Eternally Yours

25.

They saw the temple from
a far and D's face became like a face of stone. This was it, this was the final
battle between him and Carmilla and he was destined to make it the absolute
last, even if it killed him. "I am sorry my wife, but this is how it must
go." he thought with sadness engraved in his heart and soul. And if they
wanted to be on top they had to feed. He found some mountain rabbits and whilst
sitting back to back they fed on the raw bloody meat. And then they fed each
other with blood. In a very heated moment they were totally unaware of their
surroundings. D had his fangs in her throat and Sango had found her bite on his
shoulder, both sucking to get more strength. D could feel the purity of her
blood inside his veins and it was like an electrical frizzle. He actually wanted
to giggle. He removed his fangs and felt her do the same.

-         
Are you ready my love? he asked.

-         
As ready as I can be mate, sa San Sango.

She moved to kiss him and
for a few seconds the time stood still.

-         
Let's cleanse the world from
some shitty vampires, said Sango as she pulled away. "“ Especially that queen
bitch of the undead.

-         
Be careful wife.

-         
You too mate.

He nodded and felt his
heart twist in pain.

The temple was heavily
infested with vampires; many of them had gone too far into their vampiric state.
In Sango's and D's trails lay piles of grey dust. A few was only wounded, they
could be saved if Carmilla was killed, expelled from the face of the earth.angoango's giant boomerang swept through the eerie halls of the temple and as it
swoop the grounds she used her sword to kill those who attacked her. Her
purifying powers were a very much welcomed gift. She could just cut the
vampires, and those who were lost were killed in an instant.

D had gained some of her
purifying powers, but not as much. His long sword worked side by side with Sango
and for a microsecond he was certain that he would survive this so he could live
together with her and their child forever. But when he saw the bloodied form of
Carmilla's spirit his hopes disappeared like a drop of rain in the ocean.

She walked down from the
altar where her coffin was placed. Her mouth twitched as her face got twisted in
a gruesome smile.

-         
D, we meet again, she said with
a sly and seductive voice as her steps moved to the ground. She left a trail of
blood behind her.

-         
Carmilla,
this will end tonight, said D.

-         
My dear D, have you not learned
that I can not be killed. Not by the living and not by the dead.

-         
It does not matter, it will end.

-         
May I ask who your companion is?
She is strong for a lowly human, said Carmilla as she moved over to look more
closely at Sango when she fought against her army of vampires.

-         
She is the strongest person I
have ever met, perhaps even stronger than me, said D with pride hidden in his
voice.

-         
Is that so? How interesting"¦
Carmilla purred evilly.

-         
You will not fight her; your
fight is with me.

-         
Then get ready filthy half
breed, because I will not go easy on you.

-         
I have not expected it.

He raised his sword and
got into a fighting position. Carmilla smirked as she raised her hands and
attacked D with her blood red claws. They rushed together with a haunting sound.
Metal against undead claws and flesh.

Sango dusted the last of
the vampires in line and turned her glowing green eyes towards the clashing
titans. The undead bitch was fast, and D had trouble keeping up with her
movements. Sango's heart raced inside her chest when she saw the fearless gold
red eyes of D. It was then she knew. The vision came from clear blue sky. He had
not intended on getting out of the temple alive. He was going to meet his end in
these halls of blood and darkness. She tried to move but her body was frozen in
terror of her realization. "D!! D!!!" her mind screamed with heart
ache. She felt wetness on her cheeks and she knew that she was crying heavily.

The fight went on, D was
tiring but he refused to give up against Carmilla. She would not have the
pleasure of seeing him go down. But in a weak moment when he looked at Sango,
just to make sure that she was safe, Carmilla managed to knock the sword from
his hand. The next thing he knew was a soul searing pain inside his chest. She
had rammed his own sword into his body.

*evil, evil cliffie...*