Died So Many Times

Black hair void of all color and grey eyes stormy like the clouds before a storm. Her creamy skin covered in her own crimson blood and a single tattoo of a heartbeat on her right leg. Asterin. That was her name she remembered wrapping her arms around her chest. The right sleeve of her shirt barely hangs onto her skin.

"Asterin. Eighteen. Punished forever. Hated because of love. Kova. Alarik." She whispers under her breath.

An arrow whips past her causing her to suck in a breath, but she doesn't move. This has happened to her more times then she could possibly ever count. Too many times for her to care anymore. Another arrow flies past her and the shrill yelling of crows fills the sky like a song of inexorable doom. She looks up for only a moment to watch as they fly towards and swarm around her, diving from the air and tearing off pieces of her skin. Her face contorts in anguish and pain. Tears flowing down her bloodied cheeks.

"Stop! Alarik make it stop!" She yells in utter anguish at the sky.

She holds still clutching her chest even as the crows continue to storm. Her cries fill the air antagonizing the crows as they screech louder. The crows fly away from her body and she trembles in anticipation. Nothing happens and she continues to sit crying in desperation.

"Please! Alarik make it stop!" As the words leave her blood-stained lips an arrow flies through the air straight into her heart.

The message clear to her as she looks down at the arrow, her hair covering her face. She was meant for Alarik but fell in love with his brother Kova. She betrayed him. And because of this the pain and death would never stop. Alarik would continue to kill her but keep her living just long enough for Kova to find her and watch her die. She was alive for one purpose. To be used as a torture device for Kova and to atone for her betrayal. If Alarik could not have her no one would. She was the Lady of Shadows promised to the Lord of Destruction and in love with the Lord of Death.

A man appears behind her. She doesn't move as he approaches. She allows her tears to fall as he walks around and kneels in front of her. His crimson blood hair is swept back nicely, and his red eyes watch her with a bundle of mixed emotions. Hate, love, revenge, and sadness. He grabs her chin and lifts her face up. She stares at him the same emotions flowing from her in the form of tears. He leans forward and kisses her passionately. He lets all of the unwanted emotions flow from him as he kisses her but grasps onto his anger. His anger is one thing he will never let go of. As he pulls away that anger is the only thing that remains as he stares at her.

"Your mine not Kova's! All mine!” Alarik yells through his teeth grasping her shoulders tightly.

“You will break. I will destroy you if it’s the last thing I do, love." He says before disappearing.

She sobs harder and falls over onto her side. The pain and death finally setting in. As soon as the blood starts to flow from her wound a man runs from the darkness. His black hair floating up towards the sky weaves of dark grey entwined. His purple eyes are angry and hopeless. He grabs her head and gently places it on his lap. He watches as she inevitably dyes in his arms. Blood flowing from her mouth choking sounds torturing his soul. As she breathes her final breath the shadows from the surrounding area converge on her and envelope her in their darkness. They eat her away until she is but shadow doomed to come back again. Only to die forever.