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Chapter 8: The Duel/ the end

Jack stood in the open area of the castle. He was on his horse and in the ballroom. The ballroom led to the upstairs. He waited.

Aaron marched out from the top balcony to look down on his ballroom floor. He saw Jack standing there, on horseback. "Well, well, what brings you here, Jack?"

Jack looked up. He had already seen him standing there. "I have come for the person that you intend on eating."

Aaron gave a wild laugh, "I don't intend on eating the person. I don't eat. My Wendigo's now, they eat." He said as he slowly descended from the top stairs.

Jack glared at him, "I want the person Aaron." He said in a dark, deep voice.

Aaron gave a grin with his sharp jagged teeth, "Then, you will have to fight for him."

Jack gave a cross look to Aaron, "HIM?"

"Yes Jack, what did you think. Did you think it was a fare rose, or perhaps a gorgeous gem?"

Jack smiled a wicked smile, "For some reason, I don't mind that it be a male. I find that even more, perplexing." He said with a smile, getting off of his horse.

Aaron smiled as he reached the bottom step, "You talk big words, Jack, but can you really kill me?"

Jack gave a laugh, "If you were killable, I would." He gave a look that made Aaron shiver a bit.

Aaron gave a small sigh, "Oh well, I guess there is only one way to settle this, a duel. First to get 3 points on the other, wins the man."

Jack smiled, "I approve. I will take your challenge." Jack drew a sword that he had taken with him. It hung to his side. He drew it out and then pointed it at Aaron, "Draw your weapon."

Aaron smiled as he drew his own weapon, a sword of course. He came closer to Jack. Then, he charged. Jack did the same.

Swords clanged and the two men of the dead fought with power normal humans would not be able to even conjure up. Jack got the first point. Knocking Aaron off of his feet. Aaron got a point as well.

Then, both of them were tide. Jack gave a smile, "You got better?"

Aaron gave a heave of breath, "Yes, same with you I see." He looked at Jack's torn shirt, "You're all cut up."

Jack gave a light laugh, "So are you." They both shared a small silence. Then, Aaron gave a growl and then put his hand in the air. Suddenly, a black, bleeding in some areas horse charged at both of them. The horse looked to be bleeding due to gunshots. Aaron smiled and then got onto his horse. Jack gave a small nod. Then, he got onto his own horse.

Aaron led his horse to the beginning of the ballroom. Jack went to the end of the ballroom. The two horses then faced each other. The men on the horses gave a look at each other, then, both charged. An old fashioned jousting competition you might say. Nothing like the good old days, eh?

Both of the horses raced faster, and faster toward each other. Both gave wild grunts that told that nether of them were backing down. Jack kept his eyes on Aaron's. Aaron kept his sword in front of him, aimed at Jack. Just as Jack did the same.

Both men made contact. Their swords, piercing the others bones, or flesh.

But, Aaron was the one to fall in the end. Aaron fell off of his horse. He sat on the ground a second. Jack stayed on his horse, the sword in his chest. He pulled it out and then walked over to Aaron.

Aaron looked up at him. He then pulled his sword out of his own body. He looked at Jack, "You win, again."

Jack nodded. "Don't worry, someday you might win again." Jack looked around, "Which room is he in Aaron?"

Aaron pointed up the stairs, "The room to the right, go down the hall way, the last room on the left. The door is locked." He gave Jack the keys. "Hurry, or the Wendigo's might get mad."

Jack nodded, then he ran up the stairs.

UP IN THE ROOM:

Victor felt a bit ill. He looked down at the ground. He put his head in his hands, then he said slowly, not knowing that Jack was right outside of the door listening to him, "Oh, Victoria, I do miss you. How I urn to see your body, and your soft touch." He gave a sigh.

Jack looked down at his feet and gave a small sigh, 'He is still in love with someone else.' Then he opened the door. As he did, Victor rose. Victor looked at the bony man as he entered the room. Jack looked at Victor as he saw him stand. Both looked at each other a few seconds. Victor wasn't scared for some odd reason. Jack didn't think that the man would be this young, or this attractive. Jack looked at him, "Come…" He couldn't finish. He was too star struck by Victor's lovely figure.

Victor looked at jack, he was thinking this, 'Oh, my, god, he is hott.' He didn't dare say it aloud. He then said, "My…name is Victor."

Jack came to his senses, "My name is Jack. I…Are you not afraid of me?"

Victor gave a slight laugh and then held one of his arms with one of this hands, "I am use to it you could say." He then looked at Jack, "You aren't going to kill me, are you?"

Jack looked at him, "No…no…I've come to…" He almost couldn't say it. It hurt him to think that this man that he had been dreaming about all this time was right here in front of him. And now, he couldn't even love him. He still loved someone else. Jack almost cried, but he didn't. "I've come to…take you…home." Was all he could say. He could see how attractive and attached he was now to Victor even though this was his first time laying eyes on him.

Victor gave a small smile, "Oh good. I've been waiting for you then." Victor slowly began to pass out. Jack caught him as he fell. He could feel how soft Victor's skin was. He slowly began to rise, holding Victor inside of his skeleton arms. He gently carried him down the steps. As he went down, he couldn't stop looking down at Victor's face. He and Victor looked like two angels from Aaron's view. Aaron raised his head to look. When he saw them, he couldn't help but to smile at the sight, "You two look good together."

Jack gave Aaron a small sigh, "He loves someone else." Was all he could say.

Aaron looked at Jack, he could feel a tinge of pity for the skeleton king, "You could keep him here, I could have his brain drained, or something. Then, he could love you."

Jack let his horse settle with the weight of both of the men, "I can't, his heart is with someone else." He then laid Victor across his lap and then let the horse slowly walk out. Aaron watched. No one interfered with their leave. No Wendigo's stopped them, nothing seemed to want to bug them. They looked like something you couldn't break, you couldn't hurt. But in reality, both were so hurt and broken, they were what made happiness not even compare to a world full of misery and wooh.

Jack knew where to take Victor, the place he had entered by.

When they got there, Jack gave a small smile as he looked upon Victor one last time. He let a single tear fall from his face, then he said, "I don't know you, and yet, you have my heart." He gave Victor a hug. Then, he gently placed his bony lips on Victor's. They were so soft. So gentle. So, perfect.

"Wake up." Jack whispered into Victor's slumbering body.

Victor's eyes shot open. He looked around him, he was home. Well, he was really back in the graveyard, but somewhat close to home. He looked at his hand because something felt heavy on it. It was a small ring. It was in the shape of a skull with a snake coiled across the finder. It said on the snake's body, "Jack."

Victor gave a small smile, "So, it wasn't a dream." He whispered lowly.

He looked up to the sky. There was a full moon. For a second, he thought he could see a face on the moon. It wasn't a human face though; it was one of a skeleton's.

The end.

I hope you enjoyed this. No, I took it easy on all of you. Normally, someone dies in my story. You should all feel blessed. Now, review please. I have other stories to type. Good-bye. Flamers fuck off.

-D.D.Darkwriter

I can only see you on the moon. I don't have to be alive as long as I know you are here with me.