Chloe's Battle with Crystal
Chloe was comforted by the fact that Eringuard was beside her. She knew that he would not be able to take this weight from her shoulders, but just knowing he was nearby made her stand taller against the provocation of the witch in front of her. She suffered, being so close to Susan, yet not close enough. She looked back up at the woman.
The woman was beautiful, hidiously so. Her long black hair weaving down her back, it's darkness matching the darkest ink. Her eyes, peircing blue, and her lips full, and red. To most she would be alluring, and bewitching. Chloe internally laughed at the pun she had created. She was calmed by the sudden silence in between the womans comments. She didn't care for her at all.
Eringuard shuffled, his scrimitars - something she had never seen him use before this battle - uncrossed, held in an attacking posture. She tightened her grip on her sword, keeping her eyes on Crystal.
"Quit stalling," Eringuard growled, "let us kill your despicable hide and get this over with." Chloe was suprised that he was so hateful, even to Crystal. He had always been tender and sweet to her, he had never shown any sign of hate, or of greed. None of the emotions that slowly destroyed the human race, and that of several others. Some races had brooded in it and had become so corrupted, they did not acknowledge love at all.
Crystal moved and Eringuard took it as an attack, her wand-hand swinging up to aim. His speed nearly took Chloe's breath away. He dove right at her, his scrimitars weaving in a impenetrable forcefeild around him.
Chloe moved in beside him, they fought with her. Every movement made by her, was balanced by one of his scrimitars, giving Crystal not a moment to relax. Chloe went on the defense when Crystal swung her sword around catching Chloe's wrist, leaving a deep mark. Chloe didn't mind the pain, but worked harder to cover up any openings the witch may have noticed. She tried to move in under a swipe with the wand, to get Crystal's open side, and that's when it happened. Chloe felt her heart skip a beat as she watched in horror, it was so fast that she couldn't have predicted it or acted in anyway. The witch brought her sword under Eringuard's scrimitars that were rising in one fluid motion to attack her wand arm. It went right into the left side of his chest and out the other-side. Time seemed to slow as Chloe watched the witch kick him off her sword. All sound disappeared, and Chloe didn't even realize that she was calling to him, nor that she had come down beside him. She watched him chocking, blood running from his lips. His eyes met hers and they held such a peace, no pain, no suffering before they closed. Chloe felt anger building inside her. She had caused his death. Standing she noticed the witch clutching her side where Chloe's sword had impalled itself, and stayed. She had no weapon, but her fury, and her hands. This was vengence. She didn't care if she died, as long as she slaughtered the witch for what she did to Eringuard... to Susan... and to her.
Do not let yourself fall into anger, beloved.... Watch yourself. You are walking into the Devil's many snares, a voice called to her. She ignored it, looked up at the witch, watching her remove Chloe's sword from waist. A string of words ran from the Witch's mouth, such names and words Chloe had never even thought of using. She attacked Chloe, swinging her sword angrily, loosing her concentration and grace. Chloe dodged the weapon easily. Limboing when it came back around to chop off her upper torso, Chloe waited until the blade was past and Crystal couldn't regain her balance before swinging her foot up. It connected with her jaw, a resounding cruch sending shivers through Chloe's body as she landed in a standing postion after completeing the simple move. Chloe smiled, "That's for Eringuard, you-" Crystal cursed at her again, cutting off the vulgar word that had nearly immited itself from Chloe's mouth. Chloe ran towards her sword, everypart of her being, flowing with the lush of hate. She wanted, no needed, to kill this woman. Using a magical power, Crystal thrust Chloe back into a wall, several yards away.
Chloe felt the wind knocked out of her. It felt like she had been hit by a tractor trailer. She gasped for breath, but before she could absorb any of the lifegiving oxygen she felt herself flying through the air again. This time she was falling to the ground, which came upon her quickly pushing air from her lungs that she didn't know she had had. She tried to breathe in again as she struggled to her feet, realizing to her horror how much hate she had held. It was almost as though the spell had knocked some sense back into her. I am so sorry God! Chloe apologized internally. She felt the forgivness, mercy and grace of God running through her, calm and peace returning, as she looked up in time to see Crystal swinging her wand back towards her. She was hit by another harsh spell, and felt as though every part of her body was being torn apart. She fought to keep herself from screaming in pain.
"Are you ready to give up human? I don't see any help coming to you," Crystal taunted from the other side of the spell, looking around her. "Accept death, and it will be quick and only slightly painful. If you do not, I will drag it out. You will live for ever in utter torment, crying that I had taken your life," she smirked.
"I'll take the option behind door number three," Chloe smiled. "Oh! And look, it is your death for the glory of God!" she shouted as pain blacked out her vision.
Abruptly, the pain stopped, and she felt her feet back on the ground. She managed to keep herself standing. Looking up at the witch, she noticed the horror on the woman's face.
Chloe watched as the witch pointed her wand in Chloe's direction saying a strange word to it.
May this ending be fitting to you plan, Aslan, Chloe prayed closing her eyes. But the death blow never came, only an aggrivated shout. Opening her eyes again, Chloe saw Crystal toss her wand away in disgust. She charged at Chloe her sword held as to kill her on contact. Chloe twirled out of the way, feeling the vibrations in the wind as the sword narrowly missed her. Chloe took the time that Crystal's loss of balance gave her. She ran to get her own sword, when she reached it she snatched it off the ground, and turned in a graceful movement. She saw Crystal coming at her, and had no time to react as she felt the pressure of another body running into her. Crystal's eyes grew wide as her own sword dropped behind her, standing upright in the ground. They both looked down in horror upon Chloe's sword piercing through Crystal's chest. Warm blood dripped off the sword and ran down to Chloe's hand, flowing over it. Chloe looked back up, and waited. Crystal never lifted her head, so Chloe let go of the hilt, watching as Crystal fell in slow motion. Chloe looked down upon her fallen form.
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She felt a hand touch her shoulder, and she jerked. "Hey it's alright, it's over," a familiar voice said, arms strong, yet gentle wrapped around her waist pulling her back into their embrace. Chloe blinked and looked out the window. The battle had long since ended, and her legs were weak and weary. She let herself fall into the arms that held her. She didn't know how long she had stood there looking down at the broken form of Crystal that bled out on the ground.
The arms that held her caught her, but they, too, seemed too weak to hold her up, and slowly the person and Chloe came to the ground together. Chloe trembled, her eyes dazed. "Shhh," the voice said, gently stroking her hair. She turned to look at the voice, her vision was blurred and she couldn't make out the face. "Eringua-" she began but couldn't finish. She felt a darkness surround her, the rapture of unconsciousness.
"Sleep, beloved Daughter of Eve, sleep..." the voice faded.