Panic! V

“What the hell will I do?” Chell paced, Falk looked at her but she couldn’t think of a thing to say. She looked at her watch and thirty minutes have passed, only an hour and a half left on her timer. She knew she had to go, but she wasn’t prepared for it, she knew she was going to die when she set foot there. But what could she do, he had her friends and he had her husband. “I’m sure me and Stu can come back you up.” Falk suggested. Chell just shook her head “He will kill you both.” “But we can’t just sit here…” she began before Chell halted her. “You have no choice.” Falk rested her hand on her shoulder, she gripped it, she was speechless. Chell buttoned up her Blessed Trousers and fastened her Noble’s Tunic. She adjusted the hairpin in her hair, it was time to go. She had an appointment with death. Why she took the time to look pretty, she had no idea. Standing in the mirror with Falk in the background. A million things raced through her mind and not one of them was good. “I can’t let you go alone. I’m coming with, fuck that NM.” Falk stated as she buttoned her Assault Jerkin. “Falk!” Chell turned to her and yelled, “You have to stay here. I don’t need him killing anyone else when all he wants is me.” She grabbed her staff and left the moghouse, preparing for another run in the Sanctuary. As Chell was out of sight, Falk sighed, she knew she had to do something, but what? She pondered the thought, and that’s when she asked her moogle to bring her the phone. Sun shone on her face as she walked calmly. “I see you made it.” A voice cried out to her. “Just in time, I haven’t killed them yet.” Chell wiped a tear away from her eyes, she looked around for him. “Show yourself.” She called out into the empty area. Suddenly the sun disappeared. Darkness approached her, a heavy fog surrounded her. The green trees turned gray and the leaves died and withered away from the branches. “Prepared to die.” She heard. She kept her composure, even though the voice in her head told her to leave. “Where are they?” she asked. “Set them free and I am yours.” She felt the fear pain inside of her heart again, she didn’t know what the outcome was going to be but she was certain it would end in her death. “You’re a brave soul.” He taunted. The wind slapped Chell’s hair all around her head, that’s when she saw him, squinting her eyes through the fog. He roared and she appeared in front of him. He ran his blade across her face, blood trickled down the side of his edges, and she winced from the pain. He licked the blood off the blade, a satisfied look on his face. “Let them go.” She ordered with a fierce look in her eyes. “I’ve came here just as you asked, now set them free.” In the blink of an eye, they were transported away. He had her in his grip, he shoved her towards the tree. She noticed her surrounding, that’s when she saw Soul. Her heart wretched at the sight in front of her, Bigby and Volarion stood atop Soul with spears across his neck. He held his head down, the blade’s barely carving into his skin. “What?” she began to ask. “Let them go.” She repeated. “No.” “They are mine, you are mine.” Soul looked up at his wife and reeled from the pain as the blade cut into his neck, he lowered his head again. With that he shoved her down with force, her head smacking off of the bottom of the tree, she doubled in pain as she felt a knot growing. He hoisted her high, pinning her to the tree. Her eyes grew big, he jammed a spear through her arm, right through the tree. She cursed from the pain she felt. “Xchelly, you are mine.” He said as he shoved the other spear through he free arm, she was pinned. Once again he disgustedly licked the blood that spewed from her wounds. Her eyes stung from the tears she was about to cry. With her sitting there, he left. Vol and Big followed him as he walked away. “Tonight… You die.” He called to her.

Soul looked over at his wife, pleading with her that she stay alive, she was losing an excess amount of blood. He wanted to get up and help her, but he was hog-tied. He felt weak and it burned him on the inside he was of no help. He didn’t know where Go’Bhu went, but he promised he’d be back to finish them off. That’s when he heard a rustle, and his heart jammed on him. “Fuck.” He swore to himself. He had to calm down, and try to breath he told himself. Another rustle, he heard leaves being crushed under someone’s foot. He wanted to spring up and save Chell from the NM that was returning but he couldn’t. And that’s when he saw it, and that’s when he felt as relieved as he had all day. Falkinn made her way through the trees of the Sanctuary, moving quietly so she wouldn’t be detected. She gasped at the site she came upon. “Falk.” Soul called out to her, she put her fingers to her lips to hush him. She moved fast, then remove the spears from Chell’s wrist. One was pulled and her arm flung to her side lifelessly. She grabbed Chell’s chin, trying to see if she was still alive, she heard her breathing. After the final spear was taking down, she caught Chell as she fell from the tree, resting her body against the trunk of it as she untied Soul. “Thank you.” Soul bowed to her. “No time for that, lets get out of here.” She ordered. He smiled at her, and reached down to hoist his wife up on his shoulders. He nodded to her and they turned to walk away, Chell was alive, but she lost so much blood she began to lose consciousness. As they walked towards what they hope was an exit, Falk rested her hand on Soul’s shoulder. “Are you okay?” he asked her, “Yeah, are you?” she asked. He nodded and walked ahead of her. He heard something whistle as it flew threw the air, he felt himself being pushed and he couldn’t help but stumble. He dropped Chell on the ground as he tumbled over, he stared at what the cause for his fall was. Falk laid on the ground with twin daggers sticking out of her back. Horror was the expression set on his face, he tried to move away from her. “Going somewhere?” Bigby asked with Volarion at his side. Bigby removed his daggers from her back and put them back in their holders. “Think you can escape us?” he asked Soul. As Soul got up and tried to ready his bow Vol casts Frenetic Rip, claws ripped threw him, rendering him helpless. Vol quickly picked Chell up and walked towards Bigby. He equipped his daggers and stood overtop soul. “Good-bye Soul.” Big cried as he lunged downwards.

As Soul watched from the ground in horror, awaiting his last couple of seconds he prayed, and that’s when Bigby stopped mid-strike. Biofao casts Sleepga II. He sat there, daggers two inches away from Soul’s throat, Soul moved out of the way. That’s when he saw the little Taru, he waved to him. Chell sat atop Vol’s shoulders as Vol drifted into a deep sleep. “Shall we kill them?” Bio asked, he was tapping into himself ready to cast Burst. “No… I don’t know.” Soul shuddered. Before Soul gave him an answer an arrowed flew threw Big’s chest, knocking him backwards. Sturyko rushed to Falkinn’s aid. “Hun?” he called to her, trying to wake her, Bio was working on curing her as best as he could. Little by little she came to. “I’m going to kill that bitch.” Stu said with a head full of anger, and who was going to stop him. He placed his aim right between Big’s eyes; he wanted this arrow to split his brains. Soul smacked his hand away before he fired. Falk dusted herself off, soon she stood with Bio, Soul and Stu. They all stood over Chell, protecting her as they saw what was in the distance. Go’Bhu didn’t look pleased with his newfound company. Stu aimed his bow and fired rapidly, it struck Go’Bhu in the chest, and he removed it and kept walking. “What the…” Stu began as he began to back up. “Give me what I want.” He cried out, an ear-splitting roar filled the area. They all found themselves stuck, and they couldn’t move. “Prick.” Was the word that left Stu’s lips. Go’Bhu didn’t pay him any mind, he walked over and picked Chell up. Go’Bhu begins casting Flarega III. “Son of a bitch.” Falk cursed, she knows that this is the time that she would run away. They all were a sitting duck. “Not so fast.” Drtran said as he stunned Go’Bhu. Falkinn prayed a sigh of relief, they had shown. Go’Bhu looked at all the surrounding faces, his lips caught in a snarl. She was overjoyed, they actually came when she called on them. “Let’s rape us a Quaduv.” Just said as he put his knuckles on his hands. He peered at Go’Bhu in his eyes and adds “Prison Style.” He was outnumbered, but he sure was a nasty NM and would love to take everyone down with him. “Pick on someone your own size.” Stella said as she provoked him. He undid his sword and readied himself for a battle. They all showed up, Just, Stella, Drakk, Auron, Stu, Riquel, Chall, Tone, Elv, Fico, Lav, Mogochu, Faro, Doc, Azenis, Battosai and even Xantoro showed himself. “Die.” Go’Bhu said as he charged at Stella….