Chapter three -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 01:28:33 05/21/02 Tue
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter three
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Returning home" on 01:24:48 05/21/02 Tue

With a flash she was there in that abandoned warehouse, fighting together with Nottingham. She was there trying to protect John and Nottingham was there protecting her. Yet the dream took a bizarre twist. Instead of living the nightmare she watched from the sidelines, as if she was watching one of those drama cop shows on television. This time seeing things she never would have noticed since her only concern was for John.

She watched as how close she came to losing John. Fiona, the woman she gave the Witchblade to, stood above John�s body ready to plunge the blade into his heart. �NOOO!� Sara�s scream echoed in the abandon warehouse. But something went wrong; just as Fiona was about to push the blade through John it froze in place. It wouldn�t move an inch and it wouldn�t let Fiona go. It gave Sara the opportunity to empty five rounds into that Irish wench.

�FIONA!�

Sara watched, as Sean, the leader, emerged behind a few wooden creates. Her other-self hadn�t noticed him, she was too focused on John and Fiona.

He raised his gun, aimed at her, and fired. Suddenly time slowed down. She watched as the bullet made its way to her other-self. Her eyes widen, Nottingham appeared out of nowhere and placing him in front of the bullet. The impact pushes him back, landing him besides John. Time returned to normal as Ian pulled out a gun and shot Sean in the heart. At that exact same time her other-self was finishing off Fiona.

She had no way of knowing he was injured. Shit, the man is a hired assassin, a witness stated that the man could catch bullets with his bare hands, and bodyguard to the most egocentric man in New York, Kenneth Irons, that alone should make him a bad ass.

The other-Sara quickly rushes over to John, freeing him of his restraints and helping him to his feet. Still unaware of Ian lying besides them with blood slowly flowing out of his wound. It was until he spoke the other-Sara noticed he was there at all.

�Go Sara, take your lover and go� Ian demanded as he slowly, even for him, got up from his kneeling position. Before leaving he gently took a hold of her hand, looking up from his bowed head and staring deeply into her eyes. Ian had no idea why he chose this moment to tell her. May be the fact that he just may die here or may be since saving her lover his only chance of ever becoming inseparable with the wielder had been lost. Such sacrifices had an even greater consequence

*I love you, Sara. It�s the one thing he can�t control*

She gasped at his confession and realized he hadn�t spoken the words aloud. He was there in her mind, professing his feelings. Her eyes widen in confusion, she began to speak but the words were caught in her throat, and all she could do was stare at him.

�C�mon baby, we hafta go! I can hear the cops getting closer!� Sara turned to look at John as he grabbed her other hand. When she turned back Ian was gone. Quickly sweeping the area of the abandon warehouse, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. Nothing. She was frozen, she couldn�t move.

�SARA!� Jake�s voiced snapped her out of her trance.

Sara watched her other-self leave the warehouse with John and Jake. Not once looking back to see if Ian was still there. Sara made her way over to the spot Nottingham had landed. She could see the pool of his blood. Nottingham placed himself in front of a bullet that was meant for her. He saved her life. It wasn�t the first time he had saved her ass, but it was the first where he got hurt doing so.

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Chapter four -- Spin, 01:30:36 05/21/02 Tue