Unknown Requiem

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M2 smirked towards the group of pawns before her. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever believe this would truly be possible. Yet here it was,the opportunity knocking at the door. Beckoning her to do it. To become the soul Immortal in the world. Perhaps even stronger than the first. Euripe. The manipulative M2 watched as her own daughter Ia did her very bidding. It was true Ia was indeed her child,that was not a lie. A child born from a time of great strife that M2 drastically sought to forget. Yet Ia herself was a living reminder of the life M2 hated with every fiber if her being. Even now M2 struggled not to despise her own flesh and blood. It was an internal war she could never quite conquer. M2's dangerous amber eyes bore into Ia's. Once again struggling with the inner battle of her thoughts. She watched as her own daughter,the spinning image of her former self press the end of the blade against the "Halfling Prince's"neck. Awaiting further instructions the Ia knew was sure to come from her mother.

"Miriam... Please stop this..."Pleaded the weakened C2,who now struggled against the Sword of Akasha. Knowing all too well that if she were to succumb to the God Slaying weapon then it would truly be the end for her and the world. There was a time that C2 craved nothing more than to end her life. She deemed this world irrelevant and sought nothing more than to die. Hoping that death would release her blood tainted soul.

But now things were different,and they were different because of one thing. A promise. No a wish,a wish that Lelouch had requested before his passing. And because of this wish C2 could not afford to die,not here. Not now. Not yet. Clawing her way the best she could out of the confines of the "Sword of Akasha" C2 fell to the ground before Lucia. Who immediately held onto her dear friend. M2 glared towards C2 with utter disgust. "I abandoned that name long ago,as you did as well Cecilia." M2 spoke her voice filled with disdain for her fellow witch. Or whatever code remained within her.

"Please Marianne and Charles tried as well but it was fruitless! And your will end the sameway. The world cannot be changed no matter the amount of power you possess."C2 preached earning a death glare from M2"They were fools compared to me. They were missing the final pieces to the puzzle and now I have them. This world,no this entire existence will be mine!"M2 declared as she cackled maniacally,seeing his opportunity Castiel disarmed Ia who's eyes were wide in shock as she was swiftly flipped onto the ground. Landing on her back with a loud thud.

But her blade was nowhere in sight. Taking off at top speed Castiel brandished the blade as he bound into the air prepared to give the decisive blow to the insane M2. Lucia screamed for her son to stop,to run away from the powerful witch. But her cries fell own deaf ears as M2 merely held her hand in front of her body. Colliding with Castiel's chest,suddenly the blade was ripped from his hand and into M2 who smirked devilishly towards him.

"And now the final piece...."M2 stated before stabbing the young prince in the heart. Castiel gasped in pain,feeling his very body become sluggish and unresponsive. He watched as M2 dug the blade deeper into his flesh causing blood to pour from the wound. "Your blood,Halfling Prince."M2 finished before roughly kicking Castiel to the ground where he lay. Struggling to breathe as a puddle of crimson began to form around his body. Lucia screamed maniacally,tears streaming down her face as she sobbed. Her worst fear had become a reality. Not only had she lost her husband but now her son as well. Her pride and joy in life.

C2 held back her own sobs as she gritted her teeth. Was this it? Was this really the end of her family? Shaking her head in disbelief C2 refused to believe that. There was no way that Castiel was to die here,it simply couldn't be. Yet already she could see the color fading from his face,as his eyes struggled to keep focus. Castiel had failed,he didn't even get to save her. His Ia from her mother's evil clutches. A pain filled smile appeared on his pale lips as the blood lost caused him to feel very sleepy. With his final breathe Castiel whispered a name,a name that meant the entire world to him. "Persephone." As the handsome prince passed on,relinquishing his soul to an eternal dream.

M2 smirked at her handiwork turning back to the "Sword of Akasha" only to hear the blood curdling scream of Ia. Ia gripped onto her head as tears refused to cease their flow. 'He cant be dead. He can't be dead,he can't be dead,he cant!'Ia thought to herself as her eyes darted back and fourth in utter disbelief. He couldn't be gone,he was her other half. The missing piece of her very soul. Someone she felt she would die without. Her body trembled violently as Ia struggled with her words. Fighting against the power of compulsion M2 had cast upon her. Yet almost as if a mirror had been shattered Ia's eyes returned to their original hue as she screamed the name of the man she loved more than anything. "Castiel!!!!"