Devils Rebels (MC)

39 - Her Death

Rip POV

She was gone. Dr. Volkoz had come back in, tears in his eyes trying to say he had done all he could but the poison had taken its toll on her body and nothing they did helped save her. After what felt like an eternity he let me see her face one last time.

She was so pale, even paler than before. There was a grey/blue tint to her skin already, dried blood stained her now lifeless lips. Her eyes were half open half closed as if she was squinting away from the bright lights and I willed for them to open.

Willed for her chest to take in a shocked shaky breath. Willed for the monitor to pick up a faint heartbeat, anything! It was no use. She was gone. That bastard had killed her when he knew that he couldn't have her. He had somehow managed to slip her poison unbeknownst to us all.

Asher was next to me as I went over and held her hand, tears sliding silently down my face. There was more than one death tonight...

Asher placed his hand on my shoulder, "We have to go. We need to inform the others as soon as we can. The cops will for sure be here soon to interrogate us on what happened." I didn't bother to look at him or even really acknowledge him. I only wanted to be here. Next to Nyxs' body.

Asher grabbed my arm and pulled roughly, dragging my attention to him before he led me back out to the waiting room. I didn't want to be here. I didn't even want to be alive. I only wanted to be near Nyx. I only wanted to be with her whether in this life or the next.

The nurses came over to us, one crouched down in front of me, grabbing onto my hand trying to console me. I didn't even bother paying attention to what her sickeningly sweet voice was trying to say. I didn't care. Nothing anyone said could make this better. Not unless they were able to bring her back to me. Alive.

Asher was right though, it didn't take too much longer before the cops came to question us. I didn't bother answering. I just sat there staring down at my hands in my lap letting the tears fall. I didn't give a damn about pretending to look strong. It didn't matter to me anymore. The only person in my life that had brought meaning to myself was dead.

Ashers fist colliding with the wall next to the officer brought my attention back, "I fucking told you every last goddamn thing that we know. She was kidnapped and she escaped! Some fucking cult leader had her and he killed her! Now do your fucking job and find that fucker or we will! He will pay for this whether it be through you or us! Make no fucking mistake, we will not rest until we get this fucker!"

The officer was shaking, his hand hovering above his gun, his eyes moving rapidly between me and Asher. I sighed and wiped my face, "Asher. He's scared shitless so knock it off. We've got to get shit done. Like you said we gotta tell the guys what happened and figure out where we can find him." I looked over at the Officer.

He swallowed and then looked back at Asher waiting for him to take a step back I'd assume. Asher looked over at me, his eyes filled with hate and rage, "Alright." was all he said before moving away to sit next to me.

I looked at the cop "You'll be hunting a ghost. From what Nyx said his name is Roman and he's the leader. He wanted her for a ritual no doubt. One that he believes to make him Immortal. He's the leader of the Order of Ilucruqir. I'm sure you are well aware of who they are." I stood up and looked down at Asher, "Time to go. We don't have much time. We need to go in and we go in tonight and burn the place to the ground. Then we follow the tunnels until we find him. No one goes in alone. We stay in teams and we stay armed to the teeth." I looked back at the Officer, his face had gone pale and he made a very quick exit heading back to his partner I'd assume to relay the info he just got.

Asher nodded in agreement, "Alright. Lets go." and with that we headed back to her house to let everyone know she was gone...