Vira raised a trembling hand, shards of dimensional magic orbiting her fingertips. ``Wait - wait - wait - '' she stammered, her voice cracking. ``We can - we can negotiate - ''
Loona doesn't walk toward her. She stalked.
Wings spread. Eyes burning molten red. Hair glowing white-gold. Soulfire dripped from her fingers like liquid starlight. ``No,'' Loona growled. ``We're way past talk.''
Vira screamed and unleasheed a torrent of shadowfire, a spell fueled by desperation and terror. Reality rippled, distorted, folded inward like a throat closing.
Loona raised a hand. A single hand. The blast hit her - and stopped. The flames curled around her, shimmering pink and magenta. They bent. Warped. Glitched.
Because something inside Loona responded -
Muru's foresight: a whisper to dodge left before the bolt even appeared.
Krystal's combat instinct: a perfect shift of weight to avoid the kill angle.
Amaterasu's divine blaze: the light in her veins ignited in gold.
Mal0's corrupted glitch: her outline split, duplicated, re-stitched.
Goumang's iron discipline: rage sharpened into focus.
Mistral's cold logic: no emotion wasted, no movement uncalculated.
Every friend who died. Every ally who fought. Every mentor who shaped her.
Their echoes awakened inside her blood.
The spell broke harmlessly against her palm.
Vira's eyes went wide.
Loona tilted her head, expression cold and flat. ``Is that it?'' She lunged.
Loona hit her target like a freight train made of fire and grief. She slammed Vira into the ground. Vira gasped - the sound of air leaving her lungs in one violent eruption.
Loona lifted her. Punched her. Once. Twice. A dozen times. Vira's face caved. Reformed. Broke again.
Loona grabbed her by the throat and swung her into a fractured timeline, shattering it like glass. The shards of possibility sliced through Vira's skin as Loona dragged her across the floor.
Vira sputtered, choking on her own blood. ``STOP - PLEASE - WE CAN - WE CAN FIX - ''
Loona kneed her in the ribs. ``FIX WHAT, EXACTLY?'' she snarled.
Vira tried to summon a dagger, but Loona snapped her wrist before the blade formed.
``My son?'' CRACK! Loona broke Vira's other arm. ``My mate?'' SLAM!
Vira's skull bounced off the stone. ``My future?'' WHAM! Loona punched through Vira's shield like it was wet tissue.
Vira tried to crawl.
Loona stepped on her back, pinning her down.
Across the room - Laziel watched with wide eyes. Terrified at first. But as Vira screamed - as Loona stood like a burning goddess of vengeance - Laziel's fear melted into awe. ``MOM,'' he squeaked, voice tiny but trembling with fierce admiration, ``KICK HER ASS!''
Loona's lips curled into a blood-soaked smile. ``Oh, I will.'' She lifted Vira by the hair and threw her across the battlefield so hard the impact created a crater.
Vira barely clung to life, wheezing and coughing. Her face was mangled. Her bones were shattered. Her magic flickered weakly at her fingertips.
Loona approached.
Vira tried to plead, voice shredded. ``M-mercy... please... please... I-I surrender - ''
Loona tilts her head. ``Oh honey.'' She crouched down and extended her hand. She healed Vira's wounds with a sweep of her glowing claw - a holy, hellish warmth that sealed bone and sinew.
Vira gasped as strength returned to her. ``Why...? Why would you - ''
Loona's voice dropped to a whisper that could freeze the blood. ``So I can do it again.'' She punched Vira square in the chest - hard enough to crack her sternum.
Vira screamed, collapsing, clawing at Loona's feet.
Loona grabbed her by the jaw, forcing her to taste the flames licking from her fingertips.
``You're going to die,'' Loona whispered, eyes burning bright, ``but first? You'll understand why.''
She raised her free hand and gasped softly. She closed her eyes and called out softly -
``...Blaze...?''
The battlefield hushed.
The soulfire around her flickered.
For a heartbeat - warmth brushed against her mind. Not words. Not a voice.
A feeling.
Yes. I'm here. With you.
Loona exhaled shakily, tears streaked down her muzzle. ``Good,'' she whispered. ``Watch me.''
Loona rose into the air - wings unfurled to their full, massive span that cast shadows and light across the broken realm.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Taken from the finale of my Blaze and Loona fanfiction: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/63214862/
Phew. This took a lot. But wooooorth it!
I love those moments in games and movies where the one survivor who is going up against the big bad brings the memories of those they lost along the way.
And Loona gets to use that to beat the ever living shit out of some assholes!
Had a lot of fun with this one. Talk about crossover mania, jeez!
Good thing Blaze has gotten to know so many ladies. But if he he hadn't known them then this wouldn't have happened. But if this hadn't happened, then no Loona.
So good thing!
~I only own Blaze and Mistral
~Everyone is (C) those owners
~Art is mine
