The Haunted Short Stories [Open to requests]

Drake's death

/Well everyone buckle up and grab your tissues, and get ready. Be warned I may have cried while writing this./

It had been years after the magic library, when the three adventures had one last fight with the world known demon. Drake stayed back as his two friends fought, he focused on protecting the two by interfering once in awhile with a shield. He was keeping his energy for when Grayson gave the cue to attack HIM, like they had planned out. Grayson kicks the demon in back of the knee making him fall "Drake now!" Grayson yells. HE stands up but quickly gets knocked back by a huge explosion from a fire ball. When he was disoriented Mia swings he sword at him but HE dodges however Grayson see the opportunity and stabs the demon in the back. He pulls his sword out and the demon falls to the ground. "You fool I'm part of the hybrid in killing me you kill him." HE says. Mia and Grayson turn around to the noise of Drake's sword hitting the ground. Drake almost falls but Grayson caches him and gently lays him dow on the ground. "No no, this is my fault!" Grayson says as tears escape his and Mia's eyes. "D-Don't feel b-bad, no matter w-what we did I w-would die w-when we k-killed HIM. And i -I was f-fine with it." Drake says trying to calm his two friends. "Drake you can't die." Mia says sadly. "I-I have f-felt so many people's l-life forces s-slip a-away b-but feeling my o-own, its terrifying." Drake says. "we're here on't be scared." Grayson says softly. "Me d-dying d-doesn't e-even m-matter, I'-im n-not a r-real p-person I-i was c-created t-to p-protect m-my b-brother a-and I f-failed. At l-least n-now I-i know n-no other o-of fa-family mem-members will die-die because of HIM." Drake says. "I will remember you as my brother until the end of time." Grayson promises. Mia adds with saying the word meaning brother in elven which Drake understands. Drake smiles as he closes his eyes, and the two blonds feel the safety they felt because of the hybrids magic fade. The one good thing that ever came from HIM was now gone, and the two blonds were the only ones that felt the effects of it. The mage would be only remembered by two people, the only people who cared for him.