“Alexandra…I’m sorry.”

Alexandra started to cry, his hands immediately cupped her face, and he kissed her passionately. David turned and ran towards Stormy, trying to fight her off, calling out for Mystica. But it was too late, Nova had him already.

“You really are worthless…”

"It's funny. Many years ago, I might have asked for this release. But that's the interesting thing. Humanity. So fragile. So tainted. And so beautiful."

Nova’s growl sent chills down my spine but the sound of flesh being torn from Mystica’s bones made me gag. His screams and howls of pain made me freeze in fear, panic and utter loss. I wanted to help but I couldn’t move, couldn’t stop it.

Nova held him by his throat, blood dripping from his lower lip and down onto Nova’s hand. Mystica’s eyes were wide, as if in shock. Another scream tore from this throat as his back bowed and I realized…Nova had his hand wrapped around Mystica’s spine. Blood rushed down Nova’s arm each and every time he lightly tugged on his spine.

“Just fucking kill me.”

Mystica sputtered, blood spitting out at every word. Nova just threw his head back and laughed, his hand gripping Mystica’s spine even harder.

“Are you begging?”

“Far from it.”

Nova’s smile dropped and he snarled, ripping his hand back and hearing one final scream from Mystica.
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“Look, kid. You know me.”

Stormy just stared at Luca, her head cocked to the side slightly as she stepped closer. Luca took a step back, his unarmed hand raised in front of him while the hand carrying the sword hung limply at his hip.

“I really don’t want to do this, Storm.”

She smirked and he scowled, gripping the sword tightly before spinning it. He knows she wasn’t worth his breath but he had to try.

“Your voice is annoying. I don’t know why father kept you around.”

Luca opened his mouth but the girl’s hand shot out, digging her nails into the soft
flesh and muscle of his throat.

“S…Stormy…”

She smirked and tightened her grip, causing Luca’s blood to run down her fingers. He had dropped the sword and tried clawing at her arm, trying to get her to loosen her grip and drop him. Stormy just smiled like this was meant to be an everyday thing before she took her other hand and gripped his head, twisting it painfully. Luca’s screams filled the night sky as his throat was slowly being ripped from his neck. With a final twist, Luca’s body flew across the field, smashing against a bolder with a sick smack.

“So pathetic.”

Stormy turned away, looking for the other survivors as she dropped the hunk of flesh and muscle that used to fill the gaping hole in Luca’s throat. Luca’s hand slowly reached out towards the diamond filled sky, a twisted smile on his bloodstained lips before he finally succumbed to Death’s eternal embrace.
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The wind blew around the two men on top of what was left of a skyscraper, making this stand-off almost movie like.

“Griffin…”

“Nova.”

Griffin snarled at Nova’s smile, spinning Luca’s sword slowly in his hand, “You son of a bitch…”

Rage rolled off Griffin and it only made Nova’s smile even wider. That bastard was enjoying every fucking minute of this hell.

“You’re pathetic…really. You and the rest of your survivors.”

“One of those pathetic survivors was your friend…then other’s you’re ex.”

“Exactly, Alexandra was only worth so much but she’s still just a human…worthless, weak flesh.”

Griffin lunged, his sword clashing with Nova’s and creating sparks. No one spoke about Alexandra like that…hell…no one spoke about the makeshift family the others had made themselves. Griffin wasn’t one who wore his heart on his sleeve but after watching the two women in his life that he had grown to know become some demented shells of their once warm existence, Griffin couldn’t handle it. Even after finding the mangled body of Luca Arzegotti, Griffin had had enough. He couldn’t watch someone else die for another’s enjoyment.

A punch to the jaw slammed Griffin against a metal stabilizing pole for the building. The jagged edges scraping down his face.

“FUCKER!”

He turned and was immediately shoved back, Nova’s blade making itself a bloody home in his abdomen. A scream was forced from his lips as he gripped the last five inches of the sword. He snarled and slammed the handle of the blade into Nova’s lungs, knocking the air out of the alien and pulling the sword out.

“Fucking cheap shot.”

The two men met again, swords flying out of their hands and over the ledge…probably embedding themselves in the corpse of some little old lady. Nova took the split second of Griffin’s distraction to shove a knife into his ribs, forcing him to scream out and stumble back. Griffin looked down at his side before looking at Nova through the hair that fell in his face.

“Bastard.”

He caught Nova around the middle with a spear before straddling his chest and punching him a few times in the face. The men rolled around, throwing punches and slamming each other into the walls for a good hour before Nova stood, snarling and dragging his hand across his bloody lips.

“Game over.”

Griffin staggered to his feet and looked up, just as Nova’s hand ripped across his throat. The look of utter shock came across Griffin’s face as he stumbled back, his hands reaching up to grab at the loose flesh and muscles of his quickly bleeding throat. Nova towered over him, a smirk on his face as he jammed a broken pipe through Griffin’s heart.

“Tell Luca I say hi.”

With that, Nova let go of the pipe and watched over the ledge as Griffin fell and vanished into the black smoke.
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I shot up, gasping for breath and shaking violently. That was the first time I had dreamed about anyone…other than Radio mind you but damn….this…those…scared me. The wind blew in through the open window, causing goosebumps to form along my bare back.

“Micah?”

Radio rolled over, looking at me over his shoulder, “Love, you alright?”

“Nightmare…just a nightmare….it has to be just a nightmare.”

He sat up, placing a hand on my back and using one to turn my head towards his.

“What was a nightmare?”

I looked over at him, tears dripping down my cheeks, “Who’s Luca Arzegotti?”

“The European Champion…did you dream about him?”

“Him, Griffin and Mystica…dead….they were all killed….”

Radio seemed awake now, his eyes flashed slightly before he moved to cup my face, “Who killed them?”

More tears fell and I shook even harder, not wanting to remember but it felt like I didn’t have much of a choice.

“Nova…and some girl named Stormy.”

Radio’s eyes widened and that sent me into a full blown panic. He knew something…he had to know something.

“Babe…babe…”

“Micah…calm down…you’re not doing anything to help yourself if you have a panic attack.”

“Find them….gotta make sure…”

I jumped out of bed and started getting dressed, ignoring Radio’s pleas for me to calm down. No…no…I had to make sure…Had to make sure I was awake. Radio grabbed my arm, pulling me back to the bed and slamming his lips against mine, making me freeze against his bare chest. Now I didn’t want to leave…just wanted to stay here where time stood still and pleasure was the only emotion that we felt.

“I can’t stay…”

“Why not?”

“I won’t be able to shake this until I know they are all still alive…please…this didn’t seem like a nightmare…let me check on them.”

Radio searched my eyes, trying to register all the emotions and memories that were flashing through my eyes. My eyes looked like golden embers reflecting in his dark, enticing ones.

“Come home…as soon as you find them…come home.”

I smiled softly, pulling him in for another kiss before taking off through the open window, looking for one of the three men who perished in my vision.

(ooc: All of the deaths are apart of the same nightmare. All the handlers agreed and have seen how their character dies. Credit where Credit is due.)