The Beautiful and Divine

Chapter Thirty-Four: Heart Of Fire Part 1

The nurse raises one limb ready to deliver the final blow, closing my eyes to prepare for it. Inches away, both ords open side and catch her by the wrist. In one swift movement, I pundge the steak through Rebecca's ribcage into what's left of a heart. Shock spreads throughout her fair mask, my mouth opens in the same surprise. A weak hand wraps around mine, making me look down to see Becca's hand clinging to life.

"Frolaaz zey fah daar dii kiir. Zu'u dreh daar ni tir do rahgot uv traas, nuz tir do lokaal ahrk aaz. (Forgive me for this my child. I do this not out of anger or grief, but out of love and mercy.)" More tears form in both oculars, "Bormah. .. Niidro be-k, I'll koraav mo-nah ontzos. .. dreh ni uful, fah Zu'u fen ofaal h-i fro-laa-z ko go-svern. No-x h-i. (Father... It's alr-ight, I'll see mo-ther again... Don't worry, for I will gain yo-u forgi-ven-ess in he-aven. Than-k yo-u.)" Reb chokes out.

"Dii fariik mon. .. Fun Jayla Zu'u lokaal ek tul ahrk fen koraav ek das. (My precious daughter... Tell Jayla I love her still and will see her soon.)" Nodding in understanding, "Dreh ni uful- bormah, Zu'u fe-n. (Don't worry- father, I wi-ll.)" I slowly lower Ms. Reb to the ground.

A lot of the woman's crimson blood runs down through my digits, shifting myself carefully to cradle her head in both arms. Listening to the heavy sighs escaping out from in the limbs of mine, I try my best to make it a peaceful passing for Ms. R.

"Dad?" Returning my attention down to the damsel, "Yes, what is it?" a shaky smile forms.

"I'm sorry for... Everything I did to your great-great grandson." Smirking back, "Andy has most likely forgiven and forgotten what happened. Just breathe and close your eyes." G.G. Grandpa tells.

"Still I feel bad, be sure to let Andrew tell him for me." I nod, "Out of respect and courtesy I'll be sure to." we finish.

"Try to find Edward Styles as well, and relay the same thing. Ahh." A sharp groan creeps out, "Try not to talk." a hand supports the pike steadily.

"Do you want me to make it quick? Dii kiir? (My child?)" A confirming nod answers, "Please do me this one last favor..." Rebecca whispers.

Gripping onto the spear, I jerk it up to stab through a lung and through Becca's heart. One gasp and it's over, her pale gray eyes remain open staring off into the void forever. Gaining back control of my body, I lay Reb down fully and rush to Sixx's side. Scooping up his heavy skull up with care, resting it onto my lap slowly.

"Sixx open your eyes please..." I whimper, a deep sigh shooks me.

"Andy?" The youngest twin questions, "Yeah little brother?" concern laces my words.

"Why does my head ache?" A light giggle relaxes me, "The smoke Rebecca filled our room with had many different knockout gases mixed into it. Luckily, I opened a window and got some fresh air to our lungs." I explain.

"Can you help me get up?" Nodding, the young son lifts an arm around my shoulder leaning on for support.

"Careful." Standing up slowly, the twin shifts from his back onto knees soon standing up fully.

We begin to walk, being aware that my brothers legs may still be shaky I take small steps. Eventually making our way towards the door, a loud thump from behind it freezes us.