Chapter 8: Final Battle
As Bixlow fought with Cable, the skies opened up and poured down sheets and buckets of rain. Bixlow had abandoned using his babies when Cable tried to burn them. Though Bixlow could transfer the souls into other dolls, it would still hurt his faithful followers, so he sent them to guard Lisanna further, putting the more serious of all of them, Pappa, in charge.
"Why?" Bixlow called to Cable as he skirted around a lightning strike, flicking water out of his helmet. The rain pinged against the metal in an annoying, chaotic rhythm. "Why are you doin' this s***?"
"When you left, they all cracked down on us! Dad died because you were on the loose!"
Bixlow paused, throat dry. "Dad...?"
"We couldn't even give him a proper burial because of you!"
"What're you talkin' about?! I sent 50,000 jewels from my missions every month! A lot of times I missed meals because I was sending jewels to a family who didn't give a d*** about me anyway!"
"We never got anything from you! For the longest time we thought you were dead!"
"Why the f*** would you care if I died?!" How had they not gotten the jewels? Bixlow had worked hard to get those jewels all the way to Paristole from Magnolia. Sometimes he had to track the mail system from a distance to make sure it got there safely. He's lying; there's that twitch in that dip just above his collar-bone. Jack ***.
"BECAUSE I WANTED TO KILL YOU MYSELF!" Cable bellowed, bum rushing Bixlow, who blocked, slamming his knee into his triplet's face, hooking an arm around his neck, and flipping him to the side before pushing off of him and saumersalting away.
"THEN WHY THE F*** DID YOU GO AFTER LISANNA?! SHE NEVER HURT YOU AT ALL!"
"You really are an idiot, Bixlow." Cable laughed, wiping blood from his face and picking himself up off the ground. "Are you really telling me that you haven't connected the dots? You really don't know why Aaron and I targeted the only girl you've ever loved?" He laughed louder. "Let's start at the beginning, shall we?
"When Aaron and I found out you were from Fairy Tail, we observed your guild from a distance. We were at that wedding. We saw how you and the girl interacted, how you reached out to her and she so gladly followed you like some lost puppy. We also observed how her sister loved to play matchmaker, so we set up that fake mission.
"I couldn't believe how easy it was! And then dragging one of our guild members along to catch your Lisanna's attention and have Maura there to confront her. I must say, she was such a good little dancer. Very arousing."
"B******! SICK F****** B******!" Bixlow roared, slugging Cable in the face, only to be knocked in the gut with an electrocuting kick. In the rain with the metal helmet, the shock was that much worse. Bixlow flew into a puddle, charred and bruised. Choking, he ripped the helmet off, flinging it aside, glaring back up at Cable before forcing himself to his feet.
"I just regret that I didn't get my turn. She doesn't have a bad body. Maybe I'll still take her once you're dead."
"In that case, don't count on me dyin' any time soon, jack ***!" Bixlow charged Cable again, blocking an upper cut and sweeping his foot under Cable's. Cable dragged Bixlow down as he fell, and the Fairy Tail mage elbowed the evil triplet to the face, adding a slug.
Bixlow took a knee to the gut and barely dodged a wind blade; it nicked the side of his neck. "Don't lose your head, Bixxy!" Cable taunted with a cackle. Bixlow slammed his fist into his face, but Cable countered with a kick to the gut that flung Bixlow off and into the canal. "Now die." Cable stuck a hand into the water, sending powerful electric shocks into the water.
Bixlow's veins were on fire, his vision white. He couldn't breath; all he could feel was the burning and twitching of his body. Lisanna...Lisanna, I'm so so sorry...
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Lisanna watched in horror through her window. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOO!" She shrieked, running out of her room and through the halls of Fairy Hills, desperate to reach him. He couldn't die! He couldn't! Not now! Not after everything!
"DON'T!" Erza bellowed as she corralled Lisanna and gingerly but firmly held her arms. This is bad... Erza thought. If he dies, it'll destroy Lisanna...the stress could cause her to lose the baby and I can NOT let that happen!
"HE'LL DIE! I CAN'T LET HIM DIE!" Lisanna wailed at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face.
"YOU CAN'T GO OUT THERE! YOU'LL PUT YOURSELF AND YOUR CHILD IN DANGER! Besides, this is Bixlow's battle. He alone must do this and if he dies, he'll die with pride."
"NO! NO! PLEASE LET ME GO OUT THERE! PLEASE!" Lisanna begged tearfully. She could see it. She could see the light of the canal and she could hear Bixlow's roars of agony. It was right through that window.
"You have a child to think of, Lisanna. You can't risk the child; Bixlow would never forgive himself for letting you get hurt again."
"HE'S HURTING ME NOW, D*****!"
"You can't. He needs to do this Lisanna."
"BUT_"
"SLEEP!" Levy called, a fine dust spelling out sleep settling over Lisanna, who sagged back into Erza's arms as the dust took effect. Effortlessly, Erza lifted Lisanna up, nodding to Levy.
"Thank you, Levy. Would you go open the door to Lisanna's room, please?"
The bluenette nodded, holding the door open as Erza lay Lisanna down, pulling the cover over her. "Call Mira over just in case Lisanna wakes up before the battle with Cable comes to a close."
"Okay." Levy ran off to the phone on the ground floor. Erza sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. She wanted to go out there and kick Cable's *** herself, but she knew that it would destroy the remainder of Bixlow's pride. There were some battles that must be fought by one person alone.
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Bixlow dragged himself out of the canal, onto the stone ledge under the bridge, panting and retching. His entire body hurt. I don't want to do this. I can't do this...But I have to... Bixlow hauled himself over the ledge he'd fallen over.
"Still haven't had enough?" Cable smirked. Bixlow dodged the lightning bolt. He knew what he had to do.
"Nope. I believe you have though."
"You can barely stay on your feet. I don't believe you have any room to talk."
"Oh. I do now." Bixlow raised his hand, extending his pointer and middle fingers. "To do this to my own brother, my own flesh and blood, is one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. But I can't let you keep walkin' around and doin' this kind of s***."
"You don't have the b_"
Bixlow closed his eyes, throat tight. He opened them again, feeling the fire coursing through his veins as he whispered, "Crush."
A/N: Okay, I know that it's not very long, but oh well lol. I hope I did a good job on it anyway and I also hope to see reviews? Please? CX