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"You're right I would give up anything to to meet with you! That hasn't changed! But don't you dare fucking lie to me! you said it yourself! You came here to kill me! I'm not supposed to even be alive! I'm a mistake!" She screamed angrily back at him, tears started to run down her cheeks, as she whiped around to meet his eyes. He dared to use her own words against her when he had just put a gun up to her head. 

After declaring his promise, he firmly placed his lips and body on hers in a tight embrace; her tears flowed even heavier and she could only stand there in shock as he kissed her, feeling mysteriously weak, then watch him leave. 

Once he had left, her knees gave and she collapsed onto the ground in shock. She lightly touched her lips, grazing them with the tips of her fingers, as the memory of the sensation was fresh in her mind. Her heart was beating to the point where it was painful. She didn't know what to do, how to react. Her body reeled and fell numb as she climbed to her feet and made her way to her bed then collapsed, blacking out instantly. In her dreams, she would be haunted by fragments of long forgotten memories. Blood. The scent of death. Screams of agony. Tainting her mind as she slept. 

On the palms of her hands, her chest, and her forehead, burns started to appear on her skin from the silver plating of Destiny's barrel, rousing memories once long hidden in amnesia.