"please! Stop it! Stop!" With Anti and whatever's left of Marvin?
A scream tears through Marvin’s throat as he is casted into the water. He has no time to react before hands are pushing him down, holding him, forcing his body inside the salty oceans.
He struggles against his brother, the water around him beginning to boil. The vengeful song of a siren is heard, and in a second Anti is being dragged down, held and bitten in his throat and stomach and scratched in his face and-
Marvin rips him from her grasp, tossing him to the shore like a little doll.
“Stop this!” he hollers, but is hushed as he is tied down to the sand by black tendrils of freezing clouds.
Thick ebony blood seeps from Anti’s shirt, dripping on the sand. There are three scratches on his cheek, and a nasty bite mark on his neck that weeps the ebony as well. A little tooth is stuck inside his skin.
“Stop trying to save me from myself!” he screams, sending another tendril to stab into his brother’s chest. Gold blood bursts from the wound, and runs down his ocean bathed clothes.
“I’m happy as this!” Antavriel cries, sending another tendril, and another, and another. Morilius weeps more than gold, now.
“I want to be a monster! I want to be feared, I want to fucking kill you!”
Antavriel screams, raw and wrathful as he pushes his brother far, and pulls him back with black hooks made of the same ebony. The Earth quakes beneath them, the sky is clouded in darkness and the sirens have began to sing a very angry song. Something even Anti has to push away the water for, drowning them in their own music.
“Please!” Morilius cries, screaming, screaming screaming as he feels his brother’s magic feeding inside his bones. “Stop it! Stop, brother, stop!”
He sends another tendril, but it is stopped by an explosion. Anti is sent sprawling to the ground, digging his shoulder into the Earth as he screams some more.
Thrashing, roaring in anger as he is held down by the sand and the water and the light of an un- Earthly sun, Antavriel bleeds black from his eyes, black from his eyes which carry the darkness of a sky with no stars.
Morilius speaks to him in their own tongues, summoning cracks of thunder and crashing waves of the ocean. His eyes, his unseeing eyes, are hurricanes, storms of war fueld not with hatred but love.
“Stop!” he cries, speaking English now, kneeling beside his writhing brother as his skin his burned by this light and salted by the ocean. “Stop this brother, I’ve had enough! I’ve had enough of it!”
Morilius hits him in the chest, sinking him into the sand. Antavriel wails, wails and wails as his ribs break and his skin burns and he feels the void inside his chest beginning to eat him to escape.
“Stop this,” Morilius whispers, setting his hands against his brother. Hushing gently to his brother. Hush, little brother. Hush.
“Why didn’t you come,” Antavriel whimpers. “Why- why didn’t you come..?”
“I searched,” Morilius replies, tears of pain streaking down his face. “I searched, I never stopped, I never stopped, brother, little brother, please.”
“I loved you! I loved you and I mourned you every second you were gone! I felt you dying, Antavriel! I felt your soul being torn apart, do not tell me I left you! I was ripped from your arms as you were from mine!”
Antavriel cries, gritting his teeth and thrashing as Marvin picks him up, and holds him. Holds him and holds him, close to his chest, warm and safe and loving, loving, loving.
“I never left you.” Morilius whispers, shutting his blind eyes as his brother calms in his arms. “I promise you, I promise you I never left you.”
“Don’t let me go again.” the little brother says, wrapping his arms around the body that holds him as the light lets him go. “Don’t- don’t let me-“
“I won’t.” Morilius promises.
