He had no idea how they had managed it- frail looking Da'ath and even frailer Emily- but they had. He was face down in the gravel, sharp stones pricking into his cheeks.
"Sera- I had hoped you would greet me like you used to. Like a brother would. Instead you attack me as if I am the enemy-"
"you are the enemy!" Rif spat, growling as he felt the barrel of Da'ath's gun press against his head.
"now now, don't be that way Sera. You don't want to upset me, do you?"
He didn't dare say anything more. If Da'ath pulled the trigger, which Rif had no doubt it would if the older appearing man kept on talking, no one would be there to protect Blade. If no one was there- well, if there was an after life Rif was sure he wouldn't be lonely for to long.
"Good idea."
Rif dug his fingers into the dirt, rage flowing through him.
'Damn you Emily! Just when I think your somewhat decent you turn around and stab us in the back! Damn you!'
"Hm…How amusing. This reminds me of things, doesn't it you Sera?"
"I don't know what your talking about."
He felt Da'ath's weight press against his back as the man leaned down the whisper in Rif's ear. "Don't try and pretend you don't know, Sera. I know its still in your head, somewhere. Look for it and you'll find it."
"What if I don't want to?" He snapped. Da'ath chuckled, sitting back up properly.
"How amusing. Dear Sera doesn't like who he is. Hiding it doesn't make it go away, it merely makes things worse little brother."
'Would you stop that already?! Your no brother of mine! I don't want you as a brother- never will! Now when I have had Blade. Not when I know what a good, decent, person should be like! You can go to Hell Da'ath- You and your plans. Take them and burn!'
"Ah. Sedek. Good. I suspect you had no trouble with the girl? The drug should keep her out until we need her."
The moment Da'ath's weight was taken completely from his back, he felt Sedek grab him. Rif didn't dare struggle against his will- Da'ath still had that gun. Rif was roughly drug to his feet, chocking as Sedek yanked on his collar. He glared at the man in the dark, seeing only his silhouette and soft green mako eyes.
"Sera, Sera, sweet, simple Sera-" Emily cooed in mock concern- "Don't be afraid-" He realized suddenly she was behind him in this darkness, coming swiftly closer. Something- he had no guess as to what- was in her hands. "This wont hurt a bit. At least- not for long."
She was in front of him in seconds, smiling so sweetly, so innocently, like the seductress he knew that she could be- and probably was paid to be. She put her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him. "Of course, this wont last nearly as long as we would hope. The clones are resistant to it. 5 or 10 minutes at most I think. But that's enough for us."
He felt a small pinprick on his neck. Slowly everything started to go numb- inside and out. The world spun oh so slowly, and all he could make out was Emily, inches away from him.
"So sleep well. Oh, such a pity. So fine- if only you had been like us."
And he felt her kiss on his lips and the darkness too him.