Thanks to Evil King Keo, his story made me get inspired to write this again.
We're back on the update a week schedule! Thanks so much for the reviews, the more reviewers, the more motivated I am.
Anonymous reviews are on, by the way. Here we go~
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Chapter Fifteen: Death Wish
Rosalyn dodged just in time, feeling the familiar Light energy, pure and strong, pulse through her. She parried each and every one of Stan's attacks, (he was striking with a dark, lightning bolt shaped sword). She summoned power to herself, using it to shield when Stan unleashed fire down on her.
"Light doesn't hurt, does it? Just shields! It's a ninny!" Stan taunted, skipping closer and closer to her. He slashed out, but the Master of the Lightning Rapier parried him and cut a slash across his chest. Stan growled, dark blood spattering the rocks, and sent down more lightning and fire. The fire scorched at Rosalyn's feet, but a blast of Crystal magic turned it into steam. The Thunder, her weakness, rocked her a little more. She stumbled back, almost losing her balance, before feeling a surprisingly strong burst of power deep within her.
She blasted a Light shot, catching Stan in his chest. He fell backward, but leaped back up with a catlike swiftness.
"Going to play that way?" He growled, stretching his hands wide and clapping them together.
Darkness emanated around them, closing them in a net. The Light energy flared, cutting through the darkness, while Rosalyn searched for a pair of yellow eyes in the black gloom.
There!
She sliced out, hitting Stan's shoulder but getting hit in the leg herself. She went down on her knees briefly before throwing him off, kicking him for good measure. Fire erupted around her, but Rosalyn blasted Stan with some more Ice shots, quickly ceasing that attack.
Lightning crackled, but Rosalyn ignored it, fighting in the pitch blackness, desperate to hit her dodging foe. Tendrils of darkness grabbed her arms and legs, trying to leech the strength from her limbs. She shot more Light energy, decimating everything in its path, and luckily striking down Stan.
The darkness retreated, and Rosalyn wasted no time in sparring with Stan again. They placed their swords against each other, straining for the upper hand.
"You have no choice of winning, we're equally matched!" Rosalyn said. Stan smiled.
"We'll see."
They continued to duel, darkness and Light crackling everywhere. Ripples of energy disturbed the cliff face, causing pieces to shatter and collapse around them, plunging into the depths.
The circling bird Rosalyn had seen earlier was caught by a stray shot, and it plummeted downward briefly before rising back up.
No bird could take that shot, unless that's Cora-
Taking advantage of the distraction, Stan kicked Rosalyn over, preparing to strike her throat. She quickly brought her sword up, kicking out in turn, rolling over and leaping to her feet.
Dodge, kneel, and kick!
Caught by his feet, Stan fell on his back and got a nasty cut across his chest. Stan launched more Lightning from the sky, catching Rosalyn in the backside. She felt like someone had thrown an anvil on her…
She got down on her hands, breathing hard, and gasped when she felt the dark sword pierce her skin. She moved quickly, but the nasty wound was already inflicted. Dark red blood dripped down her clothes.
She twisted, using her parasol as a shield. The spell activated, increasing the amount of damage she could take. She began circling Stan warily, they were both injured.
"Rosalyn, why not just come with me?"
"Heroes don't…give up…"
Stan smirked. "You're not giving up, just switching sides."
Rosalyn lashed out, catching Stan's arm. The wound was deep and gruesome, almost cutting into his bone.
Stan snarled; eyes closed in pain, clutching his arm. He really did look demonic like that…
Once again she wondered what the hell was wrong with her.
She lashed out again, but Stan skipped back. Fire and Lightning erupted around her in a maelstrom of dread; Ice even crept up from the side.
Rosalyn summoned Light energy to protect her, but even that didn't completely block the pain. She was knocked off her feet, rapier clattering close to her side.
Stan placed his foot on her arm, leaning close, sneering.
"Ready to give up?"
"Never." She hissed.
She gathered more Light energy, releasing it and knocking Stan off of her. She grabbed her rapier and tripped Stan expertly, leaning close and placing her sword tip on his throat.
"I win." She whispered, exhausted from the fight.
Stan smirked. "You can't kill me." His yellow eyes were filled with silent laughter.
She pressed the sword closer, cutting off his laughter, and she felt a thrill of sick pleasure when he gasped slightly, fear trickling across his eyes.
"You hurt everyone. Where is Linda?"
"Melas has her." He muttered.
"Why…Why did you betray us, Stan?" She whispered, tears flowing down her face, obscuring her vision.
"Rosalyn…" He croaked; eyes half closed. "I have a reason. I really do. In order to use the Spiritus, we have to have an ally on the other side…" He smirked, but his eyes didn't reflect the emotion. His eyes were filled with regret.
Suddenly, dark tendrils grabbed Rosalyn and pulled her over. Before she could summon the Light energy, Stan had his sword against her heart.
"You gave me your heart. Your biggest mistake. You would have won, Rosy, but you had mercy." Stan smirked wider, and then he drove the sword inside her heart.
Rosalyn felt it enter; it felt like fiery steel, decimating her skin and muscles in one long, easy motion.
Then, somethin worse happened.
Darkness covered her vision, her eyes completely closed. She saw Light at the end, somewhere far away…
Stan's voice. Faintly. She felt his hand on hers, so warm in comparison, when usually it was cold.
"I'm sorry, Rosalyn. I wish it could have been different."
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