Sorrows's POV

"These are for energy, right?" Lara asked, pointing at the few white berries I was holding. I nodded. We sat opposite each other after a long day of training and now it was my time to teach her or better said, test her knowledge.

"And how do you stop a bleeding?" I asked her.

"Clean the wound first,then put spider web or ribwort plantain on it. If it's bad, also hold it down with your hands" She explained with a voice only a well-learnt nerd could have. 

"Alright well I'm pretty sure you've mastered the basics." I said, standing up. Lara also stood up and followed me to the camp. It's been something over a week since Olivia got sick and all. With one villain forbidden to attack us, and other two being lazy assholes we've had time to relax. I don't think that we've ever been given more than one day to relax and all. The past few days have been really nice, we've been restoring supplies and gaining the strength we've lost from so many things that happened. Ross recovered from having to kill Ty, Supah from having to kill Icee and me? I think, I hope I have recovered from Jerome's disappearance. After all, it was about time wasn't it? You have to let go and with time, you do. With time, you start to see more good in what you taught would end your world. That's how it always goes. But all though you start seeing the good in the bad, all though the bad memories are slowly replaced with the good ones, the reality is that you never truly let go. Or at least, that's how I see things.

Eventually when everything was golden we could say, I came to a conclusion we need to do something, I had to do something. KillerCanadian was waiting, and I knew I had to step out of the role of the healer I've been given. He was still weaker than Skybrine and WitherMU and I was the only one with the power to end his villain era once and for all. And now, with things being so calm, was the perfect time to prepare ourselves. All though Lara was younger than me, she certainly was a better fighter and my friend so I took lessons from her on fighting. I knew I was no superman and that I wouldn't leave the battle unharmed and considering how dangerous each and every villain attack was I needed somebody that would heal me when it's over. Lara already had some knowledge so I taught her all the basics. I was sure there was no way she could fail her task. But fighting was much more difficult and I still had doubts in me.

"You should try training with Hawkfrost, I'm sure he can teach you more than me." Lara suggested as we were walking back to the others. I shook my head.

"Nah, I'm good. You've taught me just enough." I said, smiling "Besides, god knows what you two do during those private trainings you have."

She facepalmed, sighing loudly and I couldn't help but laugh quietly. Ever since the hotspring incident teasing her has become one of my favourite things to do. And since we were friends, she knew it was all just a little mean harmless joke. Alright, maybe not so harmless since Hawkfrost did catch a cold after he supported our awful dick jokes.

"Seriously Sorrows, I'm 14." She said in and angrily moved her hands in frustration. I kept on laughing while preparing myself to contunied what I've started.

"Well, I've always wondered show you two keep your stamina up." I said in a sweet, teasing tone. Lara angrily stared in front of her but didn't look at me. She was probably afraid I'd wink or something.

"I'm so done with you." She said and sped up her pace. I stopped, just to fulfil her wish of her being ahead. I smiled, watching her angrily walk to the camp. Not long after that, I was left alone, standing in a small dark area. I wasn't afraid but a sudden realisation came to me. There was nothing left to learn, all we could do was practise. And it's been this way for quite a while. I had to face KilerCanadian, soon. Waiting was even more torturous than facing my fear. I defiently couldn't wait more than three more days. The sooner the better.

It felt so weird, holding a long blade in my hands. All this time, I used my fast hands to heal and write, never to slay. Holding the weapon in my hands gave me even more doubts than I had before. Lara seemed to have noticed my worried expression and patted me on the shoulder.

"Believe in yourself, there is no good in doubting yourself." She said. Just what I needed to hear. I looked at her. She was carrying my bag now, it actually looked really good on her. 

"Thank you." I smiled. Hawkfrost who wasn't standing too far walked to us with a serious expression on his face.

"When you're done, you can come back to us. If something is wrong, just call us." He said, repeating our plan one last time before my big battle.

"Good luck." He said with a nod. I nodded back in appriciation and hugged Lara one last time. 

I've never been really scared of walking in these woods alone. There was always the fact that if my life is at risk, others have my back. Tonight was different however as I knew that I am doing this on my own. It wasn't just that, I was facing my biggest fear. It wasn't KillerCanadian himself actually, but it was the fear of failing to defeat him. I had to avenge Jerome, if it's the last thing I do.

I came to an opening which I remembered. It was the opening where Supah saved my life by fighting off KillerCanadian. Which meant this was his territory. It didn't take him long to show himself. He walked out of the shadows, his eyes still having that glorious red glow.

"You're alone." He said, staring straight into my eyes. I knew that I shouldn't be afraid of him, he was a disgusting monster and there was no way I'd let him scare me by just looking at me.

"Your time to fall has come." I spoke confidently. He smiled, but his lips only curved an inch.

"My time to fall? Coming here alone and then saying that is rather suicidal don't you think?" He said, acting smart. There was no way he'd make fear run through my veins. I knew I could do this, defeat him. He walked closer to me, facing me and standing only a couple of meters away.

"But I suppose you came here to battle me, not talk." He said. I noded. 

"Then you're getting one."

With a dash, he raced past me, cutting through my right arm. Not a good start, but I still stand a chance. Ignoring the pain, I spun around quicky. He was already aiming for his second blow and ran to me. I blocked his attack with my own sword and made sure he didn't get to harm me. He was losing focus and with a quick movement and a well-aimed shot I managed to sink my blade into his side, making him gag. His left hand touched the wound, staining his palm in blood. His eyes widened in pain and I got ready for another blow. Unfortunately, he noticed and soon realized what my intention was so he jumped aside while my sword hit the ground. He raised his weapon and all I could do was stare in fear as it swung towards my other arm. I screamed in pain and before he got another chance to strike me again, pulled my sword out, swiping it across his face in a quick movement. A deep red scar stretched from his left cheek across his nose. 

He looked almost surprised as if he wasn't expecting this from me. I smirked and ran toward. He started running as well and in a loud clanck, our sword hit each other's blades. After that it was just dodging and blocking attacks while every now and then, one of us actually managed to harm the other one. I was trying hard to catch my breath and my movements became slower until the point my life was at risk. KillerCanadian seemed to have noticed that and as soon as I was weak enough he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and lifted me off the ground. In fear, I realized I forgot he had almost supernatural strength and watched as he pinned me against a tree with all force.

I started feeling awfully dizzy and my vision became blurry, my mind couldn't process properly anymore. All I saw was his face, eyes shining with insanity and blood running down his cheek. But he was grinning like a maniac. I'm sorry I failed you, Lara. I thought, feeling tears in my eyes.

"Your death sill be just as pathectic as his." KillerCanadian said, still smiling "Jerome suffered for hours and hours, but he was too scared to make a noise because he actually thought you'd hear him and come to rescue him."

Jerome! My eyes flew open again I cannot fail, I can't. I felt more energy coming back to my body, but still not enough to fight KillerCanadian. All it did was cause my limbs to shake

"Afraid?" KillerCanadian tilted his head. That's when the unexpected happen.

I'm pretty sure KillerCanadian didn't hear him, but I did. While he was pretty quiet, I was sure of it, it was Jerome. And it wasn't just an illusion you'd get on the verge of dying. 

"Fight him. Don't be like a coward like me." I clenched my teeth and in one moment all the pain I was experiencing went numb. My free hand was clenched into a fist which came flying to his head. He fell on his knees but quickly got up, still surprised but battle ready. I ran to him and kicked him in the knee first, causing him to fall again, then on his stomach to fully disable him. In fear he looked at me, but I felt no pity at all.

"Mitch, I hope you have a nice afterlife." I said coldly "As for you KillerCanadian, rot in hell." With that I raised my sword and sank it deep into to his stomach. That should be enough to kill him. 

He gagged loudly and then started trying to get some air into his lungs, breathing heavily. I looked on the other side to see that the sword he proudly carried around until now laid far from his reach. I knew it had to be a powerful weapon so I walked closer to pick it up. Just as I was about to grab it, KillerCanadian's voice stopped me.

"Don't touch that thing." He said desperately "Please just don't."

I looked at him. While he was still dying, his eyes lost their evil glow.

"Fucking please trust me, I need to get at least one thing right." I still stared at him and noticed that he started crying which I didn't see coming.

"I have so many regrets." He sobbed "Fuck I wish I was braver." I moved my hand away.

"It's okay, I'm not going to touch it." I said, in an attempt to comfort him.

"That still doesn't change the fact that if I would make better decisions in the past I could've saved myself, Jerome and Icee..." tears were still streaming down his face, mixing with blood among the way. I felt the sting of the wounds coming back and steps became more painful as I walked over and sat down next to him. By now I knew this was the real Mitch showing, no villain. I wiped tears from his eyelids and his red eyes looked up at me, surprised.

"I'm sure they'll all forgive you, we all make mistakes." I said, looking into his eyes and smiling softly "At least, I have forgiven you." 

"Y-You have?" He whispered. I nodded.

"Now close your eyes, you do not deserve to suffer any longer..." The more time passed, more pain and exhaustion came back. My voice also became quieter. Slowly, KillerCanadian closed his eyes and his breathing stopped not long after that. I looked up, just enough to see his spirit abandon his body and create a new shinning star on the night sky. I felt like falling asleep but I couldn't, I knew that if I took a nap I wouldn't wake up from it. Besides, I had to warn others about the sword. But I had no energy left in me to call others over. Every small movement was so difficult, even keeping myself up was so damn exhausting. But I knew I had to hold on....just five more minutes.

"Sorrows! Sorrows!" I heard them calling my name and footsteps louder and louder as they were getting closer fast. They stopped all at once and I heard them gasp. They probably noticed what a bloody mess I was.

"Don't touch the sword." I said quietly, but loudly enough to make sure they heard me. Then I closed my eyes and let my tired body fall over.