So Close But So Far

by LUWC

Story line plot is based off of "Lady Hawke". If you haven't seen it the story still makes sense. None of the Horsemen are realted in this. Strife escapes prison, running from the Hellguard and their Lord, War. He is saved by a traveler named Death who is identical to the Lord before War. He finds himself trapped and must help Death to break the curse and take back his throne

14. Chapter 14

Chapter 14

In the Throne Room of the capital, War sifted through all the dead tiger bodies before him captured by Absalom.

"Pitiful," he murmured bitterly.

"None of them is him."

"I've set traps all over. I can only get so many tigers. There are a lot of them out there."

"I don't care if they're a million of them out there. I want you to find him." War walked away from the pile of dead tigers and looked out window.

"This tiger travels with a woman. A very beautiful woman—a nephilim, with dark black hair. Perfect bright yellow eyes like a pool of gold and skin as soft as silk," He spoke as a man deeply in love with the woman he described.

"Her name is Fury. She travels at night, only at night. You find her and you find the tiger. The tiger I want. The tiger…" he looked at Absalom, face full of evil and anger,

"Who loves her." Absalom looked surprised and disgusted. A tiger loving a woman? The wicked nephilim had some strange assignments in his time, but this was the weirdest.

Strife watched Fury as she slept. After the arrow was taken out, the Crow father patched up the wound and gave her some clothes to wear. She had slept for over an hour now. She slowly stirred and opened her eyes. She started to get up when Strife gently pushed her back down on the bed.

"You mustn't get up or you'll start bleeding again."

Fury looked at him, tired. Moving wouldn't be good idea now, but talking would do.

"You travel with him, don't you?" She asked softly.

Strife nodded and Fury smiled wistfully and suddenly looked away, hiding her emotions of envy towards the young nephilim. Strife knew what she was thinking. Having learned the story, he pitied her for what War did and wanted to make her feel better. He was good at lying. He could do that.

"'You must save this hawk,' he said. 'She is my life, my only reason for living. This isn't her time so I know one day we will be together, and when we are reunited, we will have a love that one dream about but never have.'" Fury gazed at him.

"He said that?"

"I swear it on my life, Fury." Strife stood up and walked to the door.

"Get some sleep," He said and left the room. Fury rolled on her side, thinking about what Strife said. His words touched her.

"Death," she whispered holding back the tears threatening to fall.