Carrie clenches her jaw, and slowly darkens her eyes to a deeper black than before, ready to use her magic for the first time against Amber in so long. “Don’t you dare test me you stupid witch. I killed you once. I can do it again, and you know it.” She sneers at Amber, making Amber become angrier.
She’s had enough of Carrie, enough of her orders, enough of her cruelty, enough of her.
Carrie charges towards her, her hands prompt before her as they glow with an immense amount of energy surging through her hands, ready to terminate Amber if she has to do so one more time.
But Amber, who had always been fearful of using all of her force and true potential, for the first time, is ready to confront her rightfully. She grips the katana, and using the same technique that was now second nature to Selene, she allows her power to run through the sword.
Carrie charges her energy across, aiming directly towards the direction where Amber stands and hitting her target with great force. She is sure that Amber never saw it coming at how fast and efficient she is. Reminiscing on the first time she had killed her and stripped her of the crystal around her neck that had been given to her by the wizard Merlin himself.
The smoke cloud with energy surging through slowly begins to fade, bit by bit, she begins to see Amber on the other side, and smiles as she imagines the big hole she probably created in the middle of her
torso like the one before. Probably even bigger this time, since she used more power than last time she killed her.
She smiles, sure of herself that she has won victory again as the big surge of energy that her power created dims down with the cloudy smoke. As the smoke and electric-like currents dim down more and more, her face fills with shock, seeing Amber standing before her unharmed, but also unarmed.
She narrows her eyebrows, eyes wide in shock and she finally feels a painful stab in her stomach. Not sure whether it’s because of the betrayal or anger, but she has to be sure. Her hands slowly rise, and her energy feels completely drained. No more power in her being.
A cold shiver engulfs her. Slowly, she stares down her stomach as the pain becomes unbearable. Her lungs become heavy, and she has difficulty to breath, her esophagus tightens by the intrusion of blood making its way out of her body and out her mouth and stomach, staining her combat gear and uniform.
No ONE had ever been successful in killing her. Or more like, no one had ever, even with their greatest power and force, had been successful in taking her down. Amber smiles. She had finally triumphed in taking down their biggest threat.
A sense of peace filling her heart. Every one can finally rest and have a fair chance at being happy, as a great peace over takes her. She can finally set herself free from Carrie. She can finally take a chance herself, to make things right. For Selene and Blake. For Tyler, for Damian.
She falls to her knees, hands embracing the feel of the dirt that for the first time on so long feel so good in her hands. The dirt that calls out freedom to her.
Blake slides Selene’s katana across the torso of a vampire, setting it in a ball of fire and turning to hit another target when he spots Carrie falling to the ground.
His eyes widen in suspense and pride as he sees Selene standing in victory over her body. Tyler falls to the ground and is attacked by a massive vampire, but he shifts again to Asher, hitting the vampire in mid air with his snout and launching before him. Hovering over his victim and biting him right on his face, ripping his head right off his body.
Damian and Blake stand face to face, ready to fight each other again. Damian’s eyes dark red, his fangs exposed, and veins in a deep blue over his neck and face. He slowly walks sideways around Blake.
Blake stares at him, never leaving him from his sight as he slowly moves with him. His eyes dark as night, claws exposed and anger surging in every inch of him.
Harou has had enough of this battle. He stands in the middle of both, hoping to stop them from fighting against each other.
“Enough! Alarick, Keiran please! This has gone far long enough. You have to put an end to this. Both of you!”
“What does it matter? Damian will never stop going after my wife. It doesn’t matter how hard we try and get him to reason with him. He’ll never stop going after her.”
“And why should I? She killed my wife. My mate and the love of my life. I told you Alarick! I will have my revenge. And so long as Selene keeps coming back to life thanks to her fucking mother, I will keep killing her. Time and time again.”
Blake’s eyes widen in shock. “You- you knew all along who we were. You knew all this time. Am I the only one that had no clue of any of this? He looks between the two in shock. Harou sighs, placing his hands down and hanging his head.
“Alarick I told you. Carrie did something different this time when she brought you guys back this time.
She was different this time. She looked angrier, more upset than usual and something just didn’t add up.
“Which it’s why i have been trying to find you Keiran.” Damian looks at him. His expression softens a bit, but still stands on guard.
“Keiran, Emma is not dead.” He says softly, his head hanging low in shame from keeping this secret from him for so long.
“What? No, I don’t believe you. I saw that night. Selene killed her. Her expression was what killed me inside that day. I saw how her eyes faded away. I saw it. And I will never forgive Elena for this. She took everything from me.”