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WHEN I OPENED MY EYES, after only a few seconds rest I found Ryane knocked out beside me. I needed to get back to Sig. I saw the carnage that became of Greisen, now all that mattered was getting back to my lover, my man, whatever you wanted to call him, he was mine. She was down, Keegan was too far away. I hoped she would forgive me, but there was no time to ask for permission. I grabbed her by the head and pulled my Dragon forward enough to rip into her throat and draw blood. More Pureblood would invigorate me, heal me and help me fly again. I needed my strength, I needed the speed. I needed to be the truest me. I pulled a bit of my acid to my tongue and used it to cauterize the wound until it could heal and laid her down, then I took to the air while none paid me any mind.
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NO! NO! NO! I LANDED at the base of the cars to find Hans with his head in his hands and Sig’s sword at his feet. A Dragon’s sword at their feet means only one thing.
Death.
“No, Baby.” I pushed Hans out of the way, but he grabbed me, pulling me away.
“You can’t save him. He’s already gone,” Hans shouted at me. “Just back away, he’s a fire Dragon, it’s dangerous to get too close.”
“I don’t care!” I fought him, my wings coming out, thrashing and cutting into him, but he held me through it as Sig’s body went up in flames right before my eyes. He pulled me back as I watched in horror, the body consumed in flames.
They burned white hot, then blue, and then the car itself ignited, exploding, and I collapsed.
That was it, my chest, my heart was torn out, I couldn’t breathe, I sobbed with my face in the filthy concrete, feeling like I was the one consumed in flames.
I felt hands on me and looked up to see Keegan and Ryane both choking back their own tears.
“There was nothing more we could do,” Keegan whispered. “Come on, come home with us.” He gingerly put his arm around me and I fell into him. I didn’t know what else to do.
“Um, if I might?” Hans stopped us. We turned, looking at him. We were all exhausted, you could see and feel it between us.
“You may not want to leave just yet. Not unless you want to leave him here, confused and lost. Without a trigger, there is no memory on resurrection.” He looked at Alewar sadly. “I’m sorry we were not there for yours, my son.”
“Son, wait, I thought you were Sig’s father?” Keegan asked, perturbed.
“I am, and that is his twin brother.”
I shook my head. “Are you telling me he’s not dead?”
“I’m telling you he’s quite dead, but that he will resurrect and if you leave, he will be naked, cold, hungry and very alone. So you may want to camp out.” Hans smiled. “We Rembrandt males all become Phoenix.”
I ran from Keegan to Hans, jumping on him and kissing his mouth. “Thank you, thank you for being you, for being alive, for whatever you are and have done.” I looked at Keegan and Ryane. “You go, I’m waiting. I want to see him when he comes back!”
“I’m not going anywhere.” Ryane crossed her arms. “Especially considering this whole area is going to be crawling with cops in about ten minutes. We’re gonna have to hide and then hope he doesn’t just pop up as they are searching the place!”
“How will he resurrect?”
“Damned if I know how, we just do, there’s fire and smoke and the smell of sulfur, then there we are in a circle of flames.”
I nodded. Well, then it’s to the rooftops to watch for it.”