Of Demons and Heroes

This is only a partial fan-fic. So, there is not an entire book about just One Direction here... Hi, my name is Lusetta.... but you might know me better as Black Shadow or Demon Bite... and I'm half demon... welcome to my world. I'm going to have some crazy things going on in my life so stay close, stay safe, and stay alive...now that that's out of the way... Let's go!


17. Bring him back!

I cried for a while, holding him in my arms as he got colder. I wouldn't quit trying to bring him back so long as there was breath in my body. I slumped over, exhausted from using my powers and from all of the crying. "Come back, Zayn! Com back to me, please! I need you here..." Liam came over and touched my shoulder, comforting me. "I can't... I just don't..." Then I remembered something. Something that no one else knew. "A trade..." I bent over Zayn and spoke into his mind so that, when he woke, he would hear me. I leaned down and kissed him, making a golden light appear between us. I smiled and then fell into darkness.

Zayn's POV~

My eyes fluttered open, and blinding light was everywhere. Lu was laying next to me, still and lifeless. I remembered being in major amounts of pain and then kissing Lu and then darkness. Had I died? "Lu!" She didn't stir. Her body was cold to the touch under my fingers. "Zayn," I jumped, startled. "I made a choice. I wanted you to be able to go on with your life... so I gave up mine. Don't worry, it's better this way. The world loses a demon and gets to keep you, My Love. Don't blame yourself or anyone else, for it was my decision to make. I'm sorry that I had to leave you, but it was the only way..." Her voice was fading, like her life probably was. It was barley a whisper, but I still heard her say her last words. "The team needs you, Zayn. Go be there for them. I love you, Zayn. Never forget that... I love you....." Her voice trailed off. She was gone. She had given her life for me and I wasn't even sure how it had happened. "I died..." It was like poison dripping off my lips. All that time fighting and I had still died in spite of everything. Lu was gone because of me... Lying next to me, lifeless, like Juliet in the play. But, this wasn't a play. It was real life. I stood, still a bit wobbly on my legs, and picked Lu up. She was like a rag-doll in my arms. Her red hair cascaded down, hiding her face from view. She was as beautiful as any woman I had ever met if not more, and she had a great personality. I had loved her and still did; something inside me said that I always would. I cried as I carried her over beneath a tree and laid her there, going to get something to start digging her grave. But, I didn't want to say goodbye...

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