Logan's Tribrid

11.

Shorter chapter, I'm sorry

Logan's POV:

"What can I do for you, Lucifer?"

"You knew Isabella as Aroura Diance, correct?"

I nod my head as he look at his computer. "Aroura Diance is not a real person. And neither is Isabella Johnson."

"Dad, don't tell me you believe that bitch about her being Willow."

"It's the only logical idea at this point. She has the same healing as you and your brothers, Rage. She has the same powers from what we've seen, she has the same eyes as Willow. She has a good excuse for all the names, she has the tattoo birth mark."

Rage took in a deep breath before finally opening his eyes, then being a deeper red than usual, indicating his anger.

"I want a blood test. Call our home doctor, not nurse, doctor. And tell him to get here now." He stomped out of the room and back down to the basement.

"He's gonna feel bad for torturing her when he finds out that she was telling the truth." I just nod.

We sat in silence, both rubbing our temples when we suddenly hear a gunshot resonate through the house.

Me and Lucifer jump up and run to the basement to see Rage holding a gun pointed towards Willow and a bullet in her stomach.

She has a smile on her face and a mischievous look in her eye as blood dribbled out of her mouth, while he has a singular tear drop on his cheek.

Rage's POV:

I stomped out of my dads office and down to the basement to let out some steam.

"You know, you're gonna be sorry when you find out I was telling the truth."

"Shut the fuck up."

I grabbed a knife from my device table and throw it at her left shoulder, hitting bullseye.

"You just can't accept the fact that your mate wanted to cheat on you with me. You can't face the fact that you were lied to for years about your sister being dead. You can't stand the fact that your torture doesn't affect me.

But you know why? It's because I'm your sister that was kidnapped at 8 years old. Your sister who was tortured for 11 years straight. But you don't understand. It hurt me too. Not just physically, mentally too. I had to face the fact that I wouldn't see my brother grow into the, apparently asshole, that he is now. I didn't get to see Wrath being born. I saw nothing but blood and pain.

So yes, Rage. I killed your mate. He tried to touch me. I was only ever actually friends with him so I could find a way to get to Hell so I could find you guys. Yes, I had 3 different names. Because I was running for my life to come back and see you guys. But I come back to this. Torture. The one thing I thought I finally escaped from."

"Shut up!!!" And suddenly, I couldnt control myself. I pulled out a gun filled with poisonous herbs, silver, and wolfsbane.

"You'll be sorry. No one will forgive you if you do it, not when they find out that I'm Willow. No one will forgive you. No one but me. Because I'm not the conniving dirty bitch that you think I am."

I pulled the trigger. All I saw was sadness and red. She smiled as blood dripped from her mouth and she blinks slowly, almost as if she's content with the idea of death.

She turned to my family and Logan before saying, "I love you." She turned to face me, looking right in my eyes. "All of you." Before going unconscious.

I freeze as the gun drops from my hands. Moments of silence passed before I ran to her and dropped to my knees.

"No. Nonono. What have I done? Call a doctor!!" Everyone began rushing around, calling doctors and grabbing things that could keep her alive until someone gets here. I untie her and bring her upstairs onto the couch and dad bring in a first aid kit and begins trying to save her.

After a few moments, an underworld ambulance arrives and they put her on a gurney before making their way to the hospital.

We go as quickly as possible behind the ambulance to the hospital and get out when we arrive. They immediately take her to a room. What the hell have I done?