Chapter 8.
Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Vampire Princess Miyu. So there. I own the poem not matter how short it is!
This is not the end
I promise you
When the time comes, we shall meet again
And be with each other for all eternity
Miyu laid her head down and stared up at the sky. 'No! Larva you can't be dead.' She could hear the murmur of thunder in the distance signaling the coming of a thunderstorm. Miyu smiled. What a wonderful backdrop for her demise.
Carlua suddenly loamed over her like a vision of death that would soon come. Miyu stared up at her half surprised to see tears in her eyes.
"What's wrong Carlua?" Miyu asked. "Isn't this what you wanted? To see Larva and I lying on the ground in a bloody heap a your feet?"
Carlua began to tremble visibly as if to suppress a wall of emotion that was threatening to fall down upon her and bury her underneath the rubble. She stepped forward and stepped on Miyu's hand. Miyu suppressed her cries as she felt the fragile bones in her hand begin to break.
"If things had been different," Carlua began, "you would have already been dead a long time ago."
"And if I hadn't been so merciful to you five years ago, you would have already been returned to the darkness." Miyu countered weakly. Her blood, her strength, was still pouring out from the wounds she had sustained during battle. A strange rush of courage that filled her full pushed her to counter her. "To bad I didn't push you of a cliff when I had the chance."
Carlua scowled as Miyu managed to laugh quietly to herself. "You are such a child, Carlua," Miyu continued, "but I guess it just can't be helped. You are what you are."
With a sudden burst of anger, Carlua grabbed Miyu by her hair and wrenched her up to her feet. "You are sick!" she spat. "Here you are drawing in your final breaths, your servant lies on the ground dead and all you are doing is making the situation worst for yourself."
"Might as well make good of a bad situation," Miyu mumbled. "And MY "servant", your cousin, is my and friend and my lover; eternally. I guess in the end you are the one who loses. Larva might be dead but am I not at the verge of dying myself? Larva and I are one and we shall be together forever."
Carlua dropped her onto the ground in disgust. "Well, let's not keep him waiting." She raised her hand up but Lemures grabbed her wrist before she could strike Miyu.
"That's enough Carlua," Lemures said calmly. "Let us take our leave and let the little Japanese Shinma die on her own."
Miyu looked up at him confused. "Don't you think that you are taking a risk leaving me here? What if I don't die?" she asked.
"But you will," Lemures replied. "No matter how much it would satisfy me to kill you myself, you'll suffer much more deciding whether to live to return us to the darkness or die to rejoin," he paused as he glanced at Larva's still form lying on the ground, as if half expecting it to rise up and attack him, "your lover," he continued with great disgust.
Miyu was silent. His words cut her like a knife, stabbing into her soul.
Lemures turned and Carlua followed him as they walked across the darken ground.
"Fare thee well, Miyu," Lemures said over his shoulder and then they both disappeared.
Miyu listened to the sounds of the empty forest. Nothing living made a sound, just the trees as a strong wind violently cut through their branches, tearing off their leaves.
This was it? This was the end that she never thought would come? She had finally been defeated by the two shinmas who despised her the most.
All her courage that she had when she was countering Carlua suddenly slipped away, leaving her empty and cold. She turned her head and looked at Larva's still form, dead form.
Lemures was right. She had a duty as a guardian to return all stray shinmas to the darkness. But Larva . . . . . She loved him so much, she could never leave him, but she already had.
She had lost him again and there was no way that she could bring him back. She would have to go to him and leave her guardianship behind. Would it be worth it? She would be leaving Japan to the mercies of the Westerners, if they even had any.
Miyu rolled over onto her stomach and crawled over to Larva's side trying to ignore the agonizing pain in her shattered body. She collapsed next to him and held his hand in hers. It was so cold.
"I'm sorry," Miyu whispered. She closed her eyes. "I'm sorry I left you alone." Tears trickled down her cheeks and spilled onto his ebony cloak. "This is all my fault."
"Nothing is your fault," a voice whispered into her ear.
Miyu opened her eyes and found herself surrounded by a realm of red; her crimson realm. She was standing up, her limbs no longer burned with the fire of pain, but her white kimono was still saturated with blood. She turned around slowly, partly dreading, partly wanting to know what was behind her.
And there he stood.
Happiness, sadness, anger. All the emotions she never thought she could experience went rushing through her.
"La . . . . .Larva?" Miyu whispered. She took a deep breath and held her arms out, reaching towards him.
Larva reached forward and took her hands in his. His grip was weak and shaky. Miyu looked down at him hands and could see his veins through his translucent skin.
She pulled him gently to her and he fell into her arms and she fell back onto the ground, cradling him against her breasts.
"I'm sorry," Miyu whispered running her hand through his hair. "This happened because of me." She tilted his head up so she could look into his fading crimson eyes. "But I promise you. You will not be alone for long. I cannot live in this world without you."
"No," Larva whispered. "You must live."
"Why?" Miyu asked. "Why must I live? What do I have to live for?"
"You are the guardian," he replied. "The Japanese Elders will not allow you to die until you have returned all stray shinmas to the darkness."
"Because it is my destiny," Miyu sobbed. "A destiny that is impossible to fulfill."
"Impossible if it were anyone else," Larva said. He lifted his hand up and weakly caressed her cheek. "But you can."
"And what about you?" Miyu asked.
"I shall be waiting for you," he replied. "No matter how long it may take. I shall wait for all eternity if I have too."
Miyu wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "Ok," she said.
Larva's hand moved to his cloak and he pulled the collar down, revealing his pale neck. He gently pulled Miyu towards him but she pushed herself away from him.
"No Larva!" she cried. "I refuse to drain your life from you."
"There is not much life left," Larva replied. "And it's the only way for you to survive."
Miyu swallowed hard. "I'd rather die," she said bitterly. "It hurts already letting you go. Why must it become worse!"
Larva silently pulled her back to him and she rested her head on his shoulder. "Complete your destiny Miyu,' he whispered. "Then, when the time comes, we shall meet again."
"And be with each other, for all eternity," Miyu whispered. She closed her eyes, sank her fangs into his cold flesh and drank.
When she opened her eyes the crimson realm had disappeared and she once again found herself in the forest, alone. The rain had begun to pour as mother nature took out her wrath upon the earth with a brillant display of lightning.
She looked down upon herself and found that her wounds had completely healed. And Larva . . . . .He laid on the ground just like he had been before as if he had never moved.
She knelt down beside him and cradled him against her being.
"This is not where it ends," Miyu whispered. "I promise you that Larva." Larva's body suddenly disappeared leaving Miyu with a crimson orb in her arms. She leaned forward and kissed it, then it too disappeared.
Thunder cracked above her and at the same time an anger which Miyu had concealed inside herself suddenly burst.
Suddenly, lightning flashed against the dark clouds and struck a near by tree, setting it a flame with a loud crack of hot power.
Miyu looked over at it. The burning tree reminded her of how she had walked through her realm setting the twisted trees on fire out of pure rage.
She returned stray shinmas to the darkness using her flame and she could burn material things using her flame.
Were Shinma just as flamable as trees?
A wicked smile crossed Miyu's lips, that she took no time to consider her sudden train of wicked thoughts.
She was so tired of returning stray shinmas to the dark, it would be so much easier just to burn them.
Burn them to ashes . . . . .but where would they go after that?
'Well that's simple Miyu,' a voice in her head answered. 'They'd go straight to hell where they belong.'
Miyu threw back her head and laughed. Not her normal school girl giggle but a devilish laughed that echoed through out the forest silencing mother nature herself.
"And I know just which two shinmas to send to hell first!"
To Be Continued.
BlueDragonGirl1: The final battle is coming up and the story is coming to a close. Please REVIEW! (Thanx to the people who have) And remember Larva is not dead! I know there are probably a lot of people throwing a fit because they think he is. Stay tuned!
