Fighting Fate (Sylus x Mephisto)

1. Finding Her

I watch the female Hunter and the Back Tracer walk away. The man with the blondish white hair glances towards me and I watch him unperturbed. How dare he think he's allowed to get close to her after what he did.

I flap my wings and soar through the night sky. I must report this to Sylus. I hear gunshots in the distance and land on the rooftop of the highest building in the N109-Zone. I can feel my body change . My wings shrink as they adjust into arms. I shake my head and my long ebony hair falls down to my waist. Two men wearing crow masks lean against the wall, one tossing me a long blade.

I caught it with my right hand, grabbing my hair in the other. In a smooth motion I slice my hair off. I hated having long hair matching that of her. With a small thud my hair falls to the floor before turning into black feathers on the floor. I place the blade on the sheath of my belt.

"It's a little lopsided this time," Luke says, tilting his head.

"Piss-off," I growl, not in the mood. Kieran holds his hands up in defense.

"Rough night?" He asks and I stop walking looking down.

"You could say that." I try to hide the pain in my voice but they've known me long enough to hear it. Luke walks up to me throwing his arm around my shoulder and Kieran throws one arm on the other. I shrug their arms off and open the door walking down the steps one floor down.

Entering the hall I take a deep breath. I grab the door handle and open it seeing Sylus sitting on the couch with his maroon and black robe on, chest slightly exposed. He's reading a book with some classical music playing in the background. He doesn't look up when he hears my heels clacking against the wooden floor. I step in front of him bending down on a knee and my right fist touching the floor greeting him.

His warm fingers touch under my chin lifting my face to meet his eyes. His red eyes met mine. He tilts my head slightly to the side gently brushing his thumb over my left ear.

"You're bleeding, Mephisto." He says and I feel his Energy Evol around my ear healing the cut I had not noticed.

"Thank you, Sylus." I say steady. His right eye began to glow and move my head, removing his hand away from under my chin. I narrow my eyes, glaring at him. He's trying to read my desires but I won't let him.

"I found her." I say tilting my head at him, unyielding. His facial expression doesn't change. He continues to stare at me and his glowing eye returns to normal.

"Hmm, is that so?" He asks, returning his gaze to the book he was reading earlier. I wait for a reaction from him but nothing can be seen.

"Keep an eye on her, now is not the time to move yet." He says and I scowl looking down.

"Fine, I guess I can babysit." I stand up and walk away heading to his front door. I grab the handle, opening the door and letting it slam behind me. I can hear it open again and two pairs of footsteps can be lightly heard following behind me.

"Who was she with?" Luke asks, his steps catching up to mine.

"She was with the Ex-Prince," I say and I hear him stop walking for a moment before jogging back to catch me.

"What about the others?" Kieran asks and I spin on my heels to face him.

"I don't fucking know. What does it matter?" I snarl, not in the mood for discussing anything further. They both put their hands up in surrender. I turn back and proceed to walk down to the last room down the hall. I enter the room slamming it shut, leaning my back against the door. I slide down, placing my face in my hands.

She still looks the same. Her clear innocent eyes, her long straight hair, her beautiful skin. I Look up from my hands to see the mirror in front of me. A cold pair of red eyes, short lopsided black hair stops just past my chin, my red dark lips trembling slightly, and caramel colored skin with dark bags under my eyes.

"Mephisto, where are you?" I hear a distant dream and I slap both of my cheeks trying to wake myself up.

"Get your shit together," I say standing up seeing my cheeks red in the mirror. I sigh and walk to the bathroom and crank the temperature all the way up. My black dress and hilt falling to the floor. I kick off my heels and step into the shower letting myself take in all of the heat and pain to drown out the pain I feel inside.

How can Sylus remain so calm? After what she did, after what she will inevitably do to us? Even if she doesn't remember or will eventually forget yet again. How long must we continue this cycle?

I wrap my arms around myself.

"Fuck you, Astra." I mumble to myself before continuing my shower, the steam fogging my vision.

The main storyline is starting, will I really be able to survive this?