Far From Normal

Chapter 26- Rain fell that Day

Fueled with unending anger. If he is dead I'll bring him back just kill him again.

The winds picked up as to tell me my suspicion was true. He was fighting Travis.

I reached to the sky and it began to cry. If I'm as angry as I am now, the forest will need it.

I opened a portal and it was smoking.

The flames of emotion are crazy.

Portal after portal I opened them until there I stood infront of a building.

I kicked the door and inside was Slade holding Travis in his arms.

I ignored him ran to Lena.

She wasn't going anywhere. She was chained to a support beam and through her right arm was stuck into the wall be a pipe.

"Oh my god"

Her eyes were hazy and her knees looked weak.

I opened a portal and the blade Gram appeared in my hand.

She looked up at me and smiled weakly.
"You know I never want to hurt you right?"
"Of course my love"

I kissed her lips and the tension in her shoulders slowly faded.

I stepped back and channeled flames into the sword. In one swing I cut a majority of the pipe off the rest.

It's a shame I don't have magic that numbs pain.
"Keith I know your exhausted but do you know any magic that ignores pain?"
He sat up from where he was and spoke faintly.
"I'm afraid I don't, best thing I can do is heal minor wounds, that's not minor"

I kissed Lena again and gently placed my hand on either side of the pipe.

"Ready?"
"C-count to three"
"Okay One"
I pulled hard and fast quickly removing her arm from the pipe.

She screamed in pain and lashed out punching me across the face but I wasn't done.

I took my blade and cut stripes from my shirt and then cut a relatively large gash in my hand.
"What's your blood type?"
Struggling to speak she managed.
"A-positive"

I closed my eyes and used blood magic to painfully change my blood type.

I pushed the blood into the wound commanding it to close the wound and with a combination of healing magic to reattach severed muscles and veins. But I couldn't close the wounds I could only make the hole smaller and reattach the important stuff.

I applied pressure and wrapped her arm with my shirt bandage and helped her to the floor.
"You should make sure he's okay"
"Lena if it wasn't for him and his fucking lone wolf bulk shit this wouldn't have happened"

Keith spoke louder this time.
"You shouldn't talk about him that way, he's been through more than you know"
"More than I know? I don't care he let Drake die, I also don't care about what happened in South Dakota. She is the only thing I care about"
"Please Lucas just make sure he's okay"

I stood.
"Because you asked"

Physically he had no mortal wounds.

On the floor was... The man who killed my master and almost killed the girl that made my life worth living.

"You okay"
He ignored me.

I'm done with him.

"This is your own dam fault. I had so much to bring to the table and you came alone? I could have help you fucking idiot pull your head out of your ass!!"