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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/2/2017 2:17:34 AM
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Faolin yelled again as he swung his blade at the spear. It deflected the weapon and sent it spiralling away and it impaled itself into the jeep. Faolin charged at Lyn and slashed with a wide arc which rose from his left leg and would meet at Lyn's left shoulder if he were to follow through.
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Lyn teleported forward with no notice and stabbed at Faolin's heart while keeping the shield raised. "And my mercy only goes so far..."
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As Lyn flashed in front of him and said her words, Faolin dodged to the side. Lyn felt his meaty hand on the back of her head in a second and he slammed her face into the front of the tank. The impact was... Well, she was hit so hard that it seemed like her pain had gone away. Her vision was a blur as she was concussed, and she felt her blade get knocked out of her hand as her sight cleared. Then, she was turned around and her back slammed into the tank as a firm hand grasped her throat and she felt the heat of steel hover at her neck. Faolin looked her in the eyes, a sadistic grin growing over his face. "Hehehe. Time to clip your wings little bird." He told Lyn as she felt the heat of the blade start to burn at her throat. She could barely see past Faolin as if her vision could only focus on what was in front of her, which would be the man who would kill her.
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"Take an anatomy class sometime. That's a neck not a wing, dumb*ss." Lyn still managed to make a small remark in her drastic situation.
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"I...will take pleasure...in silencing you..forever-AGH!" Faolin yelled as gun shots rang out and blood spurted through his body and onto Lyn. He reeled back from her, losing his grip on her throats which made her fall to the ground from her wounds. Faolin turned around, and Lyn saw who he was staring at. Henry, revolver in hand. "Ya, its gunna take a lot more than that to keep her quiet pal." He told Faolin as the Coldbourne fell to his knees in agony. "So how about you back the fu[i]c[/i]k off of her before I put a new one through what you call a brain?"
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"My f*cking knight in shining armor..." Lyn mumbled to herself jokingly before she spit some more blood onto the ground.
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She saw her blade beside her, glimmering on the battlefield. Then Faolin spoke up. "Ha! You idiot boy. Running into situations you cannot possibly understand." The Coldbourne told Henry. "So..what are you waiting for?! I'm looking forward to dying a second time!" "Hmm!" Henry scoffed. "My pleasure." Then, Henry pulled the trigger. And the gun did not fire. He looked down at it and pulled the trigger again, but the gun didn't go off. The thing had jammed. Before Henry could react to the situation, Faolin gripped his blade and brought it up, and let it release from his hand. The plasma lined sword flew through the air, and hit its mark. And impaled itself in Henry's chest. The rebel leader looked at the blade in shock, and then he stumbled back and fell against the jeep the side opposite of Lyn. [spoiler]Certain hit: Granted[/spoiler]
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Lyn snapped as Henry fell. She screamed like an enraged goddess, causing anyone nearby to cover their ears. Her eyes glowed a bright white before she suddenly lunged at Faolin and penetrated his back with just her right hand. She gripped onto the man's heart and crushed it in her palm without hesitation. Lyn then leaned in so her lips were right at his ear before angrily whispering. "Burn in hell..." Lyn pulled her now blood covered arm from his body as her eyes went back to their normal green.
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Faolin choked and gargled as he fell over limp and on his side, his pale blue eyes going blank as they looked up at the sky. But, that was when she still saw it. His sadistic, lifeless grin. Blood pooled around the body and Coldbourne soldiers from all around the battle saw what had just happened. Almost all of them turned tail an ran. Then, through Lyn's blood haze, she heard Henry coughing violently as his back went up against the jeep.
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Lyn screamed yet again, it was almost like the roar of a waterfall crashing down on the rocks, before limping over to Henry's position and kneeling beside him. "Henry?" She whispered with sadness and concern clear in her voice.
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As she got close, she saw him clearly. His tanned skin was now as white as a sheet and his hazel eyes looked like they were weak. He slowly turned his head to Lyn and smiled. "H-hey...the...the gun jammed. Heh. That was a whole new form of Russian roulette..." he told her weakly with his smile.
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Lyn grinned slightly at her fallen comrade. "Have to keep joking till the end..." She sighed and kissed his forehead. "Y-You won't be getting out of this one..." Tears began to form in her eyes.
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"Oh come on now..." he told her with sad eyes. "Let's not focus on the now, huh? What about the...the future?" He asked her.
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"The future? Of what?...I'll just go back to training after a few days of recovering...." Tears now ran down her cheeks. "...And you won't be there."
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"Awe no way!" Henry said optimistically. "I'll get a doctor. A really good one. He'll get this sword right outta of my chest and then we can...I don't know...maybe...get a coffee? Or something?" He asked her.
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Lyn scoffed and rolled her eyes with a small smile. "Are...Are you asking me out on a date when you're about to die?"
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"What? I'm not about to die." He said with a [i]pshhhhh![/i] He kept smiling at Lyn, always keeping eye contact with her. "So...what...what do you say then?" He asked her now. Suddenly becoming more serious.
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Lyn couldn't help a slight chuckle. "I think you're a mad man...and I would be delighted."
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"Well...man men always have the best ideas." He said. He looked to Faolin after he said his words and frowned. "Most of the time, that is." He looked back to Lyn now, his eyes seemed to be fading away. "And...that's amazing, Lyn. Thank you for...thank you for saying that." He coughed more now, it sounded hoarse and rough. "Thank you...for...everything...."
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"No....Thank you, Henry. Thank you for letting me get to know you. You're a great man." Lyn hugged the dying man gently.
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She felt his hand weakly move around her as he went into the embrace. After a moment though...she felt it become weaker, and its warmth seemed to be gone.
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Lyn kept hugging him as she felt the warmth leave the embrace. "Rest now, Henry. You're going to a better place."
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As she remained where she was, she heard footsteps run across behind her. There were voices of Yorktown men which were loud but suddenly became hushed as they got closer.
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Edited by Stitch: 6/16/2017 4:55:08 AMLyn closed her eyes and buried her face in his shoulder. "Rest in peace, my friend." She whispered before letting go and looking around.
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As she looked back, she saw the duster wearing men she had seen back at the rebel base. The five of them stood around, looking at the scene. Then, One of them, a long blond haired man with a large double chin spoke up. "Damnit Henry....Lyn. What happened?" He asked her.
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"I was fighting Faolin and he came to save me...his revolver jammed...I couldn't do anything...." Lyn began to cry again. "I'm a failure..."
