Driven

Chapter 1: Love Never Wins

Remiel stood shaking blood covering him. "Oh my mia." He whimpered, staring at the body of his lover. Their blonde almost white hair now drenched in the wine color of old blood. A day had passed since he lost his love yet so much had changed. Changed on the outside. Changed on the inside. Dark days stood ahead; he just didn't know it yet.

He kneeled beside the body placing flowers across his lover and in his hair burying them with color and blinding beauty he had given him in life. He'd never see the Carmel and vanilla patchwork of his lovers skin. How unique and beautiful they were.

Tears slid down his face. This would be the last he would see of him.

He felt dead inside as one last flower covered the once ocean eyes now glazed over with a stare of death. "How  dare he take you from me my Mia. I will avenge you my sweet love." He growled out through gritted teeth as he picked up the rock dagger that had been shoved through the rib cage of his beloved.

His hand quivered as he eyed the blade that had be his loves undoing. Hot tears leaked down his face as he turned  attention to the fiery sky. The sun just starting to drop behind the tree line seeming to set the whole forest ablaze in an orange hue.

When dawn rose he would attack. He just had to find him. His father. The son of a bitch who took his mia. He knew only one of them would see the sight of a sun sinking again. Honestly he hoped it would be him.

He knew his father was older wiser and stronger than him. This was a suicide mission. He didn't very much care about that it just meant he'd get to see them sooner. The light on his loves face and the caress of their hand.

He walked into the night tracking the footsteps. Listening for any signs of him. He ran a hand through velvet coal curls on his head. His ocean eyes dark with the rage forming in his heart. They scanned the dark carefully for predators whether they be animals or his own father.

He walked to his feet were sore. No sleep and exhausted he stopped for only a moment. He didn't know the time or day. He just knew he was already tired of his earthly chains.

He stood on the top of a mountain looking off as the sun rose. A new day. He stared mindlessly into the distance. He didn't oogle the beauty of the sunrise. The world seemed to have no color anymore just hazy shades of grey.

A crack of a limb was the only thing to bring him out of his trance.  "I heard you've been looking for me son." Cain spoke from behind him holding a spear made of his brother Able's femur bone sharpened to a rigid point. And wrapped in a human leather for a handle. "Didn't like my gift? Mia has never looked better." He chortled with hanious glee. A sinister grin now engraved his face to be joined with predatory blue eyes that Remiel had inherited.

"How dare you! Don't you speak their name ever again. Do NOT let their sweet name pass your bitter lips. You have no right to speak of them! They ....they were my everything and you took them from me! You removed the colors from the world."  He screamed in rage shaking as tears ran down his face.

He whipped around  to face the grey haired man who  had a one blind eye in appearance but seemed to be blind in the mind. His beard framed a sneer. The old man twitched with anger of being screamed at.  A long thick silence clung between the two like an unspoken war cry.

"Come at me if you have it the balls son. Become like me. Make me proud. Be the monster I know you are. To kill your mother when you dropped on this planet you must be." he laughed dryly glaring down his son waiting for his son move.

Remiel gave a loud bellow of rage and charged him knocking the older man down with a rough thud. He held the knife rock to the man's throat with an evil glint in his eye. His body and hand shaking with sadness and anger. He hesitated staring into the old man's good eye.