BATTLE SCARS: (Indigo Symbols Book II)

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Diamond Shape

REINA:
Kitana stood ove Audrey's dead body, her wolfish face pained, mouth and claws bloody with Keeper blood. Huntor slowly turned, slowly faced us as he rose from the five Keepers he had been slaughtering, "Slaughtering," because he wasn't fighting, he wasn't killing, no, no Huntor was slaughtering. Audrey's death, her death hurt him, hurt him deeply, broke him. I wanted to comfort, to cuddle him, but I knew he'd hate that, he wouldn't want that. I didn't see the killing shot, didn't see anything, or even notice until Huntor's roar, a roar of agony and horror, of pain and loss. I had tried to rush to him, to get to him, but there were too many Keeepers, too many dead around us, but I saw him, his face, saw the pain and sadness, the absolute agony as he stared at Audrey, as if they were talking, as if he couldn't hear battle around him. Then, then the blood on his hands, his face as he sat by Audrey's side. Then thee explosion, the revealing as he rose, Kitana somehow appearing by his side out of nowhere. She stood over Audrey, her claws extended, teeth bared. Indigos made a path for him, as if they all understood, all knew. Huntor faced the Keepers, stared and stared, and there, there was the face, the face of a God, a deity unlike any before. He spoke soft words, words that were a declaration, and was upon them. Ripping and tearing, Huntor's body transformed into a beast's form, I saw wings and claws, saw water encasing him, flooding their throats, their lungs as he ripped and tore. Huntor tore the throat of one, and gutted the other at the same time. Sarah moved to help but Wenzi put her bloody hand, claws still out, on her shoulder, holding her back. Huntor kept ripping, kept tearing, kept slaughtering. He sank those talons, those claws into the belly of one, ripping up, shredding bones like butter, spraying shards like glass. He lashed out with his wing, snapping the leg of one, spinning and beheading another with his other wing. Fangs glowed in his mouth, fangs, I never seen him with fangs and talons before. It was strange because, because, because he looked like Wenzi, like a blue version of Wenzi. Indeed, Wenzi was watching him with an expression of pain, and true horror. As if she knew, as if she knew this was going to happen. Huntor rose, and turned to face us. His face was calm, blank, void of all emotion, "Killing calm." Those words made a shutter go down my spine. Gone was the lover I met, gone was the romance prince I had sex with, made love with, gone was thee Indigo Leader, gone, was any sort of humanity. Here, here, here was an unrelenting God, the true Indigo-God.
He breathed, once, twice, three times, breathed, breathed, breathed, then spat out blood and to my horror, bits of flesh and bone. "Go." It wasn't a request, it was an order. Everyone found somewhere else to be, found something to do. Camille moved toward him, saying, "Huntor, Huntor what—" "Camille." Kitty's voice was a whip across someone's back. "Help us get this up." Camille snarled at her, but the other girl, Diamond, stepped in, "Come on Camille, you can come with me to find something to help us clean this place up, or, at least destroy it." Camille relaxed in a heart beat and went with the girl. Huntor made his way toward Kitana, toward Audrey. "Move." He said, still in that same empty voice. Kitana didn't argue, but stepped aside. Huntor crouched and pressed his hand over Audrey's left breast, where her silent heart was. His face remained blank, cold, cruel, he rose and said, "Shadow, take her to the Communal Plain." Kitana nodded, and lifted Audrey. Without a glance, she turned and vanished, vanished, through a shadow. "Hence thee name." I thought. I walked toward him, ignoring the glances the others gave me. Huntor stared into the distance, stared, until I rested my hand on his shoulder, his shoulder, where his wings still showed.
His wings were blue, glowing with faint Indigoism, his blue claws rippling with the faint power. His dreads were miraculously clean of blood, but everything else had blood everywhere. I waited, but he didn't even turn my way, or even acknowledge my existance. "Huntor?" I asked, very softly. He didn't reply. I ran my hand over the wing, he stiffened as if he received an electric shock. His face turned toward my and for the moment, I saw a predator looking back, a horrifying, eternal predator, "Don't touch me like that." His voice was still blank, emotionless, scary. I retreated, fear in my eyes, fear, because his fangs were bared, primal, eternal, predatory. He blinked, blinked, blinked, and I saw the struggle, the internal struggle to bring himself back to the present, out of whatever he was in. He blinked that one eye again, again, again, again, again, over and over, until I saw him, and just how shattered he was. Then, his wings shimmered, shimmered, and vanished. Talons, fangs, even a blue tail I hadn't noticed, they all shimmered and vanished, as if they were an illusion, or, or his human skin was an illusion. Then, he promplty vomited, all over the floor. Blood, bits of flesh and bone, and his last meal. He vomited, and vomited, and vomited, hacking and coughing, then, then he rose, and faced me, and I saw it, saw him actually try to crack a smile, try that wolfish grin, but his words were still blank and void as eh said, "Sorry you had to see that, how embarrassing."
"Huntor?" This time my voice was hurt as i tried to reach for him again, and he turned away, just like slamming a door in my face. He moved like he was in a dream, giving out orders and demands. I kept close to his side through it all, noticing everyone gave him a wide space, everyone, except Wenzi, no, Wenzi kept her gaze on him, watched him, as if he'd start slaughtering us. I caught her gaze and she shook her head, as if she really knew something, as if she was fully aware of something that even he, even Huntor wasn't aware of. Well, I'd be damned if I didn't know what the hell was going on. I moved toward Wenzi, but someone, Diana, blocked my path. She said, very quietly, "Don't ask Reina, it isn't safe." "To Hell about safe anything." I whispered back. I shoved her out of my way and moved toward Wenzi, "What do you know girl?" I asked her harshly. Wenzi wasn't watching me, didn't even seem to hear me, her gaze was back on Huntor. "Hello." I snapped my fingers in front of her face. "What—"You're going to wanna be careful." One of Wenzi's commanders, Alexandra, moved to stand next to her. "For what?" "Because your mate, is watching you, and you don't wanna piss him off even more than he is." I opened my mouth, ready to retaliate, but there was a rumble, from right behind me. I slowly, so slowly, turned, and saw him, staring at me, his eye, that beautiful eye, it was cold, frozen, and, and for a moment, it was different, it wasn't the normal blue, it swirled and changed, chifting from dark blue to purple, to sky blue, and his pupil, it was diamond shaped, then after a blink, it was normal. He said, in that same empty voice, "We need to go." "Go?" I asked. "Go where?" He merely said, "We've detoured too long." He turned away and signaled to Sarah, who bounced over, as if she wasn't walking through a killing field. Was I the only one who seemed to get that something was wrong with Huntor? He turned to Wenzi as her fingers were roiling with flams, white flames with a touch of gold. "Take care of this place." She nodded and he turned to me, "Let's go." Voice still empty, still emotionless.