Feb Topic - It's a War by Chandelle
I sat there looking at the computer screen wondering what had just happened. Lucy didn’t want me to come and get her and she wasn’t going to back down from this fight that I could probably never understand. I understood that she was a Slayer, but still - this was life and death and the thought of never seeing her again just made every part of me ache. When I got to LA, I wasn’t looking for anyone, I didn’t want anyone and I wanted to be left alone, but then Lucy came along and it took some time, and now I was glad that she was in my life and I didn’t want anyone of that to change. Her going into battle, willingly knowing that she could die didn’t sit right with me.
Growing up, there were times when I had to fight. Mom’s boyfriends, people at school, even people on the street who thought that I had nothing in me and I remembered when I was younger that if I didn’t stand up for myself that no one else will and I had to fight.
This was different though.
After hearing about the other Slayers over and over from Seth and me having to calm him down, I started thinking about the fact that I’d never see Lucy again. I tried over and over for her to not go, but in the end, I couldn’t find a reason, I couldn’t make her stay. Nothing that I could say or do would change her mind.
When I lost Marissa, it was an accident. She wasn’t looking to die. She thought she was going to live forever - I thought she’d live forever. When she was with me, she felt safe and I wanted that for her. I was the one that always saved her in some way or another and I failed. She died in my arms. I couldn’t save her.
Somewhere in my head, I knew that Lucy wasn’t looking forward to dying. She wasn’t looking forward to our last conversation being our actual last, or her finally seeing her sister being all for nothing, but I just knew that deep down inside of me, that I had to be there with her. I couldn’t let her go.
I disappeared into my room, getting changed, not really sure what I was getting myself into and knowing that I probably didn’t have a chance against this. These weren’t kids that picked on me at school and they weren’t drunk ex-boyfriends of my mother’s. They weren’t Volchok.
I had nothing to offer this fight except me being there and I wasn’t going to let myself just sit and wait and it out - wait to hear if Lucy died or not, or wait to hear what was going to happen. I needed to be there, with her. So that’s what I did. It was probably stupid. Just as much as Lucy could die, my chances were greater, and yeah, no. This was what I needed to do.
I’m just a guy without the superpower’s but I can still pack a punch and I’m going to be there with my girlfriend every step of the way. That’s just what I do.
Once I figured out where everything was, I headed there, as fast as I could, which in fact, didn’t take me too long once I got off the main highway. What was in front of me though - I never would have imagined. Pulling up, my mouth just dropped open. What the hell was I walking into? What the hell was Lucy doing? Would I even find her? I slammed on the breaks and just as quickly as I did that, I turned the truck off and I was out there, running towards this fight. If it was something that someone told me, I would have never believed it. By being with Lucy though, I came to know what demons look like and this was definitely them. All over the place, many were already dead where they laid. Swallowing hard, I pushed myself inside of this big fight, yelling for Lucy. A demon jumped in front of me and I didn’t think about it, I just punched and kept on going.
I caught a glimpse of her, and I yelled again, “Lucy!”
The only thought that I had was that she wasn’t dead and how glad I was.
Running toward her, my eyes were wide when she started fighting another demon and then she was on the ground, blood all over the place. My heart dropped and I moved faster and it was like everything was in slow motion. Not thinking about it, I reached up and with everything, hit the demon as hard as I could and it wasn’t focused on Lucy anymore.
“Yeah, come on,” I warned. The adrenaline that was running through my body was like a drug and right now, I probably couldn’t feel a damn thing.
Lucy was up and a few minutes later, the demon was dead. I just looked at her. But she was looking beyond me and it wasn’t long until I figured out who she was looking at.
Molly.
We both ran to her and while Lucy took care of the demon, I knelt beside Molly who wasn’t looking too well. She wanted to move her, but I wasn’t too sure. There could have been something that we couldn’t see, but looking around among the chaos, we didn’t have a choice. We both got her up and away and once we let her down, I ripped my sleeves off of my shirt and gave one to Lucy before we both tied them around her injuries, just trying to make all of this blood stop.
“We have to get out of here,” I said. “My truck is right over there,” I pointed. On three, we both had her up and as quickly as we could, got her into the backseat of the SUV. Lucy got in the back with her while I jumped in the front practically and we were out of there. I kept on looking back and wondered if I should call Seth.
“Lucy, give me your radio.”
She tossed it up and over the seat and there it sat. I kept on driving though because that was a call that I dreaded to make.
“We’re almost there.”
Carefully, I pulled into the hospital’s drive up where the sign Emergency Room lit up overhead. Coming to a stop, I got out of the car and ran inside.
“I need help!” I yelled and from a look one of the nurses gave me when she saw the blood, she hurried to the desk and paged doctor’s. I ran back out and Lucy was already trying to get Molly out of the truck. I helped her the rest of the way. “They’re coming to get her,” I said, looking at Lucy before looking at Molly. “You’re going to be alright,” I promised.
The next thing we all knew, a doctor and three nurses came running out with a stretcher and immediately took over by getting Molly on the stretcher and then rushing her inside. I looked at Lucy, breathing hard as she was and walked over to her. “Are you sure you’re alright,” I said, as calmly as I could while looking her over before reaching up and touching her hair.
“Seth.”
I needed to call him. I reached out and opened the passenger side door and reached in and grabbed the radio. Taking a deep breath, I just looked at Lucy and pressed the button.
“Seth? It’s Ryan.”
I let go of the button and waited for him to beep back. It wasn’t even two seconds later when he did.
“Yeah, it’s uh … Molly’s hurt. Bad. Lucy and I brought her to the ER. We’re outside. You need to come. Now.”
Growing up, there were times when I had to fight. Mom’s boyfriends, people at school, even people on the street who thought that I had nothing in me and I remembered when I was younger that if I didn’t stand up for myself that no one else will and I had to fight.
This was different though.
After hearing about the other Slayers over and over from Seth and me having to calm him down, I started thinking about the fact that I’d never see Lucy again. I tried over and over for her to not go, but in the end, I couldn’t find a reason, I couldn’t make her stay. Nothing that I could say or do would change her mind.
When I lost Marissa, it was an accident. She wasn’t looking to die. She thought she was going to live forever - I thought she’d live forever. When she was with me, she felt safe and I wanted that for her. I was the one that always saved her in some way or another and I failed. She died in my arms. I couldn’t save her.
Somewhere in my head, I knew that Lucy wasn’t looking forward to dying. She wasn’t looking forward to our last conversation being our actual last, or her finally seeing her sister being all for nothing, but I just knew that deep down inside of me, that I had to be there with her. I couldn’t let her go.
I disappeared into my room, getting changed, not really sure what I was getting myself into and knowing that I probably didn’t have a chance against this. These weren’t kids that picked on me at school and they weren’t drunk ex-boyfriends of my mother’s. They weren’t Volchok.
I had nothing to offer this fight except me being there and I wasn’t going to let myself just sit and wait and it out - wait to hear if Lucy died or not, or wait to hear what was going to happen. I needed to be there, with her. So that’s what I did. It was probably stupid. Just as much as Lucy could die, my chances were greater, and yeah, no. This was what I needed to do.
I’m just a guy without the superpower’s but I can still pack a punch and I’m going to be there with my girlfriend every step of the way. That’s just what I do.
Once I figured out where everything was, I headed there, as fast as I could, which in fact, didn’t take me too long once I got off the main highway. What was in front of me though - I never would have imagined. Pulling up, my mouth just dropped open. What the hell was I walking into? What the hell was Lucy doing? Would I even find her? I slammed on the breaks and just as quickly as I did that, I turned the truck off and I was out there, running towards this fight. If it was something that someone told me, I would have never believed it. By being with Lucy though, I came to know what demons look like and this was definitely them. All over the place, many were already dead where they laid. Swallowing hard, I pushed myself inside of this big fight, yelling for Lucy. A demon jumped in front of me and I didn’t think about it, I just punched and kept on going.
I caught a glimpse of her, and I yelled again, “Lucy!”
The only thought that I had was that she wasn’t dead and how glad I was.
Running toward her, my eyes were wide when she started fighting another demon and then she was on the ground, blood all over the place. My heart dropped and I moved faster and it was like everything was in slow motion. Not thinking about it, I reached up and with everything, hit the demon as hard as I could and it wasn’t focused on Lucy anymore.
“Yeah, come on,” I warned. The adrenaline that was running through my body was like a drug and right now, I probably couldn’t feel a damn thing.
Lucy was up and a few minutes later, the demon was dead. I just looked at her. But she was looking beyond me and it wasn’t long until I figured out who she was looking at.
Molly.
We both ran to her and while Lucy took care of the demon, I knelt beside Molly who wasn’t looking too well. She wanted to move her, but I wasn’t too sure. There could have been something that we couldn’t see, but looking around among the chaos, we didn’t have a choice. We both got her up and away and once we let her down, I ripped my sleeves off of my shirt and gave one to Lucy before we both tied them around her injuries, just trying to make all of this blood stop.
“We have to get out of here,” I said. “My truck is right over there,” I pointed. On three, we both had her up and as quickly as we could, got her into the backseat of the SUV. Lucy got in the back with her while I jumped in the front practically and we were out of there. I kept on looking back and wondered if I should call Seth.
“Lucy, give me your radio.”
She tossed it up and over the seat and there it sat. I kept on driving though because that was a call that I dreaded to make.
“We’re almost there.”
Carefully, I pulled into the hospital’s drive up where the sign Emergency Room lit up overhead. Coming to a stop, I got out of the car and ran inside.
“I need help!” I yelled and from a look one of the nurses gave me when she saw the blood, she hurried to the desk and paged doctor’s. I ran back out and Lucy was already trying to get Molly out of the truck. I helped her the rest of the way. “They’re coming to get her,” I said, looking at Lucy before looking at Molly. “You’re going to be alright,” I promised.
The next thing we all knew, a doctor and three nurses came running out with a stretcher and immediately took over by getting Molly on the stretcher and then rushing her inside. I looked at Lucy, breathing hard as she was and walked over to her. “Are you sure you’re alright,” I said, as calmly as I could while looking her over before reaching up and touching her hair.
“Seth.”
I needed to call him. I reached out and opened the passenger side door and reached in and grabbed the radio. Taking a deep breath, I just looked at Lucy and pressed the button.
“Seth? It’s Ryan.”
I let go of the button and waited for him to beep back. It wasn’t even two seconds later when he did.
“Yeah, it’s uh … Molly’s hurt. Bad. Lucy and I brought her to the ER. We’re outside. You need to come. Now.”