Protect:My character keeps yours safe from harm.
Slender fingers fidgeted nervously at the hem of her shirt. Her eyes darted around uncomfortably, but despite the urge to run away, her feet remained glued to the ground, keeping strong to her plan. The mountain outlook was deserted; only the trees, and the greens of nature were there to calm down her nerves. Kiyomi reached for the railings, and closed her eyes, as she took a deep breath. He was going to be here soon. She had to appear strong, and brave in front of him in order for ‘this’ to work.
“I’m here,” a low voice came from behind her.
She quickly spun around to meet the man’s eyes, which held a fiery warmth of hazel with flecks of gold. She noted instantly from the way that he carried himself, and the solemn expression upon his face that he was a courteous man; a man of sensibility. She also knew that there was no humour in the core of his essence, but he possessed a kind heart – something that the younger brother – the brother that she knew – lacked. They are so different, she thought. “You are Michael – Lucifer’s brother?” she asked, voice slightly trembling.
“Yes,” he confirmed, and his eyes narrowed with curiosity, though there was a softness within that hazel gaze, which made her feel a little at ease. “I heard your prayers. You asked for my assistance.”
“I wanted to help him. I want to save him from his awful fate.”
The leaves rustled as the wind blew past, filling up the silence that emerged between them. “You cannot save him,” he said bluntly. “One of us has to die, and it was prophesied that he will die at my own hands.”
“But – no!” she stammered, as she shook her head in disbelief, her long hair ruffling slightly from the movement. “You can’t! He’s your brother!”
Then, she pulled out the silver blade that she had stolen from Marlowe. “Then, I will kill you myself!” she screamed as she charged towards the celestial being.
However, she was abruptly stopped mid-stride, as an invisible force jerked her backwards, and into the railings that gave way to her, and she found herself falling rapidly fast from the precipice. She tried to scream, but her voice was stuck in her throat, while her heart was hammering wildly against her chest. She was going to die — in vain. In the end, she could not free him from his suffering. Her eyes welled up with tears. She felt like a failure. The air rushed past her as she fell deeper, and deeper – all she could do was wait for the ground to meet her, and send her to a deep slumber.
A figure materialised above her, but she could barely see who or what it was as for, her vision was blurred out from the tears strung in her eyes, and the gushing air blocked off her hearing. It must be Michael. He must’ve decided to finish her off swiftly, instead of waiting for her to splatter against the rocks below. Summoning all the strength, and willpower that she had, she drove the silver blade into the incoming figure –
‘Kiyomi…’ a familiar voice echoed in her head.
“Marlowe?” she cried out, hoarsely.
In a blink of an eye, she was no longer free-falling; she found herself lying on a couch of her apartment, but the man that had saved her was nowhere to be seen. Fear struck her cold from the revelation, but no tears came out. Her eyes had ran dry of tears from the fall – the wind had stolen it all.
“MARLOWE!” she yelled. She didn’t want to believe it. It was definitely Michael that she had stabbed the knife into. “GET YOUR ASS RIGHT HERE NOW, MARLOWE!”
She slid down the couch, and clutched her knees. “I didn’t mean to…” she murmured softly.
As if to answer her one last time, a fleeting touch rested on her cheek – cold, but comforting to reassure her that it was okay, that she was not at fault, and somehow the burden on her shoulders felt a bit lighter, and she felt a little at peace. She knew that it wouldn’t be the last time she would see him for, her dreams would take her to where-ever he was, and they would be happy together once again.
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