Point of View (Completed)

Fumi: 30

My eyes were open wide, in pure shock, "G-Gray.. You?"
He looked sternly sad. He was dressed in black shirt, with black rider jacket and black pants. 
"Never expected this, huh?" He asked seriously.
"W-Why would you-? I-.. I thought, we were-"
"Friends? Sweet Myrtle, you never had any. Not even in jail." He said cutting me off.

This time my blood boiled.
"I only did this because I have no purpose in not doing my sister's errands anymore. Sure, last time she'd let everything slide, because she understands some of me, she's my twin." He added.
"But now, you have chosen Tyllie.." Jameine growled. "Over Gray. So he has to follow us."
"Dear brother here, gave us 5 royal bloods in order for us to produce these bodies. Thank you, Gray. Oh, and empress, I do hope that guy named Thomas was no one to you, I drained him pretty well." Jandira said.

I jumped on Gray, using the edge of my sword to slice even just the slightest part on his right cheek. He hissed and kicked me away, I recovered and stood. Once again, I ran up to him holding his neck, he processed everything and hit me with something sharp on the side of my stomach. I stepped back and it was a knife. He smirked evilly as he twisted the knife and stood calmly.
I held my stomach, damn it, this is gonna leave a scar. I looked at the wound, it didn't hurt and my stomach didn't bleed.
It actually only sent a jolt into me, like a short electrical shock you get when you accidentally hold the metal socket or when you hold a live cable wire. 

"30 more minutes, Myrtle. And those healer's blood effects will fade." Gray said, his smirk vanished.
Tyler ran up behind him and stabbed him in the neck, "No one. Steals. My Fight. With You."
They tumbled back until they fell off the railings.
"Tyler!" I yelled.
But in a split second they both flew up, with the help of Gray's black fiery boots, but they were still fighting.
The witches cackled behind me, and I faced them. These guys really know how to put on a show.
"Come, Jameine, Our power increases in the storm." 
Jandira hopped on her broom as she flew up to the spiraling black clouds. Jameine nodded and I saw my chance. 
I pounced on her and we went on the ground rolling.
"Ugh, stupid turtle!" She yelled as she pulled my hair switching our places for her to be on top.
I laid on the ground, gripping her neck as she did with mine 
"Stop interfering with everything that I want to do!" She yelled.
I didn't answer. At the corner of my eye, I saw my ax shine in a glimpse when lightning crackled across the sky. I reached for it as Jameine continued to blabber and gripping my neck harder.
"I did not purposely join Jandira's side for you to mess that up too!"
Her nails were digging through my neck, I could sense some blood were about to pop, but with the healer's blood it won't happen, neither would I run out of air.

I have to keep her occupied so that she doesn't notice me reaching for my battle ax. 
"I never liked you, why should I care about you getting what you want?!" I said.
She raised my head and bumped in on the ground hard for like a million times. A blast of tornado-like wind was now surrounding the roof. 
"YOU. STOLE. THE LOVE. OF. MY. LIFE. YOU SHOULD DIE!!!!" She said as tears were attempting to fall out.
My hand suddenly felt the rubber grip on my ax, time to finally end this stupid girl fight.
"I did not go through impossible ventures.." I positioned my ax. "To have this girly fight with you!" 
I hit her on the head causing both of us to fly on different sides, the wind picked us up the moment we let go of each other. She hissed and stood holding her head, while I stood in battling stance with a smirk.
She faced me, breathing heavily in anger. Half of her face was crumbling into dust, the slice on her head was still visible because of my face.
"Oh, somebody got a boo-boo?" I asked.
She growled and ran to me. Her nails grew longer like talons. Just like her master.
I slid down to dodge her, as she kept slicing and slicing without hesitation, even when she hit the railings causing the cement to get picked up by the wind and sent up in the storm.
I sure hope, Jandira notices it when it lands on her face.
"Die!!" Jameine yelled as she kept on slicing.
I just went on jumping back, dodging, defensing my self from her talons. It's hard to go offensive when the wind's on her side. I can barely touch the ground, and if it isn't for my determination to come down, I would have been already turned into electrons in the Storm.

'There's got to be a way out of this. Find out her weakness.' I thought.
On the side of the broken railings with deep gashes from Jameine's talons, right when I jumped sideways to avoid another sharp slice, I saw her own broom, floating in mid-air. Doing nothing, but there were still something trickling down from it. 
Dust? Why would there be dust?
"Hey, Jammy." I said blocking a talon with my ax and pushing her back. "By any chance are you weaker than your master?"
She was shocked, "What-! Are you talking about?!"
She gave a surprise attempt to slice my face, the talons hit me alright, but nothing happened the wound immediately healed.
"Could there be any possibility that-" I hit her straight to the face but she crossed her talons defending herself. "-you have a weakness too?"
She hissed and threw me back, "Why would I tell you that?! You are naive, turtle!"
She positioned in battle stance as I smirked.
I raised her broom beside me, "Because I think.. this counts as it, am I right?"
She was in pure shock that she took a step back, "How did you-"
She looked at the place where her broom should have been levitating, "How could I have..."
Jameine knelt to the ground, "Missed that..?"
I laughed and held the broom in front of me, "You can't even succeed in this choice of life, Jam. Your an underling and a newbie in this witchy stuff, so now, your broom counts as your heart." 
I heard her sob, for a moment, I really thought that it was the Jameine. I lowered the broom a bit.
"Why do I lose?" She asked in between sobs. "What do you have that I don't? *sobs* Good side or Bad side, you are good at it. Why..? I can't even keep my.. Tyler. You're the criminal, you're the stupid, hard-headed girl.."
I swear a tick just appeared on my head, "Don't focus on one target, enhance what you see, it'll keep you on your feet. But.. you're still on my bad side, even in death, Jameine. Poor choice of words."
I broke her broom in half and she let out a full-blown scream. She crawled to me but she crumbled to dust before she even breathed in to me. 

The wind was gone, and the storm was starting to spread, but in the middle they were still holding it together.
"Jandira.." I spat out a bit of dust. "You're next."