Nekopara fanfic

Chapter 81 (Chapter 81 and 82 are NOT canon.)

I woke up and headed to the garage, the door was wide open and I immediately noticed what was missing. 

My Camaro was gone. 

I grabbed my phone from my pocket and called the police. 

They said they would search for it, but no promises when it came to finding it, this was a big city after all. 

I waited several hours and the police called me and said they haven't had any luck and that I should probably call my insurance company. 

I called my insurance company and spoke with someone and once they found out the value of my car, she seemed to be terrified. 

"W-we-we'll g-get y-you y-your p-payment as s-soon a-as we c-can..." The woman stuttered. 

After being on hold for a few moments I heard the insurance agent's voice again. 

"The m-money has been transferred to your account s-sir," The woman said. 

"Thank you very much, have a nice day," I replied, then hung up. 

I remembered my DP-12 had been sitting in my car, so that was gone too. 

"S***," I muttered to myself. 

I got all the parts to rebuild my car, then assembled it, putting an actual CD player in this time, other than that and the fact that I didn't make this one convertible, it was pretty much the same once I was finished. I locked up the garage and headed inside, relaxing on the couch for a bit when I received a text from Royal.

"The four of us have decided to end this. We're taking the fight to the enemy, If you'd like to come along, your help would be appreciated," It read.

I joined them and fought off most of the gang members while Royal and his buddies took on Razor, Darius, and Wolf.

I was worn out, bleeding, bruised, broken ribs, aching muscles, some mechanical part in my left arm broke, rendering it useless, my trench coat lay on the ground, ripped to shreds, my shirt, little more than rags barely held together by frayed threads. 

I dropped to my hands, or rather hand, and knees. 

Royal and his buddies were putting up a good fight. I tried to push myself back up but only collapsed face first in the dirt. 

I groaned in pain. Vanilla rushed to my side and put a hand on my shoulder. 

"Come on! You must keep going! Fight for me, for all of us, for our safety!" Vanilla said, trying to motivate me, and hell if it didn't work.

I groaned as I pushed myself up. I pulled off my shirt and kissed Vanilla, then headed back into the fight.

I fought well and fought hard.

(Vanilla's perspective.)

thick black smoke rose from him as he fought alongside Royal, Ox, Parrish, and Gold.

After a moment, purple flames burst from his neck and shoulders, but he simply clenched his teeth and continued to fight. 

My eyes welled up with tears as he continued to fight, and was closer and closer to being engulfed in flames. 

He managed to kill Razor, Darius, and Wolf with the help from Royal and his friends, but at what cost... 

Tears poured down my face as I rushed over to what was left of Qrow. 

Only his dog tags, his bandana, as well as his pocket watch, and his wedding ring had survived the flames, everything else was naught but ash... 

I dropped to my hands and knees, tears pouring down my face. 

"No, no, no, he can't be dead!" I said to myself as my arms trembled. 

I felt a hand on my shoulder. 

"I'm sorry. He was a good man," Kashou said, trying to comfort me as he wrapped his arms around me. 

I simply stayed nestled in his arms as I continued to cry until I fell asleep.