The Arcana

Reunion

        I struggled within his arms but it was no use. Death was much stronger than me and it seemed like he was enjoying my discomfort anyways. I took in a few ragged breaths as I tried to calm myself, I was losing my rationality and that would do me no good. I had to think things through and see how I could get the upper hand. Spinning me around to face him I saw Death in person for the first time in a week since we met.

        "Well Creature you trully are hard to find when you don't want to be." He lookd thoughtful for a few beats before muttering under his breath.

"I've missed your touch..."

       This had my mind spinning once again. He let go from his hold over my shoulders and I took a step back only to lose my footing and trip over something. Naturally Death was quick, and he caught me easily. While I was being held I could only look at those mesmerizing eyes. Suddenly a memory came back to me of when I was younger and still naieve of the world.

        I was still living in my tiny home village before luviere found me and took me off the streets. An old widow had watched me for a time and would often give me advice about the world. She had once told me that "To find your soul mate you must look deep into his eyes and see the man for he truly is and only then can you find happiness in the cruel world my child."

        Death suddenly cleared his throat and the spell of a memory was gone and I let go of where I was tightly holding his arm. I awkwardly looked away as if he could sense my inner thoughts, he lightly smiled as he looked me over.

        "How are you? Really?" His sudden sincerity caught me and I only looked at him as all the old wounds reopened. Nothing made sense and I'm sure he could see that on my face because then he grabbed me tightly into an embrace and against my will rebelliant tears fled from my stupid eyes. Softly I could only manage a few words.

        "I was so unprepared. I don't know what's happening anymore, nothing is as it seems and I can't bear to think more about what I did to the Hermit..." As I spoke he lightly patted my head which created an odd sense of comfort but also some confusion. He let go of me but only for a moment so as to look at my face. I searched his face but I couldn't read any emotions or thoughts on his face leaving me puzzled as to what he thought.

        "Come with me to my camp Annabelle. I can bring you happiness if only you will let me. I will protect you and promise to love you if you would only trust me!" His offer was so tempting, don't ever think that I would never accept it but I couldn't help but to think of Josh and how I can now easily murder people with satisfaction. I felt everything spiraling out of my control and so coming to my conclusion I resilliently gathered my wits and looked back to him.

        Pushing my own personal feelings for Death aside I countered his promise with rude indignition. "What if I don't accept your offer? Will you kill me? You say that I should trust you but then what? You would only hurt me as so many others before you have." He looked genuinely hurt by my words and I almsot wanted to take them back but my stubborness kept my apology on my lips. Death changed his tactics and went for a more subtle angry approach, which I could undrestand seeing as how I probably ruined any hope for us to work out.

        "I don't think you understand the situation you're in Creature. There is a Game going on, a full blown war, and you are the easiest target right now. You're so obviously letting your stubborness come through to prevent you from seeing that I am only trying to help!" His comment about how I was the easiest target made me lose it. I had been through hell and back and he had basically called my win over the Hermit no easy task! By now I could feel myself transforming into the Red Woman and Death seemed to see my growing anger because he took a few steps back away from me. Taking on a defensive position Death looked like he was about to encounter a striking beast. He spoke lowly and slowly so as not to aggravate me more, "Creature do not do this, you will regret it."

        Good I thought, he's taking me seriously now as he should. I smiled sowly as I looked to my beautiful claws and then rushed toward Death blindly. I was able to nick his upper arm with my poisoned claws and hurriedly stepped back so as not to catch his retaliation. But he was always quicker than me, he grabbed both my arms and flung me to the ground. I arched my back and flailed about but it was no use, he had already captured me with only a few moves. It was a blow to my ego but I wasn't going to give up that easily. After all I am a woman and have more than one asset working for me.

        He leaned close to my face as I pretended to be more hurt than I was. Just as he got closer I took the opportunity to strike and I rushed to meet his lips as I gave him a lust filled kiss. He was definently shocked at first but at my persistance he opened up and started kissing me back. His mouth tasted so delicious and I lost my sense for battle as I gave into my carnal needs. Thoughts of last night's dream ran rapidly through both our minds as he loosened his grip and ran his hands down my body where he lifted my leg to his side. I moaned deeply which only seemed to encourage the King even more. He left a trail of kisses from my lips down my neck and to my collarbone. His hand found its way under my shirt as he cupped my breast I gasped. I was acting a fool and forgetting my initial intent. Death still unaware of my realization kept kissing and touching me affectionately and I almost went back to letting him kiss me but I knew I was stronger than that. I wordlessly let my claws retract out and struck him in his shoulder. I jumped up hurriedly and began running blindly deeper into the forrest.

        My poison should leave him incapable for at least a few minuets I thought worriedly. He claims that he is Death and I still have no clue what all his powers entail. Just when I started to slow my pace I heard hoofbeats only a few wyas behind me. I curssed and began running again only to look back and see the man in the portrait at Deaths palace. 

        Death sat atop an alarming looking horse that was as black as night and had strange looking eyes. Death himself had put his clothes on and looked really, really, pissed. I suddenly turned right to try and throw him off but it was no use. Suddenly I felt arms swing around my waist and pull me up on the scary looking horse. I screamed until Deaths hand covered my mouth, I could feel his aggravated hot breath against my neck and I felt my anxiety build up inside. I was soo dead.

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