Lio- 3 days later.
"I'm going to kill you.... I WILL FREEZE YOU AND RIP YOU TO PIECES!," I cried, letting my broken arms fall to my sides, limping towards Flare. Tears burned in my eyes, the body lying several fear away from me slowly melting. He laughed, his eyes glowing red.
"Is that so! You're a damn weakling! You cant beat me!," He howled arrogantly. I threw a punch, which he caught easily. He spun my weak body in a circle, before launching me across the street. My body slammed into a building with a loud crack. I fell, feeling my broken body bleeding.
I felt my tears fall. Magnus... I turned over, looking at the sky, my whole body aching.
"Is this.. How it ends?," I asked. I reached up towards the sky, seeing Magnus's glowing smile above me. Almost in my reach. But always too far away.
"Oh poor Lio... You thought you were so special.. Didnt you? It's a shame you were just a huge pushover!," Flare cackled, stoming down on my throat. My body arched, I struggled to move my shattered arms, to move his foot off of me. I shake, struggling to free myself. Anything..
I close my eyes, falling still. Maybe this is what I deserve... Yeah I deserve this... Death is the only way out for me.
"I'm glad you made it this long Lionel... It was an honor to kill you," Flare declared. I opened my eyes, seeing as he leans down with a knife, pressing it to my throat. A single tear slipped down my cheek, as the world went dark.
Three days earlier.
"Michelle's Missing?," I demanded, sitting on Magnus's couch angrily, tapping my foot. Magnus sat next to me, his head down.
"I'm afraid so.. We got an anonymous tip that Flare was seen by your apartment this morning. Knowing your past connections to the SilverClaw gang, We decided to check up on her. She was missing, and a note had been left on the counter. They're threatening to kill her if you dont follow some rules. However, we've decided that Weve had enough of you kids dallying in police business. Weve called in the FBI. They will take care of this problem. If you intervene or even show your face around them, you will be arrested for obstruction of justice, Acessory to kidnapping and whatever else I can lay on you, got it?," Detective Branwell informed me, answering before the deputies could. I nodded, looking at my hands feeling helpless.
"Magnus, I dont want you involved in it either. I'm proud of you for standing by the halls this long, and doing everything in your power to protect them, but there comes a point when you have to say enough is enough. Now, Lio can stay here for however long he wants, but I dont want either of you getting into trouble," Magnus's mom warned. I nodded, looking up at her with a faint smile.
"Thank you Mrs. Branwell," I exclaimed in a low voice. She nodded turning to Magnus.
"Thanks mom," He added. She nodded.
"He can sleep in your room, as long as you promise there will be no funny business, " She warned. Magnus nodded, turning to me.
"Let's go," He ordered. I nodded, following him up the stairs. We entered his room, and I froze on the spot. His walls were painted blue, soccer and volleyball posters hung on the walls. Straight from the door, his bed lying horizontally under the window. To the right in a little alcove, was a futon pulled all the way out. To the left were several dressers and a walk in closet. I stopped, looking around the room. Its so.. homy.
"You can have the bed, I'll take the futon. If you want to shower, I have fresh towels in the bathroom, and I can lend you some of my old clothes," He started, sitting down on the bed. I sat down next to him, glancing at him.
"We have video games down in the livingroom, but we cant use it if My mom is watching TV. We have a fairly big yard, so if you want to go out back and practice a little bit, then Just let me know if you need anything," He finished. I nodded.
"Can I shower.. I feel gross," I asked. He nodded, standing up and opening his closet. He ruffles through everything before turning and throwing a pair of shorts and a shirt at me. He kneeled down, rustling through his drawers before pulling out a new pack of underwear. He turned, tossing them to me.
"Take your pic," He answered. I nodded letting him lead me through the upstairs to his bathroom. I thanked him and entered the ba tdd room, leaning against the door. I turned, looking in the mirror, seeing my entire right eye glowing a light violet. Is it too late? I turned on the water, taking off my shirt and glancing down at my tattoo. Its larger than ever before... I lost my shit that day. Now, I have to deal with the aftermath.
Flare
I sit down on the throne, overlooking the crowd of SilverClaw Gangbangers, my legs crossed. I leaned my head on my hand, feeling bored.
"Lord Flare! What are you going to do about Michelle Hall!,"
"I heard a rumor shes comatose!,"
"Is it true she has a history with Lyra?,"
I clenched my fist, letting my pointer finger rise to my lips. The whole crowd went silent.
"That is no ones business but my own. As for Magnus Branwell and Lio Hall, I'm dealing with them myself," I replied. I stood, turning away.
"Claire, Lyra, I want you with me, Let's go,"
?????
"Alter... Are you ready?," I asked. He nodded, turning to me.
"Please dont make me fight my friends.. That's all I ask," He begged. I shrugged, watching him dissipate.
"They took her... They took her and now they'll pay," I licked the blade in my hand, turning around and yanking a cloak onto my shoulders. I pulled the hood up over my head. Michelle Hall... My best friend. Oh how I've longed to see you again.
As for Lyra... I'll never stop uh until I put her into the ground.
Sarah
I sit on my bed, munching small cookies, hoping to rid myself of my growing headache. It's been far too long since I ate them... I look worse than ever.. I glanced in the mirror, noting my gray skin, the heavy bags under my eyes. I closed my eyes, thinking back to the young boy with green eyes that day long ago. The day I lost my real mother.
I forgot his name... But I wonder.. Is he still around these days? I stand shakily, grabbing my phone.
I need to call Lio... Om not feeling so well. I stumbled forward, tripping over my feet and collapsing. All around me, the world seemed to go dark.
Magnus
I lay on the futon, reading the comic silently. Michelle Hall. The badass mother of my boyfriend. I highly doubt she'd lose in a fight against flare, especially with that power. So how did she get kidnapped.. Or did she choose to be taken by them? So many questions.
Plus theres Lio. I havent seen his eye since the last fight with Flares goonies. Especially Lyra. I glared at the book, tossing it onto the floor by my head, staring up at the ceiling.
Before I knew it, Lio walked in, his damp hair falling into his eyes, the most of his torso covered in bandages. Hes not even wearing the shirt I gave him.. Is he hiding his tattoo?? I gave him a thin white shirt, so maybe the black Ink shows through his shirt.
"Hey.. What's wrong with your tattoo?," I asked. He turned to me, his only available eye opened. His right eye, is once again covered. He shrugged, turning away.
"How bad has it gotten?," I demanded. He sighed, turning to me and dropping his eyepatch. Across the room, I could see the glow of his violet eye. I narrowed my eyes.
"Its entirely purple... But Its not bright like it was with your fight the other day... But you've almost reached your max.. Havent you?," I asked. He nodded, pulling his long dark hair up into a tiny ponytail.
"Yeah.. One more big use of my power and I'm done for. Cure is still unknown," He added, sitting down on the bed. I leaned back against the wall, staring at him from my alcove.
"Why did you do it?," I demanded. He looked up, his eyes seeming to darken.
"I didnt mean to... He was choking me.. It just happened," He replied, running a hand through his hair.
"So... You just almost murdered him because you lost control, Sounds familiar, " I grumbled. He glared at me, his green eye focusing directly into my eyes.
"Believe it or not. I didnt mean to do it. I just thought you of all people would have faith in me," He retorted. He turned away, laying on his side facing the window. I sighed, standing up and sitting next to him.
"I'm sorry.. Lio... I didnt mean it that way. I dont blame you. I believe you," I tried with a stutter. He sat up, turning to me. He looked at my throat, his eyes flicking up to my eyes.
"You sure you didnt mean it that way? If you have something to say, then just say it," He hissed. I leaned back.
"Ok. You're stupid. I hate that you just go off your rocker. You dont think before you do anything. You're a reckless asshat who makes me worry every single second that you're away from me and I hate that about you. I hate that period. I wish that I could be with you all the time, or at least impact your behavior outside when we hang out. I wish I impacted you period. If that makes me an ass, or selfish or something, I dont care, I just-," I shut up, looking down. My face burned.
Before I could continue, Lio move closer to me, lifting my head up and kissing me. I melted into it, inhaling his familiar scent as I returned his affection. I wrapped my fists around his collar and pull him closer, my breathing growing heavier as we continued.
He shoved me back, panting heavily as he stared at the bed, his face turning red.
"I love you Magnus " Right in front of me, I watched as his Mark's glowed, and slowly started shrinking. My eyes widened.
"Lio-," I tried, but he stopped me, looking up at me.
"I know I never said it in a way that meant anything, it was in a moment of desperation because I was scared you were going to leave me, but its true. And I dont care about my powers or my potential growth if it means I cant be happy with you! So please.. I know we havent made anything official yet but," His face turned even redder, the mark on his chest continuing to shrink.
"Will you be my boyfriend!," he asked in a scared tone, his eyes clenched shut. I smiled, reaching over and touching his cheek, a small smile covering my face. He looked up, and I instantly glanced at his right eye. It was entirely green again.
"Yes.. Of course... But Lio... Lio?," I asked. Almost instantly, under my finger tips, he seemed to burn, his face flushing. His body must've become too accustomed to the cold... Without that mark, He could be seriously hurt.
"Yay.. That makes me... So... Happy," He whispered. With that, he fell over into my arms.
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Flare
I stormed towards the Branwell household, a grin growing on my face as the many police officers outside the house recognize me.
"Claire," I ordered. She walked up from my side and released a sonic scream, the whole first half flying backwards. I turned to Lyra with a smirk.
"Come back to me when you've killed them all," I commanded her. She grinned, her knives ripping out of her metallic arms.
"With pleasure"