Zoicite's Death (July 4, 2017)

"First the elevator and then the ice crystal? Did you really think I wouldn't know what you were up to, Zoicite?" Beryl hissed at the already injured general shaking before her.
"Please, Queen Beryl! I promise it won't happen again!" Zoicite pleaded for her life.
"It is my fault, your majesty. I'm the one who trained her." Malachite tried to defend his love from the dark queen's wrath.
"You're right, Zoicite. It will not happen again." Energy began to gather in the orb at the top of Queen Beryl's staff.
"Queen Beryl, please I-" Zoicite tried to speak, but found herself unable to finish.
"You've been warned for the very last time, Zoicite! You won't disobey me ever again!" The orb atop her staff glowed a dark pink.
"Please Queen Beryl, it's my fault! I trained her!" Malachite tried again to defend Zoicite. But to no avail.
A beam shot from the orb atop the staff, striking Zoicite in the chest with extreme force. She cried out in pain as it hit her, "Malachite!"
He could only protest. "No!" He knelt by her side as he heard Queen Beryl say the last few words before departing to consult Queen Metallia down in the depths of her Dark Kingdom.
"Let that be a warning to you, Malachite. You are my prize general, I would hate to have to do the same to you."
Malachite couldn't speak as he looked over Zoicite, the beam had left a searing mark in her chest. "Malachite..." She managed to speak in barely a whisper.
"Zoicite." He supported her back with his arm, allowing her to at least somewhat sit up in her final moments.
"Please, promise me one last thing Malachite." She placed a hand on his chest and smiled weakly.
"Anything." He looked her in the eyes. His own eyes were tearing up from heartbreak.
"Don't forget me." With those last words, her body turned to Nega Dust that was carried away with the little wind there was in the room. Leaving Malachite alone in the darkness.
Category:Story