the curse - 1 - [rottmnt Donnie - COMPLETED]

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Shiro held out her hand for Leo's sword and hoped with everything she had that he would be strong enough not to hesitate now. The world was in his hands. She felt her tears welling up when she looked into his eyes and recognized the immense conflict in him that threatened to tear him apart.

"Please, Leo…" she whispered.

Then her eyes widened as she saw him turn away, raise his sword and hurl it through the air.

—

April saw a blur of the woman's mad eyes as she raised her blade against her and pinned her to the ground with her other hand. April growled with effort and anger. It was hopeless! She just couldn't get that damn fucking coin!

Then she saw a shimmer whizzing by between herself and the woman. Suddenly, strands of black hair and blood landed on April’s face and a coin in her outstretched hand.

"No!" exclaimed the woman, confused and horrified.

"Shiro!" yelled April, turning around and tossing the coin.

—

Shiro saw Leo's sword fly through between April and the woman. Blood splattered, and April turned to her and threw something at her.

She raised her hand in a quick movement and caught it. The coin was in her hand. She looked up again and saw the woman clutching her bleeding chest wound. April lay beneath her, facing Shiro. They looked into each other's eyes.

She heard a voice in her head.

“The torment of her beloved siblings made her cruel and ruthless. The perfect weapon! She just had to be filled…”

Shiro gritted her teeth, her mouth twitched.

Then an image appeared before her inner eye. A group of people. In the middle, two lovers. He in purple, she in white. The coins around their necks. The voice again.

“ … out of true love …”

Shiro saw April put her hand on her heart.

"I ask for your trust."

Then Shiro looked at the coin in her hand and then over to Donnie, who had almost removed his one, which tried to cling to its plastron with glowing dark purple threads, and he was tugging at it with unbridled strength.

“I won't be without you, Shiro. I go where you go."

"Oh, fuck it!" screamed Shiro

With a leap she was at Donnie, who looked up at her and his eyes widened when Shiro tore off the tattered remains of her shirt and then put her hand on his.

"You asked for it, you stubborn! And now let go!" Shiro shouted, pushing Donnie's hand back to his chest and the coin to hers.

Everything turned white

—

White glow surrounded her, engulfed her, carried her, and flowed around her like a second skin. She let go and made room for her, stepping aside, so there could be hope.

She felt whiteness swirling around her body and losing control of it. White fabric flowed around her. Silky and smooth, it caressed her skin, wrapped itself around her hips, arms, shoulders, torso, and legs.

Before her, glowing bright and purple, she saw Donnie straightening up and facing her. The eyes wide, the face overwhelmed, surprised and full of longing.