Cyra

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After I saw Akos fall, I launched myself on Vas and made him feel my pain. He had some of Akos's blood on him which  temporarily got rid of his gift so he died feeling the worst pain imaginable. Once I looked down at Akos, I felt like I was breaking.

How could I of let this happen? One moment ago, I could've just walked away with Ryzek and Akos would be okay. But of course, my shadows got the best of me. When I spoke to Akos, it sounded like a goodbye but I wouldn't let this be a goodbye. It couldn't be.

"I love you too Cyra." Akos said softly with that gentle smile on his face.

I couldn't help it, a new wave of tears came pouring down my face. He started closing his eyes no matter how much I shook him to stay awake.

I looked around for help and saw Isae running towards me with Cisi in tow.
Once Cisi got closer, I saw her tear streaked face as well but once she saw Akos, her hands covered her mouth. Cisi's gift should've prevented her from crying but this must've been too much. Everyone has a limit. Isae tried to comfort her but it was no use. She crouched down next to Akos's body and whispered a prayer in Thuvhe.

When they backed away from his body. It was my turn to talk to him. His pulse was very slow and weak. He was rapidly fading. I laid his head on my lap and tried to stop crying.

"I'm sorry Akos. How could I of let this happen. My only friend. My only love. I love you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." I slowly bent down and gently kissed his lips.

If he was okay, he would've smirked when I did that with that crooked grin of his. I put my arms around him and sobbed. I couldn't help it.

My shadows covered the majority of my arms and they expanded into the air. They surrounded us until I couldn't see out of them. They felt as if they were leaving my body but once I laid Akos back on the ground, they all started to go away. I looked down at Akos one more time before I started to get up.

I was about to stand until I felt a warm, rough hand close around my mine.

And I would've known the feeling of that hand on mine anywhere.

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