I see it. I feel it. I know it.
My Angel is back. He is Him again.
But I hear the portal open as well.
I want to cry and scream at the insanity and unfairness of it, but I am not in control.
She lets me kiss and hug him. The slayer lets me get a last taste of him, and then she uses it against us.
She takes my body and the sword I am wielding, and she stabs him.
As he slips away into the unknown hell, she retreats back into me. Our love is too strong to be thrown away, and warrior of the slayer cannot handle it. She is afraid because he was her's since she was mine.
I hear a scream so sharp and primal that it hurt me to the soul. The screamer is a sad, lost person that cannot work out logic from insanity.
The screamer is me.
I let the slayer take control, and she resurfaces.
There is nothing left of me now.
Just the empty.
Just the predator.