Part Three
Aeon opened her eyes. She had closed them to gather her thoughts and to calm her nerves. She and Liam had been separated, but she knew he was alive. He was a fighter; he wouldn't let them kill him easily. She was about to engage in deep combat. She took out both daggers from her hips and raised them both to eye level.
She had seen more than she had hoped. The town she once called home was in ruins, the people equally dead all except for Dermal and her family who had taken Aeon's advice. But even the hopes of Dermal surviving didn't give any reassurance to Aeon. She crouched low to the ground behind a pillar. She could sense someone approaching. Taking one last breath, she squeezed her weapons. In one fluid move, she brought her blade on her attacker. Before she knew it, she was flipped to the ground by a quick defensive move, but that didn't knock her unaware, she brought her dagger up to eye level again, ready to slash, but she instantly stopped. "Liam!" she cried.
He had a blade to her throat, but quickly pulled away when he saw his wife. He was brought into a tight embrace. He did the same with equal force and started to kiss her face which had various bruises and cuts. "I tried to find you," he started, but Aeon stopped him from saying anything with her feverent kisses.
"I knew you were still alive," she cried between kisses. She pulled away when he helped her up from the ground. "I doubt they're all gone. I killed plenty, but not enough for a Necromonger armada."
Liam nodded in agreement. "I found the fish merchant." He tried to lighten their moods.
"Alive I hope?" Aeon scanned her surroundings.
"Close enough." Liam did the same. It was quiet, that made him anxious, which made him angry. He noticed Aeon was trembling, he hoped it was because of fear than her wounds.
"We can't save everyone." She whispered sadly.
"We have to leave the planet before,"
Aeon didn't wait for him to finish his sentence before she grabbed his arm and started to make a run for their ship they stole from the passenger freighter they were on earlier. She stopped where they left the ship, but as she was expecting, it wasn't there.
"Where's the ship!" Liam cried in frustration and anger.
Aeon's eyes widened when her mental abilities kicked in and she sensed danger. She could feel a Necromonger's presence near by. He was planning to plunge a dagger into Liam in one of his sweet spots where he surely would be killed. She wouldn't be able to kill the freak in time, he was too fast and Liam was too close. Liam, I'm sorry. She hoped he heard her before she flipped over Liam's head to land in the line of fire. Her eyes widened and she gasped for air as the weapon plunged into her abdomen. She could feel blood drip from the corner of her mouth as the blood flooded her lungs. She could hear Liam cry out and knew the Necromonger was dead before she felt the pain. Her body couldn't support her weight anymore and she collapsed, but didn't hit the ground.
Liam couldn't believe his eyes or mind. No! This can't be happening! He held Aeon in his arms and brushed a strand of hair out of her face. "Aeon," his voice failed him. She was still alive, but she was fading fast. Why? He shook his head and brought her forehead to his.
"B-because, I love you. I t-thought you were t-the smart one." Aeon sputtered.
Liam instantly looked into her eyes and held her face in his hands. "Aeon, don't speak," he tried to say, but his sadness was overwhelming him.
Her lips quirked as she tried to grin, but she was fading. Liam wouldn't allow her to die. "Save your energy." He whispered into her red hair, closing his eyes to hold back the tears that were fighting to come out. Instead of allowing sadness, he became furious. His eyes glowed a fierce purple, red, and blue as one single tear fell down his cheek. He watched as a Necromonger ship pulled up to them and release many soldiers, but amount didn't matter anymore. All thought and reason was gone. The first Necromonger that approached was already dead in Liam's eyes.