Red - Page 8

**am0184** · 10-25-2008

OH MY GOD!!! If u turned this into a book i would buy it instantly!!!

gray18 · 10-26-2008

Okay I started reading this last night and I have to say I love it. I can't wait for the rest of. Oh and if it was a book I would buy it as well.

Waste · 10-26-2008

I present to you the last part of their story.

“If you fall…” Jesse started, but Luke finished his sentence.

“My men will leave.” Luke promised.

No one moved, no one spoke. Who would dare to go against what the two men said? From the view of the onlookers there was nothing that gave off more energy and hate than Luke and Jesse.

Luke threw aside his gun and readied his fists in front of his face “As your race killed my father, I have killed yours” he grinned.

“And as you have burnt my mothers heart with sorrow I shall do the same to yours. May her grief never end.” Jesse also readied himself, crouching slightly and bringing his fists up. They watched each other for just a minute before Luke lunged forward.

It took Jesse longer than it usually would to see the punch and then move to the side and dodge it, his reactions had become clouded by the lack of blood in his system, but he still managed to pivot on his left leg and swing his body around, throwing a punch that Luke easily deflected. “It seems, leech, that we are matched.”

“In your nightmares” Jesse growled. Bringing his arm up to deflect another attack. Luke’s eyes narrowed as he jumped back and then ran at Jesse, catching his chin with the force of a battering ram. Jesse slid back a few feet, struggling to stay balanced as Luke came at him again, sinking his fist into Jesse’s gut and leaving him on the floor, where Jesse executed a perfect role and then sprang to his feet with the agility of a cat.

Jesse phased to the side and pretended to throw a punch with his left hand, as Luke reached up to deflect it he brought his right fist around and rammed it against the side of his opponents head, the force caused Luke’s surroundings to blur slightly, he regained his senses a second too late and was unable to block a second punch, and then a third. He fell back and found his head spinning too much for him to be able to pull himself up. He felt Jesse’s hand at his throat “A fitting end, like father like son.” Jesse growled, as he tightened his grip.

Luke reached out and his hand closed around the hilt of a small silver dagger, discarded by a fallen slayer, just as the pressure on his neck began to choke him he brought the blade up and punctured Jesse’s chest, Luke twisted the hilt viciously snapping it from the blade so that the silver remained inside his chest.

Jesse gave a single cry of pain before collapsing onto Luke, Luke pushed the body off of him and rose to his feet, panting heavily has he observed the waiting crowd, now the slayers outnumbered the vampires, and all would fall. Luke smiled as he heard the distress in Autumn’s torn voice.

“You coward! You bastard you..” she began to sob as Emelae closed her arms around her and hugged her tightly, they had finally accepted their demise.

“I did what was required of me.” Luke snapped, he tuned to his mother and bowed his head “The lead is yours.”

The vampires stood along the far wall, as they had done at the beginning of the battle. The five remaining slayers stepped forward, leaving Jesse’s body behind them, curled in the blood of his enemies. Autumn refused to die on her knees and rose slowly, still clutching Emelae, Dustin came to stand beside them and the three of them held their heads high, facing the barrels of the slayers silver guns.

Out of the corner of her eye Autumn detected a flicker of movement, Jesse, pushing himself onto his hands and knees, he dug his fingers into the hole in his chest and pulled out the silver blade. It burnt the skin of his hand but he ignored the pain, he staggered to his feet, making little noise as he crept forward, his eyes tinged with tears and determination.

“Thus ends the rain of the Dark vampires.” Luke smiled, aiming his gun at Autumn’s chest. It was then that he felt a hand, slick with blood, pull at his neck.

“Are you kidding? We are too hot to be extinct.” Jesse growled, raising his other hand and pressing the silver blade to Luke’s neck. “I win,” he slit the blade across his captives throat and winced at Alexandra’s cry of pain as her son fell.

“But you were gone!” she shrieked.

“Your son has terrible aim.”

“Get them!” she shouted to the other slayers, but they were already backing towards the door, Autumn didn’t blame them, Jesse’s expression was manic, his face splattered with a layer of blood, his hands covered in gore. He pushed his hair from his eyes with a red hand, dying his white fringe.

“Leave now and we shan’t harm you, continue to fight and I will be forced to defend my family.” Jesse spoke with the dignity and refined words of Regal Ebony Dark, sounding so much like his adopted father that it scared Autumn slightly, even his eyes examined each slayer with such profound indifference that for a moment she was convinced that Red had been reborn inside of her lover.

The slayers left, running, tripping over each other until they were just padding footsteps in the distance, only one remained. The foul woman who had started it all, she stood in the middle of the room, between the corpses of her sons as sirens sounded and drew closer. Jesse went to Autumn and scooped her into his arms, holding her close as Emelae did the same with Red’s body and Dustin collected the paralysed bodies of Maria and Rexene. Toulouse got to his feet, Hanson’s arm slung over his shoulders and together the wounded vampires left the safe house, leaving Alexandra to stand in the centre of her self-made misery.

Epilogue: The beginning of everything.

Jesse stood atop the worn stone steps, ancient and so much older than himself. Ravaged by time, but not crumbling. Holding the memories of a once great man who had stood in the same place, examining the same small town. Behind Jesse a black scar stained the starry sky, The Tower, rising above everything like a memory long forgotten. In his mind he saw Red, ascending the steps, carrying a blood covered baby in his arms, so many years had passed since that day, over thirty now, but his memory still lived on within them all. He felt his lovers’ soft hair; blown onto him by a cooling breeze, and reached down to take her hand as together they watched what Red once had.

“Deer tonight.” Jesse decided as together they descended the steps into the town below, it’s buildings towering above them, making them feel so insignificant to the world, which they were, but to each other no person had ever been more important.

“You aren’t allowed to hunt.” Autumn reminded him, leaning her head against his shoulder.

“I didn’t lose that bet.” He protested, turning his head to kiss her forehead.

“Yet.” Autumn smiled and stopped walking until he was a step below her. He looked up into the beauty of her bright blue eyes and traced his own over her features, although he had every one recorded to perfection in his memories. She wore the most delicate deep blue Victorian style dress that hugged her curves and contrasted beautifully with her pale, moonlight lit skin. He sighed as her soft hands traced the shape of his shoulders and pulled him closer, with the difference in their height him being a step below brought Autumn perfectly level with his face. She kissed him gently, moving her lips against his as he clutched her waist and pulled her into a tight embrace, a groan came from deep within him as she pulled away, biting his lower lip.

“Deer tomorrow night.” Jesse conceded. Sweeping Autumn into his arms and carrying her back up the steps. “And I think you will be hunting them.”

Autumn wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his throat, as they entered The Tower she bit his neck and he sighed deeply, letting her fall onto one of the curved sofas, he straddled her. “I wish you wouldn’t insist on wearing these dresses.” He growled as he struggled with the fastenings.

“But Emelae was so generous with them.” Autumn smiled, letting her fingers twist into his hair as she pulled him down and kissed him again. Pouring her adoration and love for him into that one kiss.

Jesse pulled away, gasping for air, it had been so many years yet she still left him breathless “I liked your mini skirt phase best.” He whispered, he lowered his lips to her throat then paused as a light song drifted to him through The Towers wall’s, with it came the voice that he hadn’t heard in over 10 years.

“What once was lost
has now been found
and true loves sweet embrace
I’ll miss you yet although you left
Sweet lovers in your memory”

Autumn wriggled from Jesse’s arms and ran to the door, pulling it open to reveal Emelae, walking towards The Tower, her pink dress shimmering around her feet as she came, her hair hanging around her shoulders. Autumn ran to her and hugged her tightly for after Red’s death Emelae had left them for what seemed like forever, and now she had returned they could once again be a family. Emelae held Autumn close and then opened her arms for Jesse, breathing in their sweet scents and wishing she had never left. She looked up to the shape of the tower, to the window of her old room and in her minds eye she saw Regal Ebony Dark sitting on that window sill, waving to her and beckoning her into the home that held too many memories.

And so ends the story of Regal Ebony Dark.

**BlueSano** · 10-26-2008

T^T my god ...so perfect .... this should be a short anime or manga T^T...THANKL YOU!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU WASTE!!!! i loved every moment of it...i love what happened ...i love the end ..this is soo perfect.... you are amazing don't let any one tell you any thing less than taht *sniffs* i am just sad it ended T^T ..thank you honey .... i love your mind and i love your world ...thank you for letting me into to it ..even for a little while..^^

KiriJolith · 10-26-2008

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WASTE!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!! Make this into a book!!!!!!!!!!! I would buy it like, instantly!!!!!

Waste · 10-26-2008

thanks for all the "book" suggestions but its a lot harder to get things published than you may think, plus it isnt long enough or even good enough to fit into a book...