The shocked gaze of a Verona youth turned serious and mournful. He stood suddenly and looked resignedly down at his fallen friend. His voice became low and dangerously ominous.
"This day's black fate on more days doth depend. This but begins the woe others must end."
Suddenly he lunged toward the direction of the one responsible, livid and heated, blood beginning to boil in his veins.
"He gone in triumph! And Mercutio slain!" He cried the rage coloring his face a deep fuming crimson. Others sensing he would go mad, circled around him in an effort to keep him still but to almost no avail.
"Away to heaven respective lenity! And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now!"
Seizing his comrade's bloody handkerchief he took off in pursuit of his newly begotten foe.
"Tybalt!"
He raced up the alleyways of the ancient city, a fierce bloodlust driving him on, searching relentlessly for his enemy.
"Tybalt!"
"Romeo!" cried a voice seemingly faraway.
Finally he found him trudging slowly away with his friends.
"Tybalt!"
The older man Tybalt wearily turned, his gaze sorrowful and long-suffering, his eyes full of woe, pain…and defeat. Even though he had just won a duel and slain the Prince's kinsman Mercutio, pride was for once absent from his eyes.
"Now, Tybalt, take the villain back again that late thou gavest me; for Mercutio's soul is but a little way above our heads, staying for thine to keep him company. Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him!" he exclaimed viciously, shoving the bloody kerchief into his face. When shoved away, he petulantly threw gravel at his enemy.
Incensed, Tybalt took his sword and borrowed another.
Romeo also took his and another's at the bid of another's "Sword Romeo!" and glared menacingly.
Matching his rage with fervor, Tybalt replied coldly.
"O thou wretched boy that didst consort him here, shalt with him hence."
"This shall determine that."
But before the swords could meet, a lone, female voice rang out.
"No!"
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