Switch blade symphony

He could not die. He would not die.

In the swirling black abyss, where there had been a black chasm, there was life! There was feeling, he could feel, there was passion. It was real; he would not meet the smoldering sun in hopes of never returning to this sweet earth.

His blood, old blood, healing blood.

The liquid of life flowed between them, he began to whisper there old language, an ancient sacred language. The bond was forming.

He would make them one. There hearts would join, and the tattered remains of there soul would weave together. He would make them one for eternity.( A/n I know this is killing the 'omg I'm in love don't kill me" mood but isn't that kinda freaky? O.o)

He tried to fight it, he tried to leave him as an innocent free of the burden he withheld through his life. But the words were wrenched from deep with in his soul. He spoke the ritual, he spoke there sacred language, they would now be bound together for all of existence.

I claim you as my lifemate. I belong to you. I offer my life to you. I
give you my protection, my allegiance, my heart, my soul, and my body.
Your life happiness and welfare I will hold above al else. You are my
 lifemate, bound to me for eternity and always in my care. ( A/N I know
killing the mood again but, wouldn't it be great if all guys were that
worshiping over you? Please tell me were I can buy one! )

There was another sin to add to his black soul. He claimed an innocent
full of life and love. When he met his maker this sin would go above all
others.

He was weak from healing his wounds, and giving him a large volume of his
blood only added to it. He drank in his body, inhaled his scent and
imprinting him on his mind for eternity.

The warning came to him as nothing more than a brush of fur against a
chair, but a warning was a warning. Draco sprang to his feet snarling to
meet the oncoming threat to his mate exposing gleaming white teeth.

It was a huge panther, a good 200 pounds , its inky black eyes fixed
directly on his gleaming with malevolence. Draco flew into the air to
meet the leopard shape-shifting in mid air muscles rippling and body
lengthening under thick fur.

They met in mid air snarling, two cats in there prime both intent on
protecting the boy laying injured on the stage, neither knowing the
others intent. The black cat determined to fight to death, Draco wished
to save its life. The black cat arched in a half circle, swiping at
Draco, and Draco felt the rake of razor sharp claws ripping into his
side. He lunged at his opponent managing to score four long furrows on
its soft under belly. The Panther hissed softly, now filled with hate and
defiance, with renewed determination, with retaliation, vengeance.

Draco reached to the beasts mind, he found it in a red haze full of
hatred and anger, with a powerful need to destroy. He sprung away, he did
not want to kill the beautiful animal. The panther leaped to the boy on
the ground in a possessive protective fashion. Draco knew that the cat
meant to kill him and protect the boy. He knew he would have to kill the
cat or flee. He knew that with the dark liquid he had given the boy he
didn't have any to spare and with 4 furrows on his side with the life
elixir slipping from his body he would have to run.

His life was now tied to his mate, he reached to the beasts mind again ,
it was set on protecting he boy, he knew it was safe to leave, Draco
backed away his inky black muzzle flashing in the light. There was hardly
a warning this time a rustle of fur as a second cat sprang towards him.

He leaped to the bar escaping a swipe from the beast he saw two more cats
circling around him, snarling he ran and leapt towards the door stalking
off into the night He ran knowing if he put enough distance between them
the cats would not hunt him.

He went over his movements in the bar, why hadn't the panther subjected
to his mind control? Never had it failed him before, the black cats mind
had been different from the others he had ever met, and the cat was far
more intelligent then those he had ever met before. And the cats had been
working in unison, something highly uncommon among the species and had
treated the boy with protection and not as prey.

Draco turned his mind to more important matters, some were there was six
humans threatening his mate. His instinct overcame him willing him to
bring dark Carpathian justice to them. Removing the danger to Harry as
soon as possible.

He could not let the assassins go free, he left his mind to tatter along
the memories of the scents from the attackers willing him self to seek
them out. He found the first body in thick brush not ten yards from the
back of the bar. Draco shimmered into solid form, pressing a hand to the
claw mars on his side not wanting to leave evidence of his presence
behind. Though there was no sign of struggle, the assassins neck was
broken. Draco found the second body a few yards ahead tucked away in an
alley. It was sprawled against a wall half in half out of a puddle of
oil. There was a hole the size of a mans fist were the heart would have
been, if it was still there.

Draco stiffened this was equal to the ritual killings of the Carpathians,
not the killings of humans like stakes through the heart and garlic. It
also looked like Remus early work. Though now Remus would have not wasted
time and would have killed the man with one swift blow. But this was
retribution some one had taken a personal hand in each death, but who?

A/n ok guys! The third chapter Is up! I know its short but I'm trying I
never finish my stories but I'm trying to get this one to work plz review
I'm counting on you!!!!!!!!
And I'll try to make the 4th one longer...you know if I get enough
reviews...so review..alot! .