Shadowed Light

Golden Swan

Nathaniel smiled down at the body of the girl. A very brave girl, surprisingly, but also a very stupid one. He didn't stay to watch the life drain from her face, so turned back to his trapped chosen ones. They all stared at him in horror, some tearful at the two soulless bodies.
That's when the silence was shattered by an ear splitting scream. Nathaniel's head snapped up to the girl standing in the doorway which had somehow managed to open. Someone must have opened it from the outside. But who? Everyone was trapped in here, unless-
The girl looked just like the one Nathaniel had just killed and it took him a moment to realise it was her twin. It was very unusual for siblings or family members to both be chosen, they must be a special case. She wears black, meaning she is a warrior. She doesn't look much like one with her tear streaked face and look of horror as she stared at the body of her fallen sister. With her stood a boy who was watching Nathaniel with burning hatred.
Nathaniel expected the girl to come at him like her sister had, of at least the boy who looked ready to murder, but neither one moved.
Very strange.
The room fell silent, the girls sons drawing to a close as her eyes flickered to Nathaniel who had been stood observing.
Nathaniel smiled. "Sit down." He barked. Neither one moved. "NOW!"
Still, neither one moved. Nathaniel felt his patience wearing thinner than it already was. He'd killed more than he'd intended today, but that wouldn't stop him from doing it again. Once he found the Saviour, he'd be moving on to hell to deal with the current devil and replace her like he had done her father. As for the Lord, he'd make sure he never stepped out of place again. Nathaniel knew why they did it. The devil was sick of the chosen ones killing her pets and the Lord was greedy and wanted their souls to himself. Well Nathaniel wouldn't let their souls pass on if he could help it. Starting with finding the Saviour.
Just then, a young man walked in with curling blonde hair and strange fiery red eyes. Nathaniel could feel the hatred rolling off of his body as he stepped into the room, followed by the most beautiful girl Nathaniel had ever laid eyes on.
Eyes the colour of magenta, hair like burning fire. The Saviour.
Nathaniel's eyes widened. He had never imagined the Saviour to be so breath taking. He could feel her power, although weak and unused. Nathaniel wanted it.
The Saviour took a step forwards, a little away from her friends. The fiery eyed boy tensed as she did, but made no move to stop her.
Nathaniel composed himself by clearing his throat. "You are here."
The Saviour didn't so much as blink. "I came to stop this all for good." Her voice was filled with power and emotion. Nathaniel wanted to drop down into his knees and worship her.
No! That's what she wanted. This was it, her power over him. This was how she would destroy the two afterworlds. By destroying him.
"And how," Nathaniel drawled. "Do you suppose you will do that?"
The Saviour was not cocky. She did not smirk nor smile. Instead she frowned. "Well by giving myself over of course."
Nathaniel felt himself smile. She was handing herself over to him. She would become him. His body yearned for her, his blood sang to her. He would make her his.
"Clara, no!" The fiery eyed boy yelled, gripping her arm. Nathaniel felt his blood boil. How dare he touch what is his. "This was not the plan!"
The Saviour turned to him. "The plan would never have worked. I belong to him, Toby."
Nathaniel began to smile like a mad man when the fiery eyed boys face dropped. His heart beat sped up to an uncontrollable pace as she began to walk towards him. He wanted to touch her, to taste her. He wanted all of her. Mind, body and soul.
"Clara!" A voice shouted. Nathaniel rolled his eyes as another blonde haired boy appeared, except with blue eyes. Behind him trailed a very pretty girl with a very angry scowl, however was in no way as beautiful as his little Saviour.
His blue eyes pleaded with the Saviour who had paused on her way towards Nathaniel who ground his teeth in annoyance.
"Please," he begged, his voice breaking slightly. "If it weren't you I'd still be the Devils slave. Your the only real friend I've had, I can't loose you."
The girl with the scowl also spoke up. "I'm sorry for the way I treated you. I died without any female companions, I suppose I just wasn't willing to start. Y-you remind me of someone, Clara. Someone I lost. I guess seeing you was just too painful to bare. For that...for that I'm deeply sorry."
Nathaniel felt his heart throb when he saw tears well in his little Saviours beautiful magenta eyes. He suddenly wanted to hurt them, hurt them for hurting what belonged to him.
"ENOUGH!" His voice boomed. "No one is allowed to talk to what belongs to me from now on." Nathaniel shifted his eyes to his Saviour, not in the least bit surprised to see no fear in her eyes. Of course she wouldn't fear him, he would teacher her to love him.
"Come here, come to me." He said softly, opening his large arms.
The Saviour looked at him for a moment before slowly walking towards him. Nathaniel's heart matched up with each step, beating in harmony.
When she was only inches away, he could see every detail on her lovely face. From the freckles dotted along the bridge of her nose and cheeks, to the fallen eyelash on her cheek bone.
The Saviour lifted her head and said, "You repulse me." Before smashing her lips onto his. Nathaniel in that moment couldn't care less about her choice of words. The kiss was fiery and painful. It was wild just like her. His little Saviour. In that moment he knew she had the power to break him into tiny pieces and crush him into dust. And he would let her, knowing she was his and no one else's. He brought his hands down to her hips, only to retreat back in pain. She was boiling. Like touching a flame. The Saviour kissed him harder, deepening the kiss as she wound her arms around his neck. She was as closer as she could possibly be, every part of her touching him. Nathaniel melted.
Suddenly, that heat increased and Nathaniel released her with a cry. His eyes widened when he saw that her eyes were glowing gold. The exact same gold as his own. Nathaniel felt weak and that is when it daunted on him. She had taken his power. She had made him weak. That was what made her so special. Having the power to take his away and use it against him.
Her hair also began to shimmer gold as well as red, just like fire. The Saviour grasped hold of his chin, causing his to cry out louder by the sudden fiery pain. Looking into her eyes, he'd never witnessed anything more beautiful.
"Watch me as I set them all free." She said, her voice like a crackling flame to his ears.
Nathaniel felt fear grip his still heart as there was a bright gold light that blind him. The pain increased. He felt his bones snapping, his blood boiling, his organs shrinking. Nathaniel stumbled back and was engulfed by the golden light. The only sound his screams.

Clara felt herself drop to the ground. She'd used it all, all of her powers. And she'd killed him. She heard Toby screaming her name in the distance, but didn't pay attention. She smiled faintly. She would set them free. Set them free to heaven to be with the people they loved. She thought of her parents and Emily, opening their arms and welcoming her. She could finally set everyone free.
So she did.