Derek, in his rage, was oblivious to Viktr. He couldn't remember hating any one person more than he hated Krysten at that moment, yet at the same time, he knew the feeling... Then he remembered. When his father had been killed by that drug dealer, that was where he knew it from. "Go to hell," he hissed, summoning up all his strength to smash her head against the wall.
Victr threw Derek off her, "you bastard! you killed my creation!" He put his hands around his neck and began to cut his air supply.
Holding the piece of broken glass in her hand KAtherine ran to Victr and sliced the back of his neck. He spun around hollering in pain, and threw himself on Katherine, Katherine tried to push him off her, as he tried to get a hold off the glass.
Krysten slumped to the ground unconscious. She didn't know what had hit her.
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Allor was weakly struggling to get out of Marria's arms but in vain. "Jorgen. Katherine and Derek are inside fighting Krysten and Vitr."
Jorgen sighed. He put Seth over his shoulder. "Let's get these two to a hospital."
Derek lunged at her and grabbed her around the throat with both hands, growling/yelling something almost incomprehensible about how she was the one who deserved to die. He felt a sharp pain in his side, but ignored it for a little while, and when he looked down again, he found a knife with its blade buried in his side, so that only the handle was showing. It didn't look like the same knife Marria had, he wasn't entirely sure where she had found it. He painfully pulled the knife out a half an inch or so, and saw the initials "A.A." etched into the blade. AA... where did that come from... he was losing a lot of blood, and wasn't thinking very clearly... AA... Then he remembered. How ironic. That was his last thought before he passed out from blood loss.