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The blood drained from his eyes, harnessing all of the sorrow, all of the self-loathing, and dripped away down the stream. Days had passed as he continued to sit there consumed within his own emotions. He hadn’t moved to acknowledge the presence of anyone as they came to ensure that was all right. Nothing made him move from this spot.
The spot where he had lost everything.
That night continued to play over in his mind, full of buts. And what ifs. Shoulda, woulda, coulda. All of that was far to late now. He couldn’t go back and alter the past no matter how much he begged the heavens to allow him to. There was nothing that he could do to get his wife, his daughter, and his brother back. They had all been ripped away with the explosion; just mere fragments of their former selves still remained where they all used to smile. This war had cost Gerard everything. This was war was ripping the world apart at the seems. Pretty soon there would be no victor, just a broken planet for the victims to linger in. physically there but mentally ripped to shreds from the horrors that they were forced to face.
Gerard was not the only Dom in mourning. Matt sat by a tree that had keeled over from his onslaught of anger unleashed onto the innocent bark. His yells still echoed around the clearing. And in the distance along the cliff Brian mourned the loss of his daughter and wife, his screams of agony mingled with Gerard’s and Matt’s playing a cynical symphony that haunted the other Doms in the clearing waiting for their leaders to pull themselves together.
The loss was too great; all three of the once great men were reduced to weak and broken messes. They had lost everything that they had been fighting for, so the only logic was to give up. To stop fighting. There was nothing left to fight for the Doms anymore.
The wind blew and caressed against Gerard’s skin drying the red streaks decorating his once porcelain cheeks, the skin on his stomach and leg ached as the dirt and grim infested it, turning the white skin purple with rot and infection. He no longer cared; he just wanted it all to go. The knuckles on Matt’s hands were painted in the red liquid, as his eyes remained void. They were vacant of any life that was once harnessed with the mammoth form.
Brian stood atop of the cliff looking down at all of the jagged spikes at the bottom, a trap that had been lain for vampires to fall in and perish, all of the pristine silver spikes stood up. Their callused edges would truly be torture. As his foot went for that step the wind purred to him. His broken eyes that continued to flow peered into the sky. His shaky breaths racked out of his body tickling his throat that itched in pain from his screams.
“Brian don’t” the voice echoed around him halting the foot as it went to step over that edge, to end everything and not have to face the world where there was no Jimmy or Lexi.
“Please don’t’ baby, you need to be strong for everyone now” the voice rang through his eardrums bringing on a new onslaught of tears as he recognised the voice as that of Jimmy.
“But Jimmy you are gone, I don’t want to go on without you by my side Love” he sobbed out quietly, though he knew that no matter what noise he made it wouldn’t disturb the other too catatonic Doms.
“But you know I will always be with you baby” the voice cooed and Brian felt as though he could feel the hands caress his tired arms as means to make him relax and listen to what the voice had to say. “ You need to keep fighting, I know you are hurting, but baby, so are so many others. And so will so many more it you don’t stop this menace. Come one go back there pick up that gun, slap some sense into the others and win this war, stop this blood shed. Stop this death and morbidity. End the chaos and save so many from the feeling you are wrapped up in” the voice purred into his ear. He looked at the sky and saw the face of Jimmy, as he smiled and disappeared into the clouds.
Closing his eyes he turned clenching his fists and marched over to Matt. Pulling the larger Dom to his feet he slapped him to awaken him from his state to receive a vicious snarl and a black eyed glare. He smirked at the other Dom.
“Now target that horror at the humans. We aren’t just going to sit here so get the others up I will get Gerard” he said and turned to the Dom that sat nestled by the small stream by the bodies of his family. He approached him and sat beside him.
“ Come on Gerard let’s move out” he said and looked at the other Dom who just stared down at the river, his gaze broken and empty.
“ Gerard, Frank wouldn’t want you sitting here doing nothing, neither would Mikey. There was nothing that we could do Gerard and you know that, we got the notice to late to get there in time. So why not go out and seek revenge on the ones that took what you love. Go and rip apart everything that they have ever cherished, let us run out together one last time to silence the ones who caused all of this. One last stand before gates of hell. We will bring them down and make them wish that they had never been born” Brian said softly and placed a strong hand atop Gerard’s shoulder giving it a tight squeeze. He sat anxiously waiting for the Dom to do something and as the minutes passed and it seemed as though the speech was pointless, Gerard stood to his feet, his blackened eyes glaring off into the distance, in the direction he knew the scum was hiding from their army. A growl resounded deep from within his chest as the aura of rage swirled around him like it never had before. Clenching his fists he glared right at the building he was going after.
“Let’s go make these Maggots Fucking scream”
The spot where he had lost everything.
That night continued to play over in his mind, full of buts. And what ifs. Shoulda, woulda, coulda. All of that was far to late now. He couldn’t go back and alter the past no matter how much he begged the heavens to allow him to. There was nothing that he could do to get his wife, his daughter, and his brother back. They had all been ripped away with the explosion; just mere fragments of their former selves still remained where they all used to smile. This war had cost Gerard everything. This was war was ripping the world apart at the seems. Pretty soon there would be no victor, just a broken planet for the victims to linger in. physically there but mentally ripped to shreds from the horrors that they were forced to face.
Gerard was not the only Dom in mourning. Matt sat by a tree that had keeled over from his onslaught of anger unleashed onto the innocent bark. His yells still echoed around the clearing. And in the distance along the cliff Brian mourned the loss of his daughter and wife, his screams of agony mingled with Gerard’s and Matt’s playing a cynical symphony that haunted the other Doms in the clearing waiting for their leaders to pull themselves together.
The loss was too great; all three of the once great men were reduced to weak and broken messes. They had lost everything that they had been fighting for, so the only logic was to give up. To stop fighting. There was nothing left to fight for the Doms anymore.
The wind blew and caressed against Gerard’s skin drying the red streaks decorating his once porcelain cheeks, the skin on his stomach and leg ached as the dirt and grim infested it, turning the white skin purple with rot and infection. He no longer cared; he just wanted it all to go. The knuckles on Matt’s hands were painted in the red liquid, as his eyes remained void. They were vacant of any life that was once harnessed with the mammoth form.
Brian stood atop of the cliff looking down at all of the jagged spikes at the bottom, a trap that had been lain for vampires to fall in and perish, all of the pristine silver spikes stood up. Their callused edges would truly be torture. As his foot went for that step the wind purred to him. His broken eyes that continued to flow peered into the sky. His shaky breaths racked out of his body tickling his throat that itched in pain from his screams.
“Brian don’t” the voice echoed around him halting the foot as it went to step over that edge, to end everything and not have to face the world where there was no Jimmy or Lexi.
“Please don’t’ baby, you need to be strong for everyone now” the voice rang through his eardrums bringing on a new onslaught of tears as he recognised the voice as that of Jimmy.
“But Jimmy you are gone, I don’t want to go on without you by my side Love” he sobbed out quietly, though he knew that no matter what noise he made it wouldn’t disturb the other too catatonic Doms.
“But you know I will always be with you baby” the voice cooed and Brian felt as though he could feel the hands caress his tired arms as means to make him relax and listen to what the voice had to say. “ You need to keep fighting, I know you are hurting, but baby, so are so many others. And so will so many more it you don’t stop this menace. Come one go back there pick up that gun, slap some sense into the others and win this war, stop this blood shed. Stop this death and morbidity. End the chaos and save so many from the feeling you are wrapped up in” the voice purred into his ear. He looked at the sky and saw the face of Jimmy, as he smiled and disappeared into the clouds.
Closing his eyes he turned clenching his fists and marched over to Matt. Pulling the larger Dom to his feet he slapped him to awaken him from his state to receive a vicious snarl and a black eyed glare. He smirked at the other Dom.
“Now target that horror at the humans. We aren’t just going to sit here so get the others up I will get Gerard” he said and turned to the Dom that sat nestled by the small stream by the bodies of his family. He approached him and sat beside him.
“ Come on Gerard let’s move out” he said and looked at the other Dom who just stared down at the river, his gaze broken and empty.
“ Gerard, Frank wouldn’t want you sitting here doing nothing, neither would Mikey. There was nothing that we could do Gerard and you know that, we got the notice to late to get there in time. So why not go out and seek revenge on the ones that took what you love. Go and rip apart everything that they have ever cherished, let us run out together one last time to silence the ones who caused all of this. One last stand before gates of hell. We will bring them down and make them wish that they had never been born” Brian said softly and placed a strong hand atop Gerard’s shoulder giving it a tight squeeze. He sat anxiously waiting for the Dom to do something and as the minutes passed and it seemed as though the speech was pointless, Gerard stood to his feet, his blackened eyes glaring off into the distance, in the direction he knew the scum was hiding from their army. A growl resounded deep from within his chest as the aura of rage swirled around him like it never had before. Clenching his fists he glared right at the building he was going after.
“Let’s go make these Maggots Fucking scream”
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