Chapter 19
When Fury opened her eyes again, the sky was lighting up. Because of the curse, her body knew when to wake up if she ever fell asleep in the night. She wasn't the only one awake though. Strife was and was waiting near the edge of the hole they put Fury and Death in for their plan.
They were hoping to see the curse break today. Fury looked over at Death in his tiger form. His dark cloak covered him to his waist and his back was to her. Fury reached out to stroke his fur and the thick fur on his chin. The tiger was awake and a deep purr rumbled from its throat.
It was close to dawn. She told herself.
It could work. She prayed that it would. Three long years she has been apart from Death. She missed the gentle caress of his hand upon her cheek, the feel of his lips on hers. Her hand ran slowly up and down his back. She balled her hand into a fist in the fur and saw sunlight on her knuckles. Her hand went flat against his back and she slowly pulled away as she sat up and looked behind her. The sun was beginning to rise.
Strife saw Fury sit up and looked in her direction. He saw the sun rising too. He crept closer to watch the events happen.
Fury's eyes were on Death too as she watched him change. She backed away to hide in the shadow of the hole, the sun shining on her love's pelt. The sunlight fell onto Death. The tiger's fur began to recede and his pale skin was seen more and more. His mane turned to the darkening black she remembered. She held a hand to her mouth as she fought back tears that threatened to fall. It was happening. It was really working.
Death blinked twice. He was almost human. It was day. He turned his head and saw Fury. She removed her hand from her mouth and shakily turned it so her palm was facing him. She couldn't move yet. He wasn't completely changed and if the sun got to her to soon she would change. Death couldn't believe his eyes. For the first time in three years, he saw Fury's face, a face he thought he would never see again. The sun crept higher and higher over the horizon and Fury saw his eyes changed. He was nephilim again.
She slowly extended a hand out to him. His hand moved towards hers, If only they could touch. If only for a moment they could touch before she changed, the spell would be broken. The curse War put on them would be broken forever. They would be free today.
But it wasn't meant to be.
Their fingers faintly touched, the sun reaching out for Fury and she felt the change erupting inside her. Her eyes suddenly changed to those of a hawk, her mouth opened to cry out 'No!' but a screeching sound escaped her instead. She changed right before Death's eyes. They were so close and now so far away as her hawk body flew away from him. She was gone again. She was so close to him that it felt like Death had lost her all over again.
After she disappeared Death fell to his knees and let out an angry roar of pain- not of a physical wound but from the heart.