Lightfire (1)

~How deep can the darkness take you... before you lose your soul?~

"Tell me," she said, because the emptiness inside was yawning, stretching, consuming and she suddenly needed something, someone, needed to feel anything other than empty. She hated being empty.
And she didn't want him to be empty either. She remembered that. It was like a film had been lifted from her eyes and as she looked down at him, she understood something.
With other people, she didn't have to be human. Even with Thorn, he simply knew her.
Andreas made her feel human. She didn't know how to be human, didn't know what it involved or what she should do. Humans were fragile, humans could be broken, and Sin was already broken enough.
But she wasn't as broken as him. And maybe it was that fact that had her reaching for him, turning so she was laying on the bed beside him, stretching so she could wrap her arms around him and hold him close to her. Maybe it was that knowledge that made her want to protect him from the world.
Because she'd thought the gods cruel only to her.
She'd been wrong.
So she closed her eyes and breathed him in, then breathed out, releasing everything inside her until she was simply... Sin.
And she whispered into his hair, softly, five more impossible words. "I can hear you screaming."

Dropped into an unknown, dangerous world and thrown together by chance, two people are now in a race for survival. One, a dark sorcerer with a haunted past and a deadly reputation, and the other, a cursed assassin with a chaotic soul.
Both are powerful, domineering, and arrogant.
Neither are team players.
And yet, they'll have to work together if they want to get out alive... that is, if they manage not to kill each other first.

(A collaboration/co-write by @Michillie and @Literacy101)