Hearts Of a Lyon [Orion v Kirito Day 7]

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Hearts Of a Lyon [Orion v Kirito Day 7] Aug 1, 2015 11:06:33 GMT -5

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Post by Cato on Aug 1, 2015 11:06:33 GMT -5

	ORION HAMMERFELL
	Tears slid down my face when I saw her face in the sky. I never wanted to hurt her. I never wanted her to die, but she betrayed me. She said so many harsh words. In that moment I wanted her to die. I wanted to her to feel the heartbreak she made me feel. It was one of the worse pain imaginable. My entire journey through the arena was for her. For my allies, my friends. I watched Elya die. I'll never forget it. Every time I close my eyes, I see the axe splitting her skull open. I see Gunner carrying her lifeless body. I also see my lookalike killing Nat. And I watch Lily fall over and over, and now I see myself killing Sue. I see him fall. I had a choice. I didn't have to kill him, but I did. I heard his cannon sound. I heard Preston's and Asher's and Circe's, yet out of all of them the only one I regret hearing is Circe's. The love of my life. The only girl I ever cared about other than my family and Oli. Stomach acid sits in my throat waiting for a chance to flee, but I hold it in. Every single promise I made is gone. I have nothing left now. I'm alone. Afraid. Destroyed. I'm sorry Circe. I'm so sorry. Sorry wasn't enough anymore. She's dead, and I'm still alive. I vowed to protect her. I vowed to get her home alive, and even through all she said, I still love her. I wish she was alive. I want one more night with her. One more time to prove that I did love a lady who never loved me in return. It was always Gunner and Elya. Always them. And even after Elya died, it was Gunner. It was hard being around them, but I long for their comfort. I long for Nat. I long for Gunner and Elya and every other dead tribute in the arena. I need their comfort. Their friendship. Their everything, yet I know Sue wouldn't offer any in return. I killed him. I know his family isn't happy with me. His friends want me dead. I want me dead. I broke a promise I made to Odysseus. I promised I wouldn't kill. I swore I'd remain true to myself, but I broke it. I shattered his trust. I wouldn't be surprised if he hated me. I can't even begin to think about Kate. I can't face her. I can't ever look at her again, but even that may come true. Four of us remain. Three more have to die. Three more deaths until one of us is finally set free. I don't want to kill anymore. I don't want to kill, and I definitely don't want to die. I'm torn between wrong and right. I've already screwed up. I killed a man. I turned myself into a person I never wanted to become. I allowed the only person I had left to die. I try to think like Mason. He was so smart and so brave. He was a fighter. I watched him fight, and now I can become like him. I can say I murdered out of cold blood. I know what it feels like, but I don't know how to move on. Every breath hurts. Every step. Every single movement, but I have to keep going. I wipe the tears away as I carry my sword in one hand. My axes in another. I want to make this right. Giving up and dying would insult the memory of the twenty dead tributes, of Mason, of Elya, Nat, Gunner, Circe. Every single person who has ever died in these games, yet I can't end another life. I can't. I don't know how. I don't want anyone else to die because of me. I don't want anyone watching to lose another person, but sadly it has to happen. I'm prepared to fight. I'm prepared to die, but I'm not prepared to kill once more.
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Hearts Of a Lyon [Orion v Kirito Day 7] Aug 1, 2015 11:12:02 GMT -5

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Post by Arrows on Aug 1, 2015 11:12:02 GMT -5

Kirito Miristioma

Kiri could feel his mind raging like a storm thrown sea as his steps echoed monotonously through the dark that surrounded him. Every single thing that touched his mind had to do with her, with Key. Her actions had caused a temporal shift within the cosmic alignment of his body. Every passing second that her face smeared across his visions the anger in his chest grew stronger and stronger. His heart beat grew stronger and stronger willing him on with one goal. Kill Key. It had been Kiri's objective from the beginning and now by the touch of their lips his fire to kill had been sparked again. Kiri would swallow up all the light that dared to enter this arena and send it cascading into hell. Then as the world rotted he would stand above the adoring crowds and claim his crown. Kiri was going to win. He had to win. Or at least he would go down trying and believing that.

The sound of rain greeted Kiri's ears as his feet led him closer and closer to the hole from which he had entered the dark. Kiri felt himself squint his eyes as a vicious flash of lighting surged towards the earth followed by a fearsome roar of thunder. However a smile danced across his face as the echoing roar quieted down and Kiri rested his body gently in the shelter of the opening. Past memories of Kirito's slipped through Kiri's broken brain as he saw images of young happy twins playing happily in the rain together as if nothing in the world was wrong. What a damn shame that the world was so much more different than you were expecting.

Off in the distance the sound of the clock tower's song lifted Kiri's face to the liquified song. Colors danced and shimmered as the all mighty seal of Panem gleamed high above Kiri's head. However in only a matter of seconds it felt as thought another one of Sue's bullets rammed through Kiri's body as he scrabbled backwards. Disbelief and an emotion of sadness both Kiri and Kirito shared washed over his body as tears actually broke through Kiri's steel damns for eyes.

Images of their first encounter flickered swiftly through Kiri's head as his sobs sang sorrowfully out into the night. Her touch against his skin seemed so far away now as the last bit of warmth faded from Kiri's nearly chilled soul. No longer did a heart reside in his chest but instead an unbreakable icicle sits there fueling the bitter cold that now coursed through every ounce of Kiri's body.

The winter winds of grief swarmed viciously through Kiri's body growing more and more powerful with every sob until finally a shattered wail pierced through the broken night. "CIRCE!" Kiri wailed to the sky as he slammed his fists into his knees. Every emotional possible whipped through Kiri's veins as he searched madly around him for Circe to just be there and that it was all just some cruel fucked up joke. However Kiri wasn't dumb, devastated yes, but not dumb. After several seconds of useless flailing he flung back down and turned his back to the outside light. All he wanted was the darkness to fully welcome him again. To give him its power. He had a bitch to kill for killing Circe Lyon.

When the rays of dawn finally splashed over Kiri's face to awaken him from his ritual he rose slowly. He could feel the power of the dark churning deep within his soul as he stepped off of the ladder and into the the darkness again. A slight breeze wafted through Kiri's hair as he flipped the knife in his hand and caught it once again. Then with a simple sigh Kiri began his trek forward. Where to, he wasn't entirely sure but Kiri knew that the Game Makers would guide him some where. Some where with blood for him to spill.

Of all the twenty four tributes to have entered the arena Kiri had to admit no one still alive fully surprised him. Sure Key lost a lot of her alliance quickly but so had Kiri. He had been abandoned and left for dead. Yet now all these days later he was the one who wasn't dead... for now at least. Still though Kiri felt the arena he walked through feel more and more like his kingdom with every canon that fired. With every death that rocked his ripped ears he grinned. He probably grinned for Circe's. However now she would be doing him another favor. Giving him just one more reason to achieve what he had wanted since he took control, the crown.

The sound of footsteps ahead of him brought Kiri into prepared striking position. He could feel his grip tighten on the scarlet blade as he watched closely and waited for his window of opportunity to open. Once he spotted hit he did not hesitate once to lash out with the silver dagger that was an extension of his darkness. As the blade dived towards its target all Kiri could think was that he didn't care if it was Orion, Key, or Wyatt. All that mattered was that they died and he didn't.

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Hearts Of a Lyon [Orion v Kirito Day 7] Aug 2, 2015 14:06:55 GMT -5

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Post by Arrows on Aug 2, 2015 14:06:55 GMT -5

Kirito Miristioma

Shock reverberated through Kiri's body as the dagger drove itself deep into Orion's eye. An expression of pure disbelief swept across Kiri's face as the blood poured viciously from Orion's eye. Kiri's heart hammered as Kirito screamed and the emotions of death swarmed every corner of his mind. Terror erupted from Kirito's cell as Kiri pulled the blade free and fell back away from the Career. Only seconds later Orion's canon fired and Kiri looked down at his scarlet hands. The blood that stuck so thickly on his hands revealed the truth of what Kiri had just done. For the first time in his time in the arena he had ended another tribute's life. Even Kiri who drank from a gauntlet of darkness could now understand why a soul such as Kirito's broke from such a horrific event.

The shallow sewer water had already grown dark red with the tainting of Orion's blood. The scene was horrible enough to probably even make President Snow's stomach turn uneasily for even just a minute second. Still though Kiri could not find a real reason to be upset over the death he had created. He had only spoken to Orion once and other than that he hadn't seen him since the first day of the games. To Kiri they were two ships passing in the night in which they both decided to fire their missiles. Apparently in this case Kiri had the bigger and stronger ones.

Still something about the careers Kiri respected. He respected their brutal training and how much they prepared for the games. In a way Kiri could see darkness inside Orion even if he couldn't. Therefore a brother of the night never leaves another brother to die weakly. So with a hollowed sigh Kiri walked over to Orion and lifted his draining corpse onto his shoulder. Only once Kiri had reached the wall did he set Orion down gently against it. For a moment Kiri just looked into Orion's glazed eyes and he shivered.

Death was something Kiri had always desired and this would only be his first step towards the crown he longed for. Rowan was Kirito's but Orion was his, that was something everyone needed to know. So slowly Kiri closed Orion's eyes as he spoke softly into the dark "Dear venturing soul do not be afraid. Ya final journey is beginning but I know ya will find ya way to the light. Ya were a heala just like Kirito, ya were a good man Orion Hammerfell. Go now in peace an' rememba that."

With his words echoing off into the distance Kiri finally noticed something shimmering on Orion's chest. Carefully Kiri looked closer and a sudden wave of anger and sadness pierced his chest. Gently Kiri lifted the lion pendant into his hands as the memories of Circe raged through his head. If Orion had her pendant than he must of been there when she died. Whether he was the one who killed her or not Kiri wasn't sure and he didn't care. The pendant gave him initiative to find out what happened. He was going to search the sewers until he found her, or what was left of her if it was the last thing he did in this darkened place.

Kiri rose from his knelt position as he wasted no time gathering his things and retrieving several things from Orion including his armor. If he wasn't going to use it any more than Kiri sure as hell was. He had a crown to claim and an arena to send spiraling into total darkness and now he truly knew he could. Now Kiri would let no one stop him from his purge of the light. He was ready to fight for the crown.

Kirito Miristioma Flees The Fight
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