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Fantasy Reaper 3: Final March

"Not at all. It just means we have work to do. Hopefully the castle will have the oils. When we adopt people into the family, we giv them a.... Drink.... That makes them more like us. The silver eyes and the height as well as complexion. And bone density. I should warn you though.... The process is painful." Reznos said.
 
"You don't have to call me sir, just call me Alex"


He smiled



"Also I like how none of your dreams are selfish. It's good that you want to get stronger to help, and you seem to have a great family. Wish I was like you, but you should enjoy your life when you're young."



He started to walk in the snow towards the base which was now just rubble, he wanted to examine it some more.
 
hearing somebody warn him something was painful almost made him laugh"pfft...dude when i was five my foster family used me as a torture toy before pouring lemon juice and salt all over me.i can handle anything after suffering that for almost half my life." zen may have been 23 now but he still had the personality of a 15 year old. not a care in the world but he really stepped it up when the time came "im sure i can handle it and if i can't then im not worthy of the Tsukiborodo name"
 
"No. It's just the way all tsukiborodo's think. We all have about the same mind set according to the book." Asilia said.


Reznos laughed. "Hope you like white hair. This will also give you white hair. Don't worry, you can dye it of you chose. Mine is dyed. And it will be litteraly more painful than anything you have been threw up till now. But your right. I have faith you will pull threw. There is a reason Aura picked you."
 
"The books huh? I don't really go along with anything unless I find out myself because there is no one in this world you can trust besides yourself. I learnt that the hard way."


(Got to go for the night see ya
:D )


 
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Revnoir stared up at the sky. As he'd expected, just the same as ahead and behind. It was a boring color. White. White. White. It was driving him insane. The color seemed to seep into his eyes, travelling into his mind and ripping through his thoughts. They pulled out memories of white, throwing them for him to see.


Do you love her?


Yes.



Do you want to love her?



Yes.



Why do you love her?



I don't know.



Do you want to hurt her?



No.



Then why do you love her?



I don't know.



Do you understand what I am saying, my shadow?



Yes.



Then you know how to act. You will not be Revnoir. You will be a shadow, doing what is right whether the others understand or not.



I refuse. I won't hurt her.



My shadow, you misunderstand. It is not her who will be harmed. It is the evil within them. They all do not trust you. Give them a reason to do so by doing the righteous thing for them. Yes, do it for them.



No, I won't hurt my allies.



You will, my shadow. Whether you like it or not.
By the end of the sentence, the voice became sharp and annoyed.


I will not follow you!


You will. You always will. After all, you belong to me. You are my shadow. Nothing but the shadow of their master. Of their owner. Of their Sins. Of their accomplishments. You are nothing, you are nothing but a mimic of me. Of your puppeteer.
 
"It's fine Leah, calm down, heh heh..." Yato chuckled again. They reached the exit. "Ah... Finally outside and... FUCKING COLD GAH!" Yato shivered. His coat was still around Leah but he didn't try and take it away. He took Leah's hand and slowly walked through the snow covered land. He now remembered the direction of the temporary base and followed it slowly.
 
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He hates you.


You're lying!!



Why would I lie?



Because you would lie to get your way.



You saw the way he acted. He rejected you.



B-But he said he love--



He never said anything of that short. Stop lying to yourself. You created me so you wouldn't be alone. I am here now, let me protect you. Something Revnoir couldn't do.



I.. I love him. And nothing will change that.



Does he? He left already. You saw that he didn't even try to get you back.



...



The only one who loves you is me.






Kirsa's head pounded, the conversation made her even more confused. Would she put all her trust into the man she loved or give it all up, letting herself go into the world of darkness? She dropped to her knees, shouting into the empty sky as the snow fell. She needed someone. Anyone. Help me. Kirsa pleaded before falling face first into the powdery snow.
 
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"well ill make it through somehow and if i dye my hair it'll be with the blood of my enemies" smiled zen


(i gtg for tonite )
 
Revnoir let out another visible sigh, leaving a little cloud to dissipate into the air. I need to go back... She must think I hate her... Dammit! Why can't I just be normal?! He started to make his way back to where he felt Yulier would be, deciding he'd start looking for her there. He hadn't seen her walk the opposite way, but it wasn't absent from his mind. He knew she may not be at the base. He would find her no matter what. He had to apologize. And... And finally tell her the truth. He had to make sure she'd understand if it ever happened again. To assure that she wouldn't be heartbroken when the voices decided to 'protect' him. He hurried to the base, the meek little piece surfacing unlike it's shy self. Please... Where are you, Kirsa?!
 
She had laid in the snow for awhile now. It was freezing, but Kirsa didn't move as the snow piled up to conceal her body.


Let me take over.


No.



Kirsa.



Just leave me alone.



I want to help.



Really? You are no fucking help right now. I have nothing now, and letting you wreak havoc wouldn't benefit me at all. I just.. I want to just join Maman.. And Papan.



.. I can help if that is what you want.



That would mean suicide.



I said I love you. I would do anything.






Kirsa sat up from the snow, letting her alter ego take over her body. She gave up. She no longer had a reason to walk upon the earth anymore. Kirsa joined her fellow Weavers in hope to avenge her parents death. When she found another purpose in life, is filled her with a joy that she hadn't felt for a long time. It was gone now. Revnoir was gone. Maman and Papan were gone. She pulled a knife out, twirling it until it was directed toward her stomach. With a swift movement, 'Kirsa' thrusted the weapon into her body.
 
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Deus appeared outside against the wall having followed them moving quickly. "It's rude to leave in the middle of a conversation you know. As for the question yea I heard you, but why the hell would you be showing a rookie around? There isn't anyone in this base stupid enough to actually believe that." Deus smiled and stood up preparing to leave."If your going to be running around with your boy toy be sure to come up with better lies than that, not like Abel doesn't already know already. That guy probably knows everything. "Deus laughed as he headed back inside." I don't really care what you do as long as I'm not ordered to take you out we're good. See ya later Leah, or not like I said I don't really care either way." Deus laughed as he went back inside he looked around for any signs of life."Nope dead as always." He said before walking around to find something to do.(going to sleep)
 
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Leah's annoyed fury finally reached the boiling point, and as Deus's back was turned, she ran forward and sent a kick at the back of his neck with as much force as she could muster.
 
"Leah... It might cost us our death if you do that..." A circle of thick threads blocked Leah's kick to Deus. He didn't want to do it, but it was the probably one of the ways to survive. "I didn't want to defend by the way..."
 
Revnoir soon found himself not far from Kirsa. He saw the blood that was now staining the snow around her. His eyes widened once his mind made out what happened. He hurried over, and kneeled beside the girl's slumped figure. He moved his arm to hold her back up, supporting her figure as he pulled her closer. She was already cold, resulting in Revnoir trying his best to keep her close for warmth. "Kirsa..!" The panic jabbed at his head, trying to be on top of the little piece who desperately tried to stay above the others. "Kirsa..."
 

Suddenly, Leah's foot was caught in a draft of wind threads, sending her into a spiral of lost balance until she was stopped by the floor. Her breathing was heavy and aggravated, and her fists clenched and relaxed with the desire to claw Deus apart. Glaring still in his direction, she reluctantly backed away and followed Yato out the door, behind her back pressing a discreet claw of threads into her wrist to help satisfy her wish for blood.
 
Blood. It was everywhere. Her knives weren't large enough to inflict much damage but it still hurt. She felt herself being supported by another body. It felt familiar. Kirsa's eyes fluttered open, the image made out to Revnoir. She felt relief but sadness at the same time. Why was he here? Didn't he leave? It must have been a dream.


"I.. I must be imagining things.. " Kirsa managed to say through the pain, her hand reaching out to touch nothing but her icy fingers rested upon the warmth of his cheek. It was comforting once again.
 
Revnoir gave her a forced reassuring smile. "You're not imagining anything. We have to get you back to base..." He muttered to himself, giving her a comforting kiss on the forehead. He had to get himself together. He couldn't keep switching his pieces. Only one piece would fit the puzzle he was trying to solve right now. He picked the girl up bridal style, and immediately trudged through the snow towards the base.
 
"You still have Reaper in you, don't you Leah..." He spotted a small drop of blood fall to the pure snow, tainting it red. Yato stopped and sighed and he looked at Leah. He had no power again. He couldn't change her back. Back to the Leah he loved before. No power, again. Yato clenched his fists and began to walk again facing away from Leah.
 
She felt herself drifting away, had losing so much blood. Revnoir came back to her. She had to stay awake, she did promise him but she could feel her consciousness giving way. It was warm in his arms, in the arms of her lover. Suddenly, the hand which touched his cheek fell to the side. Kirsa was growing paler and colder.


"Revnoir.. " She said in a whisper before her whole body slumped in Revnoir's grasp.
 



(A Y U... You don't wanna do that.... -glares-)



Upon hearing Yato's words, Leah nodded almost indiscernably. She remembered some of the time during which she hadn't been a sin, when she hated having been human, and wanted above almost all else to finally give up those memories... But the one thing that it couldn't compare to, she had later discovered, was that she wanted to be with Yato. Finally losing her memories had torn her from that, with its bitter side-dish of madness. Insanity, instability, a new fragility to her mind. She drew Yato's coat tighter about her, burying her face in it, not because it was warm, but because it belonged to him. She found herself wishing she had fought the reaper instead of following it... Regardless of which of them died.
 
Revnoir looked down at her, and his worry was obvious by the expression he wore at that moment. "Hey, come on, stay awake. We're almost there, okay?" He adjusted his old on her, trying to wake her up simultaneously. He decided it was best to let her rest a bit, but it didn't keep him from worrying. He traveled faster, and soon arriving at the worn down building they had called home for the past two months. He set her down gently on a mat he made of his Threads and found some wood to light. As he usually did, he had his lighter in his pocket. He lit a small fire, as the one that was there before had gone out. He quickly sat and moved so that Kirsa's head rested in his lap and he formed a blanket to lay overtop the girl. The fire was close enough to keep her warm, but the blanket kept the warmth against her skin. He wouldn't let her die. He had patched the wound before moving the blanket to warm her, and sat there waiting for her to wake up.


(Assuming she was unconscious now
xD I dunno, Im so tired)
 

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