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A/N: Sorry for the delay. . .I just came back from biology camp. It beats me why they force people to sleep in tents in the middle of winter. Some of you completely misunderstood what I was saying in the last chapter when I asked you about 'the kids issue' with Cole and Phoebe. I didn't mean for this story, I meant in general. See, I'm trying to come up with a new story, and I just wanted to see what kind of stuff you guys liked. Anyway, thanks for the reviews and the feedback. Hope this chapter does it for you guys.
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"Poor, perfect Phoebe. So weak. . .yet wanted dead by so many. Why?" She once again formed a fireball in her hand. Phoebe gritted her teeth, she didn't say a word. "No matter. . .it all ends now anyway."
Phoebe's mind was working in slow motion. She looked at Cole, sprawled on the ground. He was stirring slightly, and she felt the sudden urge to go to him. It was the fact that her feet were frozen to the ground in fright that kept her where she was. Again, she turned her gaze to Rasilyn, who was smiling as though she had just won the lottery. She watched as Rasilyn pulled back her hand, and then threw the fireball directly at her. Before she knew exactly what she was doing, Phoebe leapt from the ground and threw herself to the side to dodge the fireball, rolling across the ground and immediately standing up to face Rasilyn again. Although surprised at her own action, she felt the fear leave her, and she frowned slightly.
Rasilyn's smile vanished in a split second as she watched Phoebe dodge her fireball. In a rage she threw another one, just to see Phoebe leap out of the way just in time once again. She formed another fireball above her hand.
"You can't dodge every one." Rasilyn hissed.
She threw the fireball, and as Phoebe once again tried to jump out of the way, it hit her on the edge of her shoulder and she fell to the floor clutching it, a single groan escaping her lips. She lifted her hand to examine her injured shoulder and grimaced slightly as the saw the darkly burnt skin, traces of blood seeping through what clothing was still covering her shoulder. She looked up as Rasilyn approached her, and slowly crawled backwards until her back hit the wall. Rasilyn wasn't wearing any smile of satisfaction. Instead she looked determined. Determined to kill Phoebe. She formed a fireball in her hand, relishing the power she now most definitely had.
"Goodbye Phoebe, it's been nice."
Phoebe watched helplessly as Rasilyn stood over her, the fireball poised to be thrown. And as Rasilyn pulled back her arm, Phoebe grimaced slightly. A sudden shout from the other side of the room distracted them as they both turned to see where it came from.
Cole formed a fireball in his right hand, holding onto the wall for support with his left. He glared at Rasilyn as she tilted her head, surprised to see him alive and kicking. Cole suddenly threw the fireball, only to have it miss Rasilyn as she stepped calmly out of the way. Cole felt his left arm collapse and he stumbled to keep his balance as Rasilyn drew back her arm to release her fireball. It took Phoebe a fraction of a second before deciding what to do. She leapt from the ground and threw herself against Rasilyn, sending them both crashing to the ground, the fireball flying into the wall. As Phoebe struggled to hold down Rasilyn, Cole was trying to prevent himself from falling unconscious. The fireball that had hit him minutes ago had completely disorientated him. He caught one glance at Phoebe being overpowered by Rasilyn and all traces of unconsciousness disappeared. With what energy he had left he conjured up as last fireball.
"Phoebe. . ." He tried to call out, but his voice seemed to have failed him. "Phoebe!" He shouted out again, this time getting her attention. She looked up at him, then to the fireball in his hand. As if in reply, Rasilyn sent Phoebe flying into the wall.
Cole hesitated as he watched Rasilyn climb to her feet, oblivious of him standing behind her poised to throw the fireball. Was this what he wanted? To give up everything he had ever known. . .for a relationship he could never have? His hesitation lasted less than a second as another question entered his mind. Could he just stand by and watch Phoebe die? No. A simple no. He loved her too much to let any harm come to her.
"No." He said firmly, alerting Rasilyn to his presence behind her. She smirked when she saw him.
"Again, Belthazor. . ." Before Rasilyn could continue, Cole through the fireball. Faster and harder than either of them anticipated. It made swift contact with Rasilyn, the flames growing bigger around her. She let out one last, long scream, before disappearing in amongst ash and flames. As the flames too disappeared, a deafening silence filled the room. Phoebe used the wall to stand up. She looked around the room, her eyes finally resting on Cole, his arm still outstretched. He dropped his arm suddenly and looked up, his eyes catching hers. Holding eye contact, he sighed, and then looked away.
"You should get out of here. Before the Source decides to send someone else." He said softly, before turning and examining the damage done to the room. When phoebe didn't move he turned to look at her again. "I'm not kidd--" He stopped as a massive pain hit him in the abdomen. He let out a breath and clutched his stomach desperately, before collapsing to the ground.
"Cole. . .what's going on. . .?" Phoebe asked confused. She hesitated momentarily before quickly stepping forward and kneeling beside him. "You're hurt." She said, laying a hand gently on his abdomen. Cole placed his hand on hers and lifted it away from him.
"I'll be fine." He said, the pain dying away. As he pulled himself into a seated position, his eyes fell on Phoebe's injured shoulder. "You didn't come out too good either." He said, brushing her wound lightly, causing her to grimace slightly before pulling away. He looked at the floor.
"I'll be fine." She said in a half mocking tone. He gave her a sideways glance, before his body was once again hit with a sharp pain. He grimaced noticeably and clenched his teeth. "I'm not sure you will be though. . ." She said, obviously uncomfortable.
"I'll be fine." He repeated both their words again, more firmly, as the pain dies down. He felt a wave of dizziness overcome him, and the room became slightly blurry. "You have to go."
"As much as I hate you right now," Phoebe began, "I'm not about to watch you die." She tried to help him sit up but he pushed her away.
"They can track me. Go, I'll be okay." He didn't grimace as the pain overtook him, as he hardly felt it as the room began to fall away into his subconscious.
"Cole. . .come on. . ." He heard Phoebe's voice, but couldn't determine where it was coming from. "Cole. . ." Silence filled the air, blurry, indistinguishable figures were all around him.
"Go. . ." He let out in a soft breath. "Please. . ." And then it all went black.
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Yes, to all of you, I am aware of how short that was. I'll try to make the next one longer. Anyway, review and tell me how it was. Oh, and someone please shoot that Jason Dean guy. I see absolutely no attraction. He's got nothing on Cole. Nothing!
A/N: Sorry for the delay. . .I just came back from biology camp. It beats me why they force people to sleep in tents in the middle of winter. Some of you completely misunderstood what I was saying in the last chapter when I asked you about 'the kids issue' with Cole and Phoebe. I didn't mean for this story, I meant in general. See, I'm trying to come up with a new story, and I just wanted to see what kind of stuff you guys liked. Anyway, thanks for the reviews and the feedback. Hope this chapter does it for you guys.
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"Poor, perfect Phoebe. So weak. . .yet wanted dead by so many. Why?" She once again formed a fireball in her hand. Phoebe gritted her teeth, she didn't say a word. "No matter. . .it all ends now anyway."
Phoebe's mind was working in slow motion. She looked at Cole, sprawled on the ground. He was stirring slightly, and she felt the sudden urge to go to him. It was the fact that her feet were frozen to the ground in fright that kept her where she was. Again, she turned her gaze to Rasilyn, who was smiling as though she had just won the lottery. She watched as Rasilyn pulled back her hand, and then threw the fireball directly at her. Before she knew exactly what she was doing, Phoebe leapt from the ground and threw herself to the side to dodge the fireball, rolling across the ground and immediately standing up to face Rasilyn again. Although surprised at her own action, she felt the fear leave her, and she frowned slightly.
Rasilyn's smile vanished in a split second as she watched Phoebe dodge her fireball. In a rage she threw another one, just to see Phoebe leap out of the way just in time once again. She formed another fireball above her hand.
"You can't dodge every one." Rasilyn hissed.
She threw the fireball, and as Phoebe once again tried to jump out of the way, it hit her on the edge of her shoulder and she fell to the floor clutching it, a single groan escaping her lips. She lifted her hand to examine her injured shoulder and grimaced slightly as the saw the darkly burnt skin, traces of blood seeping through what clothing was still covering her shoulder. She looked up as Rasilyn approached her, and slowly crawled backwards until her back hit the wall. Rasilyn wasn't wearing any smile of satisfaction. Instead she looked determined. Determined to kill Phoebe. She formed a fireball in her hand, relishing the power she now most definitely had.
"Goodbye Phoebe, it's been nice."
Phoebe watched helplessly as Rasilyn stood over her, the fireball poised to be thrown. And as Rasilyn pulled back her arm, Phoebe grimaced slightly. A sudden shout from the other side of the room distracted them as they both turned to see where it came from.
Cole formed a fireball in his right hand, holding onto the wall for support with his left. He glared at Rasilyn as she tilted her head, surprised to see him alive and kicking. Cole suddenly threw the fireball, only to have it miss Rasilyn as she stepped calmly out of the way. Cole felt his left arm collapse and he stumbled to keep his balance as Rasilyn drew back her arm to release her fireball. It took Phoebe a fraction of a second before deciding what to do. She leapt from the ground and threw herself against Rasilyn, sending them both crashing to the ground, the fireball flying into the wall. As Phoebe struggled to hold down Rasilyn, Cole was trying to prevent himself from falling unconscious. The fireball that had hit him minutes ago had completely disorientated him. He caught one glance at Phoebe being overpowered by Rasilyn and all traces of unconsciousness disappeared. With what energy he had left he conjured up as last fireball.
"Phoebe. . ." He tried to call out, but his voice seemed to have failed him. "Phoebe!" He shouted out again, this time getting her attention. She looked up at him, then to the fireball in his hand. As if in reply, Rasilyn sent Phoebe flying into the wall.
Cole hesitated as he watched Rasilyn climb to her feet, oblivious of him standing behind her poised to throw the fireball. Was this what he wanted? To give up everything he had ever known. . .for a relationship he could never have? His hesitation lasted less than a second as another question entered his mind. Could he just stand by and watch Phoebe die? No. A simple no. He loved her too much to let any harm come to her.
"No." He said firmly, alerting Rasilyn to his presence behind her. She smirked when she saw him.
"Again, Belthazor. . ." Before Rasilyn could continue, Cole through the fireball. Faster and harder than either of them anticipated. It made swift contact with Rasilyn, the flames growing bigger around her. She let out one last, long scream, before disappearing in amongst ash and flames. As the flames too disappeared, a deafening silence filled the room. Phoebe used the wall to stand up. She looked around the room, her eyes finally resting on Cole, his arm still outstretched. He dropped his arm suddenly and looked up, his eyes catching hers. Holding eye contact, he sighed, and then looked away.
"You should get out of here. Before the Source decides to send someone else." He said softly, before turning and examining the damage done to the room. When phoebe didn't move he turned to look at her again. "I'm not kidd--" He stopped as a massive pain hit him in the abdomen. He let out a breath and clutched his stomach desperately, before collapsing to the ground.
"Cole. . .what's going on. . .?" Phoebe asked confused. She hesitated momentarily before quickly stepping forward and kneeling beside him. "You're hurt." She said, laying a hand gently on his abdomen. Cole placed his hand on hers and lifted it away from him.
"I'll be fine." He said, the pain dying away. As he pulled himself into a seated position, his eyes fell on Phoebe's injured shoulder. "You didn't come out too good either." He said, brushing her wound lightly, causing her to grimace slightly before pulling away. He looked at the floor.
"I'll be fine." She said in a half mocking tone. He gave her a sideways glance, before his body was once again hit with a sharp pain. He grimaced noticeably and clenched his teeth. "I'm not sure you will be though. . ." She said, obviously uncomfortable.
"I'll be fine." He repeated both their words again, more firmly, as the pain dies down. He felt a wave of dizziness overcome him, and the room became slightly blurry. "You have to go."
"As much as I hate you right now," Phoebe began, "I'm not about to watch you die." She tried to help him sit up but he pushed her away.
"They can track me. Go, I'll be okay." He didn't grimace as the pain overtook him, as he hardly felt it as the room began to fall away into his subconscious.
"Cole. . .come on. . ." He heard Phoebe's voice, but couldn't determine where it was coming from. "Cole. . ." Silence filled the air, blurry, indistinguishable figures were all around him.
"Go. . ." He let out in a soft breath. "Please. . ." And then it all went black.
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Yes, to all of you, I am aware of how short that was. I'll try to make the next one longer. Anyway, review and tell me how it was. Oh, and someone please shoot that Jason Dean guy. I see absolutely no attraction. He's got nothing on Cole. Nothing!