His blood was on the floor and walls. Her fingerprint on the weapon. Fire licking the walls around them as she held him one last time. The world was falling apart around her as she wispered "Do not leave me, dont you dear leave me..." Tears streaking her cheeks covered in ash knowing he was beyond any help. Too heavy to carry, too easy to leave.
It was not sopposed to go like this but like murphys law everything went wrong. His warning did not stop her and now his blood was on her hands. He gave her his final breath with a smile, voice barrely audiable "Do not avenge me"
As his eyes drifted away in nothingness her mind fell into an dark abyss. There lay only justice in her own death. She was not to avenge him but to avenge her self and the pain they caused her. The heat licked her skin like the sea washed the stone. Leaving her clean and burned when she rose. Leaving him behind she picked up the gun with a one track mind. The world was about to change. No one would stand in her way. Everyone would shiver in the shadows when she walked the street.
She was reborn from the fire. Bones burned to the core leaving a mark for the Gods to fear.
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