57 : The Fall

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GUYS. I'm ready to give birth oh

I think I cried more than I wrote.

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The smell of death was putrid; a gut twisting reminder that no one is truly invincible.

"No, no," I gasped out so softly I barely heard myself. Leo's head rolled on the ground before resting on its side. It wasn't ... He couldn't be...

"Maximal! MAXIMAL!" Orion thundered first in heart-wrenching grief and then in a murderous madness. The sky was matching Orion's mood: an ominous stretch of darkness which boomed with flashing light, threatening to burn the earth.

His wrath was untameable; so frightening in its purest form.

As his emotions got the best of him, his eyes turned an almost deranged jet-black and he threw his arms out; his hands creating thick sable ropes of destruction which sped along the ground, and shot up the walls of the school building, tying a hangman's rope around the plant life and crushing them mercilessly; the bricks of the building darkened in colour.

Soot-black mist rose up from the ground, twirling around Orion's body like a passionate lover before engulfing him in a large mouthful. The outline of his body was still slightly visible. There was a frighteningly loud crash and it seemed like the sky was under attack; lightening obliterating absolutely everything.

Unexpectedly, peace followed seconds later; a peace that held no meaning of the true word. A peace that was so suddenly eerily silent; managing to raise goose bumps: indicating of something very wrong, something that went against the very laws of nature.

It was as if life was being destroyed in the most inhuman, cruellest way possible.

And just as sudden as it came it pulled out of every breath, every thought, putting the sky to sleep and disappearing in a cloak of a lingering illness.

I drew in a breath of the chilly air, feeling my lungs expand and looked around frantically.

Orion wasn't there, amongst the bloodshed and his rage, he had gone.

"Leo," suddenly, I was sobbing, tearing across the ground on numb legs, tumbling down besides the headless body. "You can't be gone, please Leo, come on. He needs you, he's your friend, your family... I'm your family."

The sickness that came first started in the mind, evolving into something physical.

I pressed my palms forcefully into the ground as the stench of metallic blood wafted strongly under my nose.

"Leo, why --" I pressed a hand to my mouth, my cheeks wet, shaking my head in disbelief and grief. The enormity of the life loss grabbed you and choked you; restricting your breathing.

"I can't find him, I can't and Leo's..." Orion's soft, heart-aching whisper came from a few feet away and what was once a strong man - collapsed like a broken man, his body giving away, and he fell to his knees. "He can't be dead. You need to tell me he's not dead." His body shook in sorrow as he sobbed, misery in his voice, ache burning vividly in his mournful gaze. "What am I going to do? He's gone and I can't -- I can't." His cries became louder, his throat raw with grief.

"Orion," seeing him so destroyed, his will disintegrated, his breathing ragged in distress hurt.

"No, he's gone, he's gone and I don't know what to do," Orion cried, misery his second skin. He clutched his hair in a fit of sudden anger. "Help me, please, help me. I can't do this. He was my --"

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