Disclaimer: I don't own Lost Girl all rights go to whom they may. This is just for fun.
Author's Note: So sorry for the long wait. Like so so sorry. I just got a new episode coursing through my veins so yeah. Still no word on the show of Kenzi's rash.
Part 4
Kenzi's POV
I heard the Norn speak of how what was happening to me was at the hand of someone bigger than her and then I pasted out in Dyson's arms. I slipped in unconsciousness past the white light into something deeper. Words began to fill the space around me over and over repeating almost driving me into panic, " Wake up, Remember who you are, the Promise made." What in the Fae was happening?
Suddenly the white was changing into images. Bodies were everywhere, the smell of fire mixed with blood and honey was in the air. There was pain so much pain, I could feel it all but yet not at all. Standing there like I knew the place but couldn't say the name. It was a war this much I knew in a place that once was beautiful. A place far far away in a land that time can't change.
Just as quick as I saw this scene a new came into view. I was standing with a sword at the throat of a person. I felt like me just not in control. I said, "Why have you done this? Why did you choose the rebel? You are now a trader and You will pay." The person looked up at me. My heart stopped. It was Dyson he spoke, "Would you really kill me just to prove your right?" He reached up and took the sword from my trembling hands. Stepping closer to me his breathed into my ear, "I'm a ghost, you're an angel, one and the same." I felt love for him like I've never felt for anyone. Something that went straight to my soul. Our lips were cracked and bloody, bring bitter sweet pain as they met. I could hear him in my mind, "We are no longer both of the light. If we do this you will do this you will be committing treason. I'm giving you a choice my love." At this point we both could see crystal clear that the inevitable end was near but we made our choice a trial by fire because we knew to battle was the only way we feel. I said, "I don't care I love you and I will always no matter what. Do me a favor before they find us take my wings so I may fall and find you again one day. Promise." He whispered in my ear "I promise I will always find you." He ran his hand down my back unzipping my white armor gown. Standing there barring every scar of every battle, barring the marks of my rank. He looked at me and I moment of doubt cross his face as he turned his back on me. I wanted this, him. Kissing his neck I undid his now Black armored robe. I saw his wings had gone from a slightly lighter shade of his skin like mine to a black. He turned to face me yet again kissing me. Our bodies touched as did our very entities like fire on ice. I can feel us both going higher and higher as our pure love make its way to our physical being he bites my neck reaches around my back and rips my wings right out of me. I feel my self falling in the best way possible in pure ecstasy and love. The last thing I hear is "I love you."
Though I am no longer part of the scene I am still somehow baring witness. Another man comes into view in a white robe. He speaks, "Dyson the war has been won by the light. Since you were once my brother I am to give you a choice. Be banished to hell knowing who you are or banished to earth and be wiped clean not know you were once part of the start. Living amongst mortals but being cursed to never being one of them. Always being know in a way as Fallen Amongst Earthlings. Fae." Dyson said, "I choose Fae. What of the architect?" The man responded, "Don't you worry about McKenzia she will have her own consequence to bare in due time."
I'm waking up to Dyson looking at me with fear in his eyes. I feel incredibally weak but pull my self up enough to full on kiss him. I feel everyone looking at us. Pulling away I look at him as I lean back on the chair, he has a questioning look on his face as he says, "Kenzi?" I pass out yet again. I need him to remember to choose me like he didn't long ago because if he doesn't I'm afraid I may die.
A/N: Shorter but I got lazy and wanted to upload something for you guys. Happy Valentine's 3. #MARSISCOMING