The Diamond Cult

Be Careful.

14/12/2015

Ares stood behind the glass, monitoring every move. When Neville turned around and smiled, signalling him to send someone in the get Lela, he broke a rule.

Never turn your back to a subject.

Lela took his chance, he stood up and went to attack Neville.

"You never learn, do you?"

"Don't separate me from Leto!"

"You're clearly the dumber of the two."

Neville easily dodged the attacks and forcefully grabbed Lela by his neck.

"I'm fed up with you. You clearly need some reforming. I'll give you a choice, you get your punishment from me or from Ricin. Who do you choose?"

"You."

"Sentences, Lela."

"I'd rather get...rather get my punishment from you."

Neville threw Lela on the ground.

"I'll have a think and then I'll come back."

Neville left Lela on the ground and exited. Lela's head and hands started to tingle, being separated from his sister for too long took a toll on him.

He mumbled things to himself, not wanting to say it out loud but not wanting to keep it in either.

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"You're getting better, Alex."

"I did not ask and do not call me that."

"Ready for the knives?"

"Why do you even ask?"

"It is rule remember."

"Hmm, I am always ready."

Xenon smiled and threw knives at her like the maniac he was. He genuinely tried to hit her, but didn't get that satisfaction as always.

"You are slow today."

"Oh, shut up."

"I would if you hit me."

He threw harder and faster, still not hitting her.

"Can I try something else?"

"Depends."

"Can I hit you with an axe?"

"I do not think Neville is going to like that."

"Don't you ever get sick of him?"

"No, do you?"

"All the time."

"Your relationship with him is different. I grew up with him."

"Even more of a reason to get sick of him. Really, how haven't you killed yourself yet? He's so controlling and-"

Alexandra stared at Xenon with a 'shut up' expression.

"He's standing behind me, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is. You find me controlling, Xenon?"

Xenon turned around.

"I-uh."

"Be careful, don't lie to me."

"You are a tiny bit controlling."

"Oh, really? Why do you think that?"

"I'm sorry for doubting you, okay? Please, let this pass."