I do not own Elektra or any other Marvel Comics characters. This is a fan fiction story meant only for the enjoyment of myself and other Elektra movie and comic fans.

Title: The Treasure

Genre: Action/Adventure, Romance, Fantasy, Comics

Setting: This story is set in the Elektra Movie-verse

Rating: PG-13, for violence

Written By: Jennifer S. a.k.a. AssissinElektra

Author's Note: Okay, this is the last chapter of The Treasure, and I'd just like to take this chance to thank everyone who has taken the time to read it! As a writer, your reading is my highest compliment besides reviews and constructive criticism. Thank you so much for reading my work! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Chapter 13

"I have to tell you, Inferno, I was quite pissed when I got all the way to Japan and learned that you weren't even there anymore." Siren told me. She took a step forward and I instinctively moved in front of Amanda to protect her.

"You're going to make this harder than it needs to be, aren't you?" Siren asked, sighing in frustration. "Hand her over now and I can save her, Inferno."

"Looks like we have company." I remarked, motioning to behind Siren. She turned and looked at the Order of Iniquity.

"Who the he…" Fear looked deeply into Siren's eyes, and immediately Siren fell to her knees in tears as she tried to cover herself from an imaginary foe. "Get away from me!" She screamed, huddled in the fetal position as she shook in fear. "You're not my father! Get away from me!" She repeated.

"Interesting." I commented, and Sorrow, Fear, and Pain turned their attention away from Siren and towards me. "Miss me?" I asked, my voice sounding confident, although I was shaking in fear.

"The pretty man dares to stand against us." Sorrow said, her high, British accent breaking through the alley like a thrown chair through a glass window. "He thinks he'll actually win this time." She added, looking amused.

"He is wrong." Fear said, glaring at me. He took a step forward, but stopped as Pain held out her hand. He glared at her like an irritated child, but did not move again.

"Is The Treasure slain?" Pain asked me, looking at Amanda.

"What do you care?" I snapped, fighting the angry tears that were making their way to my eyes. "She's nothing more than a weapon to you."

"True." Pain agreed. "But, her life is of value to us. She is no good dead."

"You're really pushing to get yourself killed, aren't you?" I asked. Siren was still screaming in the background, and Fear glanced at her.

"Her wailing begins to anger me." Fear commented.

"Kill her then." Pain said, as if they were having a casual conversation.

"No!" I shouted as Fear started towards Siren. I don't know why I wanted to save her after all she'd put me through. But, somehow, Siren's death seemed as if it would make things worse. "You came to get The Treasure." I told them. "She's dead, but I'm still here. And as long as you three live, I'll fight you."

"You are a pathetic human." Fear remarked in disgust.

"But, he is a pretty human." Sorrow added.

"Silence!" Fear screamed, and Sorrow cowered in fear.

"Silence, both of you." Pain said, and they both looked at her for further instruction. That few seconds of distraction gave me enough time to reach down and grab Elektra's sai. Now, I'm nowhere near an expert with those things, but I know how to throw knives, and that was good enough for me.

Quicker than they expected me to, I threw the two sai at Fear. He tilted his head like a confused dog and watched the blades until they tore into his chest. Then, he glanced at them before opening his mouth to scream in pain. But, he had disappeared into a puff of green smoke before he had the chance to say anything.

"The pretty man has destroyed our precious Fear." Sorrow said, looking mournfully at the ground where Fear had stood moments before.

"Fear was weak." Pain said, look right at me. "We are not so."

"I miss him already." Sorrow said, reaching down and touching the pavement. Then, she looked up and glared at me. "Let me kill him, Pain?" She requested. Pain nodded, and Sorrow ran towards me.

I dodged her first kick and stepped aside at her second. She stopped and looked at me in shock. "Why are you not cowering in despair?" She asked me. "Do my powers have no hold on you, human?"

"Amanda is gone." I said, coldly. "I have nothing left to fear."

"You have me to fear." Pain said, as she grabbed Sorrow's neck and broke it in one quick motion. Sorrow's body combusted into a puff of green smoke just as Fear's had.

"Why would you kill one of your own?" I asked Pain, confused but not surprised by her brutality.

"Her constant remarks enrage me." Pain explained, her voice monotone.

"So, now it's just you and me." I told her, and Pain smiled. "You find that amusing?"

"I find it amusing that you thought I needed them at all." Pain said. "Fear and Sorrow are wonderful tools, but I am more powerful without them."

"We'll see." I said, taking a lighter out and lighting it. Pain watched me with faked interest, until I felt something wet running down my arm. I looked and saw that a cut I had received as a boy was gradually reforming on my arm. My skin and flesh split like a ziplock bag and I watched as the wound grew more and more.

I dropped my lighter without meaning to and backed away. I felt cuts and bruises reforming all over my body, and with each of those wounds returned a dark memory of my past. Falling to my knees, I trembled as I looked up at Pain. She sneered at me, looked down on me from where she stood, then lifted a hand to strike me.

And then, just as I thought I could bleed no more, just as my wounds seemed to ache more than they ever had before and the pain seemed unbearable, Pain moved her arm to strike. I watched in horror, but was surprised to see her arm cut off before she could reached me.

Pain screamed in horror and rage and backed away, and I saw Amanda standing there, her spear in hand, glaring at Pain. I don't know how she was able to stand at all, because I had thought her dead or close to dying, but there she stood, looking more than ready to fight Pain.

"Chase me all over the universe." Amanda said, slapping Pain before she could react and then kicking her hard enough to knock her onto the ground. "Bring back my old wounds and haunting memories." She added, shoving her foot onto Pain's neck to keep her on the ground.

"But, if you touch the man I love," Amanda said, leaning down to speak to Pain, who held her stub and looked up at Amanda with actual fear in her eyes, "I'm going to kill you." She raised her spear up, then slammed it through Pain's neck with such strength that it broke through the cement below her and pinned her to the ground. Then, her body exploded into green smoke, and the spear was left alone, a foot deep in the ground.

Amanda backed away, then fell to her knees. She crawled over to me and took my hands in hers. "Are you okay?" She asked.

"I'll survive." I commented. "But, what about you?" She smiled and used her last spurt of energy to pull my face down to hers. We kissed, and it was magical, like her energy was mingling with mine, then I realized that she was getting weaker. Pulling my head up, I looked at her.

I pulled her up into my bloody arms, and I knew then that she was already gone. I glanced around, worried that I would have to fight Siren, but she was nowhere to be seen.

I started to stand up but stopped when I felt a strange sensation rush through me. I looked down and saw that a blue mist—Amanda's immortality—was escaping from Pain's mouth. It hovered for a moment above Amanda's body, as if it meant to enter her again, and I prayed that it would. But then it turned and started toward my mouth. My jaw dropped open in surprise and it entered my mouth. I blinked, feeling so much stronger, but mourning that Amanda had not regained her immortality.


I was the only one at her funeral, and it was raining that day, just like it does in all the movies. But, I couldn't forget about Amanda as soon as I left the graveyard like the movies. I would be forever left with the memories of what I could never have. I loved Amanda more than anything, and it had taken the endangerment of our lives to show me that.

Amanda and I had set out to change ourselves from ruthless killers into protectors of the innocent. Our road had been hard and long, and we had been in constant danger, but we had succeeded in the end. Amanda had given her life to save mine, and to me that outweighed those she had killed. She had taken lives for years, but then she had restored my life to me, and I was going to live it the best I could.

Amanda, formerly the assassin Silent Death, had taught me so much. I now knew the meaning of living for someone else, of truly loving someone else. But, most of all, I knew what it felt like to be loved back in return.

Once the priest was done giving his speech of comfort, I walked slowly toward my car. And, as I got into the driver's side, I saw from the corner of my eye, a blond haired woman in a blue costume. She walked over to Amanda's grave with tears in her eyes.

"She saved me, Abby." I whispered, starting the car. "And now, I have forever to atone."

The End