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"So, it really was you who killed them" A low voiced asked as he looked to the figure that stood just staring at the only stained glass window left in the old church that was barely still standing. 

"I knew you had a good eye, all this time while you were silent it was because you were thinking, trying to work this all out" A soft voice spoke .. admiring the second person. 

"You killed them all ... why did you have to kill them" He asked with anger.

"They noticed clues that shouldn't have been found, I did warn them but they just keeping looking but I'm not a cruel person, I made it quick" They promised finally turning to man who stood on the fading carpet keeping his distance.

"Even when one was pregant" He snapped back and a frown fell on the other person face.

"She had a miscarriage weeks before I ever killed her, she just didn't have the heart to tell anyone but me who was there when it happened. She was going to let her husband think his second child was still growing with her until she couldn't hide it anymore" They hissed back, glancing away as horror filled in the guy eyes.

"Was she the knew who noticed a clue" He asked in a weak voice.

"No, he did. I killed her a warning to stop looking into it and he took the warning well. He stopped and now he knows the truth over his second child, they truly dead but now they have their mother in heaven" They answered no longer needed to hid the truth.

"And what about him, how could you kill the heart as you once called him. He was a good guy and you killed him" He yelled back, anger in his eyes but pain filled his eyes as he remembered the sight of the death. 

"A slight oddness in the coms, normally others would just think it was the bad signal getting in the way and he did until we made up camp for the night .. he looked into it. I made it quick, the gunshot was done after he died, just to cover my tracks. I don't know what was worse, that I did kill him or the fact he showed no hate towards me for my actions .. he just gave me a caring smile like he understood my pain .. he died leaving me no guilt" They frowned, sadness filling their own eyes. 

"Why ... You had the power to stop not just the killings by the war too .. why did you let so many of us die" He weakly spoke, his own voice breaking slightly.

"Humans will stay killing until their race dies out. If we win this war then another will start up later in life. If I end this war, then blood lush will still be flowing threw us all .. if I let the war rage on then we will tire ourselves out until we can't stand the sight of blood. Its the only way to save the human race" They explain, their eyes looking at him and such hate but dullness filled their eyes.

"Do you think he would think the same once he learns what you are, what you did to all of them" He replied and a slight laugh echo the old church.

"He'll hate me, I will become his worse enemy and he'll might be the one to kill me" They answered with a mad like smile but fear in their eyes.

"Then stop all of this .. be the hero" He begged slightly.

"My father had a saying, I never understood it fully until I grew up. During Peace, Children bury their partner but during war, parents bury their children" They spoke with a small smile, remembering the past before their duties came first.

"Would your father be proud of you became" He asked and she tensed.

"I asked my father, what happens to the child who has bury them all and is left to carry the burden. He laughed at me, he told me that the child who is left to carry the burden alone .. the child who'll be locked out of heaven and hell. The child who would make a choice, to keep their hands clean from blood letting the human race fight till the death or have their hands stained with blood forever and let the human race fate lay in the hands of a chosen soul by god. I made a chose to stain my hands becuase a hero needs a villain" They answered walking down the four small steps heading towards the male.

"Was it worth it all, was it worth taking your own brother life" He asked and she froze.

"I killed him, the betrayed and hated look in his eyes will never leave my mind but I had too. I knew he was going to end this war, he was going to use our name to end this war something we promised to never do. We watchers, we were not meant to be known yet he decided to use the power to end the war ... he broke the rules and I was left to deal the punishment .. I saved his soul before the devil took it" They cried back, their hands in fits shaking by their sides.

"You killed you own brother" He spat out in disgusts.

"Yes, I killed him just like I killed the others who learned a clue that would leave them to my true name .. just like I will kill you" They answered, all emotion leaving their face as they looked like an empty cell.

"You think I would come alone or unpaired .. someone will notice I'm gone and look into everything I found" He warned and a laugh left their mouth.

"Then kill me" She answered with a smirk.

"Why" He whispered, tears leaving his eyes as he looked into her eyes .. blood leaking from the wound as she pulled out her knife.

"Only Death Can Stop Me" She whispered, falling to her knees and wrapping her arms around him while he died in her arms, she stayed making sure he wouldnt die alone and never once spoke the words 'sorry' becuase he deserved more then that. 

"I'm sorry" Was his last words, tears leaving her eyes as she closed his eyes. 

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