CHOSEN

Chapter 47

For some reason, 'Love me like you do' came to my mind after writing this. I wonder why...

Deimos' POV

"Zeref."

He stood in front of me, inside the mind link realm. The two familiar balls of light glowed at the corners of the realm, partially illuminating the dark and empty space. Upon hearing my voice, he turned around, revealing a sleeping Erebus hanging over his shoulders. My eyes narrowed at Erebus, then at Zeref. When had they gotten so close?

"Oh my. That look on your face. . . is that jealousy?"

He placed one hand over his mouth, and one on his hip; in an almost feminine manner.

"That's not what I'm here for."

"What are you here for then?"

I lowered my head, and thought about what I was going to say. "You've been. . . dormant for a while now. . . ever since we fought Elliot."

Zeref stiffened for a moment, waking Erebus in the process. He looked around, then noticed me. With a quick squirm, he loosened himself from Zeref's hold, then ran over to me. He sat down next to me, and I gave him a quick pat on his head. 

"Why are you so dormant, Zeref?"

He sat down, and pretended to think to himself. "Well, first of all, I don't really have much power since we changed into 'that form' remember? And what's the point of trying to escape when there's something close to you that has the power to take you down? That's no fun, is it?"

Was he referring to Elliot? 

"So that's it? You'll just give up after centuries of trying to take over my form?" I asked him, my brows furrowed in confusion. His sudden change in attitude was very strange. It was as if he was a completely different person. Was he just pretending? "I guess so. Well, until I see a way of escape. But it seems like I won't get one for a long time."

"And what about mother? You'll just give up on trying to be by her side?"

Zeref frowned.

"I already told you. . . Wait, why do you care?"

I suddenly snapped.

Mindlink cracked around me as I stood, my hands balled into fists. "Why do I care? You took away everything from me. Your centuries, you've made my life a living hell. I've never lived the way I wanted, because of you. You always took and took. . . You even tried to kill Elliot. Why do I f*cking care? Really? Is that what you're really asking me?"

Zeref's facial expression didn't falter. He simply folded his arms, and tilted his head at me.

"I was made to cause destruction. That's how Mother formed me. But what about you Deimos? All I did was take. . . But all you did was receive. You only accepted things that benefited you."

"What are you talking about-"

"Like the time you escaped from mother, taking Yara with you. You only did that because her power was useful for you. That's why you took her, and didn't take Iris. That's why you formed the 'team'. Their power benefited you at the time. Their power made you achieve your goals. You never really cared about them. They were just there to help you, nothing else. What about all the other people that you had to use or kill to reach to where you are now? Can you honestly still look at me and call me the monster?"