Adam's revenge // swap

Part 1.

A feral grin stretched across Lute's face as she lunged for Vaggie, the angelic blade clutched in her hand glinting with murderous intent. A blur of pink flashed across her peripheral vision, a banshee shriek tearing through the air. Nifty, eyes blazing with a terrifying fire, basically materialised before Adam, a shimmering angelic dagger held aloft.

Time seemed to slow for Lute. Surprise flickered across her gaze as she registered the deadly weapon. With a desperate snarl, she twisted mid-air, shoving Adam aside with surprising strength. The sickening thud of metal on flesh resonated as the dagger plunged deep into her own chest.

A gasp, choked and wet, escaped Lute's lips. Her eyes, wide with a mixture of shock and pain, locked on Adam's. A golden bloom, the color of a dying sun, spread rapidly across her uniform, staining the black fabric with an unnatural luminescence.

Adam, thrown back by the force of Lute's shove, found himself sprawled on the cold floor. His gaze remained fixed on Lute, who slowly sank to her knees, the golden ichor staining the ground around her. Her once proud posture crumbled, wings slumping defeatedly at her back.

A single tear, the color of molten gold, traced a shimmering path down her blood stained cheek. Her yellow eyes, usually alight with danger, dimmed slowly, a flicker of something akin to raw sadness momentarily replacing the usual cruelty.

Then, with a soft sigh, the light in her eyes extinguished entirely. Lute, the angel, slumped forward, her body a lifeless shell cradled in the golden pool of her own blood.

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Adam's pov:

The world seemed to slow for Adam. Lute lay limp in his arms, a single, golden tear tracing a path down her cheek,mimicking the flow of the ethereal blood staining his uniform. Her once-vibrant yellow eyes stared vacantly ahead, the spark of 'sass' forever extinguished.

He cradled her close, a primal need to protect her overwhelming. A strangled sound escaped his throat, a sound that wasn't quite a word, but held the weight of a thousand apologies and a lifetime of regret.

Lute's lips, pale and bloodless, moved ever so slightly. Adam leaned in, straining to hear her final breath. A single word, barely a whisper, escaped her lips. "I..."

The silence following hung heavy in the air. But why? Why him? Why sacrifice herself for the him?

Adam had no answer. Tears, hot and unexpected, welled in his eyes. He clutched her tighter, as if willing the life force back into her, but his touch was met with chilling stillness. The golden light that had emanated from Lute's form moments ago flickered and died, leaving behind a lifeless shell in his arms.

A choked sob wracked his body, a sound that resonated through the silent grounds. The weight of her sacrifice, the sheer meaninglessness of it all, pressed down on him like a collapsing star. He cradled her broken form, the scent of ozone and metallic blood a constant reminder of his failure.

In the distance, a whimper broke the silence. Nifty, eyes wide with a horrifying realization, watched the scene unfold. The victory she'd felt moments ago evaporated, replaced by a cold dread. The price of this twisted salvation was far too high. The dagger dropped from her hands, realisation finally dawning clear in her small twisted mind. 

{Hey my loves! What do you think?? A little swap around... And I tried to make it like nifty felt bad at the end 😅👍  this came out much more detailed... heheh 😈 But thanks for reading 🥰😘}