Summary:
X, feeling unneeded and unwanted, leaves Beastmaster's service. Once he gets back, he gets the shock of his life.
He had enough. He knew that Beastmaster didn't love him as he loved her. It would stay awkward if he remained.
He wrote the letter and left it in his study. He promptly stood and left, not even looking back.
Beastmaster called for X. Once he didn't come, she went in a frenzy looking for him. She came across his study, and saw a piece of folded paper.
Despite what he thought, once Beastmaster read the note, she crumbled to her knees and wept. Xellos, quick to appear at her side, took the note, and crumbled it in his fist. No one. Hurts. His. Little. Sister. He vanished to look for X.
X regretted the fact thy he left about a week or so after he did. He was lonely, and felt no reason to live. He kept cursing his own name.
It was then that Xellos found him. He tossed the note at X.
"How dare you!" he exclaimed. "If you do not come back soon, there might not be a Beastmaster! I can not believe you!"
X glared at Xellos. "And what do you know?! I felt unneeded! Unwanted! Unloved!" Then he realized what Xellos said. "What do you mean, 'there might not be a Beastmaster'?!"
"What do you think I mean?! Beastmaster is going to die because of chronic heartbreak! When you left, she went into a breakdown! She hasn't eaten, slept, and barely even moved since she found that note!!"
X was too shocked to move. His actions might kill the one he loves. He clenched his fists. "Take me to her. Now."
Xellos semi-smiled. "Sure. One thing first." He hit X over the head with his staff.
"OW!"
"That's what you get for making my sister suicidal. Now... grab my staff."
X did as told and laid a hand on Xellos' staff. In a purple light, they were gone.
***
She sat at her own desk. Her fingers weaved into her hair. Her eyes were closed. The cold blood trickled down from her wrists, where the lunarian coins had been placed. She felt two presences appear in the room, yet she neither moved nor opened her eyes. She felt gentle fingers take her wrists and carefully remove them from her hair. They took the coins out, and the wounds immediately sealed and healed themselves. She still refused to open her eyes. She felt one of the hands lift her chin. Her eyes shot open when she felt something soft press against her lips. Red eyes stared into her pink ones.
"Beastmaster, I am so sorry," he said. The man who destroyed her had come back. X Luncastrel. Her eyes filled with tears, and she squeezed them shut again. She felt the hands pick her up and pull her over the desk. She opened her eyes again and she was in X's arms being rocked back and forth.
She looked to her desk and was appalled at all the blood she shed. All from her skinny arms? She cast a glance at them, they were silver from her god-like blood. She looked up at X, who looked guilty to the brim.
"How can I make up for this Beas--" she put a finger on X's lips.
In a dangerously weak voice, she said, "Just call me Bella. You already made up for this. You came back." She smiled, then turned to Bellz-E. "I'm weak, Scarmilian. Emotionally and Physically. I need rest."
X screamed inwardly when she said his old name. He sighed, and picked his master up bridal-style. She frowned slightly at his pained expression, but slowly gave up consciousness and fell asleep in his arms.
Xellos just stood with the background, slack-jawed, with his bangs moved away from his eyes, which were huge.
X, feeling unneeded and unwanted, leaves Beastmaster's service. Once he gets back, he gets the shock of his life.
He had enough. He knew that Beastmaster didn't love him as he loved her. It would stay awkward if he remained.
He wrote the letter and left it in his study. He promptly stood and left, not even looking back.
Beastmaster called for X. Once he didn't come, she went in a frenzy looking for him. She came across his study, and saw a piece of folded paper.
Despite what he thought, once Beastmaster read the note, she crumbled to her knees and wept. Xellos, quick to appear at her side, took the note, and crumbled it in his fist. No one. Hurts. His. Little. Sister. He vanished to look for X.
X regretted the fact thy he left about a week or so after he did. He was lonely, and felt no reason to live. He kept cursing his own name.
It was then that Xellos found him. He tossed the note at X.
"How dare you!" he exclaimed. "If you do not come back soon, there might not be a Beastmaster! I can not believe you!"
X glared at Xellos. "And what do you know?! I felt unneeded! Unwanted! Unloved!" Then he realized what Xellos said. "What do you mean, 'there might not be a Beastmaster'?!"
"What do you think I mean?! Beastmaster is going to die because of chronic heartbreak! When you left, she went into a breakdown! She hasn't eaten, slept, and barely even moved since she found that note!!"
X was too shocked to move. His actions might kill the one he loves. He clenched his fists. "Take me to her. Now."
Xellos semi-smiled. "Sure. One thing first." He hit X over the head with his staff.
"OW!"
"That's what you get for making my sister suicidal. Now... grab my staff."
X did as told and laid a hand on Xellos' staff. In a purple light, they were gone.
***
She sat at her own desk. Her fingers weaved into her hair. Her eyes were closed. The cold blood trickled down from her wrists, where the lunarian coins had been placed. She felt two presences appear in the room, yet she neither moved nor opened her eyes. She felt gentle fingers take her wrists and carefully remove them from her hair. They took the coins out, and the wounds immediately sealed and healed themselves. She still refused to open her eyes. She felt one of the hands lift her chin. Her eyes shot open when she felt something soft press against her lips. Red eyes stared into her pink ones.
"Beastmaster, I am so sorry," he said. The man who destroyed her had come back. X Luncastrel. Her eyes filled with tears, and she squeezed them shut again. She felt the hands pick her up and pull her over the desk. She opened her eyes again and she was in X's arms being rocked back and forth.
She looked to her desk and was appalled at all the blood she shed. All from her skinny arms? She cast a glance at them, they were silver from her god-like blood. She looked up at X, who looked guilty to the brim.
"How can I make up for this Beas--" she put a finger on X's lips.
In a dangerously weak voice, she said, "Just call me Bella. You already made up for this. You came back." She smiled, then turned to Bellz-E. "I'm weak, Scarmilian. Emotionally and Physically. I need rest."
X screamed inwardly when she said his old name. He sighed, and picked his master up bridal-style. She frowned slightly at his pained expression, but slowly gave up consciousness and fell asleep in his arms.
Xellos just stood with the background, slack-jawed, with his bangs moved away from his eyes, which were huge.
Myrnin blinked, looked at Yura, and smiled. It was his seductive smile*, and it came with a lowering of his thick eyelashes. "Sweet lady," he said,"could you get me one of those drinks you prepared for my friend here?" He gracefully indicated Elias, who remembered the cup of blood still sitting in front of him, and angrily choked it down. "And perhaps warm the blood bag a bit? It's quite disgusting cold."
"Yeah, sure,"Yura replied. "Want a shot of espresso with that?"
Scotia realized he was actually considering it, and just shook her head no. The last thing any of them needed was a Myrnin hyped up on caffeine.
*DO WANT.
"Yeah, sure,"Yura replied. "Want a shot of espresso with that?"
Scotia realized he was actually considering it, and just shook her head no. The last thing any of them needed was a Myrnin hyped up on caffeine.
*DO WANT.
Made from:Impurities, selfishness, rudeness, temper, greed, vanity, raw power, ice, and metal
Named after: It is the anti to Ashlynn Rosalie
Created by: X the Nightmare King and The White Bull
Main power:Dry Ice
Main weakness: The Sun
Disguise and cover life:
A navy soldier
Contact lenses to hide the multi-colored eyes
Ice kanji in her robotic palms
Obvious flaws: Since she is created from Ash's imperfections, sometimes those imperfections jumble themselves up and Rosalie overloads.
She wears white gloves that conceal her robotic hands, but the gloves fall off at the most inconvenient times.
Named after: It is the anti to Ashlynn Rosalie
Created by: X the Nightmare King and The White Bull
Main power:Dry Ice
Main weakness: The Sun
Disguise and cover life:
A navy soldier
Contact lenses to hide the multi-colored eyes
Ice kanji in her robotic palms
Obvious flaws: Since she is created from Ash's imperfections, sometimes those imperfections jumble themselves up and Rosalie overloads.
She wears white gloves that conceal her robotic hands, but the gloves fall off at the most inconvenient times.