Cruel Angel || Malac × Ares FF

《This was a version of a story which details you could alter but never its ending.》

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Ares Ashwood listened carefully of what they'd to say, nodding even though they could not see him, pacing in his room. His senses were on edge, not of pleasure or satisfaction nor of the feeling of love.

It was cold, drowing fear, trying to swallow him whole - to keep him quiet, to stop fighting them of - or to keep him moving. Knowing that when he stopped now, he won't be able to get back up again. And this time, he won't fall.

His thoughts were running wild and his memories played all over again in his head. Scenes that made him mad, made him frustrated, made him cry.

For all that, he didn't, even though he wanted to be relieved of these pressures. Not in front of the Clave who easily could've been witnesses of his weaknesses. And they already knew so many of his. They didn't need to have him futher in their heart-crushing hold than they had him thus far.

"Your time is running, Ashwood. You know what will happen if you fail, don't you? I don't want to repeat myself but I get the feeling I don't have to. You know what is waiting for you when you don't bring us what we want." There was a break on the other side of the line as if they were whispering to each other about him. With a quiet, dark chucke that made Ares shiver coldly, they spoke up one last time and said with finality in their words,
"May he've mercy on you."

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[Writing will get better in the following chapters]

Shadowhunters || Season 1
Beginn: 19.04.2019
End: ...