Dragons and Slayers (Sting x Reader)

Chapter 29: Understanding is and Understatement

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(Your POV):

<Just an hour before Sting came to you>

I was so weak. I've been walking for almost 2 whole days now. My feet had blisters and slivers of wood stuck in bad places. I was cold and hungry. There wasn't any good food around. There's always bark but after what its doing to my feet I really didn't trust it anymore. I sat down and ripped off the make-shift sandals. I rubbed my feet and sighed. I stood up but felt light headed. I fell face down in the snow and blacked out.

Even when I slept I heard Eclipse's voice, "Wake up! Wake up! We're almost there! Please! Please, don't give up! (Y/N)!" a

That frustrated feeling over came me again. But my body wouldn't move, I couldn't wake up. It was like I was died. I lied there for what felt like eternity. I was stuck in between life and death. Give up or keep fighting for the last breaths. My lungs felt like I was breathing fire and my face was so cold if was burning. Frost was biting and nipping at any exposed flesh I had.

Tears froze to my eyes and pain of pins and needles scattered through my body, even reached my bones. I really wanted to just die, but I remembered my family back at Sabertooth. And my mission to save Glare. Eclipse was still yelling at me but I couldn't understand a word he was saying. I laid still and just recalled things from my life. I'm going to die...

But someone flipped me over and held me. I could feel his warmth. I knew it was Sting just by his touch. My insides filled with unexplainable joy, but I couldn't move. I didn't have control of my body. My eyes itched in a strange way. This was my body, but it didn't feel like it. I wasn't comfortable in it. My spirit was tucking in and out of it. Or should I say fighting to stay in it as something was pushing me out. When Sting picked me up, my eyes snapped open. They were clouded in a weird filter, everything was either black, white or pure crimson. I could see things I never thought was real. The snow was only shadows and became transparent. A red ribbon flowed in and out of trees to a specific place.

Next thing I knew I was back on the ground and trying to get back up. But my legs wobbled and my body couldn't hold itself up anymore. I took a sharp breath out and a black smoke figure left. Any energy I had left gone with it. My life source, gone. The figure had evil blue eyes and blue patterns crisscrossing all over it. It looked back to me and stared farther into my eyes. It opened the gates to my heart and soul and crushed it. That wasn't Eclipse... not even close. That was a monster. It was evil and it was going where the  ribbon was leading. The snow now flooded my vision and left me in a white blur.

Sting lied next to me in the snow. He was just as tired as I was. I could tell because even his magic energy was weaker. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in close. He wanted to die with me... He wasn't strong enough to leave. He didn't want to. And that's when things lined up in my mind. I loved Sting. I'd give Sting everything I had. And he loved me, and already gave me his everything. I began to cry tears. Not of just sadness or happiness, it was hard to explain. I was crying from almost relief. A familiar fluffy exceed slid in between me and Sting. She laid with us. This was my family. This is what I wanted. This is how I could end it all. But I didn't want to.

"Sting... help me..." I whispered, I pulled with all my might as close as I could to him. I kissed him on the lips. Fully decided on who I wanted forever and always.

His lips were chapped and iced. But the small heat that we created between us melted the ice on his lips and on mine. He completely relaxed and kissed me back. He put a hand on my face and rubbed circles on my cheeks rubbing the salty tears into my skin. I no longer felt the pain or the sorrow. I forgot about everything wrong with the world. Everything wrong with me. I forgot that I was cold. All I knew was his warm touch made me happy. His little things that made me laugh, smile, and sometimes drove me crazy. I laid back and my breathing slowed down and I could feel my heart slowly stop beating. Sting held me as close as close could possibly be. I felt warm liquids drop down on my face and roll down to my chin dripping to the snow. Sting was crying. My friend. My love. Was crying.

This angered me like nothing else. I never wanted to live to see the day to see Sting crying. New tapped energy was found and my heart had a kick start. Power that I didn't know I had leaked from my pores. I looked Sting dead in the eyes and cried with him. His magical power started to grow as well. Almost to a deadly density, the power was still growing. I smiled and put up my hand. He put his hand up to mine and we intertwined our fingers. Mother Nature beat us to shit but we were still strong to live. We didn't want to die. We didn't want to leave Earth yet.

The snow stopped falling and the wind was dead. The sky cleared and everything got better. The moon was in a waning crescent. It wouldn't be seen tomorrow night at all, a new moon. But that's tomorrow. We lived. "Luna, get food," I said as my stomach growled.

Sting shook his head, "go to my back pack and grab all the food in it. I'm hungry too."

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