Loss

He was falling.

The young evil mastermind, at the age of eighteen, was falling in love. His deep black eyes searched over the sleeping figure of the blue haired hero- what was it they called themselves? Supernova. A stupid name for a stupid group. Cyrus wrapped the bed sheets around his naked body even tighter, stepping away from the large windows of the hotel, shutting them, his eyes sick of the night lights that polluted the world. The city was a familiar one, even in such height, and the memories they filled him with sickened him.

He made his way back to the bed, his small figure drowning under the sheets, his light weight barely moving the bed as he made his way on top of it. And yet, Andy woke up, his brilliant blue eyes fluttering and wandering until they met Cyrus. It was then that the dark haired boy decided to drop the covers over him, which tugged a smile over the others' lips. “We goin' for another round?” he asked, in that childishly sleepy voice of his. Why him? Why now? How could Cyrus develop such deep feelings for someone so innocently naive- and the enemy at that?

“Yeah,” left Cyrus' lips as he crawled closer to Andy, their lips touching as their hands wandered elsewhere. This had to stop. The longer this went on, Cyrus knew he would only fall deeper in love. So it was then, in the middle of making love, did he decide he would have to kill Andy, the key to his heart. Otherwise, he'd have a pretty big weakness to hide, and that was too much.

Because he knew Andy would be dead in the next few days, Cyrus allowed himself to hum the words, “I love you” when Andy started to fall asleep. He slipped out of the bed then, as careful as he could, dressing himself. It was time to plan the death of the man he loved.

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Andy saw what was happening. Heck, he was pretty sure everyone did. “James! Bee! Little help here!” he shouted out both physically and in his mind, as he used a gust of wind to prevent the wave of ravens that came out of nowhere. They were all attacking him, as egotistic as that sounded. Through his peripheral vision, he saw the others fighting sure, but he and the others saw that lately, more and more of the attacks have been aimed at him.

Suddenly, the attacks stopped, an explosion was heard, and the ravens disappeared, along with the darkness. Everyone looked up at the building that was aflame, Andy flinching when a hand suddenly planted itself on his shoulder. He turned and found the telepath, Alexander, staring back at him. “We need to talk,” he commented roughly.

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After much assurance that Andy did nothing to offend the mastermind or any of the other antagonists moreso than he usually did, the others mustered up a plan. Now, all that was left was waiting. Waiting for an attack that you wanted to come seemed to take forever compared to suprise attacks. Suddenly, the telepath shouted, “Andy! You're up!” Instantly the blue haired boy was on his feet and out of the base, on his ridiculous looking bike, pedaling as Alexander relayed directions through his mind.

The plan was simple. He was to distract Penumbra, Cold Sword and Raveness while the other Supernovas went out to search for the mastermind. They knew he was always close, and more often than not had one of his lackies close by. So, Andy braced himself at the on coming fight.

They were missing one person. The ravens were there and the earth was shaking... but the darkness wasn't here. “Penumbra!” he thought, sending the message to Alexander, “Penumbra's with the mastermind!” And just as he thought it, a chunk of earth pushed through his ribs, sending him back, rolling away just in time to prevent a raven from gouging out his eye. Alexander replied, “We know, we've-” he was cut off by the ravens shrieking loudly. Andy got to his feet, his breathing jagged wincing at each attempt, his hands wandering over his chest. Yep. Broken ribs.

He looked up, expecting to see the Raveness throw one last bird or Cold Sword slice his blade, but all he saw were a flock of black ravens flying off. Cold Sword was lost in the crowd, nowhere to be found.

Naturally, Andy followed the birds.

What he found were the Supernovas- Penumbra was knocked out to the side, the flock of ravens attacking each Supernova equally now, the earth shaking, and churning, and rising as the two loyal followers did their best to defend their master. Speaking of which... where was he? And in the corner he saw a figure. Shifting the air around his arm into a blade, he snuck by to strike the mastermind... but it wasn't him. It was-

“Cyrus?”

The dark haired boy looked up to meet Andy, tears brimming in his eyes. What was he doing here? Did the mastermind drag him here, knowing he was Andy's weakness? The focus on his wind blade died as he rushed towards the fragile boy, his arms wrapping around him. “Are you okay? Are you hurt? Shh, don't cry, what's wrong?”

“Why...” started the boy, in between sobs. And then Andy felt something warm sliding over his uniform... and when his blue eyes wandered from Cyrus to his stomach, realized what it was. He was bleeding. Cyrus had stabbed him. “Why couldn't you just die?” finished Cyrus as Andy turned his attention back to him.

“ANDY!” shouted someone, he wasn't sure who, all he knew was that one of Bee's bullets flew past Cyrus' head, his lover's body falling into his arms. “Bee, take Andy to the hospital! Quick!”
“No,” Andy tried to fight, already losing consciousness. He didn't get to talk to Cyrus yet about the words of love he had said last night they spent together. He didn't get to kiss Cyrus goodbye yet. “Cyrus- I need- stop!” The cry was weak as Benehime wrapped her tan arms around him, carrying him as they flew off, the last noise Andy hearing were the sad cries of the ravens at the loss of their master.



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For once, a story for characters /not/ between me and riley.
woww.

this was super rushed; i dished it out in less than an hour, so like excuse the stupid. Even the picture is awful. I'll probably scrap this- that, or edi t it. I DUNNO.

In this story, only Bee and Cyrus belong to me. The others belong to various people that don't have a dA i think.