Good vs Evil

Leo

He blinked. His vision flickered again. This was a poor idea. He didn't have enough strength to put this out, and once he was out of strength, the fire would consume him. Either the fire or his own shadows to prevent the fire from ravaging his body. Either way, though, he would be gone from this world. He felt the fire licking at his skin, and even the light tug of his own shadows on his clothing. His vision flickered again.

He had a vague thought of moving out of the fire and tried to stand, but realized with some amount of understanding that he had already used up his strength and couldn't even bring himself to stand, much less walk or even crawl. He heard his name, no, not his, Nocturne's name called out by one of the people standing nearby. He looked up towards where Blaze had gone off towards the other woman.

The fire cleared for but a moment and their eyes met, then the fire hid them from each other's view. He thought he saw alarm in her eyes, but the distance was too great for him to tell. She might have been in too great of a rage to care. No, she cared. He knew she did.

He was aware, in the back of his mind, that Blaze...no, not Blaze. She was Eva now. Eva was trying to get to him. She had an odd way of showing that she cared, using the woman's body to clear the flames to get to him. His vision blacked out and he pitched forward, his arms failing to hold him up an longer. The shadows put down their own tendrils to hold him up, shielding him from the fire even with his loss of self-control.

They released him into Eva's arms. It took a few moments after Eva took them back for him to be aware of much of anything. He came to in their apartment, on the bed with his head in Eva's lap. He coughed roughly into his hand, trying to clear the smoke from his lungs. He drew in a ragged breath and opened his eyes. He looked up at Eva and a smile touched his lips. He reached up to pull the mask off her face.

"I knew you couldn't resist," he said with a half laugh cut off by another rough cough.
 
Eva kept shaking him, holding him, kissing him, hugging him, anything she could think of to get him to come back to her. She couldn't lose him. She just couldn't. If he went to sleep and never woke up (either dead or in a coma) she would rage like no one had raged before. People thought Blaze was bad before. Imagine if she set the whole city on fire and didn't stop there. Anyone who dared to be in her line of sight would die. She would fashion new weapons or hell steal her own weapons of mass destruction and truly wreck havoc. The only thing keeping her sane was this man on the bed.

His eyes opened. He coughed and Eva hugged him close happily. His hand so weak pulled at her mask, taking it off. She smiled at him. "I could never resist you." She went to kiss him, but a cough took over him. She held it and let him work it out. She could teleport the smoke from his lungs, but that was too weird to explain. Plus it freaked her out the first time she realized she could actually teleport things to her even over a distance. It wasn't a large distance, but her powers were getting stronger. Or she was getting more evil. She wasn't sure yet which it was.

"I love you. I will never let you die. Never. Even when you come to ruin my fun." Eva snuggled closer to Leo. "I killed that bitch from the coffee shop. She knew it was me. I used her to get to you. I should thank her for helping me get out the flames around you." Eva could feel tendrils of Blaze enveloping her. She wanted to talk more about the kills, the fire, and more revenge, but Leo wasn't like that. Eva pushed Blaze away and stared up at Leo. "Are you feeling better, love?"
 
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