Point of View (Completed)

Fumi: 31

I jumped on top of the railings, giving a great view of the uprooted trees, rumbled landscaping throughout Olympus Prep's meadows. 

Lightning crackled, and it landed to the field creating a giant scar from the White Gs to the Front door of the school. 
Boom! Kerr!! 
I turned. Gray was on top of Tyler, gripping his neck while Tyler's arms were burnt.
"You.. Arrogant Prince!" Gray growled.
I ran up to him, "Treque!!" 
I hit him hard with my ax, but failed when he flew back. Tyler struggled to stand beside me.

His arms were smoking, like he must've put on great efforts, to stop themselves from flying. I know our situation is cramped because there's a swirling storm above us, with a crazy blood-draining witch in the middle of it, and its traitorous twin brother, super mad to kill us. But the way Tyler's crazy to just get Gray's advantage off of him, even if both of them falls to their death, is somewhat alluring. 
I was snapped out of my daze when Tyler's hand landed on my shoulder, asking for support.
"You okay?" He asked.
I gave him a flash of grin, "Nice job on burning out his oil."
Gray looked surprised then tried to fly, but his boots creaked, and the oil started to leak in every angle.
I smirked, "Somebody hasn't been using them for a while."

Gray growled. He lunged at me. Tyler kicked him to the side, leaving Gray banging against the railings. The cement fell off but he was still on the roof.
I steadied my ax and charged at him, of course, he was expecting my typical hit-the-enemy-in-the-face hit, but I thought I'd improvise. 

I slid below him, and hit him from behind. He groaned in pain as he went stumbling then Tyler quickly jumped in, punching him straight in the face. 

He was breathless, and faced us. 3/4 of his face was filled with blood, he spat out some of it then twisted a knife. He began to charge, his eyes blazing in fury.
"I got this. I got this. I got this. I got this." Tyler kept on muttering, obviously he has never faced these circumstances before, like an angry blood-covered guy lunging at him.
He may be a bad boy at school, but he's still innocent, it's really funny. But I have no time to laugh, Tyler can't handle a full-blown Gray, he'll die. I have to take this blow.

"Don't steal this moment from me, Sanchez. Hiyaa!!" I met up with Gray. 
Our sharp blades clashed with a loud screeching sound. The impact threw me back on the debris but I quickly stood.
"You have no idea, how much it hurt, Myrtle." Gray hissed. "I have liked you since the day we met."
We jumped at each other and just kept on letting our blades do the work. I still get the feeling in my stomach like I'm feeling sluggish, but then I just ignored it. It's like I'm getting weaker by the minute, even with Jameine gone, the feeling of being drained never disappeared.
"Yet you chose a weak fragment in replace for me!" Gray added as we backed away after a loud crash with each other.
I blew a hair away as I positioned in battle stance again, "So this is how you tell somebody that you like them? By betraying them? Oh, yeah.." 
I jumped on him and he was sent back to the broken debris of railings.
"Real attractive, Traitor." I said sarcastically.
He groaned and stood, "I am not a traitor. I told you I only wanted to visit you."
"But still, you made it feel like you were one of us, that means we're betrayed in conclusion, you're a traitor." I replied.
He scowled and lunged again and again. 
Every punch grew stronger, I admit, I'm having a hard time to cope with him. But I didn't show it.

I couldn't see what Tyler was doing, now that I think about it, we have been slammed with each other to every part of the roof, but we never encountered Tyler.
I made a mistake to look away to just get a single glance of Tyler. But Gray tripped me, getting myself to lie flat on my back.
He stood on top of me, "It's nothing personal, Myrtle. Just Family. I just thought of saying everything to you because .. it felt like the perfect time before you die."
I gave him a disgusted face, "At least I didn't betray people who considered me as friends. Like what when we thought of you as a friend."
He sighed with tears in his eyes then shook them away. He raised his knife ready to strike but stopped.
He squinted, "I.. can't... do it."
Gray knelt beside me, dropping his knife.