Crimson sparks leapt off as their blades clashed, as a vampire, Javert was stronger, faster and more graceful. Luke lunged forwards and Javert knocked the sword aside with a flick of his wrist.<br/><br/>"Mister Ainsworth, you have to stop resisting." Javert stepped back.<br/><br/>"Not in this lifetime!" He charged forward again, swinging his blade, droplets arcing out before it.Javert ducked under the sword and smashed the flat of the blade into Luke's abdomen, sending him winding backwards. "So this is how it is, I raised you, brought you all the way from England and now you do this?"<br/><br/>"My alliegence is to my lady. I'm sorry, but you have no choice but to comply unless you wish to sustain more injuries." Javert swung his blade, striking Luke on the shoulder with the flat of his blade. The older man cursed and stumbled back. Luke let out an enraged shout before crossing the distance between them and stabbing at Javert again.<br/><br/>Javert shifted back easily, before swinging the flat side of his sword again, aiming for the shoulder. The blade struck, rotating perpendicularly and proceeded with it's motion across Luke's shoulder and effectively decapicating him. As Luke's body crumpled to the ground, Javert stared, motionless. He had just killed someone who had brought him up, put morals and values in his life.<br/><br/>Then, "Father!" Lily screamed, running forward. No doubt she had saw what had transpired. Javert stepped back, he wanted to comfort Lily, but he was no longer part of that family, he turned his back to the scene and traversed the slopes, now with water streaming down minute streams. He could feel guilt welling up, along with tears. He coughed and shook his head as he mounted his steed.