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The Sphere of Varrock
Chapter Twenty-Five: Shock
Having been finally persuaded to go and have a talk with Solo, Emma took her leave of Aaron's home, walking briskly down the street. The first thing she noticed was the significant lack of people on the street.
It was quite literally a ghost town.
The sound of footsteps made her swivel around, but nothing was behind her. Not one to be paranoid, Emma continued along at a relaxed pace.
He'd made an almost fatal mistake. To have let his prey hear his approach was something he'd normally have not done. Not that he could not have handled her if a confrontation had occurred, he just needed to be patient.
Emma LeCeux's reign of terror and violence would end today.
She was only a few blocks from Solo's house, and every step she took made her even more nervous than she was before. Confronting the man she had loved very dearly, who had then cheated on her, was a very scary task. It wasn't so much that she was actually afraid of Solo, it was the awkwardness of the situation. Especially after the catfight with Emily, who was supposed to be Dream's girlfriend.
Suddenly she became enraged at the thought of Solo sleeping with her best friend. What kind of person does that? What kind of guy confesses his love for a girl, then whores himself out to their best friend?
The longer she thought about it, the more she was tempted to just turn around. Why should she throw herself out emotionally?
Why? She needed to do this; it was the healthiest choice.
His mark had reached her destination. A two-story mansion belonging to her boyfriend Solo. Her death would be at the foot of his body; it would be a most poetic death. With the twang of his bow, an arrow would pierce her breast, effectively ending her life.
William waited for her to enter the house before following silently. Once inside he made sure to avoid the natural squeaks of the house. Sounds he'd memorized on his way out after disposing of Solo the despot. He knew that Emma would hesitate outside Solo's door, and thus allowed himself a minute's reprieve.
He took a shaky breath, trying and failing to remain calm. It was a commonly made mistake that he was an unfeeling assassin; that was wrong in almost every way. He would not do this job if it weren't absolutely necessary.
The evil in this world was abhorrent, and it was up to William Mars to weed out this evil and dispose of it…for good.
A despairing, gut-wrenching cry cut through his thoughts like a saw. Emma had discovered Solo's corpse. Now it was time to fight.
Her face soaked with tears, Emma had thrown herself onto Solo's chest, sobbing uncontrollably. Her hands were blood red from smoothing back Solo's hair. She clumsily attempted to pull out the arrow embedded in his skull, but it doesn't budge.
She tried to wipe her face free of tears, but in vain. Emma's body rocked with her violent sobs of despair. She grabbed hold of Solo's head and cradled him in her lap, her tears falling onto his pale face.
"Solo!" she sobbed. "You can't be dead, you can't be!"
Undetected by his prey, the elf entered the room. His pupils dilated as he sized up his catch, his heart racing as he anticipated the thrill of the kill. Wetting his parched lips, he retrieved an arrow from his satchel and enlarged it with a little elven magic.
A strangled sob escaped from Emma's lips as she tearfully begged Solo for forgiveness for abandoning him, leading him to his demise. Reaching an emotional breaking point, her eyes opened up a tearful deluge as she mourned the loss of her soul mate.
This terrible sight did not fail to move the killer; however, even evil weeps for the loss of evil. He notched his crystal arrow and took deliberate aim, lowering and compensating for any movement she may make.
A sudden outburst from Emma caused William to hesitate. She was praying. Unable to kill someone while they were in the middle of prayers, he lowered his bow and waited patiently.
"If any gods are listening to this, I know I haven't been the most religious person, but this isn't about me. This is about Solo, one of the greatest humans you'll ever meet," Emma cried openly. "Please, I'm only asking this once: save Solo, don't let him be dead!"
The elf waited a few extra moments, just in case she wasn't through. He pulled back on the string and sent an arrow flying straight towards Emma.
A scream ripped through the air, tearing the arrow apart at the atomic level. Emma spun around, her eyes growing wide at the sight of William still pointing his bow at her. Her attention darted to the left, towards the open window, where a strange boy stood, his mouth wide open in a scream.
"Hey, you in need of rescuing?" he said with a charismatic grin.
Review Q: Who do you think this new person is? Friend or foe?
Next chapter: Harder to Breathe
Comments: In the next chapter, you will be introduced to the new protagonist of TSOV!
Until next we meet, adieu!