Chapter four (final) -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 01:51:13 05/21/02 Tue
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter four (final)
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Through my eyes" on 01:45:04 05/21/02 Tue

�Where is the Witchblade?�

Irons already knew where. He feels it as much as I do. We both can feel the distress, pain, and frustration. He feels what the Witchblade wants him to feel. As for me I feel more. I feel her heart break. I feel her slipping away. I feel the Periculum, a test that will ensure life or sudden death of the wielder.

�Back on Sara Pezzini. Evidently, where it belongs.�

�You should have had it. That little Irish whore was an utter pretender.�

�I agree. So, evidently did the Witchblade. It was back on Lady Sara�s wrist by the time I got there. Even when she was unconscious�.�

I knew what was coming next. I had to be strong for Lady Sara. So I took the chance and raised my head to look at him.

��It would not come off.�

The pain was sharp on my face. The heat slowly fading away, just like his control over me.

�You should have cut of her hand.� He stared deeply into my eyes as he spoke.

�Maybe next time I will.� I look at him one last time before bowing my head. Making sure he could see the hatred in my eyes.

He raises his hand and I move slightly in anticipation of another slap. None came instead he pushes back a lock of hair that had been knocked loose and places his cold hand on my face. Trying to once again be in control.

�Go�
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I watch from the building across your apartment. It has been days since you passed the Periculum. I�m so proud of you, Sara. Irons on the other hand do not feel the same as I do. I remember the fear in his eyes. He had lost any attempts of controlling you and the Witchblade.

�Beyond death, through time, our love shall be eternal.� I whisper into the cold air, small clouds form with each word.

Your head snaps up to look at me. As if the words I had spoken reached your ears. You walk over to your window and look out. Still unsure you lean closer to the glass, eyes narrowed, and brows furrowed. Still you see nothing. You look down to the Witchblade but it remains lifeless and dull. You take one last glance before heading to bed.

I make my way over to your fire escape and watch you sleep. I place my bare hand on the window and feel the heat. And for the first time I speak out what is in my heart. Even though I know you can�t hear me, I still continue.

�I can no longer dwell on my hopes that one day you�ll see my true intentions and ask to become inseparable. I have given you all that I know: my love, my trust, and my soul. Wishing, like a little boy, that all that I have given you would be returned. However, no matter how noble my actions were you still rejected me.

Soon Irons will see right through me and throw me out into the cold darkness. When that moment comes, I will do what I should have done a long time ago. Protect your honor by sacrificing mine. Through my eyes I have seen my immediate future and accepted my fate. Now perched on your fire escape I continue my vigilance. Until one day my presence will no longer be needed.�

Fin.

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