Is This The End?

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The Death

Micah awoke groggy and freezing though why he didn’t know he sat up slowly vaguely remembering that Nathaniel was here somewhere though Anita and Damian had gone to her office because Bert had been very instant that a client needed them their badly or they would lose a several thousand dollar job that was a “cake walk” as he put it.

A soft whimper made Micah jerk turning towards the corner where a very thin and pale Nathaniel was curled into him self whimpers. Micah flew form the bed dropping down beside him though his heart beat was racing.

“Nathaniel?! What’s wrong?”

Nathaniel only shook his head tears streaming down his face his hands digging into the sides of his skull where blood slowly flowed down to his neck.

‘Nathaniel? Talk to me.. What’s wrong? “

Micah had a sinking feeling and he shook Nathaniel trying to get something out of him.

“Anita… Anita’s dead…”

Nathaniel broke down into sobs and Micah froze letting him go with his own shock. His beast curled with his body anger filling him along with pain and fear. His mind rejected it even as his beast confirmed it with the power of the lost connection she was gone. No traces of her were left no power belonging to her. Micah looked down at Nathaniel his hands balling into fists. Micah threw back his head and his beast roared up though his body and screamed in his rage and his pain.


~~~ At the Circus ~~~

Asher woke slowly his golden eyes blinking open catching a flicker of pale movement across the room. He sighed softly mumbling in French as he sat up then he saw Jean-Claude’s face. Their was nothing but pain filling those deep blue eyes, no power, nothing but the pain and the wetness from the tears that had fallen. Asher’s mind filled with panic his body moving to go to his love.

Jean-Claude held up a hand to ward of his lover.

“Ma petite…. Anita is dead….”

Asher sat in shock

“No my love that’s not possible she…”

Jean-Claude cut him off with a look the first signs of anger showing.

“She is dead Asher! I can’t feel her anymore, the marks are gone! She is gone! There is nothing left!”
Jean-Claude broke then falling to the floor, Asher leapt form the bed and pulled Jean-Claude into his arms to hold him while his love broke for the one woman who had been his heart.