Xyon and Xenia

Chapter 53, part 2

"You are too late, Xander it's over". My mother said as she walked towards him. Confusion started to draw upon his beautiful features.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked but I could detect the tremor that slipped into his voice.

"Cynthia took her own life since she couldn't be persuaded to live in a world where you were not her partner" my mother continued in a fake broken voice and Odin just nodded his agreement.

Xander was visibly shaken by her words and the Axe in his hand started to glow an unnatural red color!

No, no, no please don't believe them. I started to bang on the walls surrounding me but in vain. Tears were flowing freely down my face as I knew what this meant. This was the end. Xander was going to kill everyone! Only to live with the true curse of being a murderer for the rest of eternity.

I kept banging harder on the walls which only got me a small shake of a head from Odin.

Why were they doing this to us? How can they be so cruel?

"Xander, this has been a long time coming and we all know that you didn't come here in peace. You had already decided what your intention was the minute you accepted the Axe which only proves my belief all along of what your true nature is" Odin said with disappointment and something else that I couldn't point out.

Warriors started pouring in. All sorts of magical weapons were being drawn out and ready to be used against Xander but you could clearly see how everyone knew that their death was signed the minute they saw the Axe in Xander's hand, just proving the prophecies that were written in stone.

Xander kept looking around at each and everyone taking them all in finally his eyes settled on Odin. Taking heavy steps he stood facing him.

"I know she is alive I know she is alright. I wouldn't be alive if she was dead it's that simple" he said with conviction.

"I don't know where she is and I don't know if I can ever see her again, but what I do know is that you all have painted me to be this kind of a monster even before I was born and no matter what I did and no matter how much I sacrificed it wasn't good enough for you to believe that there was good in me".

"This" he tossed the Axe from one hand to the other "is not because of a need I have for destruction but because you forced it on me" with that he went to face mother, she just flinched a few steps back and fear was starting to settle on her beautiful features.

Odin came to stand beside her but everyone was a bit hesitant scared of what might Xander's next move be. Clearly he was distraught, broken, and angry a very deadly combination which was emphasized by the nonstop fiery glow of the Axe that was craving for blood, craving for this feud to be settled once and for all...

"You hate me a lot don't you?" He stated more than asked to which mother just pursed her lips.

Anger was radiating off of Xander as he started to inhale and exhale deeply.

"You come here with the weapon of our destruction. You come here with the intention of killing us all. You have loved a goddess, my only daughter when you were not destined to be with her. You ruined my child's life and you ask me if I hate you? Yes Xander I do hate you. I hate you with every fiber in my existence. I can never accept a monster" she said haughtily that was it! the Axe was now spitting fire and Xander's hand was getting burned yet he didn't care he kept looking at her incredulously.

"Is that what you think? I'm a monster? How can you label someone as such without them having done anything to prove them being one?" His question was directed to everyone standing yet no one answered afraid of infuriating him any further.