Five looked at me and I looked back.
I wondered why she didn't come out when the noise started, I guessed that she was afraid. Turning to face the remaining five members I steeled myself.
This was the final fight. Monster versus machine.
I struck first.
My muscles moved as if attached to the strings of fate. The five of them attacked me at once attempting to take me from all angles.
It was futile.
I parried all their strikes and dodged all their follow up blows. Then I started to fight back. My sword moved with a demonic elegance as the red blade shone in the moonlight. I stabbed, thrust, and sliced with perfection. The screams of the five echoed through the night. But they kept on fighting.
So, I pushed harder.
I forced myself to remove any thought in my mind. My north star faded. I moved on pure instinct. My muscles started to disintegrate, decaying bit by bit. My brain was being fried little by little as I lost myself in the fight. I felt something I hadn't felt since Julius had died.
I was fighting. And I loved it.
I stopped swinging my sword for a split second, throwing off their timing. I stabbed one of the men straight through his chest, then brought the blade up, cutting the man in half. I didn't even wait to see his body fall. I threw my sword at one of the women which pierced her eye, going through her skull. I turned quickly punching one man through his stomach. He looked at me with acceptance in his eyes as his body went limp, the light dying from his eyes.
Before I could turn to face the last woman, the one who had somehow managed to hold on after cutting her chest all that time ago, she thrust her sword through my chest.
To explain the pain would be impossible as words would not be enough to describe it. If hell was hot, this was an inferno.
I howled like an animal trapped by a hunter. I couldn't like my dance with the devil end like this.
I forced myself to turn trying to kill the woman where she stood.
However, it was too late. My muscles would not respond, my brain stopped sending signals. I fell to my knees.
For the first time in a while, I thought about Five. Where was she? Was she ok?
I saw her standing in front of me I attempted to crawl towards her tears of happiness welling up in my eyes.
"Five! Are you ok?"
She wasn't facing me, but I assumed that she just hadn't heard me yet. I finally reached her feet as I tugged on the bottom of her lab coat. She then turned to face me. I hadn't seen her smile in a while, so I was excited to see it.
A smile adorned her face as quickly bent down, bring her face close to mine. I was thankful that she was ok. That she was safe.
I struggled to my feet as we started to dance. I moved fervently, my feet flying, my arms waving. Five stood there. Motionless. Still smiling.
This is what I saw at the end of my life.