Mobius saw it coming. He saw Niyah as she tried to slam into him. He spun
within the milli-second and grabbed Niyah around the neck and held the
blade to her neck. He had her against him and facing Smith.
"Foolish human." Mobius smiled as he saw the sudden panic in Smith's eyes. "You really care for this cute little battery, don't you?"
Mobius was quick, but the last thing he expected was Niyah's elbow smashing into his nose. The force from the blow caused him to let her go. As soon as he did Niyah spun around and kicked the sword out from his right hand and caught in mid-air and with devastating force and the grace of a lioness rammed the sword into Mobius heart up to the hilt.
Mobius let out a horrible shriek of pain and surprise. But he did not die.
"Get away from him!" Smith warned, but knew it was too late. Mobius grabbed Niyah again and had a death grip on her throat. He turned her so Smith would see her die. And just when Niyah was feeling her life slip away, Mobius sank his teeth into her neck. Crying out in pain, Niyah tried to get him off of her. She thought he was trying to suck the blood out of her, but realized that he was getting lighter. What the hell was he doing to her? She then felt him being pulled away from her. She fell to her knees. She saw her blood spilling onto the ground.
"The bastard bit me," Niyah tried to get up but something was horribly wrong.
As Smith pulled Mobius off, he turned his blood-stained mouth and tried to bite Smith. Smith pushed him off easily. Mobius was now so emaciated and hopelessly light. Smith was sure he could crush his skull into dust but instead he grabbed the sword that was still impaled in Mobius. With the sword still in Mobius' chest, Smith, with a vengeful fury, swung up hard.
Mobius slumped to his knees as his blood began to seep through his clothing. At first with his clothes, the blood looked as if was black as ink, but when it began to spill slowly through some invisible line that appeared in the middle of his face, Smith realized his blood really was black. Smith watched as his clothes, now nearly split in half, began to fall revealing his now skeletal figure. Mobius just looked at him with stone cold eyes. Smith knew he was dying, but he had to be sure and when Mobius still had the capacity and the gall to smile at him, the decision was made. Smith made one last sweep with the sword and watched as Mobius' head fell to the ground, splitting and making the same sound as a sliced grapefruit would make when dropped.
Smith's attention finally shifted when he heard the pup whimper. He saw that the pup was standing beside Niyah; she was still on her hands and knees. He was about to help her when the dog suddenly yipped and ran toward him. Code E. sought refuge behind Smith's legs. It was then Smith knew that she was not his Niyah.
Niyah looked at Smith and let out a growl that was more animal than human. The glint from the sword made her eyes shine and reflect the light like a cat or dog. When she stood up and glared at him, Smith changed his mind. It was more like a wolf. She made the first move. Her speed was ten fold as she wrenched the sword from Smith's grip and caught him unprepared. She had it pointed at him and had every intention of ending his so-called "life" then and there. It was then Smith saw the true extend of the sword's power as the he saw the code begin to glow brighter and burn like fire shaped glyphs. The sword recognized its master. Then Code E. stepped in. He started barking madly at her.
"Get out of the way," Niyah snapped. That was when Smith saw it, a spark of some kind of humanity, or she would not have thought twice about killing the dog; after all it wasn't really alive. Mobius was not able to trans-code his entire program. A part of Niyah was still in there.
"Niyah," Smith said her name as if he was trying to call her back. Smith knew it made a rift when he saw the recognition spark in her eyes. She looked at if her own mind was raging against her. Then her expression softened.
"The next time we meet, one of us will not walk away alive," Niyah said, but Smith could here the sadness in the words. Lowering her sword she went over to Mobius' body and snapped the sword's sheath off his belt and tied to her own. Returning the sword into it rightful place Niyah turned and began to walk away from Smith. She had the virus code running in her now, but not all of it. The bastard was not able to completely over-write her, but he still had her infected and as long as she lives, her purpose was now to hunt things like him. He looked at the pup and saw his sad eyes watch her leave.
"Follow her. Don't let her lose whatever of herself she has left." The pup looked at him and gave a whimper. "Go." The dog hesitated and gave one last farewell yip and finally ran after Niyah.
Niyah saw the pup come after her. "Get away from me, stupid thing." Niyah tried to get him to stay. "Don't you get it? I'm not her anymore." But the pup refused to leave. Then something made her pause as if she was remembering something, like old fond memories. She bent down and saw a collar. It never used to be there. She looked at it more closely and saw the tag: Code E. I belong to Niyah.
Niyah felt the invading code in her urging her to begin her hunt, but something else quelled it.
"You're my link, Code E." Niyah picked up the pup and gave it a gentle hug. "You're my link to what I used to be. So be it." Niyah put Code E. down and allowed him to follow her. She still had a part of her old self and that was what mattered. Maybe she could fight this and win, but if not, at least she had a friend.
Smith watched from the rooftop as Niyah and Code E. walked away. He then felt the barriers made by the virus hunter lift. He could feel the shift and knew that he could once again manipulate the code so he can make copies of himself again. The first thing he should have thought of was to get another host and begin to rebuild his army again, but what he was thinking, was when will he see Niyah again and if that was the day he would finally be terminated for good. It wasn't as if he feared it or was even worried about it; in fact he was looking forward to it, to see his Niyah again.
"Foolish human." Mobius smiled as he saw the sudden panic in Smith's eyes. "You really care for this cute little battery, don't you?"
Mobius was quick, but the last thing he expected was Niyah's elbow smashing into his nose. The force from the blow caused him to let her go. As soon as he did Niyah spun around and kicked the sword out from his right hand and caught in mid-air and with devastating force and the grace of a lioness rammed the sword into Mobius heart up to the hilt.
Mobius let out a horrible shriek of pain and surprise. But he did not die.
"Get away from him!" Smith warned, but knew it was too late. Mobius grabbed Niyah again and had a death grip on her throat. He turned her so Smith would see her die. And just when Niyah was feeling her life slip away, Mobius sank his teeth into her neck. Crying out in pain, Niyah tried to get him off of her. She thought he was trying to suck the blood out of her, but realized that he was getting lighter. What the hell was he doing to her? She then felt him being pulled away from her. She fell to her knees. She saw her blood spilling onto the ground.
"The bastard bit me," Niyah tried to get up but something was horribly wrong.
As Smith pulled Mobius off, he turned his blood-stained mouth and tried to bite Smith. Smith pushed him off easily. Mobius was now so emaciated and hopelessly light. Smith was sure he could crush his skull into dust but instead he grabbed the sword that was still impaled in Mobius. With the sword still in Mobius' chest, Smith, with a vengeful fury, swung up hard.
Mobius slumped to his knees as his blood began to seep through his clothing. At first with his clothes, the blood looked as if was black as ink, but when it began to spill slowly through some invisible line that appeared in the middle of his face, Smith realized his blood really was black. Smith watched as his clothes, now nearly split in half, began to fall revealing his now skeletal figure. Mobius just looked at him with stone cold eyes. Smith knew he was dying, but he had to be sure and when Mobius still had the capacity and the gall to smile at him, the decision was made. Smith made one last sweep with the sword and watched as Mobius' head fell to the ground, splitting and making the same sound as a sliced grapefruit would make when dropped.
Smith's attention finally shifted when he heard the pup whimper. He saw that the pup was standing beside Niyah; she was still on her hands and knees. He was about to help her when the dog suddenly yipped and ran toward him. Code E. sought refuge behind Smith's legs. It was then Smith knew that she was not his Niyah.
Niyah looked at Smith and let out a growl that was more animal than human. The glint from the sword made her eyes shine and reflect the light like a cat or dog. When she stood up and glared at him, Smith changed his mind. It was more like a wolf. She made the first move. Her speed was ten fold as she wrenched the sword from Smith's grip and caught him unprepared. She had it pointed at him and had every intention of ending his so-called "life" then and there. It was then Smith saw the true extend of the sword's power as the he saw the code begin to glow brighter and burn like fire shaped glyphs. The sword recognized its master. Then Code E. stepped in. He started barking madly at her.
"Get out of the way," Niyah snapped. That was when Smith saw it, a spark of some kind of humanity, or she would not have thought twice about killing the dog; after all it wasn't really alive. Mobius was not able to trans-code his entire program. A part of Niyah was still in there.
"Niyah," Smith said her name as if he was trying to call her back. Smith knew it made a rift when he saw the recognition spark in her eyes. She looked at if her own mind was raging against her. Then her expression softened.
"The next time we meet, one of us will not walk away alive," Niyah said, but Smith could here the sadness in the words. Lowering her sword she went over to Mobius' body and snapped the sword's sheath off his belt and tied to her own. Returning the sword into it rightful place Niyah turned and began to walk away from Smith. She had the virus code running in her now, but not all of it. The bastard was not able to completely over-write her, but he still had her infected and as long as she lives, her purpose was now to hunt things like him. He looked at the pup and saw his sad eyes watch her leave.
"Follow her. Don't let her lose whatever of herself she has left." The pup looked at him and gave a whimper. "Go." The dog hesitated and gave one last farewell yip and finally ran after Niyah.
Niyah saw the pup come after her. "Get away from me, stupid thing." Niyah tried to get him to stay. "Don't you get it? I'm not her anymore." But the pup refused to leave. Then something made her pause as if she was remembering something, like old fond memories. She bent down and saw a collar. It never used to be there. She looked at it more closely and saw the tag: Code E. I belong to Niyah.
Niyah felt the invading code in her urging her to begin her hunt, but something else quelled it.
"You're my link, Code E." Niyah picked up the pup and gave it a gentle hug. "You're my link to what I used to be. So be it." Niyah put Code E. down and allowed him to follow her. She still had a part of her old self and that was what mattered. Maybe she could fight this and win, but if not, at least she had a friend.
Smith watched from the rooftop as Niyah and Code E. walked away. He then felt the barriers made by the virus hunter lift. He could feel the shift and knew that he could once again manipulate the code so he can make copies of himself again. The first thing he should have thought of was to get another host and begin to rebuild his army again, but what he was thinking, was when will he see Niyah again and if that was the day he would finally be terminated for good. It wasn't as if he feared it or was even worried about it; in fact he was looking forward to it, to see his Niyah again.