What we do for love, the possibilities are endless. ~Ava
Azrael
I looked at my mate through tears.
My dead mate.
I let out a strangled cry. My screams echoed the room and I felt I was drowning in the sad sound.
I buried my head in her cold neck and held her lifeless hand. The sparks were gone. She was gone, forever.
Her lovely scent was replaced by the metallic stench of blood.
My salty tears mixed with her blood as I cried in her neck.
I felt broken. I was incomplete.
The sudden anger ran through my veins, a new found power rushed through me.
I turned to Silver. It was her fault. I lost my mate because of this bitch.
She was smiling. I was gonna tear it off her ugly face.
"She's not here to take you away from me anymore, now is she?" She sneered.
What?
Did she just say that?
I ran to her, and grabbed her neck. I squeezed until I felt her jerking in my grasp, then I let go. She fell limply to ground with a loud thud.
I grabbed her hand and tore it right off. I heard her flesh tear and her bone crack under the pressure. Her screams were like music to my ears.
Blood rushed from her and I couldn't be happier.
I used my claws and slashed her throat. Then I ripped her head off her body
I watched as her jerking body slumped on the floor, while blood squirt from her slashed neck.
She wasn't smiling now.....
I took the gun and emptied the clip on her.
I grinned. Pay back is a bitch. I threw her head next her body.
I tore off her other limps. And threw them aside.
All that was left a bloody torso.
Perfect. Exactly what she deserved.
I turned and ran back to Lyla and lifted up her bridal style.
She looked pained. She looked sad. She looked......dead.
There was no way in hell I was going to let her go so easily.
I saw Moloch outside.
"Call Father." I told him simply. I didn't care what he was doing here.
I told him to deal with Silver....I made sure WE dealt with her before all this. I'm still surprised as to why she is still here.
She was supposed to be dead.
I'll ask about this huge slip up later.
He scrambled for his phone and quickly dialed the number.
"Yes, Sir. This is Scar. Your son wishes to speak to you."
Scar handed me the phone.
"Son-"
"Father, I want her back." I interupted.
"I don't have the power to bring back the dead. That's God's job and we're not exactly friends at the moment." Father said.
"I don't care! There must be something I can do!" I shouted.
I was desperate. I needed my mate. I felt useless without her. I want her back.
I need her back.
There was an uncomfortable silence as my brain worked for a solution.
"Son?" Father called.
"What?"
"Are you alright?"
I looked at the phone in disbelief for a minute.
What the fuck?!
"I just lost the person that was made for me...how the fuck can I be alright?!" I shouted angrily. "She took a fucking bullet for me!"
I was miserable.
My heart felt weak and I felt like dying with her. Maybe this is what I should do.
The pained look on her beautiful face killed me inside. I caused that look. I was supposed to prevent this but I caused it.
I fought back tears but they came anyway.
"I want her back.... I need her back, Father." I choked out.
My sobs were strangled. My heart squeezed in my chest just thinking of it.
"Son, I don't know what to tell you." He sounded ....... sad.
Did he really care?
Then it hit me.
Devil ...
"Father! I have two lives!" I shouted excitedly. I roughly wiped my face.
I gave Scar the phone and gently placed Lyla down.
I paced at the door way.
How do I go about this now?
"Son? Son! Son!!" Father called.
I took back the phone.
"Yes?"
"What are you talking about, Azrael? You only have one life and don't you dare think of giving it to her!" He replied.
I grinned, "But, oh father, I do. The life this human body has and my demon life."
Silence.
"Father?"
"You want to give one to her?" He asked suddenly.
"Yes, of course." I answered.
"Fine. Bring her inside and lay her down on the ground." Father said.
"Are you going to help me?" I asked surprised.
"You are my son, aren't you? And she is my daughter in law.....I have to." He answered lazily.
I wish I could hug him right then and there but I controlled my self. I need to get her breathing again
I brought her inside and laid her on the floor.
"Cut your wrist."
I grabbed Silver's knife and sliced my hand quickly. There was a slight sting but I ignored it.
"Use your blood and trace her body outline on the ground."
What?
Don't question anything. This will bring her back.
I traced her body with my blood.
"Put me on speaker."
I did so.
"Put the phone to her ear."
I did so too.
"Hold her hand, son, and close you eyes."
I grabbed her hand with a need I've never felt before and closed my eyes.
"Dumbai tu belai, keli rumby Sela!"
My body started to shake. It felt as if.... something was leaving me.
"Awaken!"
I jerked back and a black shadow jumped from me and went into Lyla.
I fell to my knees and held my head. I felt weak.
Suddenly she jerked and her chest slowly rose and fell.
I let out a shaky breath and stared in disbelief.
I felt her pulse. It was weak but it was there.
I broke out in tears as I smiled at her.
I grabbed her hand, it was still cold but she wasn't ridged.
I squeezed it.
And she squeezed back!
I fell next to her and buried my face in her chest and cried.
I let out all my pain and worry and happiness right here.
"Well, I have done my job. I have work to do." I heard Father say.
"T-thank y-you Father." I sobbed.
He hummed a response, then hung up.
Moloch was on the phone, calling cleaning people and home designers.
I knew she would be happy to wake up back in her own house. I would make sure it was just how she left it.
I threw my hands around her and squeezed but not too tight. I could see her open wound slowly closing up.
I cried until my throat ran dry and tears where no more.
I carried her up stairs and stayed with her.
When she woke up, she'll see a better home, a better future and a better mate.
I couldn't feel the angry surge of power my demon usually gives me.
Inside was quiet.
I tried to listen outside with my hyper hearing.
I heard a bird sing, a twig fell, a spider making its web.
I grinned I still had some powers.
But I was just a human now.
Not fully but...my body was human.
I stroked my baby's blood stained face.
Her wounds were healed but she was dirty.
I grinned, I could clean her up.
I was just so happy she was back to me. She was mine again. She was alive again.
I climbed into bed next to her. I held her hand tightly.
I could bathe her later. Right now I wanted to be with her.
I wanted to make sure she won't leave again.
I just wanted to have her.
I placed her head on my chest and played in her hair.
My heart was so content.
I had her back. Even if I lost my demon. It was worth it.
I had my mate back.
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