Star crossed lovers part 3

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I pull a vile of poison out of my drawer and transform into a bird. I fly to the Roth family tomb. I transform back into a human, and walk inside. At the back of the tomb, surrounded by candles and flowers, is my Raven. Even in death she was beautiful. I just can't believe she is gone. She was my everything. My first love, my first kiss, my first time. I kneel in front of her death bed and open the vile. I swallow the poison. It instantly takes control of me. I quickly plant a kiss on raven's lips. " Thus with a kiss. I die." I say. The last thing I see is my Raven. Then everything goes dark.

Raven's POV:

My eyes flutter open and I take in my surroundings. I'm in my family's tomb. I slowly sit up and look around the tomb. I had only been in here once. It was when my mom was put in here. I look down and scream. My lover was sprawled on the floor, dead. I get on my knees beside him. " No. My beast boy." I say. I notice the clear vile that is in his hand. I grab it and look at it. On the label was a king cobra snake. " Poison. And you left no friendly drop to help me after. I shall kiss your lips. There might be a trace to take me away from this dismal tomb." I say, kissing him. His lips are still soft and warm. They are not overtaked with death. " your lips are still warm." I say before dissolving into a puddle of tears. I notice something in his belt. It was a small knife. I'm guessing he brought it in case he had to defend his self. I grab it out of his belt and hold it in front of my chest. " Oh happy dagger. This is thy sheeth. There rust and let me die." I say, plunging the knife into my chest. I let out a muffled cry and the last thing I see and feel, is falling beside my beast boy.

Beast boy and Raven were found the next morning in the tomb in a puddle of raven's blood. They were buried in a tomb that was specially made, so that they could rest together. For their never was a story of more woe than this 9f Raven and her beast boy.

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