Jasmine & Lucy VS Luther & Gregory : Jasmine POV

One was tall, with piercing, calculating eyes and a lean build adorning an eerie smile. The other had tanned skin and was powerfully built, moving himself with a serious stone cold demeanor.

“Well, Luther, do you want me to take care of them” the taller one sneered, his eyes glinting with malice. “I know you don’t like to hit women.”

The tanned one cracked his knuckles. “No, I’ll take care of them. I’d rather kill them swiftly than leave them to a freak like you.”

“Hmph, you think you can take the both of us?” Lucy taunts.

“Don’t act tough, woman. We can hear your keychain shaking from here,” when he said that, I realized Lucy and I were both trembling. She was trying to boost me up by standing her ground but she was just as scared as I was. “You have three seconds to get out of here.”

His partner’s smile faded away, “Hey, what do you think you’re doing?”

Luther doesn’t bother adressing his partner. “I’ll hold Gregory down while you leave. But if you’re still here when I’m done counting to three. Then I’ll consider you have forfeited your lives.”

Lucy and I both gulped. “I hope you know that ain’t happening. Right, Luther?” Gregory sneered.

“Tres.”

Lucy looked back at me. “I’m sorry Jasmine, I won’t be able to protect you.”

“Dos.”

I steeled myself and grabbed her hand tightly. “Hey, none of us are dying here. After all, we have kids to take care of right?” I **** a smile to giver her- to give us confidence.

“Uno.”

Time stopped and our lips sealed. The taste of her mouth told me she loved John just as much as I did. And it tasted like I could love her too. We broke the kiss and but a thin strip of saliva maintained the bond between our bodies. “Yes you’re right, you lesbian bitch,” her resolve was renewed. None of us were trembling anymore. Magic crackled around us and lit up in a blazing inferno.

“Zero.”

Luther stepped in the moonlight shower pouring from the whole above us. If it weren’t for Taurus’ martial power he’d already be on us.

I quick-stepped to his side and hurled swirling flames right at him. Thankfully, Gregory held still for the moment. Taurus got violently projected to the other side of the room and Luther dissipated the flames, his burnt clothes revealing disformed arms.

“Taurus!” Lucy cried out but the beast quickly landed and steeled itself back onto a fighting stance.

“Don’t worry mistress,” he grunted, bracing his axe before charging back onto Luther who took the blunt of the bull’s blow on his forearm adorning a black shield.

I dashed onto him in one step, scorching heat trails behind my kicks but he evades all of them. The bull lunges another swing at him but sticks right into the ground as Luther jumps above him, I leap to follow him in mid-air and throw a fire-powered rotating kick he blocks wit his shielded forearm. My core twists and my claws prey onto his face but he leans back and evades them while launching a counter fueled with strength from his whole body directed right at my face.

I can’t react fast enough. It’s about to hit me. In the short time before impact, I can already see my head plunging into the ground and dragging my body with it but Lucy’s whip snapped and wrapped on the man’s wrist saving me from his destructive strength.

I quickly leaped out to a safe distance before jumping right back into the heat of battle.

As the exchanges pile up, his fists scratch my cheeks, my arms or my sides. The adrenaline makes my blood boil and stretches my senses focus to look out for the slightest hints and save from a fatal hit.

I’ve always loved sports. Wether it was gymnastics, dance, track and field or even climbing. I loved pushing my body to its limits but my parents always forbade me from trying combat sports. And this feeling, of putting my life on the line, giving everything I have not just to avoid defeat or claim victory but to live another day. It was the first time my body felt this. And it was ecstatic.

I want more. I want to fight more. With John and Lucy and Sarah, Mirajane, Kylie by my side. I want to win this fight and face **** again!

I land on Luther’s shoulders and grabs his head before hurling fire from the deepest furnace in my core at point blank distance.

He screams his lungs out as I keep heating up my fire to scorch him to ****. But before I can finish him, Taurus grabs my belt and throws me out of the way of a sword that was about to pierce my guts. When I land on the ground I see Gregory who was standing still until now holding a sword at least a dozen meters long before retracting to a normal size.

Gregory steps into the battle. “What a pathetic sight,” Luther stands back up with his face burnt “Why don’t you take a break huh ?”

Luther pants and speaks, his words are barely audible coming out from his scorched throat “If it’s for Dracula, then I’d gladly give my life.”

“Hopefully it won’t have to come up to that. The constellationist probably can’t summon another spirit right now. Even if she does, she won’t last long. They were already against you so let’s play safe and have the two of us deal with the constellationist and the dragonslayer, yeah?”

“Yes for Dracula.”

Lucy stepped forward, defiance in her eyes. “We’re not afraid of you,” she said, summoning her celestial key. With a burst of light, Virgo appeared.

“Well, not anymore,” I added with hot steam blowing out of my nose.