Hourglass

by CharisHalk

Saya's eyes finally open, but no one is there waiting for her. She has slept too long, almost everyone she cared for had given up on waiting for her, but there was one still waiting for her, Kai, but when the two meet up, Saya finds out how long its really been and that the War, well it's really not over.

9. Chapter 9

I can't breathe, I'm kneeling, but I can't tell, he's gone, the one person I have left, gone, Fathers Gone, Riku's Gone, Diva's Gone, Haji, and now, Kai, my mind seems to have slowed down along with everything else. Like watching slow motion in a movie, dust is risen, gunshots echo, screams of pain drench the scene, how could I not have noticed a thing like this, how could I not have noticed the bullets that have ripped through my stomach, it's almost as if I'm not there, I feel like just a spectator, I could watch as friends died I could just kneel here for thousands of years, I feel nothing, no pain, no sadness, only nothing, but I'm not dead, that I know. David and Joel are screaming my name and a firm hand grabs my shoulder and shakes me, I slowly turn my head my head up and look into the intelligent eyes of David, blood runs down his face from a head wound and he's lacking an arm, ahh, yes, he's a chevalier, I remember now. His lips are moving, I can see, but I can't register any sound. He slaps me, I barely notice, David looks at where Kai and that man lay, my sword still sticks out of his body. The tall man leans over and rips the blade out of the corpse, he lays it in my lap and I look down surprised, I glance up in his eyes and now I can hear his voice, like a low whisper in my mind,
"Saya, we need you now, fight and avenge your brother." I nod,
"I suppose." My voice is raspy and I feel like a robot, stand up, step forward, slash, jab, duck, I lie, I am a robot, I feel nothing, I feel no regret for the lives I reap. Bullets don't hurt, they only restrict, and they make me slower, I dodge, must not get shot my robot self thinks. I am slowly gaining control, slowly I begin to register the lives I am taking, slowly I begin to register the screams of pain from the people, and slowly I register the hot tears that run down my cheeks and finally, I register the sound of a man shouting stop. Everyone stops. They all are saluting to a figure that trudges through the screen of dust, I would be a perfect time to kill them, but I know it's foolish, I'm starting to have trouble keeping on standing I've lost to much blood, Joel is laying on the ground, wether dead or unconscious, I don't know, but he looks seriously wounded, if he's not dead already, he will be soon. David kneels next to his, his only hand trying to stop the flow of blood pouring out of his left arm socket, he looks deathly pale and I don't think he will last much longer, me, the bullet wounds in my stomach feel like red hot pokers, but its slowly fading as my wounds heal and as they do I become weak with hunger, my throat burns even worse than the holes in my belly. I cup my hands around my throat and kneel as I watch the man who called a halt walk through the dust. He doesn't seem like much, he wears a purple-maroon suit and his black shiny hair is combed back, his face was neatly shaved. He started clapping slowly and I jump as I realise who this is, no, it can't be. I thought he was dead, no he MUST be dead, and my thoughts were panicked as his snake like voice pierced the air.
"Hmm, I feel sorry for you, this always seems to happen, such bad luck" The man smiles like a maniac, his thin lips pull back to reveal a row of perfect white teeth and he starts laughing crazily before cutting himself off,
"Not my fault really, just always seems to happen this way, I guess it really is your own fault that lowlife chevalier died and you were so close to destroying my precious blood factory, like I always say, the best place to hide a book is in a bookshelf, the obvious place." I catch my breath,
"AMMSSHHHEEELLLL!" I roar and lunge at him my sword aiming strait for his heart, he snatches the blade away from me holding the tip of the it in between his forefinger and thumb,
"Tut, Tut, Tut my dear queen would you kill your own uncle?" he says and I hiss,
"you're no uncle of mine." My voice is barley a whisper now, I really am running out of energy, I let go of the sword and slide to the ground my breath comes in loud pants as I try not to fall unconscious, I glance at David who is looking at me,
"Saya, we're dead." His voice is weak and he is shaking he meets my eyes, I can hear Amshel muttering behind me,
"Someone shut that dog up." The line of still-saluting men breaks and one violently kicks the back of David's head making him fall face first right next to me, his hand lays across one of my feet, in it, he holds a small black remote, the detonator. I look at Kais body, a small red pendant hangs on a chain around his neck, I look at Amshel, he still holds my beloved blade, its red stone gleaming,
"Do it Saya." A weak whisper reaches my ears, its David's voice and finally David lays still, his chest no longer rising and falling.
"Finally! I thought that mutt would never shut up." Amshel's voice was light with dark amusement. I look into his eyes.
"Goodbye Uncle Amshel" My voice is laden with sarcasm, I reach down and pick up the remote, and I flick back a safety case and press the orange button below.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Amshel's voice is high with panic and he tries to run away as the bag David was carrying blows up and everything goes black, I'm dead before I hit the ground.

Disclaimer~ I Do Not Own Blood+

Well, did you like it; sadly this is the last chapter :( Buuutt I'm planning on writing another fanfiction sometime soon :) Thanks to all my mega awesome readers whom have stuck with me this whole time and Bye Bye till next time,

~From CharisHalk~