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The Fall of the Avatar
While her subjects were watching her, Eva turned back to face the Dark One, the Destroyer, Malcolm of the Elon. She raised her hand and commanded her cuspis to appear in it. The normally wooden staff appeared sun bleached bone. The once silver blade now stood against the darkness as pure crystal. The darkness flinched away from her and her pure blade.
"This is the end of the Dark One," Eva said in a whispered with her head bowed. The Avatar backed away involuntarily. He would not admit it, but he was afraid of the pure light the young queen was producing.
"I will not be stopped easily," he said. The darkness reached out around him and flared toward Eva. She looked up and held up a hand. The darkness spread around her, flowing like water off of an invisible shield.
"I never said I was going to stop you," she whispered. Outraged cries echoed behind her. The Avatar smirked, thinking she had given in. "I am going to kill you."
The Avatar growled in outrage and attacked her, his unseen hands flying out toward her. She stood her ground. His hand came close when Eva moved with the speed of a striking snake. Her blade slashed open his hand and cool black blood flowed upon the ground. It splashed and glowed with a greenish light.
"So, you have been stealing the life-force of a planet," Eva whispered and looked at him in confusion. The Avatar growled and pulled his injured hand away. The darkness in the sky shifted suddenly. The Avatar looked up, as did everyone else but Eva. She simply held up her left hand and pointed at the sky. A thin stream of silver light shot out of her finger and pierced the darkness. The moon of Elysian, Shamba, stood proudly in the sky, her face full and whole.
"The Mother, Shamba," Eva said softly. The moon's light pulsed. The Avatar let out a scream of pain. His body was sizzling like cooking meat on a grill. He flicked his hand and the sky was once more filled with darkness.
"That trick will not stop me," he said, though his voice was labored. He struck out once more. Eva growled and brought her cuspis up and moved with the grace of flowing water. The Avatar's unseen hand fell to the ground. Blood once more showered the ground. Green light flared out of the blood once more and lifted to the sky. Eva gave a sad smile.
"You will die here," Eva said and held out her empty hand. The moon's light once more broke through the darkness, but this time the light was gathered into her outstretched hand. A small orb of silver light formed in her hand.
"Do you recognize this, Malcolm?" she whispered. He growled at her. "This is the same energy that destroyed your mother's moon; think about what it can do to you."
"Only if it touches me," he hissed and gathered the darkness around him. The wind began to pick up and the two warriors pushed their energy toward the other. They two attacks exploded when they came into contact. The Avatar looked smug as the dust settled and he could once more see, but a frown quickly made its way to his visage. Eva was no where in sight.
"You have not learned. Do you know how I got this power, Malcolm?" Eva's voice echoed from around the courtyard. The Avatar turned about; trying to find the source, more of his dark blood splashed the stones of the courtyard.
"This power is from Destiny and Fate, from the power of the future, and from my own heart," her voice echoed once more. "You made the same mistake your mother did."
The Avatar froze and turned to look at the Naurasian prince he had struck. His eyes widened and a sharp intake of breath was heard. The other Elysians were staring at each other in shock. They, of course, knew the story of Malcolm and Alistar. It was their history after all. But, if Malcolm had made the same mistake as his mother, Spring, like most of the other Elysians, turn to stare openly at Aikka. It just couldn't be.
"That's right," Eva whispered. The Avatar spun around and gaped at the sight of the Silver Wing hovering behind him. The great glow of her cuspis being the last thing you see before the darkness comes. Eva had decapitated him in one swift movement. Black blood poured from the wound for only a moment before his entire body turned into a black dust and a great green light emerged from the pile of dust. It shot straight up into the heavens, burning away the darkness and revealing the sparkling night sky overhead.
"It is over," Eva said softly and landed near Aikka's body. She gently reached out and stroked his cheek; tears once more began to leak out from her eyes, when she stopped moving suddenly. She couldn't believe what she felt.
A heartbeat thrummed beneath Aikka's skin.
AND: How you like? What do you think saved Aikka from assured death? The closest answer, or the most outrageous, gets a cookie.
