Black hearts
With the sound of electricity crackling around me I appear in Lord Gabriel's chambers. I see Christian there speaking with them and I hiss at him vehemently.
With a raised hand I throw Christian and Lord Gabriel's mate away from him and demand, "Where is it!? I want the piece of black heart he gave you! Tell me NOW!"
Lord Gabriel looks to his mate and I send him crashing into the wall behind him and laugh, "He will only betray you! Love is a lie! They conspire against you, use you for their own little games!"
I turn around and look around the chambers, "It is here I can sense it!"
Upon the mantle is an urn... it beats ever so slowly. They are moving and I send out bolts of lightening hitting them, burning their skin. They cry out in pain and I laugh as I grab the urn and look at them, "He deceived us all! Even you Christian! Once Michael was back do you think he would have need for you and your brothers?!"
Crushing the urn with my bare hand I hold the pink organ in my palm. I sneer at it and holler, "You will never control me again Father!"
Kneeling I thrust my hand into fire feeling the flames burn my flesh and melt this part of his heart. Bright orange and red flames shoot from it and the sound of young cries fill my head. I laugh louder as it turns to ash.
With a raised hand I throw Christian and Lord Gabriel's mate away from him and demand, "Where is it!? I want the piece of black heart he gave you! Tell me NOW!"
Lord Gabriel looks to his mate and I send him crashing into the wall behind him and laugh, "He will only betray you! Love is a lie! They conspire against you, use you for their own little games!"
I turn around and look around the chambers, "It is here I can sense it!"
Upon the mantle is an urn... it beats ever so slowly. They are moving and I send out bolts of lightening hitting them, burning their skin. They cry out in pain and I laugh as I grab the urn and look at them, "He deceived us all! Even you Christian! Once Michael was back do you think he would have need for you and your brothers?!"
Crushing the urn with my bare hand I hold the pink organ in my palm. I sneer at it and holler, "You will never control me again Father!"
Kneeling I thrust my hand into fire feeling the flames burn my flesh and melt this part of his heart. Bright orange and red flames shoot from it and the sound of young cries fill my head. I laugh louder as it turns to ash.