Love and Death

Chapter 35

Living in Paris was sometimes very lonely for a person like me. All of my magic was behind me. It was all gone.

I still had it.

It was still flowing through me like blood.

I would never give it up unless an entity was able to attach to my soul, and take my magic with it.

That would be drastic.

"Hello Neapolitan." My nephew said walking in the door of my house dropping his bag on the floor.

"Oh hello Costas." I said greeting him.

Costsas was an only child with no family and I was his care giver.Him and I had become really close since his parents died of Valentino and I have longed to torture his retched soul.

"How was today out in the city again?" I asked.

I always kept an up to date on him because Valentino was trying to get his hands on Costas knowledge since he was the last descendant of his family.

He was the last of the rare magic type that can be restored and insured to be shaped, restored again, remade, and can be written over a new personality as bad. In this case a mad serial killer with power no human could handle if he or she were possessed by Valentino.

"It was...okay...I had ran into an old friend of yours I believe so." Costas said scratching his neck irritated.

"Who?"

"Mubanga." He said.

Mubanga.

I haven't spoken to him since I last fought with him, Orlando, Galant, And Hydro.

"What did he say?" I asked.

More importantly how did he know who Costas was he had never met him he is only 22.

"He was asking about you and something else about you and two other men." He said.

"Which other men?" I asked.

"Orlando and Hydro." He said.

"The War Men." I repeated to myself.

"Is that what you and the other two were called?" He asked me sitting down on the other couch.

"Yes. Because we all fought like war machines. It was a crazy hard to believe fight. We were once fighting the enemy without any realization we were fighting with the enemy." I finished.

"What do you mean?"

"Valentin turned on us a week before we were going leaving Siberia." I added,

"So then we left without him and he had begun his own army of magic with this...this...creature one would say that was resistant to the most any use of magic."

"Wow. That is a lot to take in and process." He said batting his eyes.

"It is. It truly is. But when your a war men you get used to the constant reminder of who you once were and what you once did." I said smiling, and he smiled as well.

Heras POV

I broke the kiss and pulled back.

"That's all I needed." He said and walked back to his room with no more to say.

Wow.

I walled back to my room and my head began to pound. I was filling dehydrated and I walked backwards tripping and landing on to my bed.

I let out a breath and closed my eyes.

That's right...get your beauty sleep...save me for later.