Arachnid -> RE: (HS) The Story of Captain Arafae (1/22/2012 10:56:09)
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Chapter 20- And So It Ends The first thought that went through my head was: "He can't die!". But, I've been wrong before. The fighting raged around us, as I ran to his burning body, some skin around the wound already turning black, and gripped the sword hilt to pull it out. I pulled with all of my might (which was probably not the best idea), and yanked the sword free. I heard laughing behind me. I turned around to see Captain Overcast. Horrible thoughts swam in my head. "HAHAHAHAHA! YOU SEE?! NO ONE CAN DEFEAT ME! NOT EVEN YOUR PETTY FRIEND! YOU ARE ALL WEAK!" He laughed. I was about to run up to him and kill him where he stood when Arafae grabbed my sword, and took it. "What are you...?!" I began. But then I saw. She had both of the swords, and she was pushing them together. Wait...Can she do that? Fuse the swords? I watched as her face strained with the effort, until finally, the blades melted into each other, forming a new sword. It was just as long as the other swords, and the color was silver...But there were glowing runes on the blade, each one glowing blue and red. She turned to Overcast. Immediately, she began to change. Her eyes glowed red, her fangs grew huge, and her body seemed to turn into a living shadow. I backed up. "YOU...WILL...DIE!" she hissed in an unearthly voice. You could see the slightest bit of fear in Overcast's eyes. Then she ran. The dashed towards him with the sword with amazing speed, and stabbed him in the stomach before he could react. The runes glowed brighter, and the wound began to freeze and burn at the same time. Overcast yelled. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" He shouted at Arafae. She shoved the sword in deeper. "This is for Drakkoniss...and Zafara...May Death have no mercy on you," she hissed, and ripped the sword out. Overcast yelled, and got on his knees. It was silent for a moment. Then, he stood up, laughing. "Heh...heh heh...HAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU THOUGHT THAT WOULD KILL ME?! I AM UNBEATABLE! YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME!" "How about some jail time, then?!" Zafara exclaimed, jumping above his head. She was holding the jar of dirt. She landed in front of him, and took the top off of the jar. Instantly, the air got colder, and everyone stopped fighting. "Goodbye, Captain Overcast." she said, smiling. Slowly, he began to be sucked into the jar. "WHAT?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU CANNOT IMPRISON ME! I AM INVINCIBLE! I AM UNBEATABLE! I AM..." and the rest of him was sucked in. Zafara put the top back on the jar. "You are now dirt," she finished. I looked around to see that their was no enemy soldiers. Arafae had morphed back, and Drakkoniss was standing again. Cheers erupted from everyone, for all of us. We had won. -One year later- I walked up the deck of the ship. It had been at least a year since I had seen Arafae, after the battle. Experimental had given me his ship and crew, so I had no need to stay on Arafae's ship, though I did want to for many months. I walked to the door to the Captain's Quarters, and knocked. "Enter." I opened the door to see Arafae holding two swords. She had somehow unfused Excalibur and Exuro. I walked up to where she was sitting. "Life...is precious, Wiiman. You only get one. It is unnatural to have two lives. And your body know this. It will catch up to you if you try something...That requires power. You remember when I used the fused sword to stab Overcast? Well, the sword was too powerful, it required energy form the wielder. Part of their soul. Do you know what I'm trying to tell you, Wiiman?" "I...I don't know, Cap'n." "I am dying, Wiiman." How could she die? Vampires are already dead. "But..." I began. "I have one last favor to ask you. A vampire's death is about two weeks long, as our skin rots, and our insides turn to fire. It is an extremely painful process. Well, I would like to skip that altogether. I need you... to kill me." she put the two swords down, and pulled out her won sword, a normal scabbard. I was in shock. "This sword has been...modified. It will kill a vampire by releasing it's soul, which will go to the underworld, but it is one use. It will disintegrate when you are done." She handed me the sword, and she walked to a small hammock, and laid down. She looked at me. "Well? Come on! I don't have all day!" It felt like I was in a dream. I slowly walked up to her, and held the sword above her, hesitating. "It is my wish. Please, Wiiman. Do it so Zafara doesn't have to see me suffer." I blinked tears from my eyes. I looked away, as I brought the sword through her body. The hand gripping the sword turned cold, and then the sword turned to ashes. I looked at Arafae. Her wound form the sword had already healed, and she had a calm look on her face. "It may take...a few minutes...But I will die...Thank you, Wiiman...For...everything." She drew me in and hugged me. When she released me, she handed me Exuro. I walked outside the door, closed it, and cried. -Zafara- I saw her ship in the distance. I began running to it in excitement. I climbed up the ropes, my long hair dangling. The crew greeted me, but something seemed wrong. I continued to my mothers cabin. Wiiman, who was standing outside her cabin looking very pale, with his eyes were red and wet as if he'd been crying, told me she was not feeling well. Of course I would have none of this. I moved him aside and proceeded in. I never knew that decision would change my life. I walked in. "Mother, I..." I stopped. She was laying down, her back to me. "Mother? Is everything alright?" I walked close to her. I noticed she much paler than usual. Was she sick? "Mother?" I walked around so I could see her face. I gasped. "Mother! Mother!" I cried. She wasn't moving. Then she coughed. She slowly opened her eyes. "Mother?! Are you alright?!" I was sobbing now. She looked like she...was dying. But how? "My dear...Zafara...You see me now...dying...No,no, please don't cry little one...I have something for you..." I looked up. She was smiling, and reaching under herself. She pulled out her sword, known to the humans in their stories as Excalibur. It glowed blue. I gasped. "I can't take this! It is yours!" "No...It is yours now...Think not badly of me..." "Why would I think badly of you?" I cried. "I have kept a secret from you...it's about your father..." My father? I had never known about my father. She never spoke of him. I had to hear this. "What about him, mother?" "He was a..." She was began to cough violently. I could tell her next words would be her last. I had to savor then, no matter what they were. "...a vampire." Then she sighed. A long, final sigh. I knew that now, she was dead. She left me in this world...right after telling me that I was a vampire. I had known already that she herself was a vampire. But I thought I was just a simple damphir...I couldn't believe it. I took the sword and held it, then rushed to the door. I ran past Wiiman, ran past the crew. I ran and ran. And never looked back. No one should ever see a vampire cry. -Overcast- He hated it. Hated that he had lost. Hated that he was trapped in a jar of dirt. Hated that they threw the jar into the ocean, and he sank to the bottom. Hated that his wound burned with cold and fire every second. He didn't know how he would get out. He could be stuck in here for all eternity, with nothing but the burning pain, and the fish to keep him company. But a voice came. the same evil voice that was on the ship. "OVERCAST...YOU HAVE FAILED ME. YOU COULD NOT KILL THEM. BUT THEY OUTNUMBERED YOU...I CAN FREE YOU AND HEAL YOU, OVERCAST. BUT YOU MUST SERVE ME...FOR ETERNITY." That was a sweet deal. He would be freed and healed, and then he could betray the voice. "I accept!" "GOOD...YOU WILL HELP ME DEFEAT MY ENEMIES...STARTING WITH THAT DRAKKONISS..." "We shall! We will kill them all! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
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