Gyvien clutched her gun, pointing it directly at Lantis’s wryfully smirking face as he held Rudy in a tight, impossible-to-break hold… which looked painful and dramatic from Rudy’s expression. Myra had been knocked to the ground by three of Lantis’s minions, and they had currently disabled her by all three pinning her against the ground with her arms contorted into a submission hold which even the eldest of vampires would have had a tough time breaking. Yuar was also held back by the four others, but he was putting up a fight.
 

Swinging his fists wildly with his dagger and aiming kicks as he gave several painful, blood-smearing blows to two of the figures’ jaws.  However, finally the four, mostly male-vampires finally captured him with in a hold and began to repeatedly kick him in the gut to weaken his struggle along with slashing his face with a swift dagger as the other kept Yuar at bay.

 

They finally were able to hold him, as Yuar’s face was dotted with several specks of blood, as several cuts upon his chest were exposed as his fearful gaze looked at Gyvien.

 She swallowed, holding her gun steady as she still held it at Lantis. Rudy’s blue hair was ruffled and swaying in the wind, and he looked tired and worn from the fights before hand as if it suddenly came to overwhelm him. Gyvien’s icy, blue-eyed stare at him was not easy for anyone to handle… she was still angry with this one who said he was her brother. Her light, blonde-like hair wavered in the wind, as she stood there, a cut cleanly along her neck and her appearance scuffled. Her gaze narrowed… as she had listened to Lantis’s words carefully and felt the fire beneath her burn.

She wanted nothing more than to kill him… kill him for all the pain she had to endure, for all the troubles he had caused to not only her- but to everyone.

She wanted to kill him for screwing with Yuar’s life…
She wanted to kill him for hurting Myra..
She wanted to kill him for killing many dampiel hunters over her life time in her association…
She wanted to kill him for messing with her own family…
She wanted to kill him for tampering and scarring her mind and body.
The b*st*rd had to die.

Now she had the chance… all she had to do was pull the trigger of her cool, metallic gun and it would be over. The shot would hit it’s mark- not even a vampire could survive the most accurate shot to the head which would kill anyone in an instant. But she knew if she did that, Lantis would use his lightening-like moves to kill Rudy before he himself died. It would be a shot that would kill both of them…

Gyvien gazed at her brother long and hard… as silence settled in, and everything seemed to slow time.

 
 

Rudy… he tried to make things right, but always ended up screwing it up. It perhaps wasn’t his fault… Rudy was too concerned with every thing,that he spread himself too thin. It angered Gyvien however, that her ‘supposively’ brother did not even think to help her. But then again… he never was there to help her to begin with. She never had a brother… so why did it matter now? She could have just as easily pretended that she had never met him… then it wouldn’t have mattered.

But she did meet Rudy… she had met him. It had changed her life- even if she didn’t want to believe it.

Ever since that night at the bar, when he had come with Myra… she had sensed there was some thing about him that would change her life. She knew that it probably wasn’t good… and perhaps she was right. She had saved his life as well, which was some thing she hoped she hadn’t regretted doing… and she still didn’t regret it.  How could she? Gyvien was a hunter, but she wasn’t a cold-blooded murderer, or some one to let others die. Rudy and Gyvien were as different as night and day. Yet, they were connected by the same blood of their father… Rudy had cared for his father, where as Gyvien did not. Still however, they were connected. Gyvien could not deny the fact that they were brother and sister… even if she had not wanted to be.

But in truth, she cared. But times of darkness had hardened her heart into believing that no one on earth could ever be trusted again. Not even her family or friends… to her, everyone was just a mere ally that could easily change sides. It was some thing that would never change… along with the fact that she couldn’t express her love for anyone very well.
 
 
 
 

She had never been given the option of ever showing love… never been giving the chance.

It was that reason alone, no love, that destroyed her for all these years. It ate away at her… slowly, until she could never reverse it.
 
 
 
 
 

Now, she had been given the option. Kill Lantis and her brother, or let them both live.

“Gyvien… if you pull that trigger, you will be a murderer. Not only by killing me… but your own kyn. Are you saying his life is not important by contemplating what to do? I dare you to pull the trigger Gyvien… do you have the guts?”
Lantis was egging her on… as even Rudy shouted.
“Do it! Kill him!”

Stupid Rudy. Acting like a stupid, blunt-headed hero all the time. Lantis, if he died… no one would care. Pain and suffering would finally be ended… and all wrongs would be made right. But then, Rudy would die. Then Myra would be devastated and angry, and that would cause her to be even more irrational which would probably hurt Yuar. Yuar already had been hurt his whole life… although, Yuar was good at shielding his emotions.

 

Gyvien doubted that the other two had even thought of Yuar… and it made her sad… or rather, made her pity Yuar.  If she killed Rudy, she also would be no better than any murderer. Who could kill there own brother? Who could kill their kyn… despite all the differences, Gyvien could not kill her brother. He believed she didn’t care… but she did.

She couldn’t pull the trigger.

“Fine Lantis. I’ll set the gun down, but then you must let Rudy go.”
Lantis smirked- a very untrusting gesture.
“I agree- a vampire keeps his word. No harm will come to Rudy. I’ll even let him get into a fighting stance before I do finish him off.”
Gyvien knew that Lantis would keep his word… he had proven that with Yuar. Once Lantis would let Rudy go, then perhaps they’d all have another chance at killing Lantis.
 
 

It wasn’t like this was the end…
 
 
 

“Gyvien…” Some one had whispered her name, but she was so focused upon Lantis she did not recognize who so softly whispered it. Slowly she bent down, until finally she let the gun fall from her fingers… slowly falling through the air, until a clatter of metal and dirt was heard in the empty air. The four figures had stopped beating on Yuar, and rather all five of them were watching along with Myra’s captors, and Myra's horrified gaze herself. yet... relief came from Myra as well.

 
 
 
 
 
 

Gyvien swallowed, as she stood back up and gazed at Lantis.
“There… now let Rudy go.”

 
 
 
 
 
 

She stated it flatly, as Lantis smirked. Then the whole world flung into motion…

Lantis grabbed Rudy’s arms and suddenly, with all his force, lifted the lighter vampire into the air and flung him several feet back. Rudy went hurling through the air, until with a sudden snap and crack, he hit the tree hard- but not so hard that it would disable Rudy. The tree however, erupted with such a huge force that splinters of wood flung through the air. Gyvien gave an angry shout… and Lantis then gazed to Gyvien… and for once, Gyvien did not cower. Nor did she shudder with fright or even lower her gaze…

“ Gyvien, you were blessed with the ability to fight. Ever since you were trained under Yuar I saw you as a threat… and you have become all I did not want you to. You even established the Dampiel Hunter Organization… which all of us blood-drinking vampires despise… I never thought after the night I left that small, fragile and pathetic blonde alone in the alleyway… that you would grow stronger instead of weaker like I had planned.”

Lantis shifted position, as Gyvien narrowed her eyes.
“But you have been trained to a fault. Yuar taught you mercy…   you are a fool. Your brother does not care for you… no one ever has. No one ever will care for you Gyvien…”

Yuar jerked his head up as he suddenly gave a shout…

“Gyvien don’t listen to-“
 

Suddenly one of his four captors grabbed Yuar’s own gun weapon which he had dropped in the fight, and took the butt of it to smack Yuar on his head. The blow was hard, and enough to cause Yuar to cough up some blood as a cut upon his face easily was formed. Lantis just ignored this... and continued.

“ You are a fool…but I still hold my word. I did not harm Rudy. But he is not a problem..”

With that, Lantis suddenly and cleanly with fluid and lightening-like movements, he reached inside of his garment and revealed a small, clean gun. Aiming straight at Gyvien he spoke words of icy cold… as they lingered in the air and cut sharp like a knife to everyone.
“You were the problem.”

With that, the sound of a gun exploding through the air sheered through the night as the bullet inside whizzed by and instantly a splash of red specked the air.  Yuar’s eyes widened, as suddenly rage grew with in him and he suddenly began to stir to life again.

He practically clawed at his captors, as he fought them and gave several more blows to the four vampires and began to fight. He tore loose from their grip, but they blocked his movements towards the dampiel. He shouted…
“GYVIEN!!! GYVIEN!!”

 
 
 

Rudy meanwhile had also stirred to life, as his eyes were full of shock and he stood there… as if numb. He took a step forward, but one of Myra’s captors quickly came towards him and nailed Rudy in the gut- where he was still tender from Lantis’s blow. But Rudy was furious, as he unleashed his own weapon and began to hack away at whatever, or whoever was in his way. Myra also began to try to release herself from the grip…as she let out a yell and began to claw or use whatever means possible to get free.
 
 
 
 

Gyvien’s eyes widened suddenly, as she stood there, almost unable to comprehend. She could feel the burning sensation which filled her chest… as it grew into a numbing pain… but she still stood. She did not look at the wound… Glaring she spat at him…
“ You’re the fool Lantis…”
 

Lantis narrowed his eyes, as yet another bullet flew through the air, and more deep, red blood spattered into the air and this time the knife of pain stabbed at Gyvien’s shoulder. Gyvien staggered a bit, as she did not let her icy glare release from Lantis’s own eyes. She still stood… clenching her fists, but feeling the wet, warm liquid fill her clothing and escape her own body… but she still remained to stand.
“ … we’ll eventually beat you down. You are the pathetic –“
 

Another bullet rang into the air as the gun was fired, and Lantis’s eyes began to burn with fire. He held the gun at her, pointed at her… and his eyes were full of rage. Her words were getting to him... cutting his ego like a painful knife... because waht she was about to say, was true. Pain seered through Gyvien’s gut, as she staggered more, blood streaming down her bare legs and staining her skirt, as a puddle of blood began to form at her feet. The dripping noise of her own blood filled the air… as she staggered to stand, but did not fall. Her lengthy blonde hair was stained with blood at the tips as well, as it dangled and matted into her shoulder wound. Her eyes narrowed further… as she fought to breath.. blood beginning to form at the corners of her mouth.
 
 
 

“ – pathetic worthless fool. Everything you’ve done has never succeeded! You’ve always been a failure!”

 
 
 
 

She struggled to say the last words, but a second wind gave her enough strength as the final bullet came through the air. Lantis had fired it… this time aiming at her knee cap. The aim was slightly below it in Lantis’s rage at her words, but it shattered her bone in her knee and instantly crippled her.

Gyvien struggled to stand, fighting not to fall to Lantis… but her own leg and the loss of blood could no longer support her. She staggered, gazing at Myra… Yuar… and finally Rudy. She then fell to the ground, landing backwards upon her back with a thump which seemed to slice the air even with Rudy, Myra and Yuar fighting to get at Lantis or to Gyvien. Lantis even seemed to pause… as he let a small snicker escape his throat. Gyvien layed upon the ground… her eyes wide, and moistening but she would not let herself cry. Blood began to gather in a pool around her body, as her chest rose and fall. She was struggling to breath, as a small trickle of blood streamed from the edge of her lips. Her hair was some how, still beautifully and lightly rippling in the soft wind which brushed against her cheek… as if to give her some comfort.

She felt herself leaving… but she heard the pitter patter of steps… but it was so hard for her to hang on. She could hear people shouting…
 
 
 
 

“Gyvien! Hang on! Hang on!”
“You’ll be okay Gyvien!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

But then... she remembered those words...

‘No one ever will care for you Gyvien’                                                   … she could not hold on for long…