Thread: Fate IS A Bitch <ZexyDei and TheDarkerMe> cont.

Kogane pushed herself up from the ground, blood pouring from her wounds. Her breath rattled in her chest as she walked across the battlefield. She watched her cousins demise, and stood in the shadows. Pain wracked her, as the tears poured down her cheeks. She had failed, she had failed and now almost all of the people she loved, were dead. Her hand pressed over her womb, she knew in her enlarged belly, the child was dead in her womb. She couldn't feel the pulse of her daughters life anymore. She grabbed up her sword, dragging it behind her as she stumbled towards where her Aunt was. She was going to use the Silver Crystal, her mother had always said that it was dangerous to use any of the crystals. She stumbled towards her Aunt and crouched down, it was just before the crystal was used. She poured her energy into her Aunt, feeling the hiccup of pain rise in her chest. As she stood, she saw the silhouette of the Princess of Saturn, the Harbinger of Death and Destruction. Saturn-sama... I don't want to live anymore... please take my life. Make sure my seed is safe, I don't want to be reborn unless I am needed. I don't want to be reborn unless I am needed, I don't want to remember this pain. She said, her throat felt raw, her dress felt heavy on her body. She pulled off her tiara and threw it away. The black diamonds glittered in the pale and fading light, as she spread out her arms. Her head tilted back, black hair spiraling around her body as she gave a hiccup of pain. The pain in her chest was immense, the blade slammed through her, and her head snapped forward, she stared at the Senshi of Death, her lips pulled into a happy smile. This time it was tears of happiness that slipped from her eyes and down her cheeks. She could at least see her child, though her love was forever gone. She would have her child to comfort her. With a sigh, and a faint rattle of breath, her world darkened, and she slipped into blissful oblivion. Thank you Saturn-sama. Kumori was beyond voices, and words. The only thing going through her mind at the moment was memories. Memories of her death, a memory that very few people should actually have to see. She shuddered as her body was healed, but it was the hiss of a breath between her teeth that showed she still heard and understood, mostly. A wind snapped through the area, the sound of a low growl tearing through the air. The form of an eight foot tall winged figure swooped down into the alley. Snapping out wings of moonlight and darkness, the Charonte demon made his presence known. So long he had slept, waiting for her to come back. Waiting to apologize to his Akra, for leaving her in her time of need. For not being there to keep her from dying. From keeping her child from dying. Apollymi had been overjoyed that another child of Chaotic energies would be born? The unborn moon-daughters death? had stuck Charonte and Apollymi alike. Now Krakus, one of the old ones was back. With eyes like quicksilver, and hair as dark as the night he could meld into. His skin was a marbled pattern of black and silver? and he was pissed. He was pissed beyond all belief. He pushed past Haruka, the small blond woman being thrown to the side as Krakus grabbed a daimon up by it??s throat and tore it in half. ??Touch my Akra, the Planetary Guardians, or Acheron again? and I will devour ALL OF YOU!? He snarled. Pissed off Charonte, who wanted to argue with that? Haruka's eyes widened as he was thrown to the side. gasping faintly as her whole worled spun for a moment. She regained her balanced and watched as the blond daimons all suddenly went paler then the silver on Krakus' wings. Her own widened, Krakus was supposed to be a legend. A Charonte demon that had been old when the Silver Millenium had STARTED. If he was still alive after so long, how old would he be now? She turned towards her mate, and pulled Michiru back. Shuddering faintly as she watched the CHaronte rip a man in half like he was made of paper. SHe looked towards Hotaru, and Setsuna and then shook her head a little. There was someone healing the Queen that was all that mattered. She bowed her head respectfully towards the Charonte. Hotaru gave his a mysterious smile and then cocked her head to the side. you couldn't read me, but there was reasons for that... wasn't there Acheron... pathways intwine as the final battle slowly rises in the horizon. She whispered as she turned to look towards the Charonte. That would be Krakus, isn't he nearly ... yes... over fourty in appearance, and they age one charonte year for every thousand human years? She whispered softly. She stepped back and nodded to the woman healing Kumori. She herself would finish the healing shortly. So Apollymi gave one of the Charonte in partnership to the Dark Side of the Moon... to be expected... they are a chaotic bloodline, she must think of Kumori as akin to an adopted daughter... She mused faintly.