Chapter eleven (final) -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 02:24:14 05/21/02 Tue
Author: Spin
Subject: Chapter eleven (final)
In reply to: Spin 's message, "Through her eyes : Sequel to 'Through my eyes'" on 01:53:08 05/21/02 Tue

I sit back into my chair, staring out into the flames of the fireplace. I sneak a glance at my pocket watch, 11:11pm. Where could Ian be? I sank deeper into the plush leather seat as the intense escalating feelings of Sara�s passion overtake my body. I slip from the chair and wither on the floor. What the hell is going on? Who is she with?

{She is with her destiny}

I open my eyes but my vision is blurred from the dichotomy of the overbearing passion and menacing torture I felt at this moment. But I know someone is there, I can hear their voice, sense their presence.

{How does it feel to lose control, Kenneth? Not to worry you never had any to begin with.}

The tone of the voice had been condescending. I open my mouth but the words are stuck in my throat. I can�t speak nor move from my position on the floor.

{What? No witty retort, Kenneth?}

�Who�are�you?� My voice sounded weak but I managed to get the words out before another sharp pain coursed through my body.

{Do you not know who I am? To name is to know, to know is to control.}

How dare this person patronize me? I am Kenneth Irons, the most powerful man in the world. Don�t they know whom they are dealing with?

{I know exactly who you are Kenneth Irons. You are a mere servant to me. Can you name me now?}

�I�am�no one�s�servant!� It was becoming impossible for me to speak. The words came out as a whisper but I�m sure they heard me.

{The moment you wore the blade, you were branded, and you became my slave. Now can you name your master or shall I say mistress}

Mistress? It dawned on me who this person was. It was the Witchblade. I try to speak but my voice is lost to me. All I can do is stare into the flames of the fire. The heat from the fire was becoming unbearable along with the tightness in my stomach.

{That�s right, Kenneth. I am the Witchblade. I have come to tell you your connection with Sara Pezzini will no longer exist after tonight.}

Slowly the pain was being to abate, and I could freely move my stiffened limbs. I rub my eyes and wipe the tears away from my face. Before getting up I took a deep breath, readying myself to confront the sprite of the blade. As quickly as possible I push myself off of the floor, grabbing my cane. Clearing my throat I begin to speak.

�I am master of my own fate. I serve no one. It is you who serve me.� I sweep the large den to catch a glimpse of the blade, but I am alone. That is when I heard the menacing laugh echoed through the empty den. I could feel the hairs at the back of my neck start to stand.

{You control nothing, Kenneth. I suppose after so long you started to believe in your lies. Did you really think you had control? You were a mere pawn used in my own game.}

I swing my cane around me, in hopes to protect myself. Instead I managed to knock over a few very expensive vases. There was that laugh again. Where the hell was Ian?

{Do not concern yourself with Ian Nottingham; he no longer belongs to you. He now belongs to Sara Pezzini. You tried to manipulate him but his love for her was too powerful. And now that she loves him just as equally you are no longer a threat to them.}

The thought of the two together was a slap to the face. It was impossible. The pain had finally settled but my body started to feel weak. The cane I used to defend myself I now use for support.

{Not only do I take your connection with one true wielder, I shall take back another. You have desecrated Elizabeth Bronte long enough.}

I rush over to the heavy drapes on the other side of the den. Pushing them apart as I peer through the cold glass. True to its words the blade took the body of my love, Elizabeth. I realize now the power of the blade and I am once again in fear of my life.

Taking one last glance into the empty case of Elizabeth�s tomb, she was gone. Just as I was about to close the drapes I spied my reflection on the glass. To my utter fright I see the aging of my skin, and the youthful look slowly disappear.

{As for this worthless slave, throw him out into the darkness where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. Be gone, Kenneth. Your darkness awaits you.}
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I felt the surge of emotion running through Sara. It was a welcome feeling from my lady. It was an even more welcoming feeling knowing that she had found her true love, her soul mate. They had suffered far too long to live another lifetime apart. I revel in the feel of their heated passion for each other. Out of respect for the two lovers I sought it best to give them a night�s respite from things that were outside of their love.

So I pulled myself from my lady�s arm and placed myself on her nightstand. I watched as my lady and her sworn protector finally consummate their love. As they slowly descend from their sexual high, my lady looks over to me. Her eyes widen when she realize what had happen. Ian glances at me. He knows why I chose to distance myself.

�The blade was giving us a �private moment�, my love� Satisfied, my lady reached out to me and placed me back on.

�What are you doing? Aren�t you worried about the connection with him?� Ian refused to mention Irons name. But I noticed the sly smile she gave me. She now knew that I was that voice in her vision.

�I don�t feel right not wearing it. And no I�m not worried about �him� besides I have a feeling his connection with us has been�cut off.�

Sara was right; I swore that Kenneth Irons� connection with her would be severed forever. But before I let that connection go I wanted to make Irons suffer just a little longer. I wanted Irons to feel just how powerful these two were together and that nothing was ever going to keep them apart. It wasn�t long before the two began to make love again, so passionate and pure. I revel in the sweet sensation. It wasn�t long before I could sense Irons withering in pain and fear, again. Satisfied I finally cut the connection he had between Sara, Ian, and myself forever.

I watched as the spent lovers held each other and drifted off into a dreamless sleep. It was the least I could do. They needed their rest, Irons was no longer a threat but their journey doesn�t end here it was just merely beginning. Yet, this time my lady would not be fighting alone. She will have Ian Nottingham: protector, guide, and lover by her side.

Just before I drift off into my own state of slumber my thoughts wonder about my lady. It took her so long to listen and piece together what was in front of her. All the vision and signs were not enough. It actually took a rather morbid dream to get her to understand, to accept that part of her destiny. It was about time Sara Pezzini looked through her eyes.
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Replies:

Chapter twelve: Epilogue -- Spin, 02:27:09 05/21/02 Tue

sigh...always loved this one...thanks. (NT) -- moondreamer, 09:25:40 05/21/02 Tue

i cant stop ..i'm crying -- black cat, 21:52:15 05/29/02 Wed

So Good!! -- Tanya, 14:51:12 07/18/02 Thu

Always loved this story . . . (NT) -- Jenileigh, 18:30:55 07/28/02 Sun