Elriel: The Seer And The Shadowsinger

Water vs Fire.

Sorry for the late update, my work had been deleted twice...
I will try to publish sooner in the future! Once again sorry, but enjoy this chapter!
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_Lucien_
Cauldron. We were in the Gods damned cauldron. We were surrounded by trees- in a forest!? The ground starts shaking under me and my legs give way, leaving me to fall… Ouch! I felt someone’s fist connect with my jaw. In seconds my face collided with the floor and the attacker’s foot stomped on my face. What.The.Hell. Pain exploded from my jaw and I let out a scream only for the foot to be slammed down harder on my face.

“Listen up! You will be assessed as each one of you will be battling each other. All you have to do is survive. I would wish you guys luck but- “ I grabbed hold of her leg and yanked her down. When I felt a thud I stood up but even before I could give a victorious laugh, I felt my body burning. My body- was on fire. I screamed in agony, my flesh boiling and I could feel my skin melting off.

“Aelin! Leave him be. We need more valg and you’re only killing our only chance to increase our armada!” I assume that the cold snake-like voice that makes me shiver is Maeve. I feel her presence rot my living body. While Maeve threatens infinite darkness, Aelin is different. Her magic is not dark but light, too damn light.

Just like that Aelin and Maeve vanish. Tarquin runs up to me once he's free of his forcehold, shaking. He kneels down, gently touching his forehead with mine but the burn marks made me flinch. I can see his rage burn behind his eyes. I could even feel the loathing for Aelin through the bond. Somehow using this... bond, that was between us I tried calming him. Surprisingly it worked. His eyes softened and he slowly picked me up in a bridal style and carried me over to Elain and Azriel. This action made my heart flutter and my cheeks flush red and to not let Elain or Azriel scorn my embarrassment I buried my head further into his chest. Little did I know that Quin was blushing madly. If not worse than me.

_Elain_

The nightmares from last time came rushing back. Nesta and me had managed to just escape only by paying a great price. What would they come looking for this time? Run. My head screamed at me. “RUN!!!” I yelled at them hoping that they would listen. I saw the black storm racing towards us. I gripped Az’s hand and rushed through the woods as fast as my feet could carry me not caring about Lucien and Tarquin. “Don’t let the storm catch up or else-” I heard Tarquin’s scream rings through my ears. I quicken my pace and suddenly I hear Az’s voice- also screaming for dear life. I turn back but he’s just fine. I turn forward again, confused. It wasn’t the present, it was the future. My sight. NO! Az can’t be turned. I look back to push him in front of me only to see no one there.

_Lucien_

The pain is a living thing inside me, a breathing pit of darkness. He is gone. And it is all my fault. Suddenly out of the storm Tarquin appears. Joy fills me as I run up to him but as I get closer my heart skips a beat. This isn’t the Tarquin I know. I can’t feel the bond with him any longer. I stare into his eyes to search for my love but only black eyes stare back. Out of no where my magic that I never knew existed surges upwards and Tarquin starts to glow. How did I get this magic? They say magic sometimes resurfaces in the time our mate most needs us. So I look at Quin praying that whatever that magic was it would change him back, but he continues to stare at me like I’m a stranger. It hurts so much when you know that your love is gone and in order for you to survive, and you have no other option but to kill them. That’s what I'll end up doing and the most I can do is pray that he changes before then or else I’m never going to forgive myself.

_Elain_
Az...he is gone.
I can't feel the mating bond. I feel empty and drained without him. It is like having my soul split and half snatched from me. But just as I am thinking, I feel part of it slipping back. I frantically grasp at the mating bond but instantly reel back. All I can feel is rot and endless pain.