The Blade Chronicles

Thunder And Lightning

***Third Person's Point of View***

Thunder and lightning were fighting for dominance in the night sky, both fierce fighters. The storm that had been brewing for months had finally decided to take its vengeance.  

Inside the hideout  it was peaceful both girls still asleep after the weeks of planning and fighting each other but for now they were partners, both of them having a common enemy. Allison would never admit that she was terrified of Emily, especially this version of Emily. The one that planned on ending the threat even if it meant killing someone. The Emily that was hell bent to get the unknown threat away from the people she loved. Allison had read multiple articles from her hometown keeping close tabs on her former bestfriend. What she hadn't expected was that people still didn't know the true identity of the ferocious gang leader and every time they would get an inside source to spill what he knows, they'll find him dead with stitches crisscrossing his mouth with an iron rose imbedded in his dead hands across his chest. 

Allison feared that if Emily killed the man that she would turn against her and end up murdering her too...

***Blade's Point of View***

I woke up to the sound of thunder barreling across the sky but it didn't frighten me anymore as it had years ago. Now all it did was remind me of what was lying ahead. I sat up and looked around the cabin when something caught my attention. The television was off... 

***Allison's Point of View***

I woke up my body shaking. "I'm up dammit!" I spat angrily and looked at Emily, no the girl in front of me wasn't Emily. The person in front of me was Blade. I could tell by the deadly gleam in her eyes and the murderous smile on her face. 

***Blade's Point of View***

I woke Allison up welcoming my persona to take over. She was pissed at first but once she saw the look on my face she stilled. "The storm is upon us." I said feeling a weird combination of fear and excitement. Murderous excitement. 

I pulled Allison off the couch so that she'd follow me to the light switch just as I had expected the electricity was out. I turned around to find that Allison was gone. I swore up a storm the f*****g coward didn't even have the courage to fight with me. I walked to the couch and lifted my pillow in search of my pistol that I left there for in case. The storm outside growing more aggressive as my search  continued for the weapon that wasn't there. I swore again remembering that the plan was to sleep upstairs and not down here. As I walked to the stairs I discovered a terrified Allison in the arms of an unknown threat. My storm had gotten in without me realising it... 

***Allison's Point of View*** 

I ran up to my room to get my weapon realising that the danger was closer than we expected. I just reached my bed and reached out for my weapon when a hand from behind tugged me back against him. My breath the only sound leaving my body. My weapon only centimeters away. I tried to reach it but something cold came to rest against the side of my forehead. "Move again and I'll kill you. Just think to murmur and you'll be dead instantly." His voice as rough and hoarse as sand paper. I complied to his wishes knowing that he would kill me without a second thought. He led me downstairs where we heard Blade cursing up a storm. I wanted to warn her but the grip on my hair intensified and the pressure of the gun along with it. 

***Blade's Point of View***

I looked between the man and Allison contemplating what to do. She was terrified but she kept eyeing the lamp and I knew instantly what to do. "Who are you?" I asked allowing my voice to break so that I seem scared. "Oh, my silly little niece. Haven't you worked out yet? You see your friend here is working for me." He said smugly and it clicked like a puzzle missing a piece. "Uncle Martin?" I say shock taking complete control. "Well done, EMILY." He says my name as if it is a vile substance. "B...but why and Allie how could you? After everything I told you and... and everything we've been through?" I ask playing my up my act as victim hoping Martin would start gloating and give me a chance to strike him while he is distracted. Clearly I've watched to much "Phineas and Ferb" but I still hoped it would work. "Well, you know that saying an eye for an eye, well I have adapted it to suit me. A soul for a soul. Your parents took my sister's life and now I'll take yours. My plan was ingenious you see. I wanted Allison to get close to you and bring you to a secluded area. Where I'll take care of both of you. You understand that part I'm sure, Emily. You live by the same motto, don't you? Leave no witness behind and cover all tracks." I looked at him still playing along. "What do you mean I live by the same motto?" "Oh don't play innocent Blade." "H... How did you know?" "My sister wasn't the only spy in the house. I figured it out. I mean how can a girl just disappear off of a radar and then a few weeks later a different one pops up. Not very bright with that. Then it was all planning and planning. Until I met a girl who hated you as much as I do and then it was just a case of when to kick the plan into action. I chose to make myself known the night of the Halloween ball or shall I say the Halloween Trap?" He started laughing crazily and I took the chance. I grabbed the lamp and swung it as hard as possible into his head. The lamp shattered on impact and Martin seemed to stumble. I grabbed Allison from his grasp and aimed to get the gun but I wasn't fast enough. 

He swung the arm holding the pistol and the gun nicked my forehead causing blood to escape the wound. I grunted and wiped the blood. I remembered my lessons with my father and immediately went into kill mode. I tried to kick him but he deflected it. He aimed the gun at me and I froze but out of no where Allison tackled him to the ground and started pounding him. The shock left my body and I joined her side before pulling her away. "Go run out of the house. He wants me after all and I still have an ace up my sleeve." She nodded grabbing a cell phone as she ran out. My mind went into overdrive and I ran upstairs to my mom's old sewing room, in it just as I had suspected was a mannequin. I quickly set it behind the curtains hoping the buffoon would fall for it. I ran and hid behind the door. 

A few seconds later and he was in the room. I jumped onto his back and got him into a chokehold. I pulled my arm towards myself as hard as possible and kept it like that. What I didn't expect was him being so strong and crazy. He tried to shoot at me as we stumbled around the room and I ducked just in time as the bullet flew out of the barrel and into the window. The glass shattering most of it falling out and some of it into the room. I got distracted and that led to me being thrown into the glass shards. He came towards me his gun already locked and loaded on me. Something in me snapped and I ran towards him a glass shard in my hands. 

I stabbed and stabbed at the man I once called uncle. The man that I once considered family. My sudden fury and pain fueling my need to get this over with and I just as he sunk to his knees I smiled my murderous smile and stabbed him in the place his heart was supposed to be. "Next time you shouldn't play with fire and gasoline. It'll get ya killed." I laughed manically and left him alone to die. What I hadn't expected was Nico standing in the doorway. I ran to him and cried into his chest as the sudden relief and dread kicked in. He pushed me aside just as something hit him... Red soaking into his white shirt. I bolted to his side and applied pressure to the wound my eyes looking for the source of the shot. 

It had to have been Martin because there was a smile on his dead face. I screamed and somehow the paramedics were already on the scene. I stepped back allowing them to work on Nico. They took him to an ambulance and left. Martin was carried to a different ambulance in a body bag. I sagged to the ground and arms wrapped me into a hug. Allison was silently crying along with me both of us worried and relieved. "Thank you." I croaked out and she just nodded knowing I was thanking her for calling 911. 

We both got up and I noticed Nico's car. "Did you call him too?" "Nah, didn't need to he pitched up here. He said he drove to the address as soon as he got your letter. That letter saved our lives and so did your actions. Thank you, Em." "I was the one who started this remember?" "Don't go down that path. Get in the car I'll drive us back to town and drop  you off at the hospital." I nod glumly and follow.