originally posted in:The New Dojo
The two Titans reached James.
They saw him, bleeding out.
Chase ran to him.
He tore off his mark, trying to stop the blood.
But it was too late. James's light was drained. One last bit of void light glowed in his left arm. Poor Delphi was a collection of bits.
"There-- isn't.... much.... time...." he told them.
Blake knelt beside his friend, "This isn't your time to fall."
"Blake.... the... Raaze-Lighter.... take.. it..."
James croaked.
Tears began to run down the dying Titan's cheeks.
"Chase... she didn't.... take.... it... all.... my... shield.... I trust you...." he croaked.
"No, James, you're not dying on us, old friend," Chase said.
Chase was wrong.
"Hope... Sarah's... happy.... Until..... Valhalla..." James drew his final breath, and died.
Chase broke down crying. For the first time in his 8 years as a guardian.
Blake... more or less, was devastated.
He picked up the Raze-Lighter. For now, it was his.
For the first time, he let his pain of sadness wash over him.
The faded Void Light had chosen Chase, and had intertwined itself with his Light.
Now, the three Titans had been reduced to two, and they had a comrade to bury.
[spoiler]Anticlimatic. But he's dead. RIP James. END.[/spoiler]
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Shit, I typed out a really good reply, but I can't -blam!-ing do this.
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[spoiler]Fuxk, I meant to grab the sword lol. Ah, whatevs[/spoiler]