The Reborn

I bolted towards Black with my Elementar speed. He had his back at me and he didn’t saw me coming. I clasped my hand around his neck and I sent a shock of electricity to his neck, but he raised his knee and pushed his foot back kicking me in the stomach. He took my lose of balance as an opportunity and punched me in the right temple. His other fist was coming to my face, but I cached his hand and twisted it at his back, pushing him on the ground. As I wanted the shock him again, I felt my hands that were holding him down burning. I hissed and backed away. He was rushing in my direction with his fists up and I stopped him by kicking him with my right leg right in the chin. The force from my kick raised him in the air and fell on the ground with a thud. In a second I was above him and sent my fist to his face, but he ran and my fist hit the ground making a hole in it. On the ground I saw his shadow and he raised his hands with what looks like a sword. I turned around with my wrists forming an X to block his sword with the shield I created. My jaw dropped when his sword went right through my shield and I retracted my right hand. The sword slashed my skin until it reached the bone when I pulled my other hand away and ran away. Blood was dripping from my arm and my skin was burning in that area.

What kind of sword is that? A normal one can’t do something like that. I looked at his sword and it looks different. The handle is black with red stripes and the blade is pure black with a red line in the middle.

He started to play with his sword making circles with it. “Isn’t it so beautiful? I loved this sword from the moment my father gave it to me.”

I stared at him as he started to walk in my direction. My right hand wrapped itself around the shotgun from my belt. “And let me guess. It’s something special about this sword.”

He smirked and his black eyes shined with pure evil. “This sword it’s a curse sword and it can kill any kind of supernatural being. Including Elementars, Darks or Hybrids. It’s passed from generation to generation exactly like your father’s ring.”

I tighten my grip around the gun. He tries to make me lose my temper and my concentration, but I’m too smart.

Why are his eyes black? They should be dark blue.

I looked again at his eyes and they were indeed black.

They should be dark blue and I don’t know why they are black.

It could be his dark side taking over?

That makes sense. He acted strange since he came here and I don’t remember he telling me that he accepted his dark side.

Well, at last he doesn’t have too much time left to live. He’ll die if the dark side takes over his whole body and mind.

I know that, but I think that Calamity has something to do with all of this.

He suddenly started to run in my direction and I raise in gun and shoot bullet after bullet, but he blocked all of them with his sword. I cursed as he came closer and closer. As my last move, I bent down on my knees and used my gun as a shield for his sword, and kicked his legs making him stumble on the ground before he could cut me in 2. I kicked the sword from his hand with my leg and raised my other shotgun at him. As I was about to push the trigger, I heard a too familiar scream.

Sharpedon was on the ground with his head bleeding fast and Spike had his foot on his back and a gun pointed at his head.

“What a difficult situation for you, Shadow. You can shot me and he dies or you can shot Spike and you die. In both situation someone dies.” Black said with his stupid smirk and when I looked at him, he had a gun in his hand.

Sharpedon was shaking his head ‘No’, to not save him, but I can’t let him die. He’s my friend and he knows how it is to look different in people’s eyes.

I clenched my teeth. I can’t lose Sharpedon, but I can’t let this fucker run away neither. I need to find a way to do both of this things. Come on, I’m a smart girl. An idea popped in my head.

I moved until I was exactly in front of Spike, but at 2 metres away. I aimed my gun at his head and I dropped myself on the ground when I heard Black’s gun go off. The bullet hit Spike in the shoulder and he dropped his gun. I shoot at Black without aiming since I don’t have time and I can’t hold the gun with both my hands. I hit his leg and he was once again on the ground.

Sharpedon was back on his feet kicking Spike’s ass and I shoot another 2 bullets at Black who was still laying on the ground.

He would be dead if those bullets would have hit him, but it never happened. A black shield appeared in front of him and I growled.

Then I’ll kill him with my bares hands.

I ran to him and as I was about to reach him I saw something shine between the trees. I jumped as a bullet was about to reach me and I shoot one of my own. The men behind the trees fell on the ground lifeless, but it distracted me from my target. Black wasn’t on the ground anymore and I started to search for him, someone grabbed my shoulders from behind pushing me backwards as a foot collided with the center of my spine. I screamed in pain as a sick crack came from my back and I fell on the ground unable to move one finger.

My whole spine was screaming in pain and vibrating painfully. I can feel all my vertebrae twitching, trying to find a more comfortable position.

Black grabbed my chin to look at me. He has a victorious smirk on his face. “Do you remember what I told you 2 weeks ago, Shadow? I’m going to kill you, but I won’t slice your throat. I’ll just shoot you, but I’ll still stare dead in your eyes. I’ll be the last thing you see before you go in hell, bitch.” he aimed his gun at my head and I smirked.

“It’s not my time yet. I won’t give up without a fight.” I said and I let electro shocks cover my body. He hissed as his hand was electrocuted and dropped my head back on the ground.

“You bitch!” he yelled and shoot bullet after bullet, but I created a shield in front of me like Sharpedon learnt me.

It took a lot of energy to create the shield without using my hands and it also takes a lot to keep it. Unfortunately, it’s even more difficult since I’m bleeding and I’m spine is basically in 2. After 3 minutes of blocking bullet after bullet, and he changed like 3 guns, the shield started to crack. With each bullet hitting my shield, it cracks even more.

Come on. I can’t die now and here. Not by his hands anyway.

When the next bullet hits my shield, it will shatter and it will reach me. I guess that that’s it. I can’t yell for help because I have to keep my concentration on the shield.

I closed my eyes and waited for the bullet to hit me as I heard the sound of the gun being shoot. But it never happened. I opened my eyes and saw that Sharpedon tackled Black on the ground. I couldn’t see exactly what happened, but Black stopped moving under Sharpedon. He raised on his feet, turned around and gave me a little smile before he fell on the ground. He started to cough blood and that’s when I saw that the bullet hit his chest, probably hitting one on his lungs.

I wanted to get up and ran to him, but I was fucking paralysed. Panick raised to my chest at the thought of him dieing. He can’t die. If he dies, with who I’ll practice my move, learn new things and have have those deep conversation before we go back to teasing. He can’t go because I still have things to learn from him and he still has things to learn from me. He can’t die.

“SHARPEDON DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE TO DIE. You can’t die! You hear me?!! You can’t die until you become the person you truly are. Not until you become some you are proud of. You still have to finish your goal and you can’t fucking die before you achieve it. YOU HEAR ME, GAZE??” I yelled since I couldn’t reach him.

He turned his head at me and gave me slightly nod. He was coughing badder than before and blood was coming out of his nose too.

I was still staring at his shaking body when a pair of boots appeared in front of me. I looked up as good as I could and was a smirking Spike. He was smirking down at me and playing with his gun.

“Black may be out cold, but I’m still here. I won’t let you get away this time.” he said and I felt disperate because I was defend less and no one could help me right now.

Behind him I saw a dropped gun and I concentrated the last glint of power in me to make that gun raise from the ground and aim it at him. I made it raise, but it was shaking uncontrollably as I don’t have enough energy and power to make it steady and shoot. I felt me running out of power and the gun dropped on the ground. Even the mask disappeared from my face and Spike could clearly see my face, but it’s useless since I’ll die anyway.

I glared up at him. “Just push that dammed trigger already. You’re the winner. I’m the loser. Let’s get it done.” I said defeated and bite my tongue to try not to cry.

I’m wasn’t crying because I was dying or hurting. I was crying because I was angry with myself because I couldn’t protect everyone and because I’m dying like this. I’m crying because I’m frustrated and angry with myself.

“What’s your name?”

“What?” I asked as I looked at him like he’s stupid. And he must be because he knows my name.

He rolled his dark blue eyes. “I asked you what’s your name.”

“It’s Bolt and you already know it.”

“No. I want to know your real name.”

“Why? You’ll kill me anyway. What’s the point in knowing me name?”

He shrugged. “Just answer the damn question. How you said, it’s not important since you’ll die so just tell me.”

I started to get angry. “Why? So you can have a name to the face you’ll about to kill? Fine then. You should be proud of you since you’ll kill me, Shadow Thunder of Moonlight, a damn Elementar royal. Now push the trigger and fuck off.”

“Y-Your Shadow? Your alive?” he asked, shock dripping from his voice.

I scoffed. “Tell me something I don’t know. I should be, but I’m not. So suck it and kill me already.”

He stared at me for a while the he shook his head and looked around.

“What the fu-” I started to say when he shoot a bullet right next to my head and started to drag me by my legs.

“Shut up.” he whispered yelled. “Just shut up and pretend to be dead. I’ll let you next to your half dead friend and I’ll take Black.” he kept looking around as he dragged me.

“Why are you suddenly helping me?” I asked confused.

He finally let my feet drop and bent down to my level. “I’ll explain everything later, but until then you have to look dead so I’ll knock you out cold.”

I was about to protest, but his foot collided with my right temple, the same one the Black hit, and black spots started to cover my vision.

Normally, a simple kick wouldn’t knock me out, but I lost a lot of blood and I’m paralysed with no power left.

The last thing I remember before I blacked out is the feeling like someone grabbed my hand and gave it a little squeeze in a reassuring way.