"Any last words..." It echoes through my brain, my heart stopping as I stare at the bane of my nightmares. He stares right back, dripping and oozing sword aimed for my heart. I open my mouth and I can't seem to find anything to say, turning to look at my girls. The terror I see in their eyes makes me feel like maybe I shouldn't have looked, all of them slamming against his forcefield tears flowing freely. Screams go unheard in here, and I find my heart aching when I finally have to tear my eyes away and look back at the man I once called father,
"You know this will only create the same scenario as before, there can be no good without evil..." I try, my body trembling as I straighten, "We've probably done this millions of times before, so-" Before I can finish the man roars in my direction, what a way to get a girl to stop talking,
"You were always so logical, always thought things through, but this time you lose. It's really too bad, you know, we could have been quite the team. Instead, you tried to be as powerful as me, but turns out you will forever live in my shadow!" He jerks his arm forward, the sword careening towards me. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, my corruption opening up a black hole just large enough to swallow the blade, letting the hilt seemingly stick out of my skin as I fall to the ground in my facade, writhing in agony before I stop moving. He smirks at my body, force field releasing its hold on us while his corrupted and sticky floor dissipates. His hand lifts and he no longer looks at me, "Time to take care of the pests."
I hear more than see the cries of my partners, each holding a different type of agony for my passing,
"You monster!" Amy screams at him, charging forward only to be sent flying the other direction. I need just a little more space between us, I need him to step forward one more time, but the girls are proving to make this difficult for him. He jerks and sends his corruption after them, each one turning into a hulking amalgamation to take them down. He is centering his attention on Chloe as she does everything she can to block his attacks, her shield gets knocked away before I move. Rolling to get up, I swallow the rest of his sword as he pays no attention to the 'dead' and pulls another sword out to clash blades with the redhead. She is tired, and weak from the battering received but no one else can help her, busy with the large corrupted monsters that release themselves from him. Their fight comes to a climax when I see him slam her blade away, tears continuously shedding from her eyes as she cries out on her knees. Rage boils inside me, my soul and corrupt both responding in kind as in slow motion his blade moves to stab her in the heart like he believed did away with me,
"Chloe move! For light's sake... please move!" Aubrey calls to her, none of them paying any mind to the fact that I've gotten up, it being to painful to actually look over. The gaze in Chloe's eyes says she's ready for this, she had told me the day we finally got to lay together that she wouldn't be able to handle losing me again, and I shall not let her loyalty suffer this time,
"Noooo!" Stacie cries out as the blade jerks forward, only to be met with mine slamming it away. My body turns abruptly and my fist jerks out to connect with his face, sending him spiraling off in the rubble of the mess he made. Turning I rapidly scoop my lovely redhead up and run towards Aubrey, in a blink I'm in front of her, jerking my blade through the amalgamation like butter. She sobs out as I place a trembling Chloe in her arms,
"B-Becs? A-are you a ghost?" I hear her whisper, both of them staring at me wide-eyed like I've grown a second head. I mean technically you could call it th-... you know what, I'm gonna let that one go. Smirking slightly only seems to put them more on edge, but I can't belay their worries yet. Turning I blink around the battlefield, crushing through the enemies my family has been put against. Instead of destroying them completely though, I absorb them with a mere step of my foot into the puddle they make upon dying. A roar from the pile of trash I made with my father's body sets me straight, forcing this new me to focus on him completely.
As he emerges from the mess, he actually has the decency to hesitate, I must look rather intimidating with both light and dark activated throughout my body. I can feel it flowing through me, every inch a battle weapon, more than ready to bring an end to this madness. His hands move at the same time as mine, a bright halo of light opening up at my feet as he sends blade after blade or corruption at me,
"This can't be! The darkness serves me!" My blade slams his attacks away over and over, making his weak handed movements seem like child's play as I stride tantalizingly towards him. I growl low in my throat, torso moving forward to blink me straight in front of him, another fist crashing into his chin, lifting him just a bit off the ground before he crumples,
"We serve you no longer." A voice leaves my chest that isn't mine, but it does not cause fear in me as it did before. My blade vibrates, itches for his blood to spill for the damage he creates, and I realize this must be what it's like to have both in your body, not fighting each other but letting the feelings be felt that before would never cross my mind. He scrambles backward, hands still attempting to throw blade after blade, only making his weakness more apparent as I no longer even need to deflect. In slow motion I move forward, his fear feeding the darker side of me as I reach down and squeeze a hand around his throat, a breath later he is up in the air gasping for oxygen as I hold him to his consequences. The earth around us rumbles so hard it feels like it might crack, my voice barreling forth again of its own accord,
"The pain your actions made others suffer will be your own... for the rest of your life." The light that erupts around us is blinding, winds whipping from seemingly nowhere, rubble, and debris from the fighting cycling around us as I finally lift my blade. His scream pierces the air as I run him through, his body lowered limply to the ground. My power grows with every moment, absorbing the corruption from him, releasing him from this misery. Pulling my weapon from him I glance up, an entity floating down from the sky to look the pair of us over,
"You did not kill him? Only took every ounce of power he had left... I suppose I underestimated the human race. I assumed this cycle would go on forever... I will take him somewhere far away from here, where he can live a peaceful life on his own, no more suffering will be had at his hands..." His body floats up towards the life force, but before it can go my lips part,
"Are we finished... is this cycle you spoke of finally broken?" The entity does not react emotionally, merely speaks in a voice like bells chiming through the church,
"We are finished, you two have finally come to an end, and it will not be in vain, your lives will continue on as if this war had never happened, though your power will draw enemies, so you must be vigilant." With the last words they depart, everything around me finally settling down, the winds calming, the power slowly ebbing, and my strength going with it.
Suddenly, everything from the day hits me like a freight train, muscles relaxing from their overuse, eyes hooding heavily as I try to stay upright to no avail. My body falls forward, but before I can make it to the ground a few pairs of hands catch me, lifting me as I curl into myself, eyes slipping shut without my permission,
"You did it..." Whispers in my ear before darkness takes me away for a while.
The next few weeks bring chaos, our battle destroyed so many things around us that it's a surprise no one else seems to take notice. Between all of us, rebuilding doesn't take too long, my newfound powers helping with much of that burden. The house is finished in a matter of days, tweaked here and there to make each of them have their own little say in its creation.
The love that holds tightly between the girls and I only grows more so, getting to be around them basically 24/7 doesn't feel so overwhelming anymore and it's nice to have that sense of normalcy. My relationship with the trio grows rapidly every day, each of them with the thought they lost me again having a lot to do with the way they sometimes cling a little tighter to moments we create. The love we make together is unlike any I could have ever fathomed, it makes me feel so whole, so divine. I make sure to return it tenfold to each of them when I can, and that seems to ease their worry about the last thing the entity said to me before it left.
I think on it often, and wonder if the being meant to worry us so, but I can't help but feel like something bigger is coming, something I must take heed in preparing for. I don't let that thought overtake me in these days of quiet before the storm, and if my head runs away with me I am quick to hold onto my girls to ground me. I fully expect there to be hard days ahead, but with everyone by my side, I feel like we can take on anything...
The End.
A/N: Short but sweet, that is the end of this road, keep an eye out for the second part of Jealousy. I've had quite a few messages about it and I think I might just push that one forward, I like the ideas thrown my way, if you have one don't be afraid to reach out and throw yours in too!