Their love went beyond the quadrants. So did her pain. The disciple was weak, hurt, and an easy target. The riots after the signless was executed were getting out of control. The executer could have ended the disciples pain, but he chose to show mercy, and let her suffer. The blue blood kneeled beneath the Grand High blood. The large shadow of his throne reminded everyone in his presence that no one can faze him. The large clubs splattered with the spectrum glistened as the blue blood addressed him.
"High blood…I am truly sorry…I was wea-" He was silenced as the high blood gave a low growl. Shivers went down his spine as he spoke.
"Why the FUCK didn't you end that cat bitch?" His voice was low and demanding of the blue blood. The high blood was clearly irritated by the sudden actions. "The riots are getting motherfucking insane." He snarled. "That cat bitch needs to be caught." He stood from his throne as the blue blood started to sweat nervously. "AND I MOTHERFUCKING MEAN IT! BRING THAT MOTHERFUCKING CAT BITCH BACK!"
The blue blood nodded as he rose quickly, leaving the room in a great hurry, and he felt like his mercy was not the best. The disciple was to be brought to the grand high blood. The riots would most likely cease once the last of the signless' party has been taken captive.
The grand high blood angrily sat back down on his throne with a loud thud. Finally alone with his thoughts, he started to laugh maniacally, and this was normal for him. That stupid motherfucker was going to be found. He would make sure of it. It is personal and he wants to give her the grand high blood treatment of culling.
A few weeks have passed…
The disciple has not stopped running since the day she lost her lover. She held tightly onto the blood stained garment. She clearly left an olive colored blood trail. She was severely hurt. Even though the blue bloods 'spared' her life, they still wounded her. The disciple heaved and fell to the ground with a yelp. She moved her hand down to her side to reveal the olive hue soaked on her hands. She had received a few cuts from blades and an arrow to the stomach. Her vision started to blur as she saw the suns light begin to fade.
This was it. She was going to fade away just like the signless. The disciples eyes swelled with tears as she tried to get herself back up off the ground. There was no time to lose, she must keep moving, and fast. She suddenly froze. She heard something in the distance. The olive blood tried to crawl to the nearest bush.
The disciple was welcomed with an arrow pointing straight at her eye. She could not run anymore. The olive blood gave quite the chase, but now it has come to an end. Her tear stained face stared at the blue bloods arrows. There was quite a few of them. The last time they tried to hunt her down, she took out all of the blue bloods with ease, and now it doesn't seem she will be able to do that. This time she knew it was the end.
"Well? JUST DO IT ALREADY! END IT!" She snarled as she got to her feet. Glaring at the blue bloods as she bore her claws with her roaring voice. "JUST DO IT!"
The blue bloods lowered their bows. This confused the disciple until she felt a large hit come from the back. Her whole world went black. 'Am I dead?' No, she couldn't be. The signless would have been there waiting for her. Her beloved. It would not be that easy, she had to suffer, and die that way.