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The last chapter! I hope you like it!
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Hours went by and there was no sign of either of them. It was night and it was raining.
Dark Magician still laid on the couch and waited. "Celtic Guardian please be alright..." he sobbed into the pillow. "I'm so useless, I can't even help you. I couldn't even if I wanted to... My staff is gone and Dark Magician Girl was threatened-" He paused and shook his head in despair.
"If you die I don't know what I have to look forward to when I wake up every morning... Who will I have to laugh will and share my whole life with?" Dark Magician's voice cracked. "I won't have anything to live for..." He sighed hopelessly and whipped a fresh wave of tears from his eyes.
Dark Magician then heard something at the door. He stood up and a smile appeared on his face.
Celtic Guardian was alright!
The door slowly opened and Dark Magician's face turned to one of horror.
There in the doorway stood the red Dark Magician.
A sword was protruding from his shoulder and blood covered his robes. Water dripped off of him and splattered on the floor.
No!
The red magician took the sword by the hilt and slowly removed it, feeling the blood gush out of the wound. His face showed of pleasure rather than pain.
NO!
The red spellcaster threw the blood stained sword on the floor. "That's all that's left of him," the red Dark Magician laughed and smiled crazily.
"NO!" Dark Magician screamed in pain. "HE'S NOT DEAD! HE'S NOT DEAD!" Dark Magician ran at the other magician in a blinding rage. The purple spellcaster was punched in the face, set flying backward, and fell onto the floor.
Dark Magician whimpered and his lips trembled in a ghostly silence. Finally he choked out, "No... I don't believe you- He can't be! He just can't!"
"I didn't even get excited during the fight..." the red spellcaster sighed. "He was so easy to kill..."
"Stop! I won't listen! Your lying!" Dark Magician withered on the floor. "He can't be-" he gasped and tears flowed uncontrollably down his cheeks.
"Dead..."
The red Dark Magician walked slowly over to the other. He bent down and lifted Dark Magician's chin up with his hand. The spellcaster's eyes were bloodshot from crying and they were glazed over with indescribable agony, as if a steel claw reached into his chest and ripped out his heart.
The red magician forced the other's head up and his tongue slid into Dark Magician's mouth. Dark Magician's eyes widened in rage. He spat the other magician's tongue out of his mouth in disgust.
"Don't touch me!" he cried and pushed the red spellcaster away. In desperation he crawled away and cowered next to the chair. He saw on the table the book Celtic Guardian was reading. His eyes filled with tears.
"You truly are a pathetic creature," whispered the red Dark Magician bitterly. "I'll leave you alone for a while... to let your lover's death sink in," he smiled darkly and walked out the door.
Dark Magician watched him go and his rage came back, "GET BACK HERE!" Dark Magician screeched, "TELL ME THE TRUTH!" he slammed his fist on the floor in agony and rage. "Tell me the truth..." he whispered. His body shook and he continued to cry.
He lifted his head and gazed at the book and the table. "I'm sorry you couldn't finish your book..." his eyes looked at the chair and he placed his hand on the side of it. "This is where you sat in this very room, not even a day ago..." his eyes wandered again to the book. "And you were reading The Lord of the Rings..."
"Wait..." he whispered softly his eyes glowed. "Celtic Guardian... I can be with you..." Dark Magician stood up and staggered into the kitchen, as if he were in a trance, an eerie smile on his face.
"I will be with you!"
He got out a knife from the drawer. "This is where he and I sat and ate breakfast, upstairs is where he nursed me back to health, and where he told me he loved me. This place is also where I was tortured, raped, and told that my best friend, my lover died!" Dark Magician gulped and continued, "This will also be the place I die."
Dark Magician lowered the blade to his wrist and closed his eyes. He nearly pierced the skin when he stopped.
"Don't let him abuse you anymore, stand up for yourself." Celtic Guardian's words echoed in his mind.
That smile...
Those eyes...
"Your right, I-I..." Dark Magician stammered. He dropped the knife to the floor.
"Celtic Guardian did not risk his life so I could die by my own hands," Dark Magician spoke softly in understanding. "He did not confront that monster and die just so I could break down in my own guilt and kill myself. He wanted me to face him and show him I am not afraid anymore. I will not be tormented by him ever again. I will show him my pain and what I have gone through."
Suddenly the door was opened. "You had enough time in here!" the cold voice of the red Dark Magician was heard.
Dark Magician didn't flinch. He turned around and steadily looked at the other spellcaster with a soul piercing gaze.
Dark Magician walked over to him with confident strides and smiled.
He may have been walking straight into his own death, but he would meet it head on, just as Celtic Guardian did.
"I love you too... Celtic Guardian," Dark Magician whispered and he picked up the elf's sword...
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Yup, that's the end! Tell me what you think will happen next! I would love to hear them! I can't believe I killed Celtic Guardian! I was almost tempted not to then I did. And when Dark Magician was going to slit his wrists I was going to have him do that, but I thought it would be a better ending this way! Dark Magician rules!