❛ don’t you get it? i’ve been stabbed, shot, hanged, put to the guillotine, drowned, and even burnt at the stake. i’ve seen the true horrors of this world and they are not something you can fight with a few sharply placed words behind pristine white walls. these creatures were here before us and will be long after us. i’m the one that’s in-between it all. i’m theMOST LOYAL. ❜
❛ we all have duty and honor. i have chosen to put the needs of the people first and by default it’s made me a traitor to the very country i serve. so i regret nothing. ❜
❝ don’t fool yourself thinking there is only one specific reality out there. there is a fuck ton of them – all together one on top of another. sometimes, they bleed through – i’m from the year 2085 and i’ve DAMNED my own kind to slavery and then extinction. i’m here to find out as much as I can about these CREATORS and then i’m going to stop them. i’m going to REWRITE HISTORY. ❞
A landing a hit, Thor stays were he was, a voluntary punching bag for Ky to let loose his anger upon. Perhaps with its release, that venting of dark furies that could take hold of human and god alike, the male might return to a reasonable state, far less likely to jump at those who had the misfortune of using his full, mortal name.
Because of his decision to stay put, the blond felt his hand being snatched at but refused to budge, heels forming earthy troughs when the damp ground betrayed his firm footing. Rather than land another attack, he blinked whilst his head titled to the side, wondering what was he intending to gain from this snatch of limb.
No matter, he wasn’t going to wait to find out. Letting his left eye glow with bright white light, he channels electricity into the seized limb, delivering several jolts to Ky in a bid to stop their fight for now.
ky’lar wasn’t above using more of his… fatal abilities if it meant proving a point to someone. still, the use of his name – his full name, rather – sent him into a spiral of rage that even he couldn’t control.
a reason to why he wasn’t caring about what could go wrong. no, he was just focusing on what could possibly happen if he held on long enough. while his abilities were…volatile at best and sporadic at the worst…there was part of him that knew how much damage he could inflict if he got the timing right.
sadly enough, this was one of the few days his abilities ( from his father’s side ) were not entirely active. or it was quite possible he didn’t have enough time to properly activate them. in truth, not even ky understood half of what he could do, but all the same… that didn’t stop him from using them.
still, a moment later – not even enough time to squeeze the other’s flesh-, and he let out a massive scream. it was all he could do as he fell to his knees. the pain was unbearable, but it wasn’t like he could do anything about it. not when it felt like his entire body was being put through the blender.
suffice to say, ky was on the losing end of this fight, and there was no doubt that it had been stopped for now.
excuse me. pardon me. now, i’m a reasonable person. but not one (1) person has confessed their undying love for the idea of me, and frankly? none of you respect the work i put into cultivating a false image of happiness which protects my heart from real relationships or trust. like, it takes time to be an emotionally distant figure with a fluid personality that shifts based on the company because i’m terrified of who i might actually be. like, no offense? but the fact i am entirely numb and unsure of whether or not i am even truly capable of love shouldn’t stop you? despite the fact that i frequently crash and burn and ruin my own life – like, my hair is soft? and i’ve got nice eyes? so fuck you, honestly,
Some things were just routine – Like him wanting those damn winchesters dead, wanting to get revenge on his brothers and fighting with Ky. It was just the way things were and he doubted they’d change. Even if the fights were mundane and he hated them. It was just the way things were. And sometimes routines never changed.
He knew the other would follow any mad plan Lhe concocted and he also knew he’d do anything to help Lucifer acheive his goals and maybe that was why he didn’t push the other away. Or maybe it was the way the angel felt – he wasn’t sure and was pretty sure he wasn’t about to explore said reason either.
❝ Yes we shall. ❞ Words spoken with a conviction that was almost foreign to him but it was also his promise. That despite the bumps in the road they would get through this together and show all those that wanted them to fail.
to say ky was committed was an understatement nor would he ever say such things. nor would he admit them. all he needed to do was prove he was loyal and stay by lucifer’s side. he came here due to the fact he loved him — will always love him. the only problem was that there was doubt they would ever get out of here.
and his own way he was content with that — content with the fact he would never get to go home. a reason to why he pulled himself together with a grunt. they needed to find a way out, to rip this world apart if needed, and only then… they could get enact their revenge.. of a sort.
“just lead the way.” or, rather, lead the way so that ky could follow. hiding behind lucifer was key in this. the archangel would protect him like he always had.
Hellfirebound 