(Song: Die Trying by Michl)
Korra's POV~~~~~~~~~
My body was thrown across the ground. I quickly snap my wings open to help catch my balance. The coppery taste of my blood filled my mouth. I glanced over at Devlin and saw him clutching the side of his ribs. With inhuman speed he gets up and charges to attack.
The hunters gave it there all trying to fight back, but non of their enchanted weapons were no use in phasing Lucifer. His dark powers were too much for us.
All were in bad shape, but there was never a call for retreat. At that moment Lucifer let out a high pitched cry that rang in my eardrums. Devlin and I covered our ears in agony, yet the hunters continued to fight as if the nose did not phase them. A huge crack in the ground splits open, taking a few unlucky hunters down into it. Flames licked up the side of the gap. My eyes grew wide as I watched an army of disfigured beast, and tattered wings come spilling out.
"No..." I whisper.
Was this it?
Is this how my life would come to an end?
I bite back the lump forming in my throat. I will not allow myself to think like this.
The ugly monsters took the hunter's bodies apart limb from limb. My mind decided to betray me. I slowly started to feel myself go in shock. I couldn't snap out of it. I wanted to move and join in with the chaos going on around me. It was like my body and mind shut down.
"Korra watch out!" Devlin screamed out. My sluggish mind couldn't process the warning quick enough for a reaction. He vanishes into black smoke, then materializes in front of me. At that moment one of the beast's blades penetrated through his stomach as he shield me from the blow. I snapped back to reality with new found anger. I summond my sword and with one percise, fluied motion I decapitated its head off its shoulders.
I dropped to me knees to aid Devlin. He coughed up black blood. "You can't die, your death." I pleaded as I pulled him in my arms. He simply smiles and careses my cheek. "I'll be fine cactulus. Don't worry, its just a scratch." he chuckles weakly. I glanced down at the big red blood stain on his shirt. It was increasing in size with every passing second. He looked paler than usual and even a little blue at the lips. "Your loosing to much blood." I whimper. His fingers play in my mangled curls. "Come on, I'll help you up to safety."
"No, I'm so tired. Why can't I just rest here for a little?" he says softly.
I could already see his eyelids growing heavier the more he exhaled.
Tears swelled up in my eyes. "You have to stay up for me." I almost beg him. He couldn't leave me like this. It wasn't fair. I wouldn't allow it. I rip his shirt open to look at the damage. I cringe when I see his once perfect Greek body now horribly harmed. I placed my hands over his wound and channeled all my focus and energy to his wound. My fingers tingled with power as it flowed through me. At first the wound seemed to heal and shrink in size, but then it quickly went back to its original size.
I didn't understand. Why wasn't this working?
Devlin laughs then ends up coughing up large amounts of blood. "You can't cheat death Korra." My name sounded so weird leaving his baby blue lips.
"Count wit me." he says.
"5..." he starts, "4..." He glances at me expectantly when I didn't join in.
This was not happening.
"3... You have to count."
"2..." the number numbly leaves my lips with him.
He smiles and lets out a sigh.
"1..." his eyelids were completely closed now.
"Devlin?" I franticly waited to see or feel him move in my arms.
Only there was nothing.
Alarms went out through my body in panic. Fear gripped at my gut. I felt like I was about to throw up. I rocked his body in my arms as I wept. I sucked in a lungful of air. Then while throwing my head back up to the heavens, I let out a piercing cry at an octave that would shatter glass.
My Devlin was gone.
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Lalay-Fia's POV~~~~~~~
"Aramis?" I asked quizzically.
He looked crazed and animal like in the face. His multi colored eyes glowed with true deep hatred. My breath locked in my throat as his intense eyes focused in my direction.
His mouth pulled back as a menacing growl erupted from his throat. By instinct, my body quickly responded to fight and protect. I could feel the feathers of my wings harden like blades, while sharp claws extended from my nails.
His growl intensified once he sensed the threat I posed, almost like a wolf would.
I couldn't help myself, I was scared. I didn't want to hurt him. Slowly, he stalked towards me. I searched for any kind of gateway to see inside his head but I got nothing. Only complete silence. It was almost like he was brain dead, yet his body took on a more animal impulse to kill. I was frozen in place, awaiting the danger in front of me. Why couldn't I move.Go! Come on and MOVE!
I ordered my body to react, instead it betrayed my thoughts. Aramis was now in front of me. I closed my eyes preparing for the worst. I could feel his hot, ragged breath on my face. Something wet fell onto my cheek. For a moment I heard his breathing slow down. I gasped when I felt his hand wipe away the wetness from my face.Was it a raining?
"Lay--la?" His voice was surprisingly deeper than usual. I open my eyes in shock. His eyes were no longer glowing with rage. His features were softer and more concerned. He looked down at his clawed hands with fear. "I'm so sorry. I never--I wouldn't..." I cut him off by bringing him into a huge hug. I felt relief as his welcoming arms wrapped around my shaking body. He was alive. For a moment the war going on in the back ground dissolved away as I melted into his arms. But just as that sentimental moment had came, it quickly ended to the sound of my mothers cries. It was abnormally louder then a regular cry. It filled the air and seemed to pierced through my soul. The sudden feeling of anger, sadness, and lost filled the pit of my belly.
I could hear her voice in my head. Devlin. My Devlin. Devlin. My Devlin. Devlin. My Devlin.
She repeated over and over. Then it hit me.
"Tata!" I screamed.
This was my breaking point. All those emotions I held back for so long, finally erupted out of my body. The Swarm of angry wasp were fired up as I let loose.
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Her book 2
FantasiHe was stupid. Careless. Reckless. Unorganized. All the things that Layla-Fia wanted to be. He went by his own rules. She saw him across the wild party. Her hood was pulled close to her head. Putting her face in total darkness, keeping her identity...