Tags: Near Death Experience
A/N: Translations are at the end.
When Blaine awoke the next morning, he was happy to feel Kurt right next to him. He could tell through their bond that his soulmate was awake and was soaking in the feeling of being in his arms. "Good morning, my love," Blaine said in a sleepy voice as he looked up to see the blue eyes he loved so much.
"Sleep well?" Kurt asked, leaning down to give Blaine a kiss on his forehead.
"I always sleep well in your arms," Blaine replied. "Did you rest well?"
"I did," Kurt answered. "I've been awake for a little while now, just taking in our surroundings. This place has a lot of creatures I've never seen, but they don't seem to be hostile or even curious about the huts. I know they can't see them, but it's almost like they all stay to their certain areas around the two trees and don't necessarily interact with each other. It's odd."
"Well, maybe we will just look around the garden, not disturb anything, and see if we can find another way out," Blaine offered and then leaned up to kiss Kurt properly. "The huts should be dispelling soon; let's get packed up and make something for breakfast. The others should be awake by now and might just be waiting for us to emerge."
"Sounds good, thiramen," Kurt replied, kissing Blaine again, a little longer than the previous one, knowing that it might be awhile before they could kiss again.
They packed up their bedrolls quietly and got their things ready to go for the day. After they exited the hut, they sat down on a nearby log and got out some food to eat while they waited on the others. They didn't have to wait too long. Santana was out of the other hut first, a look of disgust on her face.
"I may need to shack up with you two next time," she said as she sat down on the log by Blaine. "Those two cannot control their bodily functions when they sleep."
"I could make you your own hut, too, if you'd like," Blaine offered. "Though if you wanted to sleep in our hut, you would be more than welcome."
"My own would be better, honestly," Santana said much to the relief of Kurt and Blaine both. "I'd rather not be in the way while you guys are still in the early stages of your bonding. I know how important this time is for you both."
"Thanks, Tana," Blaine said as both he and Kurt blushed. "I will make sure you have your own hut tonight."
Several minutes later, the huts both dispelled, and the boys could smell what Santana was talking about. There was a foul odor that filled the air as soon as the hut was gone.
"I am so sorry you had to sleep in there," Blaine said, holding his breath. "You will most definitely have your own hut from now on or share ours."
Kurt was nodding his head in agreement while making gagging noises. He didn't care if their bonding got disturbed, nobody should be subjected to that smell.
Not having the comfortable and consistent temperature that the hut provided around them, Finn and Puck awoke, slightly chilled. Once everyone was fed, the group discussed their plan for the day. As they were looking around at the scenery, Blaine and Finn were able to make out a shape on the other side of the trees, but they couldn't quite tell what it was. Kurt and Santana declared that it was a doorway of some sort. Puck didn't see anything; he was too short and still much too focused on his food.
"I think we should try to get out of here as quickly as possible and disturb as little as possible," Kurt offered. "There are a lot of creatures in this place that I've never before seen or heard about. They all seem to have designated spots around the trees, or at least that's how it seems to me."
"So, the plan is to get around the trees to the doorway and hope that it leads out of here?" Blaine asked the group.
When they were finished eating, they followed Blaine's lead through the garden. Kurt was right; there were so many unique species of animals there. Blaine was fighting the urge to sit down and draw them all out so that he could research them later. As the group got closer to the trees, Kurt and Finn noticed a humanoid figure standing by the fountain.
"Guys, somebody's over by the fountain," Finn blurted out to the group, pointing.
Blaine had been so distracted by the creatures that he hadn't noticed. Now that he had been made aware, he saw the figure Finn was talking about. "Should we go over there?" he asked.
"Yes, you should come over here," a voice said, seeming to come from inside their heads.
They all stopped and looked at each other. "Did you guys hear that, too?" Blaine whispered, and they all nodded. "What do you think we should do?"
"You won't leave this place without talking to me first, so you might as well just come now," the same voice purred in their minds.
"Let's just get this over with," Kurt said, irritated. He did not like having this stranger inside his head like that.
As they approached the fountain, the animals and creatures who had been walking around it stopped and watched them. When they got close enough, they were able to take in the person who was now standing on the water in the fountain. What they saw was a dapper, androgynous figure. The figure had male features but was also very petty. He wore a black, fitted suit and a top hat. Though he looked very non-threatening, there was an immense power coming from his lithe, graceful figure. The whole group could sense it, and they were very cautious.
"Hello," the man said. "My name is Metyx." He held out the "S" at the end of his name momentarily. "Can I ask what you are doing in my garden?" A devilish smile lit up his features.
"We were sent on a mission, and Emelle was our next stop," Blaine answered. He was trying to recall where he had read the name "Metyx" before.
"Ah," Metyx answered. "I know of this mission. It is not a mission you will succeed on." His speech was slow and smooth, almost as if he drew delight from every word he spoke. "There will always be prejudice and injustice in this world. That is not something you five alone can change."
"You are living proof of change, aren't you?" Blaine challenged, remembering where he had read about Metyx. He was the fallen right hand of the creator. Metyx used to be in "the eternity," working alongside the creator, but one day, he decided to challenge him. Instead of a challenge, Metyx was cast out of the heavens and never permitted reentry.
"You've remembered who I am, Blaine of Wellume," Metyx said, amused. "You've missed quite a few details in your...recollection, but the main idea is there. You might want to tell your companions to put their weapons away. You and I both know they will do no good as I cannot be killed."
"He's right," Blaine said to the group. "He can't be killed. He's one who's been cast out of the heavens by the creator himself. His sole purpose in this world is to spread evil." Blaine then turned to Metyx. "So, I'm guessing this is the Cradle of Creation, and those are the trees of Life and Knowledge?" he asked, gesturing toward the fountain and gold-leafed trees in front of them.
"That would be correct on all accounts," Metyx answered. "Now, the question is, what is your next move?"
"We're going to continue on our mission," Blaine answered without hesitation. "While we might not be able to stop all prejudice everywhere, we can do what we can to make the world a better place for anyone who's been labeled as different."
The others agreed with him and weren't backing down, no matter how daunting of a task fulfilling the prophecy seemed. They had been marked. They had been chosen. They were in this together to the end. No matter what this guy was saying, the Fates had chosen them to carry out this mission and carry it out they would.
"Your companions are either very courageous or very stupid; I haven't decided which one yet," Metyx said, amused.
"They're some of the best people I've ever met," Blaine defended. "As titillating as this conversation has been, we're going to be on our way."
"You all know who I am now," Metyx began. "Do you honestly think I would let you just waltz right out of here without trying to kill you?" He laughed as though he'd just told a wonderful joke. "You're trying to reverse something I've spent ages trying to perfect."
"Bring it on, jackass!" Puck said defiantly, knowing his companions felt the same way.
"Children, don't let them leave unharmed," Metyx said casually and then vanished.
"Children?" Finn asked.
"The book I read mentioned something about beings that helped guard the trees that was planted here by their creator," Blaine recalled, keeping his eyes peeled for anything that might be emerging. "They're called golems, and they exist exclusively to follow their creator's orders and demands, in this case is Metyx, no matter what. They only understand the language of their creator, and Metyx, I'm sure, knows all of the languages there are."
Just as he finished explaining this, two creatures appeared. One looked like a pile of various bones melded together. It had six skulls, five arms, two legs, and a tail. There was no flesh anywhere to be seen. The other one was the complete opposite; it was made entirely of fleshy pieces of different bodies all stitched together.
"Now that I know what we're up against, I remember that they really don't like fire!" Blaine told the group as they were readying themselves for battle once again. "The bone golem is more dangerous. We need to take it out first if we can."
Kurt was the first one to get a shot off and marked the bone golem with his magic. He shot two arrows at it, connecting both times; one arrow was sticking in its ribcage and the other in its pelvic bone.
Blaine attacked next and imbued his quiver with magic [Fire Arrows] that would cause fire damage as well as the thunder damage that the gnome's imbued. He didn't do nearly as much damage as he'd hoped he would, but it was damage nonetheless.
Puck, Santana, and Finn all charged at the bone golem together. When Puck hit it the first time, his battleaxe shown with bright light, doing extra radiant damage. Unfortunately, his second swing did not connect, and his axe flew right past the creature's left leg. Santana hit it with both of her short swords at the same time, effectively cutting off one of its many arms. Finn raised his scimitar and hit the golem twice, cutting off another arm.
When it saw Puck, Santana, and Finn rush toward its friend, the flesh golem went to its aid. It first tried to hit Puck since he was closest. The golem did not account for Puck's build, however, and missed him entirely with its first swing. It then swung at Finn and hit him in the right arm, doing minimal damage.
The bone golem was pissed at the attacks being thrown at it. It targeted Kurt and surrounded him with what appeared to be a bone cage of sorts.
Kurt was furious with himself that he had not dodged out of the way of the bone prison he was now in. He saw a weak spot in the cage that he thought he could escape through, and he easily did.
Blaine was even more pissed that Kurt was trapped and hit the bone golem right in the middle of two of the skulls, shattering them both to bits.
Startled by the flesh golems appearance, Puck's next swing at the bone golem missed. Thankfully, a second one hit and effectively shattered the being to bits. With that one out of the way, Santana and Finn turned toward the flesh golem, ready to cut it to pieces. Santana struck first, slicing deep into its torso on both sides. Then, Finn hit it twice with his scimitar. He felt like he hit the golem pretty hard but was disappointed to see that the flesh golem looked mostly unharmed. After a moment, he noticed that it was stitching itself up where he had hit it, and it hadn't done that when Santana had attacked. Finn didn't have any time to think, because the golem was now attacking him. It clubbed Finn once in the arm and once in the chest with his hands.
Remembering what Blaine had told them only moments before about the flesh golem not liking fire, Kurt imbued his lightning arrows with fire and shot two of them at the golem. Neither Puck nor Santana saw the golem stitch itself up again, but Finn did. He had been watching to see if it was just a trick of his mind or if the creature mended itself after being damaged. Before he had the chance to say anything, Blaine loosed a bolt from his crossbow at the golem. The bolt severed a majority of the stitches in the creature's left shoulder, leaving it hanging by a few threads. Puck then wound up and smacked the golem in its torso with his axe. The strike was so hard that all of the stitches holding the flesh golem together unraveled, and it fell to the ground in a pile of goo.
The group didn't have a lot of time to celebrate their victory. As Kurt and Blaine started to walk toward their companions, Blaine yelped in pain as a new creature snuck up on them and bit him on the left leg. At Blaine's yell, the group turned to see what was happening. An enormous serpentine creature that looked like a cross between a centipede and a crocodile had snuck up on them. The beast was a deep blue and covered in a scaly hide. It has six pairs of legs and a very long tail that wound out far behind it.
Santana and Finn wasted no time in rushing to their friend's aid. On her first attack, Santana swung her sword a little too enthusiastically and landed next to the creature's mouth. It tried to take a bite at her and missed. She regained her balance and focus and swung again, hitting it on its back. Finn moved in to try and strike the creature. He was able to make contact with his first attack, but the monster was able to skitter out of the way when he brought his scimitar back down.
The creature then attacked Blaine since he was bleeding already; it wanted another taste. It sunk its teeth into the same leg, doing quite a bit of damage, mangling Blaine's leg in the process. Blaine cried out again and, when he did so, startled the beast, keeping it from wrapping its body around him.
Kurt backed away from the creature, not having anything he could attack it with at this close range. However, it lunged at him, biting him before he was able to step back. He was beyond furious. Through their bond, he could feel Blaine's pain. He was also in pain, though it didn't compare to the pain his soulmate was in. Kurt took a deep breath, determined to make each arrow count. And count it did. His first arrow hit the creature right in the neck, while the second one hit it more in the torso.
Blaine was done with this fucker biting him. He sent black ribbons of dark energy [Negative Energy Flood] at the creature that it was unable to avoid. The beast wailed as the ribbons attacked its entire body. Puck swung his battleaxe at the monster twice more, imbuing the weapon with the astral radiance. His first swing missed due to the creature's pained writhing but connected the second time. As Puck's second strike came down, Santana took two more swings, making contact with the beast both times and slicing it down its back and side. Finn also struck twice, adding slices to its middle and lower back.
Sensing that it was likely going to lose the battle, the creature exhaled lightning toward Blaine in a last-ditch effort to take an enemy down with it. Kurt screamed in pain, and the others saw their friend drop to the ground, twitching as the electricity passed through his unconscious body.
"NOOOOOOO!" Kurt screamed, feeling his heart shattering, and loosed two arrows at the still wiggling monster, needing this thing to be out of the way before he could rush over to check on Blaine. Both arrows hit the beast right between the eyes, and it dropped to the ground. For good measure, Santana, Finn, and Puck all struck it once more to make sure it was dead while Kurt hurried to Blaine's side to see if he could stabilize him and stop the bleeding. He was too distraught, shaking and sobbing uncontrollably, to really help and didn't fully realize that his soulmate wasn't breathing at all. Kurt could feel their bond, but it was fading quickly. Something needed to happen before the bond faded away, but Kurt had absolutely no idea what to do.
Puck rushed over and knelt beside Blaine on the opposite side of Kurt. He quickly assessed Blaine's wounds and was successful in stopping the bleeding. Blaine's body was ashen and had black marks all over it in a lighting pattern. His whole body looked bruised, and Kurt could see all of his veins, black against his pale skin. His soulmate looked like he had been burned from the lightning. There was so much blood covering him that it was difficult for Kurt and the others to see where the source of it was coming from.
As a paladin, Puck had been gifted a touch that would allow him to heal wounds [Revivify]. Kurt watched Blaine's chest with bated breath, hoping that Puck would be able to bring his soulmate back. The dwarf touched Blaine and through his magic, was able to restore some of Blaine's life force, though not all of it. The color in Blaine's cheeks and hands began to come back, and the dark bruises from the lightning damage began to fade. As his chest started to rise and fall, Kurt could feel their soulbond strengthen.
Suddenly, Blaine gasped as life came flooding back to him. "What the hell just happened?" he asked in a croaky voice, feeling Kurt's panic and sorrow.
"The beast spewed lightning at you, and it knocked you out," Santana said, concern written all over her face.
Instinctually, Blaine looked at Kurt and saw tears in his eyes and tear tracks down his cheeks. "I'm alright now, my love," he whispered. "I'm right here, and I'm alive."
Kurt nodded, too afraid to say anything, because he knew his voice would waver with emotion.
"We need to get out of here," Santana said. "Let's go toward the door that Porcelain and I saw earlier. That has to be the way out of this place."
Kurt gave Blaine a large drink of his rejuvenating water that he had gotten at the Festival of Clane. The water helped close up a few more of the wounds and make it so that Blaine could carry some of his own weight as they prepared to leave the garden.
They all agreed and started walking toward the gate. Kurt and Finn were on each side of Blaine, helping support him as he walked. Though Puck had been able to close his wounds, Blaine's leg was still very sore. Santana was in the lead, and Puck was bringing up the rear. The other creatures in the garden left them alone after watching the group slaughter the foes that were put before them. As the group approached the door, they noticed that it wasn't guarded or locked. All Santana had to do was turn the knob.
The door opened up to a space that was much like the one they had escaped from into the garden, though there were no fire elementals to greet them this time. There was, however, another staircase that led up further than any of them could see. Blaine weakly conjured his silver orbs, and the group began to climb. Every hour, he would re-conjure them. It took them longer to reach the top than it did to go down the first set of stairs as they had to stop and rest often to keep up Blaine's strength.
When they finally reached the top, they found themselves in a cave. "I think we should stay here for the night, guys," Kurt said, speaking for the first time since Blaine had fallen unconscious. They all agreed.
"I don't have the energy to put up three different huts," Blaine offered. "I have another spell that I could use, though. It will create one huge structure, and we can each have our own area of it if that's alright with everyone. I'd still like to have some semblance of privacy with Kurt."
"I think that sounds like a good plan, boss," Puck said.
"I agree, dude," Finn offered.
"I'm good with that, too," Santana agreed. "Does it work like the huts, where you can dictate who can and cannot come into it?"
"Yeah, it does, Tana," Blaine reassured and set out to conjure the structure [Mordenkainen's Private Sanctum] which was basically a much larger version of the hut. Kurt never left his side, and the others stayed close by. No one felt comfortable being away from their friend and leader.
When the structure was complete, Blaine led them inside. The place was huge, and as they all entered, the group noticed that they could no longer hear the sounds of the cave. Like the hut they had become accustomed to, the new structure was the perfect temperature and had adequate lighting. There was a magical barrier around it, and only those who the spell caster permitted were allowed inside.
"This place is ginormous!" Finn exclaimed, gazing around him at the sheer expanse.
"It is pretty spacious, isn't it?" Blaine admitted. "I prefer the intimacy of the huts to be honest. Tonight, there was just no way I could conjure them, though. I'm exhausted." He looked at the group apologetically, but no one seemed to notice.
"We're going to set up our bed right here," Kurt said as he helped Blaine sit down. "I don't want to have to go too far right now."
"Let's spread out, guys," Santana told the other two. "Holler if you need anything, Kurt."
"I will," Kurt answered. "Thanks." He waited until Puck and Finn had walked away before calling softly, "Hey, San?"
"Yeah?" Santana said.
Kurt stood so he could talk to her in closer proximity, not wanting what he was going to say to be overheard.
"I'm going to completely undress him and clean his wounds," Kurt said with a slight blush in his cheeks. "Could you keep the guys away for a little bit?"
"I sure can," Santana answered. "Here's my water and some cloths. If you need me to run out and get more water, let me know, and I will...Or if you need me to sit with him for a while."
Kurt surprised both of them by hugging her. "You're an excellent friend, San. Don't worry, though. I won't tell anyone." He winked at her with a small smile.
As Santana started walking away, Blaine spoke up. "Hey, Tana?"
"What's up, Blaine?" she answered gently, turning back.
"What if I put a hut up right here for Kurt and me, and you could stay close to us?" Blaine offered. He could tell that his momentary death had scared her more than she'd let on.
"Can you do that?" Santana asked. "I was honestly going to suggest it earlier, but I have no idea how your magic works at all. I didn't know if you could put one structure inside of another."
"I've never tried it," Blaine admitted. "I'd like to, though." He attempted to cast the spell as he sat on the ground. To his surprise, he was able to cast the hut within the structure, right around the three of them. "Well, huh. You learn something new every day I guess." He grinned at Kurt and Santana.
"Alright, Hobbit," Santana said with a little chuckle. "I will get out of here so you guys can do what you need to and get some rest. I will be right outside here and will probably call the guys back over, too."
"That sounds good, Tana," Blaine said. "You will be able to get back in if there's an emergency."
"I doubt that will happen," Santana deadpanned as she stood up and walked toward the entrance of the hut. "Rest well, both of you."
Kurt got busy setting out the bedrolls and helping Blaine to lay down and get comfortable. He then stripped his clothes off of his soulmate slowly and started cleaning Blaine's wounds. The water he had drank, and the magic that Puck and Kurt had performed had closed the injuries, but there was still dried blood all over his body from the bites and other damage he had taken. Seeing all of the blood and the healing wounds, Kurt broke down and started to cry. Flashes of Blaine's body lying prone and lifeless on the ground kept playing through his mind as he looked at the cuts and bruises.
"Kurt," Blaine began, sitting up to embrace his soulmate, feeling Kurt's anguish through their soulbond, "please don't cry. I'm alright, and I'm right here."
"I just got you, and I could have lost you forever today," Kurt sobbed into Blaine's chest.
"Kurt, my love, look at me, please," Blaine pled, wanting to calm his soulmate and reassure him that he was safe.
As Kurt calmed his breathing and his sobs lessened, he looked up into the golden eyes he loved so much.
"I am not going anywhere. No matter what. I don't believe that Fate would have brought us together just to tear us apart so soon," Blaine said quietly as he searched Kurt's gaze. "There might be bumpy roads ahead, and one or both of us might get hurt along the way. It's just the way the world works. What we need to always remember is that we belong to each other in every sense of the word. Nothing and nobody can come between us, no matter how hard they try. They won't win. We will." He pressed a gentle kiss to Kurt's temple. "Our souls have always been made to find each other. In every lifetime you and I have lived, we've chosen to come back and find each other and fall in love all over again, over and over for all eternity. And I just feel so lucky that I found you so soon in this lifetime because all I want to do, all I've ever wanted to do, is spend my life loving you. So, that is why I know that we will be alright, and nothing that we can't overcome will happen to us." He swallowed back his emotions. This moment was about healing Kurt.
Kurt was crying for a different reason now. He could feel the love, adoration, and sincerity in Blaine's speech through their bond. Kurt could tell in the depths of his soul that Blaine was right, and there was not a force strong enough to ever keep them apart. "You're right, thiramen. You're absolutely right." He cleared his throat, pushing the worst past his thick tongue. "I know we will be together forever. Seeing you like that today; it just really shook me. And, I know now that I can survive it if it were to happen again." He smiled, swiping the rest of his tears away before kissing Blaine's cheek. "Now, lay back down and let me clean you up," he ordered playfully.
"Bossy," Blaine smirked mischievously. "How about I clean us both up, and then we get dirty?" he asked, wiggling his triangle eyebrows suggestively.
"You're ridiculous, thiramen," Kurt said with a chuckle and started to get undressed.
Once Blaine cleaned them up with his magic, Kurt could tell that his soulmate's energy was disappearing quickly. He made a decision right then that that night, he would do all of the work. With Blaine on his back, Kurt sat down between Blaine's spread legs and leaned back himself, exposing his entrance to Blaine. Kurt began to work himself open with his own fingers and saliva, gasping when he noticed that Blaine had used a little more magic to add some lubrication.
"Blaine," Kurt moaned as he made quick work of the preparation, "This feels so good. I can't wait for you to be inside me."
"Va're desha Veluthe e bren," Blaine said, mesmerized by what he was watching Kurt do to himself.
After hearing Blaine speak to him in their native language, Kurt got up and straddled Blaine, lowering himself down onto the hard cock waiting for him, groaning the entire way. Knowing that Blaine's energy wasn't going to hold out for very long and taking into account the stress from the day, Kurt rode Blaine hard and fast. They released all of the stress and tension they had been holding inside all day long into each other.
Both of them thought it felt like it was their first time together because of how quickly they reached their orgasms. Kurt started stroking his own hard cock in time with the up and down motions Blaine was helping him with. The second they made eye contact, they both yelled each other's names and came so hard they blacked out for a few seconds. Kurt was the first to come back to himself, somehow having stayed upright when he blacked out.
He pulled himself off of Blaine and grabbed the cloth and water Santana had lent him, pouring some onto the fabric and cleaning Blaine up first, then himself. Kurt laid down beside Blaine and pulled the extra blanket over them, maneuvering Blaine's pliant body to lay on his chest. He wanted to have Blaine in his arms through the night. Even though he knew that Blaine was alive and safe at that moment, he struggled to completely get the image of his soulmate lying on the ground, not moving, out of his head.
The boys woke several hours later, though they weren't sure exactly how long they'd slept, to some sort of phantom pull outside the sanctum. They looked at each other and instantly knew that the other was feeling the same thing. Kurt was relieved at how much better Blaine looked after resting. The red marks where the magic had healed him were more of a light pink color and would likely be gone entirely by the following night. They got dressed and quietly made their way out of the hut and then the sanctum, walking hand in hand.
Blaine conjured his silver orbs and made sure they weren't too bright as the boys followed the invisible tug toward a part of the cave they hadn't seen yet. Neither one was scared or nervous or had a bad feeling about what they were doing. They trusted the pull for a reason that neither of them understood.
After they had walked for about 10 minutes, they stopped and squeezed each other's hands. There, in the mouth of the cave, bathing in the moonlight, were two dire wolf pups. One was black with purple tinted crystals down it's back, and one was white with light green crystals. As the boys approached them, the wolves did not seem to be startled or scared. Blaine sat down at the entrance of the cave, and Kurt sat in front of him, leaning back on him slightly.
The wolves came over to the two boys and nudged at their left hands. Simultaneously, Kurt and Blaine reached up to pet the pup in front of them, the white one next to Blaine and the black one next to Kurt. When their hands rubbed down to the neck of the wolves, the pups simultaneously raised their heads and howled at the moon in beautiful harmony. Neither boy had seen that Santana, Finn, and Puck had heard them leave the hut and followed them. They all had tears in their eyes, knowing that the prophecy would be completed now. All they had to do was see it through.
"We're on the right path," Blaine said softly to Kurt, stroking the white pup. "We just need to keep moving forward and righting all the wrongs we can along the way. We can do this. Together."
B~B~B~B~B
The group would go on and eventually defeat Omno Persan and many of his followers. It took them a couple of years to build their strength against him as they needed to gain followers, knowledge, and magic. There was no way to completely rid the world of prejudice; it just wasn't possible. It was possible, however, to spread acceptance and tolerance, and that's exactly what they did.
During the final battle, the group was well prepared. They had learned all they could about their enemy, and the weapons the purists were likely going to use. In a book that Blaine found along the way, he learned that only a truly powerful spell could do what Omno Persan wanted: Deep Lament. What Omno wasn't counting on, though, was Blaine and his party learning the only way to counter the spell.
Deep Lament is the gathering of hate, fear, and cruelty from a creature and its surroundings which is coalesced within the being to form a nearly vicious blast of physically damaging evil. Divine Blaze is a forgiving rebound and only works when charged with Deep Lament. The creature shooting the blaze has to willingly take the hit. However, in their last dying action, a visible, nearly tangible beam of pure forgiveness is shot from the spirit of the creature, as the physical part of the creature has already been killed, and hurled back at the source of the lament.
Omno Persan siphoned all of the hate, cruelty, and fear from all creatures around him and cast it with all of his strength at the companions. The group all joined hands, the wolves on each end and Blaine in the middle, and simultaneously cast Divine Blaze back, giving up their lives in order to keep others safe from this great evil.
Blaine knew Divine Blaze had worked when he stumbled into a dimly lit room with two figures in it. One, was his love, his soulmate. The other was a figure behind a podium, beckoning for him to join them.
A/N: Translation
**Elvish to Common
Va're desha Veluthe e bren. = You're so beautiful like this.
***The proposal is adapted from the actual proposal in Glee. Most of those words aren't mine.
***The spells at the very end, Deep Lament and Divine Blaze are made up spells and will not be found in any D&D manual/book.
***I wanted to talk about the death mechanics of D&D. When Blaine 'dies' earlier in this chapter, he isn't all of the way dead at this point. Each character has hit points, and when they are dropped to 0. If someone is near them, they can try to stabilize them, which is what Kurt tried to do. He was so distraught, however, that he failed to do this properly. He couldn't even remember that he had magic that he could have used to heal him in that way. Puck, being a paladin and not so emotionally close to the situation, used his magic to heal Blaine enough to get them out of the garden and to safety. If they cannot be stabilized, they have to make what are called "death saves" by rolling on a 20-sided dice and the number determines if you pass or fail. If a character fails 3 of these death saves before succeeding 3 times, they are dead-dead and have to either be resurrected or play a new character. There are some spells, like "Disintegrate" which we saw in Chapter 3, that require very high levels of magic to bring the person back. This happened in the campaign that I play in. Our DM (Dungeon Master) disintegrated his wife's character, and we spent the next 2 sessions finding someone powerful enough to bring her back. There are other spells, like "Negative Energy Flood" that if they bring a creature to 0 hit points, that creature then turns into a zombie and they will not be able to come back as what they were should they be healed.