Don't Fear The Reaper *Izana x OC x OC* (COMPLETE)

Just Like Me

Reza 3---

"You didn't save me! You killed my brother for not being good enough and now you want to do the same to me!"

I straighten and immediately move after her. I feel my sword sink into her stomach at the same time I feel hers hit me as well.

I shove her backward, ripping my sword from her stomach and in the process I feel hers come free from mine. My wound is rather shallow considering but it's still painful. She rushes toward me, her blood dripping onto the hardwood floors and slashes at me with her sword. Thanks to her injury she is weakened just enough that I am able to block the slice and force the sword out of her hands. I toss it away from her and swing my sword toward her but she blocks it with a dagger while trying to stab me with another. If I lower my sword, she'll stab my shoulder from the force, but if I don't lower it, the other could puncture my lung. I bite my lip, toss my sword aside, then manage to grab her wrist and stop the one headed for my ribs as the other misses my shoulder and hits me in the chest. She wrenches free from my grip and tackles me, bringing us roughly down to the floor.

The impact disorients me briefly and as I refocus, I feel a fist strike my face, splitting my lip open followed by another breaking my nose. I manage to catch her third strike and punch her in return. I flip us over and press a dagger to her throat. She chuckles but it comes out slightly broken from her stab wound.

"You won't kill me Rezallia. You've always been such a disappointment just like your brother, too weak and pathetic to do what is best for the family." I catch her hands as she tries to hit and choke me, then jump enough on my knees to pin her hands beneath them.

"Shut up! Meiran tried to save me from you turning me into a monster like the rest of this family! You killed your own son you heartless bitch!" I can't seem to catch my breath or focus on anything except my blood dripping onto her throat as I raise the dagger to plunge it into her chest.

She killed Meiran, she wanted me dead, she turned me into this, she brought this upon herself. She deserves to die!

"You were just fine being a Reaper and killing people, so how are you any different? Thinking you're better than me when you are just the same!" She shouts, halting my fatal blow just a few inches from her heart.

She's right. If I kill her, I'd be just like her...

A triumphant smirk crosses her face and she uses my inner turmoil to free her hands and pin me beneath her again. Her hands immediately wrap around my throat, her long fingernails digging into my skin. I shouldn't have let her get to me like that but her words were true. I am like the family but I have the choice to be different than her. If I kill her, I am just like her but despite everything that happened, I feel like Meiran wouldn't want me to kill her... She does deserve to die though. I feel my lungs starting to ache and burn as my fingers dig and scrape at her hands.

"I should have let Meiran kill you so I could break him that much easier. I didn't expect for you to be such a rebellious little brat!" She growls, her fingers pressing tighter. "No matter. Soon you'll be dead and I will capture and murder that annoying little street rat you took in as well!"

I'm going to die and I can't even whistle for help. This sucks. I can't give in though... I have a chance at a better life... a potential new future with Roman, I have Izana as a friend as well.I brought these people here to help me accomplish my goal and I can't let them down while they're doing their part to protect me. I grit my teeth as my vision starts to fade and grab one of her arms with both hands and push hard in opposite directions until I hear her bones snap. Her grip fades away and I choke in as much air as possible while swinging blindly. I feel several of my hits connect. I knock her off of me and try to get to my feet but she pulls a dagger and stabs my thigh. I curse and kick her hand, shattering the bones before I stomp on it. I pull the dagger out of my thigh and toss it aside. Every fiber of my being is screaming at me to kill her but I can't. I have to be better than she is. It doesn't help that I am drenched in blood and can barely stand, see, or bleed either. I move my other foot and plant it on her throat, pressing down just enough to keep her pinned.

"You're wrong Mother," I choke out, my voice coming out in a harsh rasp. "I'm not the same as you, I am better than you. I'll let the world decide your fate."

I move my boot and kick her in the temple just hard enough to knock her out, then try to make it to the door but I can't get myself to walk. I stare down at my bloody and unconscious mother and sigh. I wonder what my life could have been, had I not been born to this family. What broke her so badly that this is what she became? I catch sight of my necklace and pull it from her throat along with the one she'd worn ever since I could remember. I vaguely recall her telling me once as a child that my Father had given it to her when I was born. I put them around my neck and use her desk to help me stay upright. It takes several tries but I manage to get a whistle to leave my lips but even holding the desk isn't working anymore. As I hit my knees, the door flies open and I fall into Roman's arms and everything goes black.