Part III: Rain
So much for laying low…when Lux had suggested a quiet evening walk this isn't quite what Katarina had envisioned – it had been infinitely more fun obviously, a bit of murder therapy had been just what she needed, but now that the blood rush had subsided, that familiar feeling of dirty regret was creeping over her. She was desperate to remain in her murderous afterglow just a little longer, to cling on to that heady, rapturous, satisfaction as long as she could…but she wasn't able to ignore the irritating, overwhelming truth; that they had fucked up. They had fucked up massively. They were supposed to be hiding out, blending in. They were certainly not supposed to be leaving alleyways full of blood and corpses and magic – even Evelynn would have balked at their lack of subtly…
The fact was that, short of parading up and down the street in skimpy bunny outfits, launching fireworks, playing mariachi music and handing out pamphlets with their names and pictures on, they couldn't have done much more to draw attention to themselves. Katarina could almost feel the net tightening around them. They were completely exposed here. She could feel her paranoia returning, invisible hands stretching out towards her from the shadows…
She shook herself, struggling to think clearly. Finally she spotted Lux, already a good distance away and getting further with every passing second. Katarina had to sprint flat out to catch her, and when eventually she drew level with the other girl, she was already breathing heavily.
She knew better than to try and talk, it was hard enough just trying to keep up. Lux was in a state of hysteria, running aimlessly as fast as her skinny legs could carry her, never looking back, as though some hideous monster was hunting her, snapping at her heels. Katarina thought she had a pretty good idea what that monster might be.
They were utterly lost, tearing down streets and alleys that were impossible to distinguish in the daylight let alone the black of night. The wind rushed in their ears as they ran, and their rasping breath and hammering feet sounded indecently loud in the empty streets. They were making far too much noise, drawing too much attention to themselves, every time they turned a corner Katarina expected to find more of the thugs lying in wait… or soldiers, or guards, or assassins, or anyone, it felt like all of Runterra was against them, hunting them. It was her and Lux against the world.
They ran and ran, but they didn't see another soul. The winding streets were completely deserted. The night traders pushing their less than legal goods, the furtive lovers groping at each other in the shadows, the vast swarms of drunks staggering rowdily in and out of the taverns, even the beggars that huddled in doorways beneath mounds of tattered blankets; all these people, that were usually so unavoidable, stalking the streets till the early hours of the morning, were tonight conspicuous only in their absence. The buildings were barricaded shut, doors barred, candle light flickering faintly behind heavily shuttered windows. The place was a ghost town. Very they soon found out why.
As they ran, the storm finally broke. The heavens opened and rain hammered down from unseen clouds; hot, fat, rain drops pelted them and everything else, spitting off the stone and turning the dusty road to sludge beneath their feet.
A wild wind tore through the lonely city, destructive and indiscriminate, like some ancient beast stirring after centuries of sleep. It howled with anger, its countless unseen claws tearing at anything it could reach.
They were still running, fighting the wind, a raggedy child's doll was swept along in the gutter beside them and a market stall splintered and collapsed as they passed.
Thunder stalked their manic progress, as though the sky was a great slab of ice, cracking and splintering above their heads. It seemed to speed up as they sped up, a deep aching rumble that echoed the beat of their own furious hearts.
Within minutes they were completely soaked, Katarina's hair was plastered to her face and her clothes hung heavy on her bones. Still Lux refused to stop running. It was getting harder and harder to follow her. Katarina was exhausted, the relentless water beating down upon her frame sapping her of what energy she had left. She kept losing her footing and she could barely see, her vision was a mess of grey and scarlet as her lank hair whipped against her face.
All she could do was follow the tiny flecks of gold that every so often cut through the gloom. It was like she'd died and an angel was leading onwards, guiding her through this nightmarish place to whatever came next. Maybe she had died.
And then the running stopped. Just like that. Katarina skidded to a halt, narrowly avoiding Lux who was doubled over, leaning heavily on her knees, coughing and spluttering into the dirt. Katarina laid a gentle hand on her shoulder before almost collapsing herself. She staggered to one side, panting for breath, almost buffeted over by the wind and rain. Her lungs were screaming, her muscles were burning, the sky suddenly lit up, a flash of brilliant white that caught and sparkled in every glittering rain drop.
Katarina saw for the first time where they were, and she understood why Lux had finally stopped running. She had simply run out of room to run.
They were standing at the edge of a huge circular pool. It was sunken deep into the ground, the inky black surface of the water alive with ripples in the fierce rainfall. They had come to the centre of it all, the city's beating heart. This was the same waterhole – lake seemed like a better word – that had given birth to the whole wretched place, it was the sole reason life could exist in this god forsaken desert at all, and yet here it was, just sitting there in this massive featureless square, unmarked, unguarded, unassuming.
If this were Noxus there would be flags everywhere, great statues built in its honour, soldiers stationed there around the clock. The rich would have their mansions built at its perimeter and the poor would flock there in wonder.
Fuck Noxus; Katarina thought, angry at herself for even thinking about her estranged home.
Katarina swept her sodden hair off her face and turned her head towards the sky. She shut her eyes and let the rain wash over skin, sucking greedily at the cool, fresh air. After the weeks of stifling heat it was almost blissful.
"Fuck Noxus." She muttered under her breath.
It felt good, really good, to say it out loud… after all this time. Adrenaline was surging though her body, she could actually feel the blood, rushing through her veins, and her heart – her heart was pounding madly against her chest, faster and faster, like a wild animal was trying to smash its way free…she felt like she might explode, she felt lightheaded, drunk, fearless…
"FUCK NOXUS!" She suddenly yelled, her voice swallowed by the storm. She gasped, eyes wide with skittish excitement, and then again, even louder, "FUCK NOXUS!" She threw her arms up towards the sky, spinning round and round on the spot, daring the heavens themselves to stop her. There was a great crash of thunder, louder than any yet, and the sky ignited with blinding white light. "FUCK YOU TOO!" She screamed up at the infinite, writhing blackness, and then she started to laugh, wild, euphoric, maniacal laughter that didn't stop. Her skin shone and her eyes sparkled. She was higher than she had ever been. She was unstoppable. She was alive.
Beside her Lux was getting unsteadily back to her feet, her shoulders drooped, her arms hanging limply at her sides, her golden hair cascading down over her pale cheeks. She watched quietly, somberly, as the redhead twirled and danced and laughed in the rain.
Katarina noticed Lux watching and squealed with delight. She rushed over, still giggling, to where Lux stood. Carefully she brushed Lux's hair away from her face, her touch gentle despite her exuberant energy. She gazed into Lux's eyes and took her by the hands.
"Dance with me." She whispered.
Lux opened her mouth to reply but no sound came out. She tried to look away but she couldn't do it. She was spellbound, her eyes lost in an ocean of endless, shimmering jade. And then they were dancing, or rather, Katarina was dancing and Lux was allowing herself to be led, pulled and pushed and twirled, floating in the other girls strong arms, safe in her supple hands.
-those same hands that had viciously torn the life from so many that night…
Suddenly Lux was crying, weeping, her tears mingling with the rain that steaked down her face, her chin falling against her chest.
They stopped moving. Katarina released her hands. The thunder eased slightly above their heads, as though the world were holding its breath. She understood.
"You have always known who I am – what I am." Katarina said quietly. Lux looked up but didn't say anything, her bottom lip still trembling, tears clinging to her long eyelashes. "I thought you had accepted it." She added, her voice hollow, no trace of humour in it now. Her heart had slowed so much that it might have frozen in her chest, suddenly the rain felt cold against her skin and the wind biting.
"I have," Lux replied, "I had…"
"I never chose to become this person, I never had any choice about anything…I thought you, of all people, understood that."
"I do." Lux pleaded, her eyes brimming with fresh tears. Katarina looked down at the floor, watching the rain splashing at her feet, brilliant red hair thrashing across her face.
"I saw the way you looked at me…when I killed those people."
"I –I killed them as well." Lux said darkly.
There was a long silence, even the noises of the storm seemed somehow muffled, as though they were part of a different world.
"They had no idea who we are did they?" Katarina asked eventually, although she already knew the answer.
"No." Lux replied.
"They weren't Noxians or Demacians-
"No."
"They weren't assassins or soldiers… they weren't anyone!"
"No." Lux said, and she saw the distant look in Katarina's eyes, as close to guilt as she had ever seen the other girl get. "But they were still bad people Kat – awful people!" She said, wiping her eyes on the back of her hand, and trying hard to sound reassuring. "God knows what they would have done to us if we hadn't fought them."
"Oh I know exactly what they would have done." Katarina said with a grim laugh. Lux shuddered.
"Exactly." Lux reached out and squeezed Katarina's hand, and the other woman gave her a weak smile. "You didn't – we didn't have a choice."
"It seems like we never have any choice." Katarina mumbled miserably, and then suddenly she was angry, her voice raw and forceful. "I am so fucking tired of feeling powerless – of having no control over my own miserable life!" She ran both her hands through her wild hair and left them there, kneading her frazzled brain. "We are never going to escape them Lux…" She said, desperation edging into her voice. "How can we ever escape them when we belong to them…wherever we go, however far we run, they will be there because WE are THEM!" She was shouting now, becoming more and more manic, eyes popping, scar twitching - "They made us! Every little thing, every last, tiny, detail – designed by them (she spat the word, her voice dripping with disgust), for their purpose. A tool in their endless, worthless feud…We're not real people…"
Her voice cracked and all her wild, towering, anger simply died, in a single shuddering breath. Her spirit died with it and suddenly she was just a girl, a scared and vulnerable, girl, lost, drowning in the black heart of a storm.
She gave Lux a haunting, fleeting glance, black rain streaking down her beautifully tragic face, and silver tears brimming in her eyes. She blinked furiously, shaking her head, fighting against the immense weight of her hopelessness – but it was beating down upon her, fast and heavy as the rain, a flood of icy black water that rose and rose until it consumed her…
"I don't know who I am Lux." She said, and every word was a struggle, her voice a contorted, fractured whisper, almost unrecognizable, as she teetered on the edge of collapse. "I- I can feel Noxus, like a fucking parasite, burrowed deep in my brain, always there-
She flinched, as though in enormous pain, her eyelids fluttering briefly closed.
-I can't ever be truly free… How could I?" Katarina finished, staring into Lux's eyes, silently, desperately, pleading.
Lux met her gaze. She had listened, captivated in horror, to the other woman's words. She had felt them in her heart; they were cold and sharp and all too familiar. They were words that she had known, deep down, to be true ever from the very first moment she had laid eyes on the beautiful Noxian girl, with her ruby hair, and her emerald eyes…
"You're right." She said, and much to her surprise, she was utterly calm, her eyes unblinking, her voice steady. "You're completely right." She was fighting the overwhelming urge to embrace Katarina, to kiss her, to hold her and never let go…she knew it would not help. "I feel exactly the same way you do…"
"Then why are you so fucking calm?" Katarina burst out. "We can't ever win! There's no point…to anything!"
"But do you not see?" Lux said, still overwhelmingly calm - irritatingly calm.
"NO! NO I DON'T FUCKING SEE!" Katarina cried.
Lux smiled at her, a smile that seemed to sooth the raging skies, to part the walls of rain, to melt away the darkness, and Katarina, although she didn't understand why, felt the faintest glimmer of hope in her heart.
"I feel the same way…" Lux said. "We, are the same…"
"So?" Katarina asked breathlessly. "What difference does that make?
"It makes all the difference in the world!" Lux said eagerly. "You and I… Noxus and Demacia…We should be as different as two people can be, and yet-
"We're not… We're exactly the same." Katarina finished. "But what does that mean?"
It means," Lux began, the smile spreading wider across her face, her bright blue eyes shining like stars in the darkness, "that in spite of everything you've ever known, or been told, or even thought was wise - you're here, right now, with me. That is who you really are Kat."
"But…" Katarina began, looking thoroughly confused.
"You are a girl who gave up everything for a chance at friendship with someone you barely knew - someone you ought to have hated! - just because it felt right… because you recognized my lonely soul…because you wanted something that they would never let you have."
Lux took a deep breath before continuing.
"You are so much more than Noxus Kat…" Lux said, and there were tears swelling in her own eyes now, but behind those tears there was a blazing, steadfast conviction that warmed Katarina's very soul. "You are unlike any person I have ever known, and I wouldn't change a single thing about you. I know that we may never truly escape our past. We may never get to live ordinary lives. We might be fighting against those who would keep us apart for as long we live…but I don't care. I have more than I ever deserved –more than I ever hoped for! I have you, Kat. We are together, and honestly, that's enough."
They were so close now; Katarina could feel Lux's breath, warm on her skin, she was wilting under Lux's intense gaze but she could not tear her eyes away. The golden haired girl seemed to glow before her, emanating pure, terrifying power. She looked dangerous. She looked stunning. Their fingers intertwined seemingly of their own accord, and their hearts beat in unison.
When Lux spoke again her voice was deadly soft, barely more than a whisper, but to Katarina it sounded louder than the rain, the wind and the thunder put together.
"And while there is breath in my body and blood in my veins, I will fight anyone who dares to try and keep us apart. Demacia, Noxus, I'll fight the whole damn world if I have to…There are times were it might seem impossible, but the girl I fell in love with has never once backed down from a fight and she is not fighting alone anymore. We will never let them control us Kat…We will never stop fighting, and we will beat them. Together."
Katarina was stunned, for several seconds too stunned to speak. Lux's voice was still ringing in her ears. She didn't feel the rain still beating down upon them, or the wind howling though the square. Even the boom of the thunder seemed tame and childish after the raw power of Lux's words.
Finally she managed to find the wherewithal to speak, and she said the only thing she possibly could have.
"I fucking love you Luxanna Crownguard." She uttered breathlessly, eyes burning fiercely.
For several seconds they just stared intensely at each other, sharing in the wild energy and emotion of the moment, two souls become one.
Eventually Lux blinked, shaking herself slightly as though awakening from some kind of trance. She looked around them nervously, her eyes straining against the gloom, realising, properly, for the first time where they were.
"Let's go Kat." She whispered. "We can't stay here…"
Katarina did not reply, instead a wicked smile crept onto her lips. Lux's watchful eyes stopped in their sweep of the square and settled on the other girl's grin. She looked puzzled, frowning slightly, all too familiar with that dangerous glint in the red heads eye.
She opened her mouth to ask, 'just what was so amusing', but even as the words were rising in her throat Katarina gave her an almighty shove and she went flying backwards through the air, arms flailing madly, eyes wide with shock.
Time seemed to freeze. Katarina was grinning wildly, her arms still extended. Lux was suspended comically above the surface of the jet black water, her jaw flapping uselessly open and shut. Even the rain seemed to hang, for a moment, motionless in the air but then everything burst into chaotic life once more.
Lux smashed against the water and instantly disappeared beneath its fizzing, swelling surface. Her head span as she sunk into the impenetrable darkness. The world was suddenly muted, water surging all around her. She could hear the rain hammering against the surface of the pool somewhere far above her head, and faint, but no less manic laughter which could only belong to Katarina, still ringing in her ears. Her own yell of panic and confusion was lost in the inky blackness, reduced to no more than a great stream of bubbles rushing from her lips.
She remerged finally, smashing through the water and out into the stormy night air, no more elegantly than she had entered it several seconds early. She gasped desperately for air, purple in the face, as much from rage as from lack of air, with her long blonde hair trailing behind her in the water and her skinny arms flapping madly as she struggled to stay afloat.
Katarina was still standing casually at the edge of the pool, watching her endeavours with apparent interest. She had finally stopped laughing but she still wore a broad, insufferably smug grin all over her pretty face.
"Don't forget to kick." She suggested sweetly, folding her arms across her chest as Lux's white face disappeared briefly beneath the water once more.
"You absolute fuc- there was a huge crash of thunder and a rush of wind that sent Lux spinning in the thrashing water, she was hurled about like a ragdoll, completely at the mercy of the waves until the wind finally died down – bitch!" She spluttered angrily, water spurting from her mouth. "What the hell was that for?" She whirled around, disoriented, squinting her guys against the torrential rain and glaring in Katarina's vague direction.
The red head simply shrugged.
"Let them find us." She said in a sultry voice, her green eyes twinkling at Lux through the gloom.
Even in her sate of high indignation, from her precarious position bobbing in the water, Lux could not help but flush and bite her bottom lip.
She quickly forgot what she was angry about and could only watch, spellbound, as Katarina began to peel off her sodden clothes, slowly revealing the perfectly toned body beneath. Lux's heart skipped a beat as the other girl slipped, impossibly gracefully, out of her tight leather trousers, exposing inch after endless inch of her long, elegant legs.
Lux's jaw actually fell open at this point, promptly filling with water and sending her spluttering beneath the surface once again. By the time she recovered this time, Katarina was fully undressed, standing only in her underwear at the waters edge, clothes and boots neatly piled at her side.
Even if Lux hadn't recently swallowed several gallons of stagnant water she would still have been just as breathless. Her eyes were wide and eager, unsure where to look, flitting quickly from one spot to the next, as though trying to memorize every tiny detail of the woman before her, so that she might never forget her image again.
Katarina's pale skin sparkled in the darkness; her damp, blood red hair was tumbling in a single wave over her shoulder and down to her skinny waist. Her body was surely as close to perfect as was possible; slight and dainty, yet powerful and strong; slender yet curvaceous.
Lux lips were suddenly somehow dry despite being surrounded by endless water, and she was acutely aware of her heart, thudding violently in her chest.
Just looking at the other girl made Lux feel sinful; lust and jealously and greed, and all those things that she had been told her whole life that she simply must not feel, were suddenly all she knew, like a rich heady alcohol in her blood, rushing straight to her brain.
She was feeling lightheaded, her thoughts vague and her limbs were clumsy. She was drowning in delirious desire and if she wasn't careful, it would end up actually drowning her.
Even with so much else to look at however, Lux eyes were continuously drawn to Katarina's face, to her sparkling jade eyes and her full red lips. Her expression was entirely unassuming, even, perhaps, a little nervous. She was completely unaware of the wild effect she was having on her friend.
The Sinister Blade could wipe out an entire platoon of Demacian soldiers in under five seconds, yet when it came to things like…this, she was like a child, stumbling about in the sun for the first time; blind, timid and confused. There was a grace to her gracelessness. She was so exquisitely oblivious to the sheer power of her own beauty, and to Lux, this was the most beautiful thing of all.
She had never loved anything more.
"Well…move over then." Katarina mumbled, blushing deeply, all the confidence glaringly absent from her voice. Lux heart did a somersault as she swam hastily out of the way, never taking her eyes of the other girl.
Katarina stepped forwards, taking a deep breath, toes curling over the stone lip of the pool. Lux took the breath with her, and she found she could not let go, it caught in her throat as she watched the red head. Her heart was aching with anticipation, and then without warning, Katarina leapt high into the air, tucking her legs up to her chest before plummeting down into the water like a cannon ball.
She hit the water with a loud splash, wave after wave sent rumbling across the silky black water, for several seconds completely filling Lux's vision, and then, suddenly, they were face to face.
Katarina pushed her mane of hair off her face and gave Lux a soft smile, the pool still rocking gently in her wake, and the rain, noticeably milder now, pattering down all around them. The red head was barely even breathing heavily, Lux on the other hand wasn't breathing at all.
Katarina opened her mouth to speak, only to let out a muffled gasp as she found Lux's lips pressed against her own, soft and tender. She did not pull away, instead she smiled into the kiss, her surprise quickly forgotten and replaced by warm bliss. Her eyes fluttered closed of their own accord.
Their hearts began to beat that much faster, and their movements quickly followed suit. Lux's touch became heavier and more urgent, her teeth nipped hungrily at Katarina's lips and her tongue probed at the entrance to her mouth, becoming ever more intrepid. They were rapidly losing all control.
Lux's arms slinked around Katarina's shoulders and crossed behind her neck, her fingers winding their way into a forest of crimson hair. Their bodies were pressed close together, lost in each other's warmth; their feet were tangled beneath the water. Katarina reached out tentatively towards the straps of Lux's dress and she began to lift it, fingers fumbling in their haste, up over Lux's head. It had barely come free of Lux's ruffled blonde hair and then…
They were drowning, slipping suddenly below the surface, cold water rushing between them, forcing them apart. It streamed up their noses and invaded their open mouths, threatening to fill their tired lungs. Their passion was stolen from them in the crushing, animal panic; their intimacy lost amongst the thrashing limbs and raging bubbles.
Kat was first to recover, somehow breaking through the surface and purging her choked lungs with wonderful, clear air. Her first and only instinct was to save Lux. She reached down blindly with one hand, keeping herself afloat with the other, and grabbed for any part of Lux she could reach. She cried out with mingled triumph and relief as her straining fingers closed around the other woman's skinny arm. She pulled with all her might, terrified by how heavy Lux felt - impossibly heavy, her tiny frame was like a deadweight. It was as though the murky water was a living, breathing thing, and it was reluctant to relinquish its prize, intent on dragging her back down into its impenetrable depths. At last, with a strength born of desperation, Katarina managed to haul Lux free.
The mage, coughing and spluttering, gasping for air, immediately threw herself at Katarina almost forcing them both back underwater. She clung to her hysterically, like some crazed monkey, arms and legs alike wrapped tightly around the taller woman's torso.
"L-Lux-gerroff!" Katarina garbled, struggling to support both their weights, water lapping around her face, grimacing as she felt Lux's fingernails clawing into her back.
Somehow, even with Lux fastened to the top half of her body like a huge blonde limpet, Katarina managed to kick and lunge and flap through the water, and by some miracle get them both to the safety of the pool's edge.
With difficulty she prized Lux away from her and deposited her against the stone bank. Only once she was certain Lux was not going to slip under again did she allow herself to relax a little. She breathed a huge sigh of relief and reclined backwards into the water, allowing herself to float serenely on her back gazing up at the night sky. In her state of utter exhaustion she didn't even notice that the rain had finally stopped, and slivers of deep royal purple were visible for the first time behind the wall of black cloud.
She closed her eyes, grateful for the moment of tranquillity, her chest rising and falling softly. The water of the pool was suddenly unrecognizable, perfectly calm, a great stretching sheet of deep, velvety, blue. It was even quite warm, the last legend of the weeks of immense, unwavering heat lingering still within its watery heart, unmoved by the efforts of the storm. It cradled Katarina, gently splashing at her skin, and soothing her aching limbs.
Lux's voice roused her from her reverie.
"Well…" She began, her voice hoarse. "That wasn't the smartest of ideas…" She met Katarina's eye sheepishly, her flushed cheeks a stark contrast to the rest of her milky white flesh. She was holding on to the edge of the pool with one hand, low in the water in a rather meagre effort to protect her modesty – her dress was now floating abandoned somewhere in the middle of the lake.
Katarina was upright again, easily treading water. She shook the hair off her face distractedly. She was gawking unashamedly at Lux, in particular, at her body, which was almost completely obscured, little more than a shimmering white phantom beneath the water. There was a strange expression on the red head's face, somewhere between incredulity and awe, a single fine eyebrow arched, and a mischievous smirk on her lips. When she spoke her voice was low and breathless – slightly dreamy even.
"Are you wearing – have you not got – you're not nak-
"Oh God. Kat!" Lux exclaimed anxiously, teasing her bottom lip between her teeth. Her eyes glazed over vaguely, briefly losing herself in thought before returning to reality with a shudder. She swallowed. "Eww, no! Of course I'm not…" Her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of pink and she squirmed beneath the water, twisting her arm awkwardly in front of her, trying to cover herself up. "No more than you are in any case!" She squeaked indignantly. Katarina merely smiled, a deviant glint in her eye.
For a moment they just gazed coyly at each other – They were a Noxian and a Demacian, bobbing, up to their shoulders, half naked in this bizarre lake…In the middle of this very public square…In the centre of this strange, foreign city…oh and they were HALF NAKED. ALMOST COMPLETELY DEVOID OF CLOTHES. How the hell that they ended up here.
It seemed like they were both thinking the same thing, both struck simultaneously by the same blunt realization. Self-awareness washed over them like the water they swam in, the sheer ridiculousness of their situation, the freakish turn that their once rigidly ordered lives had taken…
Neither girl spoke. They didn't have to. There were simply no appropriate words. No words that could do it justice – this bizarre journey that they were on together. It was an odyssey… ever growing, ever changing, like a great old tree, its unlikely beginnings, sprouting forth from a soil of blood and hate and fear, but above all, love. It had no apparent end, no neat conclusion, no happy ever after. It would always be this way…bizarre and treacherous and wonderful, only ending when they ended, when they breathed their final breaths. It might be days, it might be months, it might be years… it would certainly be too soon.
It had brought them miles from their homes. It had brought them all across the vast landscape of Runterra, mountains and cities and forests…It had brought them here…To treading water in their underwear in this vast basin of water, beneath a beautiful mosaic sky of blue and purple and black, and even silver – the moon had emerged at last from behind the clouds, bathing everything in a cool, sliver light that twinkled on the surface of the water and sparkled in their hair. A perfect full moon, just like that night at the docks where this had all began.
There were no words. Instead they began to laugh, impish grins on their faces, eyes locked with each other, blue and green linked in the moonlight. Their uncontrollable, girlish, giggling was the only sound; the city around them was completely still, the night was completely still. The world was theirs.
Eventually, after what felt like an age, just as their ribs were beginning to hurt, they stopped laughing. The silence was sudden and total. Katarina bit her lip and tilted her head, a hand sweeping through her brilliant crimson hair out of habit.
"So…" She said softly, gazing up at Lux through her dark eyelashes. That familiar smirk appeared on her face, these days it was almost as distinctive as her scar. She waited just long enough for the pause to feel poignant before continuing. "What now?"
Lux arched her back beneath the water, and flashed Katarina her most alluring smile. Her blue eyes were glittering bright as the moon. Slowly, she opened her mouth to reply…
The End
(A/N: Yes, it's another cliff-hanger! I'm sorry I just really like cliffhangers :/. If you made it this far thanks so much for reading, I have really enjoyed writing Lux and Katarina's story and I am a little sad to have finished, but I hope, at least, that I did the original story justice and gave these girls an ending that they deserved (and the one we all wanted!). As always any feedback is appreciated, I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Kat + Lux 4eva 3
Ps. Oh, one last thing. This is the first time I have tried to do the whole 'sexy' thing in my writing and I honestly have no idea how it turned out, I hope its not too awkward or cringey :p)