My Savior | A Munakata X Oc Novel {K Project}

Chapter 5 (the end)

I threw myself to the side when the creature bursted in and broke the desk.

I was in shock.

It's smell stinged in my nose.

It stopped at looked at me, I was frozen in fear but it looked at me as if I was familiar.

It crawled towards me.

I backed until my back touched the wall.

I closed my eyes, my body was trembling.

It slowly got closer- drooling and dragging its body over to me.

I felt it's breath on my face but it didn't touched me.

All of a sudden Munakata stormed in.

He saw the creature over me and didn't hesitate.

He quickly stabbed his sword through its neck. I opened my eyes when I heard it wheeze and screech in pain.

It's scream made my ears bleed and it panicky dug its claws into my shoulder.

He slashed it towards my neck and I fell to the floor.

The sword was pierced through it but it was still moving.

It threw itself around in pain and panic but Munakata took the chance he got when it stopped to try to get air.

He swiftly jumped over it and grabbed his sword.

He grabbed it and the beast was slayed.

It's head fell to the floor and blood went everywhere.

My vision was getting blurry.

I had lost so much blood that I was practically laying in a puddle.

I took shallow breaths and was trembling.

At first I felt hot but now I was freezing my skin off.

The thick red liquid touched my face and I had gotten it into my left eye.

I was crying... but I didn't feel pain since my body was in shock.

Munakata stood up and turned, but when he did he saw me.

I wish he didn't have to see me like this... and I knew he wished the same.

He quickly got over to me and for once his emotions had reached his face expression.

He looked horrified... and so sad.

He quickly lifted me up and laid my head on his lap.

He sat in my blood as he took off his coat and pressed it against my wound.

He cried and yelled at me but I couldn't hear him.

I was dying.

But I was calm.

He pushed on the wound and hugged his arm around me softly.

He was screaming for the others to help him but they didn't come.

I raised my bloody hand to his cheek.

He wanted me to fight, fight to stay conscious...but I couldn't, I wasn't that strong.

I smiled at him as I touched his face.

He would be able to recover... and I would be forever thankful for the life he had given me and the love we have shared.

I had gotten all I had wished for and now I had to leave it all.

With all my streight I spoke.... "I-I love you so much..".

I coughed a bit but I didn't move a muscle.

My hand fell down, leaving blood on his face. He stared at me and cried.

I closed my eyes even though he started shaking me to keep me conscious... I couldn't. Everything turned black and I could hear music play in my head.

The song was familiar.

I used to listen to it back at the orphanage.

It was my favorite.

It was my end credits.

Unforgettable by Nat King Cole from the 50's.... how wonderful.