///Death POV///
So now…I was going to one hell of a fight. I look back at my friends. CJ, O’Felia…and Melissa, she gave me a bright smile. To see her smile like that was enough for me to have a reason. One more reason to fight for my friends…my family and for her.
“Good luck…” she whispered to me. Of course I heard her and I gave her a thumb ups to show her that I heard loud and clear.
“Ok…for the favor I placed you to bear…I want you to help me again.” I whispered to her. I took a deep breath and summoned my scythe. I pull back and with a battle cry…I sliced the door and began to kill the first people I saw. I sprinted left and right…and slicing through my enemies. I looked for Marcus and couldn’t find him.
“MARCUS!!” I shouted out as the rage consumed me. I speed through faster and struck faster. There were so many of them…attacking or trying to attack me. I crushed their bones…ripped them apart…sliced them in two…and-and-
“D-Death…” I stopped there in the middle of the bloodbath. I recognized his voice, I turned around. My eyes burning to his…
“Marcus…” I growled. He stood on top of stairs leading to the bright moon. He pulled out a crossbow and began to fire at me. I dodge the arrows. But the arrows wouldn’t stop coming, that weapon is powered by magic! I took a deep breath as I stopped dodging and sprinted straight at him. I swung and he fired. Everything was a flash, I found myself rolling down the stairs. I sat up to check myself for injuries…nothing of any arrow. I look up to see Zeya jumping down to me with the arrow in her hands.
“You called?” she said. She held her hand to me and I took it. She pulled me up and we looked up to see Marcus wounded. Blood oozed out by the deep slice through his chest. He held on to the wall to stay up. He was badly hurt…
“Zeya…” I looked at her. I knew she wanted to kill him. We both did but this is something SHE had to do.
“I know…” she said coldly. She slowly climbed the stairs and shot his legs off with her guns.
“AHH!” he screamed. He collapsed to his knees. Zeya stopped in front of him. She looked down on him and her hands were shaking.
“Zeya!” I heard voices behind me. I turned to see Melissa running towards me. CJ was holding O’Felia up but he was struggled to stay up.
“You ok?” Melissa asked in concern. I nodded and we all turn to Zeya. She was dragging Marcus down the stairs. She dropped him right at the bottom and aimed one of her guns to his face.
“Zeya…” I said slowly. Was she really going to kill him? No matter what he did to her…he was still…
“For ten years…you made me feel pain…made me do things that I still regret doing…” tears were pouring out of her eyes. “For TEN FUCKING YEARS! You made me fight! And you made me kill…you made me kill…”
“I know…” Marcus said. He looked up at her. He gave a weak smile at her, she started screaming at him.
“WHY DID YOU MAKE ME KILL MY MOTHER!” she screamed. “WHY?! WHY!”
“Because…I cannot say…” he was crying as well. I walked up to him and held him up. I placed him on the wall.
“Tell her…you pissed me off because of what you told me.” I said. Zeya gasped as she looked at me. “I know why he made you do it…but as your master, I didn’t want you to break down in pain and sadness because of it.”
