Well, I just finished that last chapter, realised I didn't have anything to do anyways, and decided to write this about three minutes after. So Hi.
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Michael's POV
These two were strange... They definitely were not from here, but they seemed kinda normal, even with the cat ears and bunny ears they had and their tails. They had a small square pack on their backs and wore shorts and T-shirts. The male was taller than the female and both had something on their wrists. Then had stopped me as I tried teleporting, insisting to come with me "For shits and giggles", as the male had put it.
I had agreed, deciding that two extra hands to help me wouldn't hurt. We arrived in a room, with a beaten and bloody Eliza in the corner, slashing at something and Sparrow standing the the middle of the purple room, smirking at something.
"Steam core"
The male announced
"Go!" The female yelled and they both glowed, their packs unfolding into armour and wings made of cogs and gears. They boy got red gauntlets over his arms and fists and the girl got twin blades on each hand. I guess they were armed then, I thought as I pulled out my mother's giantsword. Eliza seems too interested I what she was doing to notice us, but Sparrow saw us and for a second, I could see annoyance in his eyes, before it melted back into his trademark grin and happiness that I knew from when he was controlling me.
He lifted his finger at me and said the word "Pew". Before I could even react, a sliver of grey shot at me, knocking me back against the wall, and he lifted his finger at the two now-armoured twins. "Ulura, I think he's going to shoot us!" The female said. "I know right! This is going to get so exciting Uluru!" Ulura replied.
Sparrow said pew again, pointing at each of them, and they just faded form existence, reappearing behind Sparrow. They had done this by not teleportation, not instantaneous transmission, but speed. The male ran to him and kicked him square in the spine, sending him into the air and the female flew up to where he would be and sliced downwards at the air, cutting Sparrow in two when he was kicked up.
He wasn't dead, of course. If only it was that easy.
As this had happened, apparently Eliza had noticed us, noticed me, and had sneaked around the shadows to me, her hair covering her eyes. Her normally bright blue hair had been covered in blood and it looked as if she had been submerged from her neck up recently, since her clothes were relatively dry hut her hair was wet.
I got up, noticing the small hole in my chest just next to where my heart was, but ignored the pain as I stumbled forwards to her, my leg probably broken by the impact of the slam into the wall. As I got close, she suddenly stopped walking.
I probably should have found this suspicious, but dismissed it as being tired or something. As soon as I was within arms length, I suddenly felt cold steel piercing my shirt and touching my chest. "Hello, darling" she hissed, making the last word sound like an insult. She flicked the knife upwards, drawing a small amount of blood and stepping towards me. "You bit at me like a vampire, you kill me and then you come here and decide to make my life a living f***ing hell."
Well, guess what? I've got the weapons this time. And I'm gonna kill you". She sounded angry and I could feel it oozing off her. Anger, heartbreak and hate. I moved my hand to try and intercept the blade that she had swung at me mid-sentence, but she just moved it and tried to cut off one of my fingers. She hit my engagement ring, leaving a deep gash in the diamond that matched the one still on her finger. I was about to fall back when I heard a click coming from the direction of the temporarily dead Sparrow, seeing Ulura aiming a pistol at Eliza, clicking back the hammer. Eliza, who couldn't see it with her hair in the way, just kept walking towards me at a steady pace. "Get out of the way!" I shouted, darting forwards and grabbing Eliza by the waist, positioning her behind me and making sure she was safe from the bullet, when suddenly I felt cold steel touch my skin for the second time today. I crumpled onto Eliza, who I had forced into ducking under me, feeling the knife enter my arm, but caring more about the bullet that had went straight through my stomach. The bullet was three times as big as a standard one and I felt gallons of blood pouring out of it, my heart having a small puncture, leaking blood. I looked at Eliza, who sitting with the knife in my arm, still kinda shocked at what had just happened, and I did something that I had no idea I could do. I looked at her and smiled as I cupped her face in my hands and as my vision faded to black, what was probably my last action was that I cleared all of the chaos from her mind, leaving only truth and clarity.
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Eliza's POV
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What? Why? Why had he stood I front of me and why was he crumpled on top of me? I looked at the man who I hated, seeing the bullet poking though his stomach-chest area an I pulled it out to be rewarded by a spray of blood on my face. He moved himself slightly and looked at me square in the eyes, and before I could react in my confused state, he had cupped his hands around my face and I felt them become pleasantly warm against my cold skin. Suddenly I saw in my mid two videos almost running at the same time, parallel to each other. But one was my memories of being tortured by Michael for 6 months and the other was of Sparrow there, a clone sitting in the middle of the room, watching. The video on the left of Michael shattered and my mind starting grinding along, working out the whats and whys of the last few seconds. The visions even showed me what I had done in that room when he had bit me, from his own perspective. Illusions. That's one word to sum up what had happened to me. As soon as I broke out of my mind back into reality, I looked at the man and cradled his body in my arms, my blood-stained blue hair covering his face from anyone else.
I felt the barrel of a gun against my head and heard a clicking sound.
"Do it" I said to the persona with the gun, practically begging for the bullet with those two words. I heard the gun fire, but she I looked up, I saw two identical twins, the female one with a smoking gun in her had s that was now pointed upwards and the male one looking pissed off and with a red slap mark on his face.
I stood up, holding Michael's body in classic romantic theatre bridal style and asked them a quick question. "How do we leave". I didn't dare ask more incase I cried.
They opened up a portal to where me and Michael lived and we stepped through, me rushing to our bedroom. I heard faint arguing from down stairs, but I couldn't care less about what they were doing right now. I onto our bedside table, opening the second drawer and pulling out my phone, dialling up Jamen and Dats, telling them to get off their asses and get over here, NOW.
Within a second of me calling, Dats was I front of me, seeing Michael and teleporting off, coming back within the second with Jamen. They looked at Michael, shared a look with each other and their eyes changed. Jamen's eyes turned a brilliant Sea blue and Dats became a bright jade. They quickly said for me to go to sleep, as what they were doing wouldn't be pretty by any means and I was too tired to help. I obliged, turning around and closing my eyes, locking his hand in mine tightly, never wanting to let go again as I fell asleep.
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I woke up, the bed empty and the left side, where Michael usually slept, made neatly. I walked out of the door, completly fine, and for a second I thought that the last6 months was nightmare, but was proved wrong when I walked downstairs and found Uluru and Ulura on the futon together, wrapped in each other's arms, fast asleep. If they weren't so obviously twins, you'd think they were a married couple. I tip-toed past them, trying to make as little noise as I could, moving towards the kitchen, smelling Dats' favourite food, Bacon. (To be completely honest, I'm sorry Dats, but I've completely forgotten your fav food. So I used bacon. Who doesn't like bacon?)
I opened the door to the kitchen to find a man in a black dressing gown and a grey hoodie humming a quick tune and looking at the stove. I poked him on the back of his shoulders and he nearly jumped 10 feet in the air. He was silent, probably to let Uluru and Ulura sleep and he turned around to face me. My heart skipped a beat.
Staring at me was a now healed Michael, cooking eggs and bacon at 8:30 in the morning. He smiled and opened his mouth to say something. "What, think that a bucket would stop me?" He asked, smirk on his face. Let me tell you, I nearly smacked him into next week, but then he tripped over seemingly nothing, falling into me and landing I a. Sort of hug. "Wow. I have really gotta stop falling for you Eliza. It's gonna do me in some day." He joked.
I just stood there, smiling like and idiot as he buried his head in my hair, kissing my forehead as the smell of sizzling bacon filled the air.
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Well, welcome to the story, The Steam Knight and Maiden, Ulura and Uluru. They are not really important to the story itself, but are there because they can be, like Sparrow. I could replace him or them with a different person / persons, but I had these characters already and wanted to use them. So, yeah. Also, I realise killing Michael and reviving him in the same chapter is probably a bit too quick, but, Meh. If you hate it, don't read it. Don't waste your time with something you don't like.
Bai!