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Shattered
Revenge
Alec's Point of View
I have never been back to this alleyway, not since that fated day when I lost the woman I loved. The sight of it now gives me chills, it hasn't changed much despite the number of years that have passed. Memories of street survival, of her com flooding at me. Alec, this is a bad idea. Her voice as clear as the day she first spoke.
Running on nothing but pure anger I walk into the ally, following the whistle, knowing who the owner is. "Alec Impervido." Xzavier Spencer-Miles smiles, "We meet again." The memory of our first encounter fills me, along with the second. "You brought no one to take your place so you could suffer?" he cooths.
"This is between us." I reply coldly not liking the fact there is a very large audience. Not only of the Dolore but the Quattro as well. "You've tried to kill me once, and saved my life once. Have to admit, I don't get it."
"Only saved your life so my brother could take it from you." Xzavier shrugs. "When he failed to take your insignificant life, he took your place."
"If I were insignificant then why don't you have Pricilla?" I challenge. "Oh right, because she escaped and I took her power away from her."
"Gloat while you can. You'll be dead soon."
"Talking to your reflection."
We step up to each other, prepared to fight to the death. I get the first blow, cracking his nose. He's scrappy though and I find myself taking more than I am giving. Then I feel it a sharp pain in my abdomen. "Took a play from my ex-wife's handbook. Poison." He smiles at me, jerking the jagged blade and breaking off the handle. In that moment I knew I was going to die. But I was damned if he wasn't too.
I respond by punching him right in the damn throat. He drops to his knees chocking. I don't give him a chance to recover, towering above him and putting him in a chock hold. He struggles but I am stronger. I stare right into Ethan's eyes while I drain the life from the man who killed damn near everything I ever loved. "Burn in hell Xzavier." I growl as he weakens. My grip strengthens, making sure there is no coming back from this. Eventually he goes limp. I drop his lifeless body onto the ground and for good measure I punch his nose up into his brain.
When I am confident he is dead I turn my attention to the crowd that had gathered. "Any one here want to challenge me?" I ask, keeping one hand over the wound, hoping no one can see how bad it really is.
"Depends, is he dead?" A member of the Dolore calls out.
I motion to Tyriess to check the body. Tyriess checks for a heartbeat but finds none. "He's dead." Tyriess confirms, causing Que to approach and verify.
"It's true." Que replies, before dropping to one knee before me.
I stare at him, anger and fury still pulsing through the veins. To be honest I was hoping that would take longer. Xzavier did not deserve a quick death. But this poison in my system was fast acting so I knew deep down I did the right thing.
I notice movement out of the corner of my eye and watch in amazement at the Dolore all fall to their knees alongside the Quattro. It's over, I won. I ball my hands into fist several times before I give my attention back to Que. "Burn the body. Leave nothing." I reply ignoring the pain and walking out of there with my thirst quenched. Finally, those I love can rest in peace.
