy he left behind.
~Xera~
Chapter 11- The Guardian
Babykins was sleeping pleasantly when he heard something. It took a moment to realize what the noise was, or what was happening for that matter. It all happened so fast that it startled the puppy for a brief second. The collar on the dog glowed and then without any warning turned into a full doggy suit of armor, and then just as quick as it came, it left again. But the stone in the collar was still glowing, there was no mistake that this was a doggy WitchBlade and it possessed some of the same powers as the human gauntlet. After the transformation the tired yet alert puppy got up and walked to the window to see what it was that woke him form his peaceful slumber.
That's when he was it The darkened figure approaches his well-known perch once again cloaked in the stillness of the night. He jumps from the street to the fire escape and lands softly on the rusted metal. He can just barely see inside the apartment of the woman he had sworn to protect for all eternity. It was an oath he had sworn many millennia ago and in witness of powers stronger than any known to man, or beast for that matter. Tonight, the shadow's goal was solely for reconciliation, to forgive and leave a final message.
He was about to go far, far away, but not as far as someone else. He saw his nemesis, his successor, and his only true ally inside the dimly lighted apartment. This "enemy-yet-friend" was who the dark knight had sought and was sitting calmly observing his pursuer from the other side of the window. The shadow-man could only make out his ally's silhouette barely.
All of a sudden, a flash of lightning split the city skyline in half, accompanied by a heart-shaking peal of thunder. The dark stranger spun around, almost inhumanly quick, and drew what appeared to be an ancient, yet well cared for, sword from a scabbard hidden beneath the long overcoat he wore. The light had briefly illuminated the shadow's nemesis. Realizing his opportunity, the dark knight put his ancient sword away and turned towards his opponent. The dark Knight then quietly whispered, as if not wanting to waken any sleeping spirits that may haunt his lady's apartment, or fire escape for that matter.
"So, you are now there for her. Watch her well, Babykins!" His final words for his rival
With that, the shadow man passed on his job of Watcher of the Blade to one more prepared to help the wielder.
The dark Knight went off, as quiet as a cat, and for the final time; he left his lady's fire escape. Walking into the horizon and the rosy, morning sun, the shadow man left with no other recognition than that of a gentle "Ruff" of admiration from the enemy he left behind.