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CHAPTER 14
Kyle looked up, watching as the man who now owned both him and Amy, came to where they had been left alone for several hours. He was trying to remind himself that this one wasn't going to hurt them, that the nightmare was over, but as the vampire sat beside him, it wasn't easy. "M-Master?" He fought down his panic as Loki lifted him.
"I didn't mean to ignore you and your little friend last night, but as you saw, I was just a tad bit busy. And once I had a new Childe, I simply forgot that you were there. I'm sorry, I will try to see that you aren't forgotten again." He ripped the flesh of has wrist open with his fangs, offering it to Kyle. "Drink, forgetful I might be, but I will never let you suffer like you once did."
Kyle moaned, pressing back against Loki, sobbing against his lips as he felt his master's hands on the waist of his pants, loosening the restrain there.
"Here, Loki," Sapphire smiled kneeling at his feet. "Let me help you Father." She smiled, pressing her face into his hand and he reached to stroke her cheek.
"Thank you." He smiled down at her has she went to remove Kyle's pants. "I appreciate all the help you give. I am still worried about them. I can use all the help I can get."
"My pleasure, Father. I will take care of him, you need to take care of Amy." She accepted Kyle's trembling body into her arms as Loki went to reach for Amy. "It's okay, pet." She smiled at him. "Your master, my Sire, he's going to go take care of your little friend. Why don't you and I go somewhere, so I can take care of you." She turned looking at Azrael, who was sitting just a few feet away with Torin. "Father, can I have your knife please?"
Azrael reached down and took it from the sheath in his boot. And smiling in approval handed it to her. "Go on Sapphire, take care of your Sire's charge."
Amy didn't pull away as Loki lifted her into his lap. She was beginning to believe that he really wouldn't hurt her. "Master." She sighed as she felt his mouth on her throat.
Loki would not feed from her, she was still too weak from her loss of blood, but he would bring her to him this way. He felt her body jerk, and heard the short, sharp cry as he bit, teasing her senses as he reached for the blade that Michael was holding out. Pulling away long enough to open a small cut up in his throat for her, before, lowering his mouth to tease her some more.
Amy sobbed against his neck as the intense wave of lust and desire washed over her. Shyness was gone, fear forgotten as she felt his hands on her.
Loki lifted his head, licking the smear of his blood on her lips as he kissed her. Mouth opening to hers as she responded. Feeling her press farther into his arms. Open, and willing. "Come, let's go join your friend as I make you mine." He carefully stood, cradling her in his arms as she buried her face in his shirt.
Sapphire looked up as Loki moved to join her and Kyle on the bed. The boy under her was lost in the same bliss that Amy had found herself in. And he was no, more, shy now than she was. "Come on honey, let's move over just a bit. My Father is coming to join us."
Kyle looked up, as he moved over, as Loki brought Amy to be with them. "Master?" He waited only long enough for Loki to lay the girl down before going into his arms. Everything was so good right now. He'd do anything for this man, for any of them if he were only asked. "Please, if you, you know, want to fuck me, please, I don't care if it hurts."
Loki just smiled at him, kissing him softly. "I'm not going to 'fuck', you baby, I will never 'fuck' you. I will love you, always love." He pressed him back against the bed. "And Kyle, love doesn't hurt." And as he had done with Amy, he sank his fangs into the boy's throat.
Sapphire held Amy, stroking her hair as she slowly pulled the girls clothes from her. Moving to touch her with utmost care. "Will I frighten you if I made love, to you, honey?"
The girl lay in her arms, looking up at her with shy trust. "No, I mean, yes, I would like that." The heat of her blush warmed Sapphire skin. "I, I had a girlfriend before, you know, Garren kidnapped me."
Sapphire just laughed, pulling away to finish removing her clothes. "Well, honey, would you like to be my girlfriend?"
Amy didn't answer her, at least, not, verbally. She wrapped her arms around her neck and pulled herself even closer.
Kyle was near crazed as Loki touched his body, teasing him. Never had he ever wanted this, but want it he did. And as he felt the cool lips, take, him, he felt as if he were exploding.
Loki pulled back long enough to moisten one finger before swallowing. And as he went back to loving the child under him, he gently inserted his, now, slick finger into him. Feeling the pleasure that the boy felt as he began to thrust gently.
Sapphire lifted Amy's face so that she could see Loki making love to the boy under him. "See baby, Loki won't hurt him, and he won't hurt you." She bent to bite gently at the girl's shoulder, moving down to capture a breast, pulling lightly on the nipple. "Now that you can see that Kyle is in no danger, and know that you aren't either, I'd love to make love to you." Her mouth moved to the other breast as a slow gentle hand slipped between her legs to stroke her sex with light pressure.
Amy held her as tight as she could as her legs parted to the hand that moved to bring pleasure and only pleasure. "Yes," she whispered. "Make love to me, Mistress."
Sapphire lifted her head to kiss the girl. "I am baby, I am."
Loki drew back, to catch Kyle's second release in his hand, using it to cover his own hardness, mingling it with his own seepage. "Kyle." He whispered, looking into the boys, heavy lidded eyes. Bringing his will down on the boy, pulling control from his tie with Azrael. "I won't hurt you. Never like this, not ever." And he turned the boy over, pulling his hips up so the boy could lay there, knees under him, "Now, I will make love to you. Always love."
Kyle cried softly to himself as he felt Loki move to enter, to cover, him. Welcoming the feeling as for the first time in his life, a man was with him, and it didn't hurt. And as he felt a gentle hand on him, teasing with easy, light, movements, the damn finally broke and he lay there, crying as Loki made love to him.
Sapphire laughed softly as Amy pulled her up, her little mouth demanding on hers. She had been so sweet, so, open, that now, she was willing to return the touches and love that Sapphire had showered her with. Letting her, roll, over and pull her on top. "Make love to me, Amy. Be my girlfriend, my lover."
Amy had had a girlfriend once, but never like this. She trembled as she shyly bent to tug on the ring in Sapphires nipple.
"Don't be shy, honey. I'm a vampire now, there is really nothing you can do to hurt me." And she took the girls face between her hands. "Don't be afraid honey, your hands feel so good."
Amy looked down to gaze on Sapphire's hairless sex. She looked back at Sapphire with a question in her eyes. "Yes, Amy, I know. I had Azrael remove my hair about a week after I had just gotten here. Tori kept complaining the my hair kept getting stuck in his teeth and asked his Sire to tend to the problem."
She blushed again. "Do you think?" She looked over where Loki was making love to Kyle.
"Yeah, baby, he would like that. I'll ask Azrael to take care of you." She kissed the girl. "Now, love, be my lover."
Loki felt his own orgasm, even as he felt the boy's wash over him, felt the warmth on his fingers as Kyle came again. He pressed against him, pulling him up, still embedded as he was. Lifting his hand to his mouth, to lick the cooling fluid from his fingers, and then feeding them to Kyle as he kissed him with almost brutal passion.
"Loki, love." It was Azrael's soft voice, just inches from his ear. "Here, beloved." He held out a wet washcloth and a small brown jar. "The boy is going to need this if you plan to have him make love to you, and remember, you will need that for Amy. Garren raped her, sodomized her brutally often. When you go to prove to her that you will never hurt her like this, you need to prove that it will be painless and wonderful."
Sapphire looked up. "Father," then she smiled a wicked little smile, "Daddy."
Azrael just chuckled smiling. "Yes dear?"
Sapphire looked down at Amy. "Go on baby, ask him." But the girl only looked down, blushing even harder. Sapphire squeezed her lightly. "She would very much like to be as hairless as me. But I don't think she is quite up to asking."
Azrael looked to Loki. "What say you Brother? She is your pet, yours and Sapphire's."
Loki answered by pulling Azrael's mouth back to his. * My, love. * The thoughts were soft as he pulled Azrael's head to his throat, even as he went to pierce his flesh.
Torin moved to pull Sapphire close as his Sire pulled Loki up into his arms, losing himself in the joy. "Our Father's are a bit busy right now, do you think Amy will let me touch her. I can deal with it, if she will."
Sapphire looked down into Amy's shy blushing, face. "Would it make it easier for you if Tori helped you? Azrael made him his at the same time Loki made me. He was as mortal as you are last night."
"Will, will it hurt?" She froze as Torin pulled her close.
"No, Amy, I won't hurt you." And as his hand covered her mound, "If anything the warmth you feel as I ground out the powers that I am using, it will feel good, so, very good." His fingers parted the lips of her sex as he stroked her, lightly. Smiling down into her face as he brought his fingers to his lips. "See sugar. I won't hurt you." And he lowered his mouth to hers. "Never like this, and never you." * Father, * his mind touched Loki's. * May I? *
* Of course, but later. I have to prove myself to her still. *
Torin looked down into the curious brown eyes that were looking up at him with wonder. "Later sugar, you master wants to love you first. But once he has, then trust me, I wouldn't love anything more than to drown in yours and Sapphires love."
Azrael reached for Torin, "come precious, the sooner you pull away, the sooner, your" he looked up at Sapphire smiling. "The, sooner, your Daddy, can show her how much he can love her."
Torin just growled playfully as he wrapped his arms around his Sire. "Daddy? I'm not Blue, Father. Loki is my Father, true he is second to you, but he is still my Father."
"Yes love, pity though, Loki would have found that word as charming as I do."
"I'll use it when I'm in his arms, again. But he is still my Father."
Loki cleaned the traces from his loving Kyle from himself. "Kyle, I hate to be away from you right now, but would you go and let my Childe hold you? You know I won't hurt you, but I have to prove to Amy that I will do her no more harm than I did you."
Kyle just moved, going to let Sapphire take him into her arms. He had been with her earlier, he knew he was safe.
Amy looked up at Loki as he moved to lie by her. She trembled from both want and nervousness. "M-master?" She whispered.
"Call me Loki, Amy." Then he stopped. "If I change your name, will you be able to let the past go easier?"
She looked up at him, tears sparkling in her eyes. "You, you are going to change my name?" A small tiny smile lit her eyes.
"If I choose the name Willow, would you be comfortable answering to it?"
"You're giving me a new name, like you gave her." She pointed to where Sapphire lay, loving Kyle. "Are you going to make me a vampire too?"
Loki just laughed, kissing her. "No, pet, your name is nothing like Sapphire's, there is no power to hold it. I am just doing what Maria suggested and giving you a new life." He felt her pull herself against him as she began to cry. "Ssshh, don't cry Willow, there isn't any reason for you to cry." He spoke her name, softly, trying it out.
She lay there against him, face pressed into his hair as she struggled to relax.
"Listen to me Willow." Loki lifted her face to look into his eyes. "Did I hear you correctly when you told Sapphire that you prefer your own gender? I'm going to make love to you now, and if once I'm done, you do not find my touch to be as sweet as Sapphire's, I will gift you to my Childe and you will never have to feel a mans touch again. But I have to make love to you. I have to show you that all men do not get pleasure from hurting you."
She nodded, biting at her lover lip. "I-I understand, an-and I'm not afraid of you. Not right now."
Loki turned to lay her under him. "You don't ever have to fear me Willow, I will never hurt you, I would never violate your trust like that."
She sobbed against his lips as he began to caress her. He was so gentle. So unbelievably, gentle, with her. Her hands roamed the expanse of his back as his head lowered and he took her left breast into his mouth. Softly caressing the right.
Sapphire pulled Kyle up. "Come on honey, let's go get you fixed as well."
"Fixed?"
"See your little friend? She had Tori fix her so no one will ever have to worry about a stray hair. I'm sure your master would like that for you as well. Besides, with the way she reacted to the feelings, I'm looking forward to seeing if you do the same."
"You're going to make me look like a little boy?" Kyle covered himself.
Sapphire just laughed at him. "Oh, no, Kyle, trust me, you won't look like a little boy. Little, boys don't come equipped like you have. I think it is just beautiful. Neither Tori or Azrael have hair there, do they look like boys to you?" She kissed him. "The only man who still has hair there is Loki."
Kyle closed his eyes, sighing. "Yes, Mistress." He took her hand.
Sapphire reached down to place a light kiss on Loki's cheek as he was making love to Willow. "I will be just a minute."
Loki looked up, capturing her lips in a, soul stealing, kiss. "Take your time dear, I have already proven to." He stopped for a moment again, "Proven to Kell that I will not hurt him, and I will not let him be hurt. So if you and that boy who calls me, Father, too, want to put him between you, feel free."
"Oh goody." She laughed, kissing him again. "Have fun Father, I know I will." And she rose from he bed, pulling the now very confused boy with her.
"Wh-what did he just call me?" He looked over his shoulder as Sapphire led him to where Azrael sat, holding Torin.
"Kell. He gave Willow a new name, so he gave you one too. New life, clean slate, and no more nightmares." She stopped before the two who sat watching her with avid curiosity. "Daddy," she smiled, "can I borrow Tori for a little while?"
Azrael nodded. "Just remember, he is still mortal and the two of you, together, might just devour him if you are not careful."
"Daddy!" Sapphire fussed as Kell tried to pull away if fear. "Please, Azrael, he doesn't know you are joking, he thinks Tori and I will feast on him."
*Child, * Azrael's amused thoughts touched him. * Both my Childe and my Step-Childe are newly made. You have nothing to fear from them in that regard. They will not hurt you. They cannot, not, like that. * "No Sapphire, neither you or my Son would ever dream of killing the boy, but between the two of you, in the state you both are in, and knowing you as well as I do. If you are not careful, you will wear him down to a husk."
"We'll be good Father," Torin moved to stand beside his bonded. "Hey Kell, so you want me to do to you what I did to Amy?"
"Willow." Sapphire corrected him. "My Sire gave her a new name, just like he did Kell. Her name is Willow."
Torin nodded. "Do you think our Father will mind if we went and found a quiet bed somewhere, so I can take care of him, fully?"
"You two go on, I am sure that Loki will not mind." Azrael just chuckle at the trapped look that Kell graced him with. "Go on child, my two will never hurt you."
Willow held Loki, lost in the torturously slow rocking motion he loved her with, again, no force just a slow gentle motion. She found herself lost it the warm blissful heat.
Loki leaned forward, pressing her back against the bed. "Now, Willow, burn with me." His fangs sank home. Moving to fill her with his burning desires as she cried out, giving into the flame he called up in her. Arms and legs wrapping themselves around him as, she met him in the raging fire that went to consume her.
* Careful, beloved, * Azrael's mind touched his. * As gloriously sweet as your girl is, she is still too weak to be fed from. *
Loki pulled away from her throat even as he came, feeding his pleasure back into the frail child under him, causing her to cry out, clinging to him as she was thrown into another orgasm. Shuddering against him as she held on, riding the waves.
He lay over her. Still inside her as he placed whisper light kissed over her lips and face. "So, Willow, do you want me to give you to my First-Born, or do you find peace in my touch?" He captured her hands, kissing them. "If you still want me, I will make love to you again, but this time, I will go to show you that I will never hurt you, no matter how I love you."
She looked up into his eyes, so trusting. "What are you going to do to me?"
"I'm going to make love to you like I made love to Kell." He lightly covered her mouth to stop her protest. "Did you see me hurt your friend? Trust me, I won't hurt you any more than I hurt him." She moaned as he removed his hand, pulling her face to his, mouth soft, lips trembling as she kissed him. He could feel himself harden inside her again. And as he held her to him, devouring her mouth, he began to rock gently again.
As Torin pulled away from Kell, leaving him as bare as he was, the boy turned blindly, mindlessly to Sapphire. Feeling her welcoming heat as she pulled him to her.
Torin held back, turning to Azrael. "Father?" He stepped back, motioning him to come closer.
"Go on Tori. If I make love to him, I will want you to make love to me, and I am afraid that we might crush my lifemate's pet if that happens." He kissed him. "I know both Sapphire and you must feel like no one has ever felt as you do right now, but it is very common for the first while. Remember our wants and feelings burn much brighter in us. Now, go, pull that boy up away from my girl and take, him, somewhere so that the child does not become shy." He pulled his newest Childe close, kissing him hungrily. "But later, if your girl's Sire agrees, I would love to be where that boy is going to be, trapped between the two of you." Torin just laughed.
Loki held Willow. Feeling her bend beneath him. He took a moment to coat himself before moving to fill her. "Am I hurting you Willow?" He breathed softly in her ear.
"No," she moaned as he began to rock her again. "Master." She turned her head, seeking his lips.
"Loki, Willow, here like this, call me Loki." He pulled her up against him, his hands capturing her breasts, biting gently on her shoulder as he made slow, easy, love to her. Feeling her shudder in his arms as she rocked with each thrust. "Gods, Willow, you feel so good." His hands lowered to begin to stroke her slowly, listening to her whimper low in her throat as he did so.
She rocked back hard, responding to his touch. "Please, Mas—I mean Loki." The beautiful heat rose in her again, teasing her senses without mercy. She began to melt with him as he fed his pleasure into her. She leaned back, sobbing against his lips as she reached up to hold him to her.
"Lean forward love, let me make you mine." A single hand in the small of her back leaned her forward as he gave into the warm, tight, rough heat that was her.
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Kell was in his own world, of light and heat and unbelievable pleasure as both Torin and Sapphire pressed him into a bed, moving as if they were one with a single minded effort to hear him cry in joy. "Baby," Torin moaned, pulling the boy's hands to his body. " Make love to me."
"I," he moaned against his lips. "What do you want me to do?"
"Cover me as I love Sapphire, make me cry in joy as I do the same for Blue."
He began to cry, so lost in what he was feeling, and so confused with what he felt that he didn't know what was expected of him. "I can't, please, I don't know how, I've never made love to a man before. What if I hurt you? Please, don't ask me to hurt you."
Torin just chuckled at him. "Kell, you can't hurt me. Be as wild as, you, want. I promise I will welcome your desires, never doubt that. Now me, I have to be careful with you, that is why I want you to make love to me, Azrael is right, I would really hate to try to explain to your master how I squashed you." He lay back pulling the youngster with him. "Make love to me, please baby, make love to me."
* * *
Willow lay against Loki, crying softly as he held her. The past two months were finally, completely over. She now had a master that didn't hurt her, didn't make her do things to herself or him that scared her. "Thank you," she whispered, stroking his chest.
"For what?" He bent and nipped at her nose. "For not being a monster?"
"No, for being so wonderful to me." She was finally brave enough to look him in the eyes without him trying to catch her gaze. 'For making me feel as if you care about me."
Loki only pulled her closer as he captured her lips with his own again. "You are wanted, Willow, both you and Kell. I will always want, and love you both. The wrongs, that, were done to both of you, they won't ever happen again. I will always love you. And I am hoping that with time, you will come to love me."
Willow bent to rest her head on his chest, a shy hand stroking the skin of his there. "I will, I mean I do." She looked up into his eyes. "Loki," her voice was soft. "Make love to me again. I mean, I know that all the bad is gone, but could you please remind me again."
He smiled up at her. "Always. But this time, as I love you, would it upset you if I had Azrael join us? He is my, Husband, my mate, if you will. And as such as much you master as I am."
She turned her head, looking to where Azrael sat, watching them. She blushed as she saw the gentle smile on his face. "He won't, you won't let him hurt me, will you?"
"Hurt you?" He just laughed at her. "Willow, sweet, he will never hurt you. No more than I will, and you believe I will never hurt you." He smiled at Azrael as the man sat watching them. * If you want, Azrael, Willow wants to make love again, and I want you. Would you come and give both of us what we want? *
Azrael moved from his chair, coming to stand by the bed. "You will not be afraid of me, will you?" He was pleased with his love; he had done so well with both of his new pets. And as well as it was going, he had no desire to risk frightening the girl. He held out a hand to her. "If you do not fear me, I will be happy to help your master hold you."
Willow looked first to Loki, before she meekly moved to allow Azrael to gather her close. "Loki, he says that you won't hurt me." She trembled in his arms. "I-I believe him."
Azrael moved slowly, handing Willow back to Loki as he moved to lie beside them. "No precious, I will never hurt you. I do not bring pain to any other than those who wish or deserve it. And trust me. You have been above reproach. So there is no reason for you to fear me or my touch."
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Torin was near mad, crying against Sapphire's lips as he felt Kell's shy movements as the boy went to make love to him, even as he made love to Sapphire.
"Oh," he jerked as suddenly he went into spasms as a blinding pain flooded through his body. He screamed, at, the burning agony that took all control as well as his consciousness hit him.
"Tori!" Sapphire cried both in pain and fear as her bonded fell against her.
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Azrael looked up in shock and fear as he felt his Childe's flight from the pain, * Torin? * But was met only with blackness.
Loki pulled away, reaching to touch his Childe's mind, * Sapphire? * The love and pain in his thoughts flowed back to her, even as he took Azrael's hand.
Kell fell back as Sapphire gathered Torin to her, tears streaming down her cheek as she tried to reach him. * Tori, * but he wasn't there, nothing was. * Loki, Master, Father. *
Azrael, appeared, Loki in tow, reaching to take his now unconscious Childe into his arms.
Sapphire didn't want to give her mate up, but there was nothing she could do for him. She couldn't feel him anymore, the space in her that had been his, since, their bonding was now empty. "I can't feel him anymore." She went into Loki's arms, huddling there, "Master, I can't feel him anymore."
*Torin, * again, and again, Azrael cast his name into the void. * Answer, me love, do not leave me. * But it was no use, no matter how hard he called, no matter how desperate his thoughts were. The boy in his arms lay silent and unmoving.
Kell sat watching them as they fought for the boy's life. He would be, blamed, for this. He knew it. And he also knew that what little peace that he had been granted, he would lose.
There was nothing there, Azrael's heart contracted as he felt the blankness. Torin, his precious Mageling and beloved, Childe, was gone. Dead, but not dead. His mind was forever lost to him now. He knew this, even as he struggled to alter the truth.
He would have to kill him, see that his body joined his mind in its true death. "He is gone." He whispered softly, stroking Torin's hair and he wept. "My son is gone."
"No!" Sapphire grabbed the still body, held to the man that was her soul. "No, please no." But even as she denied Azrael's words, she knew that they were true. She wept with pain as her soul, her very essence, screamed in agony,
"Let him go, precious, let him go. Let me see to him." Gently, carefully, he took Torin's head between his hands, looking up at Sapphire. "Forgive me precious." And with a single hard twist, broke the boy's in his arms, neck, killing him quick, letting his soul free to follow his mind.
Sapphire never made a sound as her body jerked once before crumbling against Loki as her soul followed that of his into final death.
Loki cried out as he felt his Childe's life leave him. * Sapphire! * His soul screamed as he tried to pull her back. Fighting the weakness in him as he crushed her to him.
Azrael gently lay the dead boy on the bed, pulling Sapphire's body from Loki, going to help his lifemate, even as his soul bled with pain. "Forgive me." He lay her beside her bonded. "Forgive me, my precious ones." He fell against Loki, crying as he did.
The door to the room flew open as Michael followed by Shadow entered both Zak and William just inches behind. "Azrael, Sire?" The soul killing pain, and the emptiness the terrible emptiness that he saw in his old Sire's eyes, was all that he needed to see to know that both his brother and sister were dead. "No."
Shadow stood there, numb with shock as he took in the horrible truth. Stood there, even as Zak and William forced their way past him to join both Azrael and Loki on the bed as they wept with such loss. "Megel?" He whispered, fighting the pain he felt when his Sire looked up at him, pain and denial in his eyes. "Th-they're dead aren't they?"
Michael nodded, reaching to pull both Azrael and Loki close.
William grabbed the woman that he loved more than life and shook her. "Robby," he began to, cry, as there was no answer. "Robyn," and even more desperately, "Sapphire."
Joseph stood in the door, Willow in his arms as he saw and felt the awful truth. "Megel?"
Michael looked up from where he sat holding both his Sire and Loki. "Take Shadow, take him and the pets out of here Cain." He sobbed against Azrael.
Kell cringed, crying as Joseph reached for him. "I, I'm sorry, Master. I didn't mean to hurt him."
Loki looked up, fighting the agony he felt at the death of his Childe, his 'First-Born' . "Go with him Kell." He whispered. "Peace, this isn't your fault. Just go and I will talk to you later." And he returned to his pain.
"Come on Kell, Shadow you take Willow, we don't need to be here for this." He knew what was going to happen, and he really didn't think they needed to be here for it. Michael was right, they needed to go somewhere and mourn the death of the two that had become so important to them.
William sat there, rocking Sapphire in his arms. Tears of pain and loss fell down his cheeks. She was dead. First Adrian and now her. He was alone again. The coldness in his heart hurt so much. "She's dead." Over and over he muttered the words. "She's dead Zak."
"I know love. I know." There was nothing he could do to ease his lovers pain, not now, not with the pain of her passing still so fresh in him.
"Gabriel," Michael was crying. "Take Will and leave. Let us say goodbye."
Zak fought with William to pull him away from the now dead body of their love. "Come on baby." He tried to be as gentle as he could to capture his arms against him. "Megel is right, they have to take this time to finish this."
William pulled away, turning both pain filled and hateful eyes on Azrael. "You killed her." He hissed. "Damn you, you killed her." He motioned to Torin's corpse that still lay there. "You and that fucking monster."
Zak pulled back from his release of her soul. "Ssshh," He hushed him. "No, Will, it isn't his fault. Don't do this, can't you see what this is doing to them both. You lost a friend today, but he lost a Childe." He rose, pulling the still struggling boy, his Chosen, into his arms. "Forgive him, Azrael." And he left.
The room was silent save the sounds of sobbing. Sobs from pain so great, that it was indescribably. Zak had been right. He had lost his Childe tonight, and with his death, Loki's Childe too.
Michael pulled Azrael pained face up. "What happened?"
"I do not know. I had asked Loki to safeguard my precious one, and if she were in danger, take her as his. He did, and it was right. They both were fine, and now--." He could do no more than weep. "I thought he was fine. But his mind, it died." Again, the agony of his loss, "I had to set his soul free, Megel, and with his death, Sapphire, she went too." He captured Loki's face, kissing him, trying to share his grief with, one, who suffered as he did. "I'm sorry, beloved, but I just could not let him live not as he was. Forgive me."
Loki pressed his head against his lover's chest. "I know." He cried, the pain he was feeling was worse than, any. He had ever felt before. He had been given, by cruel fates, a Childe, and had her ripped from him in one brief moment. Deep in his soul, he knew that the only thing that was keeping him sane, and not letting him fall, was the man in his arms. The, man, that had killed his Childe, his First-Born.
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Morgan looked up. Fear and pain in her face as Joseph, followed by Shadow led the two mortals into the room. "Joey?"
Joseph let Kell, go, turning to Shadow as Willow was forgotten, and his friend and younger brother fell into his arms crying. "They're dead." And together they mourned.
"Who is dead?" David was up at once. "Who died Cain?"
"Sapphire and Tori." He just held Shadow, suffering as he did.
"But," David looked to where Selene, sat, a horrified look on her face as Casey started to cry. "How, and why?"
"I don't know, I, all I was told was that they died. And I had to take Shadow and Loki's pets from the room. They have to say goodbye to the two."
"Lilith, take Casey from Selene, Christian see to Mat." Then he looked up at both Lerion and Derrick. "The elder is going to be away for a while, see to Morgan." And he held out a hand to Selene. "Come on, we have to see to our master."
Morgan fell against Lerion crying in pain and loss. "This is going to kill him." She sobbed.
"No," Lerion tried to be firm, but he knew what it felt like to lose someone so close as Sire to Childe. When his Sire had died it had been so hard to keep living. "You won't let it." He gathered the sobbing little mortal, the elder's precious Chosen, to rest in his lap. "He still has you. You have to make him, see that Morgan don't let him fade. Make him see that he still has a reason to live."
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David stood in the doorway, Selene at his side. "Azrael?" He whispered.
Selene moved quickly to go to the man that had given her back her life. "Master?"
"He is dead." Azrael didn't look up as he reached for her. "My Childe is dead."
"What happened?" David went to offer what comfort he could give, helping Michael to support the two grieving parents.
"We don't know Vincent." Michael's voice was pure pain as he looked up at the younger Kin. "We just don't know, Tori died and Azrael had to set his soul free. And when he did, Sapphire was lost to us as well. Her soul was his as his was hers."
Selene looked down at the two, who, lay, so quiet, so still. "They are together now." She whispered.
Azrael pulled away, fighting the pain that what he still had to do would cause him. Gathering Torin's body to him. "Sleep well, my love." And as his fangs pierced the now lifeless flesh, he drank. * I release you, go in peace my love, go, in peace. * "You too brother, release your Childe." He handed Sapphire to Loki, even as Michael took Torin's body from him. Sobbing as he too bid his little brother safe sleep.
The blood was cold in his mouth as he drank. Hating this part of his life more than anything else, to have to release his final link to the soul of one of his own sibs. "You too, sister. Tori was more help to you than any of us, save our Sire."
Loki pulled back from Sapphire, a cry of indescribably pain as he held her to him. He had just had her, for such a short time. And now she was gone, forever gone to him. Michael had to help Azrael to pull the body from him. He didn't want to let her go, not now, not ever.
"Loki." Michael whispered, pulling him close. "She is gone, let Azrael say his good-byes to her. He loved her as much as you did. Let him tell her so as she leaves us."
Loki stopped fighting them as Sapphire was taken from him. His soul was lost with hers. Life had taken from him again, and as Azrael passed the limp and lifeless body to Michael, he fell against his love. "I-I am alone a-again." He stammered.
"No, Loki, you will never be alone, as long as we are together, we will never be alone." Azrael reached and took the dead body of his Childe from Selene. "Release him love, let him go." * Please, love, if, Sapphire meant anything to you, anything, at, all let her soul bond free to join her. *
Azrael waited just long enough for David to make his own farewells before taking Torin back into his arms, to finish with him. His Childe was dead. His heart broke as the blood from his Childe's body flowed into him.
Michael looked up, mind reaching out for his other siblings. * Ezekiel, Izabo, Ariel, Ash, * and, even farther still. * Kale, Ventor, come, * he sent out the call to all of his Sire's still living children to come and mourn with him.
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