Death and Restoration

Vishous

I came up slow, moving in the distance with my eyes trained on the location in front of me, scanning each and every inch as I moved steadily forward. There wasn’t much movement on the outside but I could clearly hear the soundings of multiple beings moving around inside the structure, but I only heard one beating heart and that I knew was Butch. Slipping both my hands inside my jacket, I palmed both my daggers and held them in my hands as I crouched and slid around to the side, keeping just at the edge of the darkness but going to scope out the back. I had to shake my head at the stupidity of the seemingly low number of lesser they had covering the place, obviously thinking they had some kind of jump on me from being in such a remote place. I took in the two vehicles that set parked out back and moved to crouch down beside one, my hand coming up over the hood, it was cold to the touch, and repeating the same on the other, both being cold, so no movement had been done probably since they gathered here with Butch. My heavy shit kickers bounded over the ground silently, until I came up to the building, my back pressing against it, I slid like a snake along the rough paint peeling outer wall until I came against a window. I done my peering in thing, taking in the lay out of the room, the number of bastards that was in eyes sight, I marked clearly the two doors leading off from the main room. Going down low enough that I touched the ground with my blade in hand and crawled underneath the window to get a look into the other rooms that were situated out of view from the closed doors. I pushed up back against the wall again I managed to glare in, my heart seized up in my chest and I stood frozen there with lids drawn up so hard my eyes started to ache from it. Butch sit there, beaten and bloody, the beating his face had taken was almost more than I could handle as my eyes settled on him and taking in also that his limbs bounded to the chair he was in, which I was sure was the only reason he was staying upright. I pulled in a harsh ragged breath, I had to focus, because fuck all I wanted to do was go in with guns and blades a blazing right then and there and to hell with the thoughts of anything, but that wouldn’t guarantee that I would get Butch out of there. Dragging my eyes from my Nallum I crouched low enough again to move under the window and came out on the other side of the building so I could get to the front, might as well have some manners and come through the front door I thought wickedly. By the time I reached the front, I had that all too familiar ice built up in me and I couldn’t help but flash back a thought to the Bloodletter camps, death and destruction was part of my hard wire, it was my very creation and beat into me at every interval inside the camp. I bared the marks inside and out from my time there and now it pushed to the surface like a wild beast, the savageness in me was at an all-time high and I calmly stepped up to the door and with not another thought to anything else, I raised my leg and planted a foot through the door. It splintered easily under the force and I barreled through taking advantage of the surprise attack. From the left came a big burly pale haired bastard, his right arm coming out to grab at me and I slide my blade down his forearm and barely heard the screech that came from him. Side stepping him, I jabbed my elbow into his opened side and came up with my arm to slam the blade into the back of his neck. The blackness oozed out and I used my leg to kick him around as I rammed the blade into home plate. Not waiting to watch the dust show, I whirled around and came up to the next contestant that was already on me and got in close enough to crack me across my kidneys with something metal. I staggered back a few feet and dropped my arm down to my side some to protect anymore closing in blows to the area, jerking my other hand up with the blade firmly in grip, I shoved my closed fist up under his chin and grinned in satisfaction as his head jerked back enough to almost take him back. Moving in and getting my stance back, I tackled the fucker, taking him off guard and falling to the ground; my arms went to flying like Edward sissorhands and I hit and jammed in my blades to any and every part of the male that I could reach. It wasn’t until I felt myself being jerked off the pin cushion under me that I slid the blade into the spot to disintegrate the fucker. The one yanking me had me by the jacket collar and took his own aim, I barely felt the sting of the knife digging into my ribs, I swiveled on my heals once my feet stood solidly on the floor, swinging my arm out in a wide arc to try and get his hold off of me, I managed to come face to face with him and was not surprised when he stood as tall as me. Seeing it as a good thing I drew my head back and head butted the fuck out of him, it was enough that he finally loosened his grip and I easily pulled up my leg and planted my boot against him and kicked him backwards. I flew forward and landed on him, using the momentum I had I reared back with a mixture of the black and red blood dripping down my hand and using both hands I rammed the knife in. Panting I came up on my knees and pushed up, I vaguely felt the wetness coating my back and side, I stalked to the door, I could plainly hear the rustling behind the door. Shots came from behind the door and I actually chuckled menacingly as some even hit me before I blew through the door like a battering ram. I couldn’t take the time to look at Butch, even that split second would have cost me too much, and instead I went for the one closest to me. He was already aiming and pointing the barrel at me, I was mindless to it, no death flashed before me, no fear or dread. I barely dodged the shot as it grazed the side of my head, my arm pulled back and I bitch slapped the dumb ass for all I was worth, the loud smacking sound resounded through the room. My other arm came up and I jabbed the sharpened blade through his jaw, only to have the end come out on the other side of his face. The clear shock written in his eyes didn’t go unnoticed as I jerked the blade back out with the oily blackness dripping from its point, I would have liked to had time to play with my prey but this time I forgoes that and once again drove the deadly weapon into place. I turned to the one left standing too close to Butch, his shaky arm holding a gun to my Cops head. My now seemingly on clear fire eyes almost illuminated the room as they narrowed dangerously. “You won’t live through this, that I promise you.” My fingers curled even tighter around the hilts of my daggers as I took a couple carefully calculated steps forward, now bringing me to within a near couple feet of Butch. I could hear his erratic heartbeat, and the scent of his fresh blood was overpowering even the sickly sweet smell that encased the place. I slowly licked my tongue over bloody lips before I drew out my next words, each one dripping with the blackness that was driving me now. “As the ones before you bled through my hands, so shall you, you can make this death quick by taking that gun away from him, or I can take my time with yours and make sure you feel everything that I will do to you until I drain the last oinking once of your stinking blood from you. Choice is yours.” I watched every muscle in his face contract as he thought my words over, there was a nervous twitch that ticked at the corner of his lips and before he could open his mouth I lunged forward with all my weight, taking him and the gun to the ground with us. He grappled with any part of could grab on me, and I found myself rolled onto my back with him astride me, the right hook came from my peripheral view and I had no time to deflect it has my head went slamming left against the floor. Grunting, I flexed my throbbing jaw and jerked my chest up off the ground and gripped the lesser around the waist to buck him off enough to pull my arm up and do repeat attacks move from earlier except for the neck I hit the back of the bastards skull. When he froze in place above me, I swiftly rolled out from under him and took his weight under me this time, my other hand dropping the knife it held, I gripped both sides of the males head and proceeded to beat his head into the ground, serving the purpose of ramming the blade deeper into his cranial until even the hilt shoved through it. I pulled back, leaning on my haunches and surveyed the bloody mess before me, my heart was nowhere near pounding, I had a calm running through my system that was scarily eerie throughout the whole battle. Finally I let my eyes land on my reason for being here and I stood up, pushing my hands off the ground to do so, sweeping my loose blade off the ground next to me, I took the small steps that had me standing directly in front of the chair Butch was strapped to. “You know if you wanted to be tied down, I could have obliged you with that, it’s pretty much a big fucking turn on for me.” I even found a grin to go with the words as I sliced the binds away from his body. My bloody hand came up to lie on the side of your face; I needed that touch, that connection to insure me you were really here. No sooner had I got my prized touch then I felt the bullet shoot through my back, the sound was lost on me, and I looked down first to the blood rushing to cover my chest and then back up at you. My eyes only showing that of acceptance and pure love as I delve into the depths of hazel eyes.  “ I love you my Nallum” The next shots hit in almost the same area, my heart was pierced thoroughly with random holes coming through my back and I turned on stumbling legs as I used the last of my strength to launch my blade through the air, I was rewarded with only hearing it hit its target with a loud popping and then somewhat fizzling sound as the lesser turned to dust. My eyes were opened but blackness shrouded me, not even my fall to the ground was felt. The power that radiated through my body didn’t even slow to a low hum, no it stopped altogether. I expected to feel over whelming pain from the stabbing wounds and bullet holes that decorated my body, instead I was numb. I wanted to say something more to Butch, but my lips wouldn’t move, hell not even a finger would twitch under my hazy brains command, but I was able to grasp onto the last feel that my palm had touched as I gave over to my end. 

Butch

-My head turned as I heard the commotion in the next room. I knew exactly who was behind that door and I confess that I had mixed feelings about it. I wanted to see all these bastards pay for what they had done but I knew that I would once again be face to face with the male that I wasn’t supposed to see anymore. I couldn’t help the wicked grin on my face.- If you’ve got company I can come back later. -I heard one of them tell me to shut up as they all prepared for whatever the fuck was coming through that door. I called out when I saw them raise their guns and felt my stomach drop out as they all fired. And suddenly he was there. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. A deadly whirlwind of destruction. I had never seen anything more magnificent in my life. All power and grace in the face of his enemies. I felt an overwhelming sense of pride at seeing my male do what he did best. I watched with keen interest as the first pale bastard died and suddenly I knew exactly what those wicked daggers were for. When one of the assholes pointed a gun at me, I felt a laugh bubble up. I quickly quieted it when I heard that delicious voice that I had been holding on to in my dreams. I turned my head to watch the reaction on the idiot standing next to me. A sick smirk was on my face when I noticed his shaky hand and I brought my attention back to the one who commanded it. Seeing this side of him was causing my pants to become unbearably tight. When he lunged forward suddenly it was almost quicker than my eyes could follow and I suffered through a few moments of worry while I watched him grapple with the other guy. I wished there was something that I could do to help. He was so close to my foot, I desperately wanted to kick him in the head. Then it was over and Vishous stood in front of me again. My eyebrow raised as much as it could considering how fucked up my face was.- Wasn’t in the plans, tiger. But you can tie me up anytime you want to. -As soon as my hands were free, they were around the only one I had ever truly cared about. And then I heard the worst fucking sound imaginable. It felt like the floor had dropped out from under me when I felt the bullet rock through the body that was in my arms.- Nooooo! -My shout echoed through the near empty room joined by several other shots. I stared in to those infinitely beautiful eyes that met mine and I had to pick my jaw up off of the floor. I spit out my reply quickly, the words I’d been dying to say since that night.- I’m so sorry, my love. Please forgive me. I will always love you. -I watched as he somehow pulled his shit together and killed the last fucking asshole and I stumbled forward out of the chair. My legs were still next to useless due to lack of blood flow. I gathered Vishous up in my arms and cradled him to my chest.- I stayed away! I did what you told me to do! -Shouting at the ceiling in rage.- He’s not supposed to die! You promised me! -I dropped my head and pressed my lips to his.- No, God. Not like this. I was the one that was supposed to die first. Don’t you fucking leave me now, Vishous. -My forehead laid on top of his and completely lost my mind. If I thought the last few days were bad, they were nothing compared to this, at least then I knew that he was still alive. Tears drenched my face and washed down on his. My whole body shook with the pain of it.-

Scribe Virgin

It was a disturbance….something painful…it was…wrong and in a few seconds she knew exactly what it was that was causing this feeling. Her son. He was gone and it affected her more than it had in the past with any of her other “children” deaths. She focused on what essence he had remaining and left her sanctuary apart from the real world and dematerialized to where her son was. When she appeared in a dark ruined building of New York, the building immediately became awashed in her light the first thing she noticed was the near overwhelming scent of lessers and blood. Then she saw him bloody and broken on the ground with his “lover” by his side. She had the urge to shed tears, yell, and even the smallest need to take the life of the one named Dhestroyer. This half-blood child lived while the child she gave life to from her own body was dead. Her son had gave his own life for this man. It shocked her that even after tearing them apart they had still managed to come back together despite her best efforts. She sighed and decided then what had to be done. Approaching the two she hovered near them, ignoring the look from Dhestroyer, she focused and with the smallest amount of energy she set everything back to how it was. Vishous was never found out and he joined the brotherhood. The half-blood arrived human and eventually became another of her children. Everything was back to sorts and Vishous and Dhestroyer were sent back to just sixty-seven seconds after she had changed their lives. A second for everyday she had kept the two of them apart. When she opened her eyes she was alone in the building, no smell permeated the air, no blood in sight, and she knew that Vishous and Dhestroyer were back in the brotherhood mansion together.

Butch

-I watched the very vision of the woman who had been the root of this all appear in the room. I wanted to rant, rave and scream at her at the top of my lungs but I couldn’t bring any words to the forefront. I turned my head away from her. My only focus was on the lifeless body in my arms. It felt like I had died there on the ground with him. I half considered picking up his dagger and finishing the job myself. A light so bright that I had to squeeze my eyes shut permeated the room. I ducked my head to V’s chest and held on for all that I was worth. If this was death, I welcomed it at this point. Against all odds I heard the strong heart below my ear turn over and kick back to life. I slowly lifted my head up and as soon as I opened my eyes a flood of memories assaulted me. I would have fallen back if it weren’t for the tight hold that I held to my Hellren. The blood was gone, we were finally back home. The tears dried up and I blinked my eyes several times. It finally all made sense. I stared down at Vishous in shock.- Come back to me Nallum. -I laid my head down on his chest and listened to his heart.-

Vishous

I jolted awake, dragging in great gulps of air into my once completely deflated lungs, my eyes came open and I looked up at the familiar ceiling of the Pit. With each slow blink, all of it came back to me, and my head roared from the onslaught of memories coming down like a land slide. I didn’t try to move, hell I was almost afraid that if I did it would all go away and the dark would suck me back in. I swallowed convulsively and dragged my tongue over my lips before I tried speaking. “I’m here Nallum, always here”. Bringing my hand up, I laid it on top of Butch‘s head, holding you close, I rolled over some towards the warmth that is you.

Butch

-My arms wrapped so tightly around you I was almost afraid that I was hurting you. Considering I didn’t have a cast on my hand anymore and my face didn’t feel like mashed potatoes, I figured that it was safe to say that you weren’t injured anymore as well.- Fuuuuuuuck… -My breath left me in one long draw and I sucked it back in with the a healthy dose of your scent.- I lost you, Vishous. I completely fucking lost you. I feel like I’m going insane over here. Tell me it was just one fucked up dream.

Vishous

My other arm slipped out and clung to Butch’s back as my head raised some and I tucked my face into your hair. I was surprised when my body started to shake almost uncontrollably under the flashes still ripping through my mind. “No” That was all that came out as I fought to gain some kind of control and after a mere few seconds I gave up. “Not a dream, a fucking nightmare brought to us courtesy of the bitch.” My legs drew up and fuck for the first time I tried to curl around your body.”Don’t leave me.”

Butch

-I flinched some with the painful knowledge that I had left you. It was something that I was going to have to live with from here on out. I understood the reasoning behind why I had done it but with the memories that I now had I knew that it was all a crock of shit. I lifted my head to look down at you, brushing my fingers through your hair.- She could come down and threaten to fry us both to a cinder and I would spit in her face. I’m never leaving your side.

Vishous

My head rolled back some when Butch lifted up, and I kept my hand still in place on the back of your head. My eyes locked onto those deep hazel ones of Butch, the very ones that I got lost in as I drew my last breath not long ago. “But you did leave me, just don’t ever fucking do it again.” I let out another deep breath as I shuttered through another shake as the feelings of losing Butch came bursting through like a railroad spike being driven into my hand. “Never again will we be split apart, by anyone.”

Butch

-My fingers trembled and I dropped my head to hide my shame.- I could live forever and not shake that. I don’t know how you could forgive me but someone will have to take a crowbar to me to pry me away from you from here on out. -I clung tightly to you, running my hand down  your leg curled around me.- I have an overwhelming urge to make damn sure that you are marked properly.

Vishous

My hand slipped down to curl my fingers around the back of Butch’s neck. “I’ll be sure to burn anyone alive that comes near us with crow bar.” Dragging my other hand from your back, to come around and I laid my fingers under Butch’s chin to lift your face up.”We are one, this only proved that more or we wouldn’t have made it back together, she knows it now.” Raises my head up the few inches to reach Butch’s lips. Slightly angling my head, I hovered my mouth over yours as I spoke. “Mark away Butch, I’ve missed it”.