Author's Note: I'm really sorry I had to do this to you guys! :( I know you all loved Christina but this story ends here. Thank you and enjoy this last chapter.
Ryoa
I silently levitate to the second story balcony of Christina's room after the loud voices stopped. I didn't feel any other presence but her's, so I could finish this.
Taking out Subaru's knife that I stole from his room not too long ago, I lightly ran my thumb on the blade and felt some of the sharpness of the silver. This silver can kill a vampire and a demon with a stab in the heart.
"Always wanted to use one of these."
I thought to myself as I smirk to myself.
"Can't wait to get back to hell."
Quietly opening the balcony door, I peek inside of the room and see Christina's body under the cover of her bed. Taking light steps, I walk over to her side of the bed and peek into her sleeping face. She looks just as adorable as she does when she's awake. Oh well. I get something out of this anyways.
"I can't wait to sink my fangs into your neck and just suck you dry." My adrenaline began to rush and my eyes began to glimmer as I lean into her and sink my teeth into Christina's neck.
I hear her gasp out like the first time I sunk my teeth into her and I couldn't help but grow hot from her pain. It's a gracious feeling. I hear Christina whisper Shuu's name and I roll my eyes to her call. She's not gonna be alive in ten seconds. There's no point in calling him. Digging the knife into Christina's heart and sucking up the last of her blood, her body shuts down and she dies right under me. I couldn't help but smirk widely as I saw blood soak through her clothes and sheets.
~*~*~*~ Call Me Sane ~*~*~*~
Shuu
I sat on my bed in complete silence after leaving Christina alone. But I couldn't help but not stop smiling like an idiot. Christina is pregnant with my child but I couldn't help but wonder why she hid it from me for a month. She knows I wouldn't disown her like Subaru. I would actually hold her every second of the day if I can.
I was daydreaming of our future together until I smelt a strong scent of Christina's blood and a quiet call from her voice. My eyes widen and I quickly teleport into her room. And sitting next to her body was Ryoa; the demon. With a wide grin on her face and blood streaming down her lips.
"What did you do?" I ask her grimly.
"My job." She says in the way that Raito talks when he's in a perverted state. Her cheeks were flushed red and her eyes were narrowed with blood lust. "She was the best meal I have had in centuries."
My eyes widen when I finally got a good look behind her. Christina laid in her bed with Subaru's silver knife in her heart with blood soaking through her clothes and bed sheets. Her eyes were open as they had a dull crimson color to them. Even the little color in her pale skin was gone. She was beyond dead. Being a vampire, you are technically dead. But now…
"You're dead." I growl at her as I was about to jump.
"I'm already dead. Now I'm going back to hell." And with that; she disappears.
I walk up to Christina's body and get a closer look at her.
Yet she has all this blood soaking through, she has no blood in her body. She looks like a wax doll. Lifeless. It brought a crushing pain in my chest that it felt like that day I thought I lost Edgar. I lean down and breath in her scent before I felt myself begin to cry.
"I should have not left you alone." I whisper to her.
I began to cry out and I held her close to me. Wishing I was with her. Wishing we didn't get into that fight today. WISHING that I protected her. But instead, she's dead. I shout out Reiji's name and in a few moments, he appears behind me with an annoyed expression.
"Why are you waking," He stops mid sentence when he finally sees me holding Christina's body and the blood everywhere. "What happened?" He walks up next to me before narrowing his eyes and smelling the filthy air. "That demon did it, didn't she?"
"Is there anything you can do to save her?" I ask as the tears kept coming down my face.
Reiji takes the knife out of Christina's body before shaking his head. "If she was killed with this knife, nothing will save her."
"DAMMIT!"
