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*** Victor blocked out everything, and focused all of his attention on the dome. Forrest was furiously trying to breach his imprisonment as Dee lay there, soundless.***

The dome sheild was like a camping tent. It was barley tall enough, or wide enough for Forrest to sit, or lay. His space was limited, which caused problems for his breaching attempts. Victor was getting tired. He wanted to close his eyes, and just lay down. But he knew he had to hold this shield, or they would lose, and everyone would be killed. Victor peered over at Derek whenever Forrest stopped firing of hex's at the sheild. He could tell the man was getting tired. Even though he knew Derek would be able to hold of Cedric and Patrick for a long while.  If only he could join them. Victor was getting weaker by the second, and he knew if Derek wasnt defeated soon, Forrest would break free to help his partner. Victor concentrated on the dome, as Forrest proceded to fire a green ray at it. After Forrest stopped Victor glanced quickly at Derek. Then back at the dome. But something had caught his eye.

Once again he looked over, this time at the trees behind Derek. There, crouched behind branches, was the man with the glasses. Victor turned his head completly around and examined the large tree that was hiding the innocent bus-riders. The girl could barley be seen, peeking at the fight.  When had the man become conscious? Once again he turned back to look at the man. He looked ready to pounce. Victor was so focused on the man, he had not realized how much the shield had weakened. He quickly concentrated on reparing it, unwillingly turning away from the man with the glasses.  After a few seconds he looked back. He saw something glint in the green, blue and white lights. After looking closer he realized the man was holding what looked like a hunting knife. Where did he get a knife? Victor wanted to yell at the man, to tell him to stop. But before he could the man leapt, his arm swinging the knife at Dereks side.

To Victors surprise the knife dug deep into Dereks right rib cage. For some reason Victor thought Derek couldnt be hurt by a common human attack. He thought it impossible to kill, or hurt him without using magic.  But ruby blood gushed down his side. Victors focus was quickley slipping away from the shield, as he whatched the man jump back into the trees, bringing his knife with him. Cedric and Patrick were obviously shocked, but they waisted no time. As Derek paused in pain, both Cedric and Patrick shot rays at him, blasting him back into a tree. Dereks limp body fell to the ground, the same moment that Forrest broke free.  Victor had not been paying any attention to the sheild, and that was a huge mistake. As soon as Forrest was on his feet, he began shooting of orbs at the exhausted Patrick and Cedric. Shocked, the two men fired back there defences. Victor summoned all the energy he had left, and blasted a large white orb at Forrest. Forrest was so busy with Patrick and Cedric, that he hadnt seen the orb coming.  The sphere blasted apart as it collided with his bald head. Forrest was blown to the ground as blood drizzled from his scalp.  Then, everything was still.

Victor fell to his knees, trying to slow his breath. Cedric was kneeling next  to Derek, checking for a palse. Patrick had copied Victor, dropping to his knees.  The man with glasses slowly came out of his hiding place, as did the little girl and the chubby woman.  Cedric started laughing. Everyone glared at him, like he was crazy. He looked around at everyone, then put his head into his heads.  He sat there, chuckling quietly.  Victor wondered if his mind was playing tricks on him. Was he really that tired? Cedric didnt seem like the type of person who laughed much, espicially after being envolved in a death match.

"What the hell, is so damn funny?" growled Patrick.

"He's..." laughed Cedric, pausing to calm himself.  Finally he stopped laughing. "He's dead," and he broke out laughing again.  Patrick's face went blank, then a large smile covered his it.  He joined Cedric with a weak laugh.

"What the hell is wrong with you two?" asked the man with the glasses.

"We killed...we killed," Patrick started laughing, before he could finish.

"We killed Derek Kernan," Cedric finished.

"So?" Victor spat, annoyed.

"Thats real nice, laughing about death!" grumbled the woman.

"You all, just dont get it," Patrick sighed, done laughing. "Derek Kernan, is probably the most talented person in Lundine.  Remember when we told you Dee was second in command of the T.A," he said, looking at Victor, "well Derek, he was the First."

"No one could ever get to that man. No one!" informed Cedric, "and if they did, they surly didnt get away alive. You have absolutly no idea, how much pain and misery that man has cuased."

"Okay, what the hell is Lundine, what is the T.A, and who the hell are you?" questioned the man with the glasses.

*sry for mispelled words.* comment and rate PLEEZE*

sry it took me so long :D