Way of the Wolfe
Methos moved a few steps back and looked at Amanda. "Tell us when to begin," he said to her. Amanda sucked in a breath of air and looked at Nick. Nick just nodded his head and took a few steps back as well.
Amanda closed her eyes to keep from crying. "There can be only One," she said in a broken voice. With that said, Methos moved in a step while Nick drew his pistol from behind his back and shot Methos three times in the chest. Methos looked down at his wounds and gave a small weak smile before collapsing to the ground, dead. Amanda looked at Nick in shock. Nick gave her a smug shrug and walked over to Methos' body.
"There can be only One," he said as he raised his sword above his head to strike at Methos' prone body.
"NO!" shouted Kiar as she rushed forward with her sword drawn. She barely got her sword in the way of Nick's before it struck Methos. "That is not how his head will be taken."
Nick looked at her with an uncharacteristically cold smile. "Teach him better," said mocking her with her own words. "The next time we meet, he loses his head."
Kiar pulled away from Nick with a flash of rage. Nick just shook his head in disgust and walked off. Amanda still stood there in disbelief. Kiar knelt down by the body of Methos and pulled his head into her arms. Quietly, Amanda moved over and put her hand on Kiar's shoulder. "Go," said Kiar. Amanda pulled back her hand and ran off after Nick.
It took her a few moments to catch up to Nick. He had put his sword away and was walking with his hands in his pockets. "What did you do that for, Nick?" asked Amanda confused.
"You all told me I couldn't beat him," said Nick. "I never said I didn't believe you. I thought that this would be the best way to diffuse the whole situation. Let's just go home, I'm tired." Amanda smiled and wrapped her arms around one of his and leaned her head against his shoulder as they walked off into the night.
Methos awoke with a great start and looked up at Kiar. "He's smarter than I thought," he said with a cough as he tried to stand.
"He is indeed," agreed Kiar as she kissed Methos on the lips and brought one of his hands up to rest upon her cheek.
To be continued…
