XVIII - Death

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"Luci." Theo said, breaking the silence that had been there for a minute. "Do as I tell you."

"No." I said. "I refuse to murder."

"Then I'll do it." With those words Theo turned back to his twin brother and raised his hands. Without a warning, Idio exploded.  

"WHAT!" I screamed. 

Theo stared at the blood, slime and shattered bone on the floor and walls. Some of it even reached the ceiling of Theo's room through the rift. Theo's face revealed no emotion.

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" I wanted to scream a lot more, but I couldn't get more words past my lips, as they began to tremble. The world became a blur through the tears in my eyes. "Why did you do that?" I repeated, but my voice was merely a whisper. 

Theo walked to Myrsky. He placed his hand on her head. A few silent seconds he stood there, perfectly still. Then he jumped away. He ran around, growling and screaming in frustration. He didn't turn when he encountered a wall, no, he threw himself against it, and again, and again. When I wiped my tears away I could see his nose was turned in a nasty way, and blood was flowing from it and leaking into his mouth as he kept screaming. 

I couldn't move. I wanted to do something, anything to stop him, but I couldn't. I could only sit there and look at it.

But then the rocky wall in the doorway shattered and a horde of Shinelings stormed into the pool of exploded human. 

It was Angelo who stopped Theo, by tying him down with his infamous plants. Theo didn't even fight. He only cried. 

"Luci?" Angelo asked.

At that moment I regained control over my body. I climbed off my tower and walked to Theo. A few moments ago, he was the most terrifying person in the world. And now he was only a bunch of pure sadness tied up in summoned plants. 

"I'm sorry." I whispered, as I placed my hand on his head and forced him to sleep.

"Is that... Blood on the floor?" My mother asked.

"What happened to Myrsky?" Domari yelled from the other room.

A droplet of blood came falling from Theo's ceiling. Like in slow motion I saw it fall down, towards Theo's right eye, crashing down and shattering right under it and gliding down his face like a red teardrop. 

The room around me started to turn black bit by bit, and I heard the voices of the people around me fade into rustle, and then silence. 

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