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Roxas listened to everyone but didn't really take in what was being said. His mind was on something else. The fact the Eileen was following them bothered him a lot. She must be planning something. That being said, no one else saw her and there was still something in his head telling him it was all just a hallucination. There's just no way. He would think I killed her with my own two hands she can't be alive.

His thought prosses was interrupted once they all started to move. The man mansion was massive. Roxas looked ovwr at Morthos as they entered and felt a little envious of him. Of course he already knew that he was rich but, didn't think it was like this. Again, his thought prosses was interrupted. This time by Jax hinting towards Eileen. He didn't know if she knew anything about her at all so he wasn't really sure how to react to the statement.

"Well I'm sure we'll do fine." Roxas smiled, hiding the way he really felt. If Eileen was here and she desided to show herself, they wouldn't do fine. In fact, the others would be quite dead. When that thought went through his head, he gripped Ophelia's hand tightly and kept her close. He wasn't going to lose the one good thing in his life.
Roxas followed the others and looked around the forest. It was a little creepy and he could feel something watching them. He followed up the rear and kept an eye on his surroundings. Many things could happen in a foggy forest. When the group made it to the gates, Morthos started to talk to the guards. He said something about a lord then something appeared in the corner of his eye. Roxas' head shot to the left and saw the outline of a person. The figure vanished suddenly right as Roxas saw it. "Keep an eye out Roxas. She's here." Ifrit said low in his head. Roxas knew exactly who he was talking about and a slight shiver went up his spine. For a second there whatever frustrations he had with Ophelia st the moment vanished. A bigger problem arrived and he didn't want anything to happen to Ophelia.

Roxas heard Ophelia's voice then snapped his head back forward. A lot was going through his mind right now. He was still mad at Ophelia but, with this new found knowledge of Eileen being present, all he wanted to do was be close to her. Roxas made the decision that right now was not the time to be mad and he'd talk to her about it later when they were't in danger. He moved close then grabbed Ophelia's hand bringing her close. "She's here." He said under his breath to her. He had explained once before who Eileen was to Ophelia and he had hoped that she would get what he said. Jax seemed to overhear him too and glanced at him real quick before looking back at Morthos. Roxas wasn't sure if Ophelia had told her anything or not but, he was ready to explain if needed.
Roxas listened while Morthos explained everything. Everything kind of made sense while he talked. Then he started to count down as if they were about to take off or something. Without finishing, he started the jump. Things started to feel a little odd and he really didn't like the way this was going. Colors weren't looking right and it was almost as if he was on lsd. Just like that though, they arrived at their destination. Roxas started to feel sick to his stomach then grabbed Jax's Shoulder and threw up all. It took a minute or so for him to quit. For a second there Ifrit took control and under his breath, "If you ever do that again I'll rip your throat out." No one was able to hear except for maybe Jax. The voice wasn't Roxas' either. After that quick second he looked up at Jax then nodded as to say he was okay. Roxas took in the surroundings which wasn't much. Fog enveloped the whole land and you couldn't see anything. Morthos made a little fireball then had everyone follow him.
Roxas loved Ophelia's show and when it came time to see her after, he rushed over to her and kissed her lightly. "The show was fantastic. You were amazing." Everyone else complemented her for her performance too. After awhile though it was time for the two of them to go to the after party. Roxas really wasn't sure about that part but, he figured it would be okay. He wasn't going to leave Ophelia's side most of the night anyways.

The party had turned out to be fun just like he though. There was food and music and he got to dance with Ophelia for a bit but, he was ready when it was time to go home. The two of them made it back just in time to hear Jax yelling about chicken being done. This kinda startled him but, laughed a bit after. Ophelia had left for a minute to get changed into some pj's and Roxas just waited for her to retuen. It wasn't like they haven't changed together before but with Jax around he decided to just stay in the living room. Once she came back though, he went into change as well. He figured tonight he'd stay with her. It didn't take to long for his to change but he kinda wished it did because the second he came out, Ophelia started talking about how she wasn't feeling well and Jax replied with, "Maybe it's that sleeping pill thing you've been taking." Roxas stopped in his steps and stared right at Ophelia. She never told him that she was talking a sleeping potion. Normally he more than likely wouldn't have cared. She was always looking tired and he really felt bad that she couldn't sleep. Now that it was out in the open and a month later no less, he was a little pissed off. She had wanted him to be open to her and he was. He told her everything she wanted to know and didn't keep anything from her. The fact that she had been hiding it for god knows how long really put him off.

"What." Roxas said in a low and very unimpressed tone. He was just about to say something more, when Morthos popped in rammbling on about something. What impeccable timing. He thought to himself. "Mothos I'm right here what's the problem?" He really didn't want to deal with this right now and wanted to get answers out of Ophelia but, he said something about his mom being in danger and he could ignore that. "Here take deep breaths and slow down. Why is your mother in danger and why do we have to leave right now?" He said as he walked up to him trying to calm him down. Which was kinda rich because Roxas wasn't calm at all at the moment. Once Morthos was calmed down a bit, Roxas shot Ophelia a glare that pretty much said, "We're talking later."
Ophelia’s arms reached out as the bullet went through her chest and out through the back of her shoulder blade. She grabbed at the door frame, gasping as pain overtook her sensations. Blood began to pour down the front and back of her body. She let out a loud, guttural growl from her throat, her eyes shifting even darker than they had been previously.

She tried her best to focus, moving inside of the house further then. Her eyes came to rest on Roxas, who seemed to be unconscious or something in the living room. Ophelia could feel the wound begin to heal, her clothing stained with blood, and her cloak shredded against her back slightly. She staggered over to Roxas then and leaned down next to him, moving her fingertips to his throat to feel for a pulse. From what she could tell, he seemed fine, so with much effort, she lifted him up off the floor and brought him to his bedroom, placing him on his back on the bed.

Ophelia left the room momentarily once Roxas was on the bed, and went into the bathroom to try and clean the wound before it fully healed. She winced as the water entered the wound and she could tell she was lucky it missed literally everything vital to her life force. Once she was cleaned up slightly, she headed back to the bedroom quickly, sitting down on the bed and watching Roxas’ face intently.


Roxas’ eyes shot open and it took him a minute to figure out where he was. He felt around with his hand and concluded that he was in fact in bed. He moved his head around to check the room out and make sure that Eileen was gone. When he looked, no one was in the room, until his gaze fell on Ophelia. He almost couldn’t focus on her because his head still felt like a nuclear bomb had just gone off and the half life was going to be a round for a very long time.

He was able to see that her dress was all bloody and it took him a bit to figure out that what he saw was just a dream and he actually shot Ophelia. With all he could muster up, Roxas tried to open his mouth. “O..Ophelia, I’m sorry.” His voice was low and raspy. He was hardly able to even talk. Guilt shot through his heart as his head acted up again and grimaced. His hand shot to the side of his head and all he could do at the moment was look down at his legs.

Ophelia watched as Roxas came to suddenly, his gaze shifting around the room in almost a panic. Eventually his eyes met hers, and she stared at him quietly for a moment. She really had no idea what was going on. Why he shot at her, or why he was unconscious after. She listened to him apologize, and the sound of his voice sent a shiver up her spine. By this point her wound would be mostly healed, and she saw his eyes move downward, like he was embarrassed or something.

“I’ll be okay… Nothing vital was hit. But what is going on? You need to tell me, right now.” Her voice was nearly a whisper, but the intensity in it was apparent.

Roxas was shaking now and couldn’t stop it. The thought of Eileen being back scared the shit out of him and there was nothing he could do, but think about it. “Something… someone scared me. I.. I thought you were them.” His voice was starting to come back now. The headache was slowly going away and it started to make him think a bit. Normally he never has an episode like that. Something else must of caused it and it couldn’t have been Ifrit.

He looked up at Ophelia once more, the fear in his eyes couldn’t be hidden from her. “Someone I thought was dead.”

Ophelia’s brow furrowed together and she listened hesitantly. “Are you sure it was real? It could have been from something else, couldn’t it?”

Roxas shook his head gently. “It looked as real as you are right now. I guess I was too delirious or something and I could have just been seeing things, but still. I never want to see that again.” He was very tired at this point and rested his head on Ophelia’s lap. He curled up a bit and was still shaking. He started to mutter to himself as he closed his eyes again. “She shouldn’t be here. She should be dead. I killed her she should be dead.”

He opened his eyes again and looked up into Ophelia’s eyes then over to the blood stain. “I’ll get you a clean shirt.” He said gently as he tried to get up but, started to fall over, catching himself against the bedpost.

“I’ll get it…” Ophelia pulled Roxas back onto the bed carefully, then got up and went over to his closet. She grabbed one of his plain shirts and took her dress off, changing into the shirt and climbing back onto the bed.

She moved to lay next to him then, pulling the blankets up over her legs slightly, sighing softly. “What do you want to do? Is there something I can do to help?”


“Don’t go anywhere tonight please. Stay here and when you’re not with me, if you see someone in a crow mask with crow feathers for a cape, runaway. Do not fight her or go anywhere near her. Tell me the second you can.” Roxas looked over at Ophelia. "I won’t let her take you away from me.” He laid his head back down against the pillow then cuddled up next to her. “I love you. I don’t want you to die.”

“I promise I’ll be careful. And, for the record, I feel like you might die before me, if I’m honest.” A small smile played along her lips, and she moved to press them to his gently then. “Get some sleep?”

Roxas smiled back after she kissed him. “Don’t let me then. I’ll try my hardest to stay alive for you.” He took in as much as he could of Ophelia then shut his eyes. “I love you.” He said gently before falling asleep again.
Roxas waited patiently in his chair, gun in hand and ready to fire at anything that walked through that door. The headache he had after waking up was getting worse and there was no guarantee that he was going to be able to stay up much longer. This was the worst he felt in a long time. Normally the pain he felt after prolonged use of Ifrit's power wasn't so bad. Must have been to much for him this time. It didn't matter. Someone was approaching the door very slowly and it was almost agonizing having to wait and see who it was. Roxas gripped the gun to where his knuckles were turning white. In that second of pure heart pounding stress, the door slowly opened and in walked the scariest thing Roxes never thought he'd see again. Covered from head to toe, you couldn't see an inch of skin. A pointed hat with a long pointed mask covering the face. Clothes as black as night and cloak made of what looked like crow feathers.

"Eileen the Crow."

Roxas shot the gun as fast as he could, only able to get off one shot which seemed to pass right through the woman. He fell out of his chair and hit his head against the ground almost blacking out, but forcing himself to stay awake. This woman wasn't getting him. Not again.

"I see you've lost your edge Roxas. I'm a little disappointed in you. I thought we had something."

Even through the mask she had, her voice was as clear as it could be. She sounded like a siren with the way she spoke. Able to slay any man with a single word. Eileen walked over to him and giggled to herself as she kneeled down by him. Unable to move, Roxas just layed there, waiting to see what was going to happen.

"How are you here. I thought I killed you seven years ago. If I failed in doing so, why come for me now? What do you want from me."

Eileen only laughed then put his head in her lap, stroking his hair with one hand and taking his hand in the other. There was no way he could get out of this right now, he couldn't move an inch. All he could do was think about Ophelia and wish she was there right now. She may not be able to stand a chance against Eileen, but she would be able to help him get out of there and to a safer place.

"Oh my love, you know you couldn't kill me. We were meant to be together through fate has brought be here to you. I have looked for you for so long and now I have finaly found you."

Roxas grimaced, his stomach acting up again. As painful and probably fatal as it would have been, Roxas wished that his mask was on him. At least he could try to get away with that.

"I told you then and I'll tell you know, I am not interested in someone as evil as you. I will never love you and I will never let you use me again!"

He yelled but that only made her giggle more. She lifted her mask only slightly so you could see her lips. They were red like blood and smiling. She rain her fingers through his hair again then leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips.

"Just you wait. Nothing will keep us apart. No matter where you go I will find you and you will be mine. We will take over this world together. Starting with the SPA. Until then I will leave you for now. I will return so next time be a little more.. living."

She smiled again then moved the mask back down covering her mouth. After, she laid him softly onto the ground and walked out of the room. Roxas' mind was racing trying to figure out what had just happened. He had to tell the others and especially Ophelia. If Eileen found out that he and Ophelia were together, she would stop at nothing until Ophelia was dead. This scared the crap out of him and he almost began to cry out of fear. He was shaking violently now due to all the pent up stress from that encounter. Eileen was the most evil and psychotic woman he had ever met. She tried to use him once before for his power and now has returned to do it again. Seven years ago he thought he had killed her, but it doesn't seem to be that way. Why was she here now though? It just didn't make sense to him at all. Why wait seven years to find him. It's not like he moved all over the place to try to get away from her. As much as he wanted to ask questions, none of them would be answered now. He had to get to the others and tell them what happened. Their lives were now in more danger than they could imagine and he wasn't losing another team. Not again.

Roxas' eye's shot open and he was in his bed once again.
As much money as he had, Roxas was still pretty pleased with himself. It had been a while since he got a haul this large. Ophelia and Jax looked happy too, but Morthos looked like he could have cared less. Ophelia went off to do her own thing and Roxas asked if she wanted him to come with. She said no, but kissed him on the cheek. A little disappointed, he turned and looked at the others. Jax told Morthos to not be a stranger and he nodded and went his own way. She looked over at Roxas and told him the complete opposite. Joking obviously.

Roxas cracked a smile and laughed a bit. "I'm kinda dating your sister for life. You wont be able to get rid of me."

They both shared a laugh then went their own way. Roxas slowly made his way back to his house, buying essentials on the way. He stopped and looked at the weapons for a bit then decided to buy a new one.

"Hey Reggie got anything new and my style?" Roxas said as he entered.

"Let me take a look. I might be able to find something for you." Reggie disappeared into the back for a few minutes only to return empty handed. "Sorry Roxas, but if you want something newer than you already have you'll have to custom order it."

Roxas looked frusterated, but nodded and left. Nothing new today. It didn't take to long to get back to the house. It was still in the same order he left it in. Clean and ready for guests that would never come. The only people ever to come into his house were his new found team. Thinking about them made him smile a bit. It was nice to been needed and in a group he could trust again. That happiness was short lived though. Seconds after putting his bags down, his head started to pound. Roxas grimaced and fell to one knee. The pain was extraordinary and it almost made him throw up on the spot. Before he could though, he got up and ran to his bathroom. It couldn't have been timed better, but as he entered the bathroom and lifted the toilet seat, vomet started to come out. Luckily it all made it into the toilet, but it was violent.

"So this is what we have to deal with now huh?" He said to Ifrit after he was done. He flushed, but stayed next to the toilet in case there was another episode.

"It wasn't great for me either. I may have my own feeling still, but whenever you have an episode like that, I feel it too." Ifrit grumbled. "It's because of the other day. You used my power longer than you could handle. I'm a little surprised you didn't die."

Roxas just laughed then groaned and winced as his stomach was hurting now too. "I'm tougher now. I think I can handle a little more."

Ifrit just grunted then shut up. Withen the hour Roxas had thrown up four times and by the time he was finished the last time, it was all finished. After all that he walked over to the bed and laid down. He was exhausted after all that. The moment he had shut his eyes, they opened again and three hours had passed. It was still daylight, but it looked like the sun was going down. In that instance, Roxas knew something was wrong.

"Who's there!?" He shot up, head still pounding. He may not be able to sense who was around, but he could always tell when someone was in the house. It only took a second for him to get up and grab a dagger, but not before looking in the mirror. He looked like death. That episode really did a number on him and if someone was here and dangerous, then he might not be able to fight them off. Thinking about it for a second, he sat down at the desk, placed the dagger on top, and opened one of the secret drawers underneath then pulled out an old and very rare revolver. He may not be able to fight hand to hand, but someone's taking a bullet.
Sleep was the only way Roxas could get away from everything. Usually he would have a good sleep and wake up feeling refreshed, but this morning he awoke to Jax giving Ophelia an ear full. He knew it wasn't his conversation to overhear, but it was kinda hard when Jax was very loud. She was pretty mad with Ophelia right now and so he decided to just stay still and pretend to sleep. Most of the conversation went in one ear and out the other, but there was one part he couldn't ignore. When Jax said she was going to break it off with Morthos, Roxas shifted a little. He knew it was going to happen at some point, but now that's just going to make things weird around them. Knew this was going to happen. He thought to himself as they talked. "Roxas you been listening to this? Haha. This is great! You know I actually had my money on them getting into a relationship, but I'm okay with this too." Ifrit was having the time of his life. It made sense though sense he thrived on people's pain and suffering. "Shut up." He said under his breath so the others couldn't hear.

Once Jax had left, Roxas waited a few minutes to "wake up". Ophelia was still there and he just smiled at her and gave her a little kiss before disappearing into the bathroom. "Good morning my love." He said as he kissed her. The shower was nice and hot and it made Roxas feel a little happier to get in. He didn't take to long though. Just a wash up only to realize that he didn't have any clothes in the room. A little annoyed at himself, Roxas grabbed a towel, wrapped it around himself, then made his way over to his room. "I'll meet you in the lobby. I need to grab my clothes." He stormed off over to his room only to notice that his bag wasn't there. Morthos was packing, muttering to himself. He knew what about. Jax must have broke it to him already. He chose to leave that alone for now. There was more important matters at hand. He was only wearing a towel! "Morthos?" He said calm but annoyed. "Where's my bag?" Morthos looked up at him for a second. He told him Jax had taken it and left it at that.

Roxas nodded and said thanks. He was now on a mission to rescue his bag from Jax and not walk around with only a damn towel. On his way down to the lobby, people were giving Roxas strange looks from the corner of their eye. Ifrit was laughing his ass off, but he paid it no mind. Once in the lobby he stood there and looked around. After not finding her in the first sweep, he just took a deep breath and yelled. "JAX!" His voice boomed through the lobby and people looked at him. Some of the girls giggled and the men laughed and walked away. Jax was sitting down in one of the chairs and looked right at him. She laughed at the sight of him as he walked over to her. "Give me that." He said annoyed. Jax looked like she was about to fall over in her chair. Roxas glared then stuck out his tongue at her. He quickly walked to the nearest bathroom and changed in the stall. This is embarrassing. He though as he zipped up the bag. Wearing his normal clothes, Roxas walked out of the bathroom back over to were Jax was.

Ophelia was there once Roxas made his way over. Jax was telling her about what had just happened and the two of them were laughing at Roxas. "Yeah yeah laugh it up." He said as he sat down, looking very unimpressed. Ophelia handed him the clothes he left in her room along with his mask. He quickly shoved the clothes in his bag and placed the mask in his pocket. Morthos came down not that long after and they all made their way to the train.
As the story ended, Ophelia started to get up and tell everyone it was about time to go. Roxas didn’t complain at all he was just as ready to leave as she was. It had been a busy and rough day. With the werewolves then him passing out and now the parents. Anyone would be exhausted. She went ahead and told everyone to go on ahead of her. Must be wanting to help out or talk to her parents alone for a bit. Roxas just smiled and nodded, leaving then waiting by the door. Once Ophelia had come back, and they all made their way to the hotel.

Everyone seemed like they wanted to pass out by the time they made it back. Ophelia on the other hand, made a move that surprised even him. It happened all so fast as she opened the door to her room then dragged him in and pushed Jax out. She closed then locked the door on her sister. Jax was pounding on the door for a few minutes yelling at Ophelia, telling her she would be in a lot of trouble. All Roxas could do was laugh at this.

“I don’t think she’s too happy right now. You think that was a good idea? You could have waited and just stayed with me when we got home tomorrow.” He laughed again then walked up and wrapped his arms around her.

“Not that I’m complaining though.” He smiled then leaned down to kiss her.

Ophelia stretched slightly before Roxas pulled her into his arms, and she looked at him. “I didn’t do it for me, I did it for Jax. She needs to talk to Morthos, and is being secretive about something else. I heard her talking to my parents when we were talking alone. I won’t pressure her to tell me, but she should at least give Morthos a little more information on why she is the way she is.”

Her voice sounded tired, and again she found herself wishing she could sleep, even for a little bit
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Roxas let go of Ophelia only to slide his hand into hers as he took her over to the bed and sat down. “I don’t know too much about your sister or Morthos for that matter, but they seem to be getting closer by the day. If she’s as comfortable with him as I think she is, she’ll tell him. I’m not going to pry though. It’s not my business. I’m sure when she’s ready she’ll tell you too.”

He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. “Are you okay though?” He asked mostly because of her outburst at dinner. “I’m not going to pry into your past if you don’t want me to, but I at least want to know if you’re okay?” He looked at her gently.

Ophelia relaxed slightly when they sat down, and she listened to Roxas’ voice quietly. She simply nodded in response, and looked down at their hands for a moment. She felt weird, and shook her head ever so slightly to try and shake it off.

“Yeah, I’m okay. I had just had enough of her. I’m sure things will mend themselves now, though. One day maybe I’ll know why she treated me that way. But I’m not really worried about that right now, I’m just hoping that Jax is alright.”

She could feel his eyes on her face, but she kept her gaze down. She wanted to feel happy that she got a moment alone with him, but something was looming just outside of her ability to understand what it was, and it was bringing her mood down.

“I’m excited to go home soon,” she said, hoping to change the subject.


Roxas nodded then looked towards the door. “I couldn’t tell you why. I never had parents so this was kind of my first experience with them. As for Jax, she’s a strong girl. Whatever has her down now will go away soon. It’ll make her feel better if she tells Morthos too so let's hope for that.”

He could tell something was bugging her right now, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Right as he was about to ask, she changed the subject. Obviously she didn’t want to talk about it.

“Yeah tomorrow it’ll be nice to be home. Like I said earlier, you’re more than welcome to come stay with me for a bit if you want. My door is always open for you.” He looked back at her again and smiled. She was still looking at the ground though and this bothered him a bit.

“What’s wrong? I can tell something’s on your mind. If you don’t want to tell me that’s fine, but I’d hope you would eventually.”

Ophelia finally looked up at Roxas, her eyes slightly dark. She considered his words for a few moments, then took a couple more to gather her own thoughts. Finally she began to speak, her voice still gentle and kind, but stubborn in a way as well.

“You need to tell me more about what happened with your friends. With Celti. I understand the thing with Ifrit, but I don’t understand why you haven’t even tried to move on from it. All that’s doing is poisoning you…” She let her voice trail off slightly, and then waited for his response.


Roxas figured this was going to pop up at some point tonight. He did say he was going to tell her everything that had happened. It was his turn to look at the ground now. He wasn’t really ready for this talk, but there was no time like the present. After taking a deep breath, he looked up and opened his mouth to speak.

“15 years ago I joined the SPA hopping that I could start moving ahead in my life. I was only 13 at the time so my chances were slim. I grew up without parents and I had fought for everything I owned. Every meal, every place to sleep, things like that. I looked up to hunters from SPA and wanted to be just like them. It’s silly sounding I know, but for a kid like me it was the greatest thing ever. Well like I had said I had fought for everything so I was pretty strong for a 13 year old and very well rounded. I could use just about every weapon efficiently. So going in I thought I had really good chances. The only thing I was lacking was intelligence, but that could be changed if I got it. Well I went through all the tests they had for me to enter and I passed all but the written ones. That was to be expected, but they let me in anyway. I was so happy I signed up for classes as soon as I could. Each one of them trying to make myself better as a person and smarter. I wanted to know everything I possibly could. As soon as classes started, I got to know a few people and they all seemed pretty great. In one of my classes I met just about everyone from my team. All but Celti. I didn’t meet her until a year later.” He shifted a bit.

“When I was 14, I was taking this history class and there was a girl sitting in front of me. She was reserved and didn’t seem to have many friends. So one day I came up to her and asked her if she wanted to study with me. At first she shut me down, but eventually she said yes. Now that was weeks of asking. We only just started as study partners, but then we started to get closer and become friends. She told me her name was Celti and I gave her mine. She laughed at first when she heard my name. ‘Roxas? That’s a funny name. I like it.’ She told me that she had never heard a name like that before. Well coming from where I did. I thought that she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Now we were both 14 at the time and it had turned out that she was a lot like me. How she grew up and all that. Skipping ahead a few years, at the age of 16 we had grabbed the strongest and best friends we had and decided to form a party. We wanted to be the Phantom Thieves of Heart. So we signed up for a few missions and pulled them off with ease. Now Celti was like Jax in the sense that she was an exorcist too. On one of our missions we went out to take on a few demons. That’s where I found this mask. It looked really cool and I had no idea what its actual power was. So until then I just kept it to look cool. All of us were very close, but not like Celti and me. We both really like each other, but didn’t say anything. That was mostly for the team though. We didn’t want to make anything weird if we broke up or anything. So we just stayed friends. Throughout the time we were in the party together, our fame became more known. We were the strongest party in the guild for a while and we were only made up of two 18 year olds and a few 20+ year olds. We worked our asses off on everything.” Roxas smiled thinking about it all then his mood switched as if it was a light switch.

“One day the guild masters came to us and told about this large threat coming our way to the guild. The god of hell Ifrit was on the prowl and coming to destroy everything in his path. Celti knew what to do about it and told up all that we had to use one of us to imprison him for awhile while we transport him back to the guild. It was going to be a rough fight and we all knew it. We were prepared for what could happen and we all tried to stay positive even though we knew a few of us were going to die. The day of the mission was here and we all made our way to the location given to us by spy’s. Ifrit was there just like we were told, but he was nothing like what we prepared for. 20 feet tall and stronger than any of us could imagine. The first of us to go was James. He got stepped on and crushed. Wrong spot at the wrong time. The second was Agitha, she was burnt alive right in front of me. It should have been me, but she pushed me out of the way. Third was Crash, he was ripped apart while he was trying to weaken him. Fourth was Yusuke, I don’t want to talk about what happened to him. Last was Celti…” He paused for a second. A tear rolled down the side of his face.

“Remember how I told you she was an exorcist right? Well she was also a spellcaster. The plan was to weaken Ifrit as much as we could so she could use a spell in imprison him into her while until we got back to the guild. Well that didn’t work out like we planned. While the others died I was to make sure Celti didn’t get hurt while she made the spell. The other’s weakened him down so that it would work. They died in the process, but it worked. Ifrit could see what was happening and shrunk down to my height. I was unable to keep him at bay and he flung me to the side. I almost blacked out, but didn’t only to watch as Ifrit plunged his hand into Celti’s chest. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t, the wind was knocked out of me. As she was falling to her knees, Ifrit laughed and started to come after me. Before she hit the ground, Celti finished the spell and used it on me. Ifrit was sucked into my soul and imprisoned within me. As that happened all my wounds healed and I could walk again. I ran over to her and rested her head on my lap. She was wheezing and didn’t have much time left. There was no way that I would be able to bring her back to guild for them to save her. She died seconds later in my arms. I was surrounded by my dead friends and the woman I loved in my hands. I returned to the guild only to be told there was nothing they could do to help me. I was going to be stuck with Ifrit for the rest of my life. It’s been ten years since then and I still haven’t been able to get over it. I guess I figured if I forgot about them than their sacrifice would have been forgotten too. It haunts me everyday and I still dream about it like it was yesterday.” He looked at his hands for a bit then closed his eyes seeing the last few seconds he had with Celti. More tears started to flow down his face, but he didn’t acknowledge them.

Ophelia moved and leaned back against the headboard of the bed while Roxas told her everything that had happened in decent amounts of detail. Some things he left out due to the nature, but she knew what had happened. From a lovers perspective, she wanted to be jealous. But instead, she knew that wasn’t appropriate and spoke gently.

“You don’t have to forget about them. You just need to accept what happened, and move on. You don’t need to remember them in a bad way, Roxas. I know it takes time to move on from something like that, but you need to try… Otherwise your new future will be ruined by things you are holding onto from your past.”

She tried not to sound insensitive, but wasn’t sure how well at that she was doing.


Roxas only sighed and laid down on the bed. He wiped his face then looked over at Ophelia and smiled softly.

“I know and I’m trying. I’m just glad I could tell someone about it.”

He looked back up at the ceiling then moved over closer to Ophelia. At this point he just wanted to be close to her. In that second he forgot all about Celti and thought about his new love. The one that was alive and right next to him. He made a promise to himself right there that he would never let anything hurt Ophelia an he would rather die first then let her die. But this was a new time in his life and it was time to move on. Maybe talking about it helped, he felt better about it all and just wanted to be happy. In that final moment of thought, Roxas said goodbye to Celti then opened his eyes and kissed Ophelia deep and passionately.

“I love you.” He said gently then kissed her again.

She wasn’t sure how to respond at first, so instead turned onto her side so she was facing Roxas. He was quiet for a few moments, lost in thought she figured. It was understandable given what he had told her. He moved closer to her and then kissed her, and despite being exhausted, she kissed him back.

“I love you too… Everything will be okay.”

Roxas laughed to himself while Ophelia's dad was telling the story. It was quite funny and very unexpected. Well not from Jax just Ophelia. Roxas looked over at Ophelia and grinned at her. "Never would have guessed that from you." He laughed a bit more then drank some water. Thinking about it he never really went to school when he was young. Everything that he knew came from reading every book he could in the library or in the book store. It was a rough childhood.

Thinking about what Ophelia must have looked like at that time made him laugh again. "I'm sorry I missed that." He just kept smiling and left his hand in hers. After soaking in Ophelia's features, he looked over at Jax and smiled at her. "So what possessed you to want to do all that in the first place?" He had never done drugs before so in a way he was actually curious how it was. Maybe it was like the rush he would get when using Ifrit's powers.
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