Prologue.
"Fly! Fly away my Papillon!" his voice staggered through the walls of broken cavern of Illumination. Pillars of light flood into the Chamber of Final Judgement as blood flowed out of his stabbed body, falling on to the floor, limp and paralyzed by the stench of blood and poison in the air.
The cries of a wounded heart filled the chamber. For any soul would have broken down had they heard the sorrowful cries of the girl begging for her comrade and lover to be freed. Yet, the black eyed murderer's eyes never betrayed any emotion; cold and emotionless, he paid no attention to the weeping girl at the side of his opponent.
The black-eyed murderer knew if he were to look at the girl, the barrier around his heart would fail, he would fall into his deep need to comfort her, but he couldn't, not now. He had to keep it up... keep up the performance, even if he were to loose his life in the process, but she would be saved...No matter what.
The war has gone on for far too long and far too many live have been lost. She will not be a victim of this war, and that foolish mortal who wanted to control her heart shall perish.
"On your feet!" his hard voice shook the frightened girl as she knew the command was for her and not the man lying limp in the pool of his own blood.
"How could you do this to a man such as him! He did nothing wrong!" with anger swelling in her at the sight of her lover in the pool of blood and the glistening blade in the hands of the now red eyed murderer, she stood her ground.
With a sneer towards the almost dead man, the black/crimson eyed murderer spoke, "You will do as I say. From this moment on, you belong to me and are mine alone. You got that... my Papillon?"
Anger clouding her as the man before her called her by her special name, a name given to her by her comrade and lover; lunging at the murderer, her balled fists hitting him on his chest, screaming in rage and agony, tears flowing free, she could only choke out, "Don't you dare calling me that! You are nothing but a murderer and I belong to no one! No one can ever own me!"
Getting tired of her complaining and defiance, grabbing the balled fists into his hand, holding them to her side, he knew he had to calm himself... especially from the bloodlust he was in as he killed that scum lying on the floor... Yet, even in agony, she looked breath-takingly beautiful... but, seeing her in such a state was gut-wrenching, even for a warrior such as him.
He couldn't take it anymore. Not anymore, the death of that vile human had hurt her, but he wouldn't and definitely couldn't let her die... Far too many people needed her back home, and far too many people loved her...
Even if she couldn't remember...
Pulling her to him, crushing her petite body against his large one, he held her tight. Letting her cry out her frustrations and sorrows... his heart sank again when she stiffened as she finally realised who it was that holding her... her protests to be let go – felt as if it were a dagger and it drove right through his heart...
Holding her tighter to him, even through her struggles, he held her tight until she just exhausted herself and fell limp in the arms of the stranger... finding his opportunity, bringing her up, holding her across his chest, he started walking away from the blood stained cavern – all the while carrying her...
His eyes no longer flickering between black and crimson, but finally settling on a different colour all together, a colour so very rare in this world, just like the crimson he had moments ago... his molten gold coloured eyes were fixed on the girl who fell unconscious in his arms as exhaustion took her... he knew his journey out of this dread chamber would be long, but he finally found the one he was searching for years... sadly...
She could not remember anything...
Nothing...
Not even the past, they shared...