Sacrifice

As I had written this or in general the basic Idea for this Story, I have been enlightened with, thanks to an amazing Song, called Dynasty , by MIIA ...I would highly recommend you to listen to this song, while reading this...It's breathtaking and ...just makes the story just even more heart-breaking...

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He screamed. 

Tears freely streamed down his shimmering eyes, with his entire throat already long soreand dry from the screams his throat wasn't able to form anymore, as his watery Emeraldeyes stared down at the lifeless form of an once beautiful girl, limp in his weak arms.A large stain of crimson , fresh scarlet blood marking her entire _still_ belly, where the God -killer had relentlessly pierced the long, yarn coat, now motionlessly laying over theblood-shed tiles, and penetrated her feeble form, like water, instead of its original aim.

It was aimed at him!It should have killed him!It was destined to meet him!Why did she had to jump in between!Why!!!

'Why Detoxia..' his sore throat managed to only softly sob once more, as he leaned a lasttime forward over her deceased form, he closed his eyes on and cried unstoppable tears,when his forehead once more made contact with her's cold, so his salty tears contact withher paling skin. Both he memorized to have once carried such indescribable warmth, thewarmth of live, she didn't carry anymore and only lit up, that unbearable sting flickering in hisheart, once more. 'Whyyy.. Just tell me, why!!' . But would her soft voice never be there towarm his cold body, anymore, like his once confident and sly voice, was broken and fragile,high, _as it searched for answers he was never going to find out._

But was he sure to know the grinning culprits to amusingly stand behind him and sunthemselves in their cruel victory.Watching him in their own bloodied amusement and piercing their wolfish eyes sharply in hisback, hindering him from mourning, but Making him realize their presence from the coldnesstheir stare spread, so erupt to boil a sudden unknown and yet satisfying anger wildly insidehis injured veins, as his sobbing suddenly came to an end, but his tears didn't stop to fall andfaintly, that he rose to look at hers beautiful peaceful face once more, conjuring a last, weaksmile on his lips, that remained fragile on his lips.

And looked at her for a few more seconds, his _beautiful White Rose_ , inspecting herpeaceful features, with this heavy smile and those falling tears, before slowly, dangerouslyslowly he lowered his passed-away love down to the tiled plates of the Throne-room'ssmooth floor and once her body gentle met the floor to dye it with her beautifully red blood,twisted his head around to venomously pierce his hateful eyes at AThEnA and Mevolent.'You!' he hissed, every bit of Gentleness or Softness ripped from his voice, like it was neverthere to full his once wise and collected voice.

His eyes dipped in an anger, their Emerald color literally shone in, like glowing, Virgin greenVapour, but an blinding fury, Mevolent satisfyingly grinned in and watched amused, with hisbloodied sword in sweaty hands, impatient to be swung, his blood boiling to swing, as theResistance leader shakily heaved himself up on his injured legs. His features twisted in pain,but which the anger in his piercing eyes wouldn't show, blocked from his Awareness.As he only hissed again 'You'll pay for this.. Both of you!' Furiously referring at both, Athenaincluded, he eyed with glowering eyes, erased from any mercy or softness, he had oncelooked at her, which made golden-eyed only widen her insane grin 'Be happy, now she canfinally rest in peace!' Her hands drenched in blood, both literal and metaphorically, as shereplied to him, happily and treacherously childish.