Old Friends

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*Namor's POV*
The Vibe:

"Wheres the baby?" I ask

Millie begins to respond but her voice hitches and she pauses unable to continue.

"He took her," She said, voice flat and lifeless, "He took our baby girl"

I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I can feel the tears stinging at the corners of my eyes, threatening to spill over, but I push them back. "Millie," I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

"I'm getting her back," she says almost involuntary

"Look at yourself," I say walking up to Millie and inspecting her body in a soft panic, "You need a doctor,"

"I'm fine," she says coldly. I look down at her dress and the floor, finally seeing all the blood pooling under our feet, I then look at the wall where something was drawn in blood.

Witchcraft, this isn't the kind of Magic she uses. This feels wrong...

I firmly grab her chin, turning her head left and right. She does nothing but look at me with cold, distant eyes. I can practically see the darkness swirling within her, "What happened to you?"

Millie's eyes narrow, and a flicker of anger crosses her face at Namor's question. The pain of her recent experience is still raw, and my words strike a nerve.

"What happened to me?" she repeats, her voice laced with bitterness. "I gave birth in agony, surrounded by the last people I wanted with me during my delivery. I nearly bled to death while that man, that DEMON, revealed himself as one of my students and stole our baby, leaving me to bleed out."

Millie's voice trembles with suppressed rage, her hands clench into fists as she fights to control her emotions. "I won't let him take our child away from us, Namor. I would sooner see this entire planet burn, consumed by plagues and darkness than let him keep our baby," Millie declares, her voice low and filled with venom. "He has already taken one of my children from me, and I will not let him claim another."

I grab her shoulders firmly and look into her eyes, "Ki'ichpan, this path you're on... it's dangerous. We need to find our child, but we need to do it together, as a team; you are my wife, this is our child, let me help you, please" I beg

I can see that part of her is torn and wants to accept my help, but the part of her is filled with hate and the desire for revenge won that battle, "No" She says before brushing off my hands, She begins to walk away, making her way to the door.

My desperation reaches its peak as I spring into action, my hand outstretched towards Millie's retreating figure. I hope to catch her, to make her understand the danger she's embracing. But as my fingers brush against her arm, a surge of electricity crackles and courses through my body with a ferocious intensity.

My muscles seize up, a primal scream ripping from my throat as searing pain engulfs every fiber of my being. The voltage courses through my veins like a raging inferno, a torment, unlike anything I have ever experienced. My body convulses uncontrollably, and my vision blurs as my senses are overwhelmed by the sheer agony. The excruciating pain seems to last an eternity, stretching every second to its breaking point.

Finally, as abruptly as it began, the electricity subsidies. I collapse to the ground, gasping for air, my body trembling with aftershocks. Sweat-soaked and disoriented, I clutch my chest, feeling the burn of the lingering energy within.

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