From Now & For Forever {Revival of the RuNTS}

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Death Does Not Do us part An infant cradles lightly in my arms, eerily naturally. Curiously I gaze down at the mysterious being. Her capturing eyes are glazed over with Septys’s breathtaking golden chocolate color, but I’m still left entirely baffled. The petite nose and lips are constructed to resemble my own, yet she is evidentially his offspring. Tears jolt to my vision, as undesirable memories impact harshly against my core. Time and place meant little while first gazing upon the innocent life within my hold. Unfortunately now, I’m given the brutal reminder of how this all came about. I haven’t awoken in my bed, in District one. That’s far in the past. Instinctively I want to release the small baby relying on my grasp, though I settle for holding her closer. Whoever she may be, she might also be my last link to my Love. “It’s okay.” I sooth in a comforting tone I’ve never exhibited before. Then my legs are suddenly in motion, and a rocky ground welcomes me into our new reality. “Septys…” A relieving breath escapes from the tensed chest, even as I witness him in combat with my killer. He’s alive, and kicking ass. What more could I be begging for? Yet the salty droplets continue to expand in my eyes, just as my confidence for him does. He’s avenging my death, but it doesn’t dissipate my longing for him in the least. There’s no longer an option to touch him, to embrace him, only to observe him. As selfish as it is, I’m caught in the debate on craving to see him live or return to me. The somber cry of the small child, who’s apparently still attached to me, advises me of the protection I now most provide. Intently my attention remains on Septys’s battle; but as I shield my new obligation, the glimpse of him fades into nonexistence. “Septys!” I call out for, desperate for a response. Now the edge of a cliff greets us to another existence. Automatically I’m gazing across the beach before me, only to be highly disappointed. This is the Arena, but we’re no longer in the Game. A soft shh proceeds from lips as I securely coddle my little one. “That won’t be the last of Daddy.” What am I reassuring? Even as a whisper those words are foreign to my ears. This can’t be… Obviously I’m hallucinating, and my next path will arrive shortly. There’s nothing I want more then to watch Septys stay alive, I can wait for him. But a displeasing ache startles the internal feelings I should no longer have. I need him now. She needs him now. But I can’t be selfish. The comforting aroma of a campfire distracts my senses. Like I gathered before, this is evidently not the dangerous Arena. It takes me a second, but I eventually turn around to be left breathless over what I’m presented with. I can’t deny that the second Septys was taken from my focus; I became convinced that I could never be content without him. Yet that was prior to observing the company that waited behind me. “Taurus…Neptune…” Despite all odds my face lightens with satisfaction. Perhaps patients won’t be too difficult with their support. Automatically my pace quickens to close the gap between us, and suffocate them both in my love. Surely the Rascal in my arms gets squeezed a bit as well, but in this reality pain is practically nonexistent. Instead she giggles and chirps over the better change of mood. “Don’t ask. I have no clue.” I try to prevent any questions over my new addition, though I’m now nearly certain over whom she is. The boys are entirely healthy in my vision, just as I always hoped for. My free hand gently runs down each of their faces, needing more proof over the outcome I preferred. “How have you guys been doing? How’s our afterlife?” My gaze switches between to two, ecstatic to be seeing them again. How could I have left them in the Arena? It’s a regret I’ll never be able to swallow. But at this moment I’ll save my self-disappointment for another time. We’re all here now, despite the agony we had to endure to reach this point. Flashes of them dying, as I desperately tried to save them, will always scar my mind. At least now I know that it was far from my last memory. Will another member join us early on in our next endeavor? I’m unsure what to yearn for. I’m brought to a scene I don’t wish to view. Four of them are left. No one tells me this information, yet I’m fully aware that this is all who linger. He’s roaring with fire breath, but still there’s too many against him. Flames engulf his opponent, while too many blades slice against his own skin. I want to scream out for him, to shelter him from any attacks, though that’s far from my power. His head shatters against the ground, and the life vanishes from his eyes. I’m deserted empty. “Septys!” I scream out for him to not leave me. We’re still all sitting around the controlled fire, but he has yet to join us. “Where is he?” My words are as frantic as my vision is scanning to find him. Luckily our Rugrat lies safely upon a pile of blankets, while my motions are clumsy in search for him. If he has died… I stumble to my feet, spinning in multiple directions to discover where he is. Finally I can breath. It feels as though my lungs and heart have seized to function until my focus steadies on him. Faster then ever before my feet carry me to him, to instantly envelope him in my grasp and lips. Of course I pleaded for him to survive, yet I couldn’t be more grateful to have him at this moment. “I’ve missed you so much…you’re safe now.” Another kiss is mandatory to prove my point. That sweet giggle diverts my attention behind me. I couldn’t take care of her without him. “You have some explaining to do.” I tease with an irresistible grin, gesturing to the youngster that doesn’t fit among our alliance. Either way our Arena family is reunited, and I couldn’t be more pleased with this outcome. Amazing Table By Arrows <3