Chapter Twenty Nine- Fight One (Taya vs. Andy)

I searched the darkness, searching for my attacker, but he was no where to be found. I finally found him as his hand ran into my face. I cringed as I fell over, then pushed myself back up. I swung out randomly into the darkness, but I still couldn’t hit the attacker. He hit me again, this time knocking me over from my legs. I gritted my teeth as I fell back, the wind being knocked out from my lungs. As I was sitting back up, trying to get the air back into my lungs, he struck me again. I cringed as I laid on the ground, unsure of what to do. I didn’t know where the lights were, and I couldn’t command them on at the rate I was being attacked. I was going to die here. I glared at the air.
“Josh, you bastard. I told you that we were going to be killed if we got back together!” I screamed to nothing. I closed my eyes, feeling myself let go.
“You did… but you won’t die. I promise. Now, get back up and think logically instead of being the wimpy sixteen year old you were when you were last here.” Josh’s voice rang through my mind. I opened my eyes suddenly, gaining my breath back. I stood up, confident. I wasn’t sure how I was able to after all the hits I had taken, but I did. I was struck again, this time they drew blood. I licked the corner of my mouth, tasting the liquid red iron flavoured fluid. I glared into the darkness, a spots of black beginning to form in my eyes. I looked around, suddenly able to see. I then spotted him. I grinned, leaping out at him. Andy dodged my attack, turning around to try to hit me again. I turned around, grabbing his fist before he could hit me. I gritted my teeth as both of our hands shook from trying to push the other away. Andy stared at me, an unreadable expression crossing his pure midnight black eyes as I pushed myself forward. I cringed as I felt strength pushing up inside of me, then pushed myself forward. Andy’s feet slid as I slammed him into the wall. I watched his body fall down against the wall as his back broke into a million little pieces. He fell over, unable to move. I sought my chance. I held up one hand, grinning at him as I did so.
“A sword, if you will. And make it nice.” I ordered, my ears perking up. A large claymore suddenly appeared in my hand. I smirked as I examined its engravings and designs. It certainly was beautiful, but it wasn’t for me. I bent down, staring into Andy’s eyes.
“Hey, is this sword good enough to stab you through? I don’t know. I think its lovely. What do you think?” I asked, taunting him. Andy snarled at me, his eyes searching mine. I sighed, pulling the sword up.
“You know, if you had just left us alone, this wouldn’t be happening.” I stated. And before Andy could heal his back and defend himself, I stabbed him through the stomach, pinning him to the ground. Blood spilt from the corners of his mouth as he began to convulse, unable to heal his back completely. If you didn’t know, when a vampire or wolf can’t heal, their body goes insane until it can. Which is quite painful, in actuality. I’ve had it happen to Josh. I pushed my hair back, bending down to make myself level with him.
“Where’s Josh?” I asked. He grinned, his body shaking violently.
“I-I’ll never tell you… you’ll both die I-in he-e-ere.” He stammered, his voice unable to maintain level. I sighed, standing back up.
“You didn’t answer the question. You’d better hope someone finds you soon, though. If your body focuses too much on trying to heal, it will take away all your energy and you’ll die. Now, you asshole. I’ll see you in hell.” I snarled, eyeing a gas pipe in the wall. I aimed my gun, shooting the pipe. I exited the room as the pipe exploded in the room. I heard Andy’s cried of agony as I left the room, preparing myself for the next battle.
“They’ve planned this all out.” I muttered to myself.