Singing On The Wind Chapter 12: What Have You Done?, a darksiders fanfic

I do not own Darksiders or Pour Me by Hollywood Undead. Just thought I'd say that. Ya know, since I've said every chapter so far. Or maybe not exactly that but something close to it.

War

He paced at the top of the cliff, waiting for Briar. He had hurried through the mission, which had still taken him a whole day, and hurried here only to find that his demon was absent. So he waited. And waited. And waited. But now he was tired of waiting.

Just as he was about to head down the cliff, he heard singing from below.

"Pour me, pour me, pour me another, It holds me, holds me, Like no other, One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home, Truth is, I don't really have a place to go, So pour me, pour me, pour me another."

Looking down, he saw Briar strolling across the field.

"I wake up right about the mid-afternoon, With the sun in the sky but night's coming soon, And I walk to the mirror just to fix myself, Yeah life gets harder when you love nothing else, So pick my pills from the counter drawer, Pick my self-esteem up off the fucking floor, I guess I'm a man of no recourse, As I crack another bottle, got no remorse, And I'll say a little prayer for the child in me, I swear I used to be what I truly believe, That I'm not just a man with these broken dreams, That even I could go to heaven, If I part the seas, So…"

Why isn't she flying? War wondered. It would be much faster than walking.

She's drunk again.

"People get sickened to watch you bleed, When you fell from the top, boy you better believe, At the bottom, they got just, yeah, just what you need, Well at the bottom, you can't swim 'cause you drank up the sea, Then we stop and we look up to the sky, They don't ask any questions, they ask us why? Don't have any answers, don't know what to say, Our knees are getting tired, Too tired to pray, That's when we laid down the end of the road, We all seem to walk and I guess I walked it alone, And I'm not just a man with broken dreams, Even I could go to heaven, If I part the sea, So…"

Realizing that he would miss her if he took the long way down the cliff, he jumped. Being a Horseman, he would survive this easily. Still, about halfway down, he dug his gauntlet into the rock to slow his descent. However, instead of landing on the grass like he was expecting, War splashed down into a small pond.

He came up to see Briar rolling in the grass, laughing, "Oh my god! You were trying to look all cool but failed so bad!"

The Horseman didn't say anything and stayed in the water.

The she demons stopped laughing and crawled towards him, "Aw, what's the matter? Is the big, bad War pouting? Come here, I'll help you out."

She held out her hand and War took it. Instead of helping him out, though, she was pulled in.

"What was that for?!" she asked, coughing up water.

"You should not have laughed."

She glared up at him, "Well you shouldn't have fallen into a pond."

"I did not know it was here."

"You didn't see it when coming down?"

"My eyes were elsewhere."

This caused Briar to blush and sink in the water until only her horns were poking out of the water.

"You will need to come up for air soon."

Bubbles rose to the surface when the she demon tried to speak and War took it as "No I won't". So he did the only sensible thing he could in this situation. He took air to her. Taking a deep breath, the Horseman met Briar under the water. She had her eyes tightly closed and her face was already turning blue from lack of oxygen.

War pressed his lips against hers and pushed the air into her mouth.

Briar opened her eyes in surprise and met his glowing blue gaze but wrapped her arms around his neck, turning the kiss of life into just a regular kiss.

He, in turn, lifted the she demon out of the water and set her on the bank.

She broke the kiss, "Do you know how much leather stinks when it gets wet?"

"Then take it off." War growled, ready to get back to their earlier activity.

"Ha! In your dreams, Horseman. So, your mission must have taken you a while, huh?"

"I finished it yesterday."

"But Death said you were still on it…"

War stiffened, "When did you see my brother?"

"Only a little bit ago. Son of a bitch lied to me, why would he do that?"

The Horseman could think of a very good reason but decided not to voice it to the demon.

"Oh well, what's done is done."

"How did you see Death?" he asked suddenly.

This caught Briar off guard and she quickly looked away from War, "Oh, it was just a coincidence. We just sort off ran into each other back on Earth."

He took her face in his hand, making her look at him, "You are lying to me again."

"N-no I'm not…"

"You are a terrible liar."

"You're one to talk… Fine, Brother and I ran into a bit of trouble and he helped us out."

Worry wormed its way through War's gut, "What kind of trouble?"

Briar hung her head, refusing to answer.

"Tell me…"

So she did. Much to her embarrassment, he wouldn't let her leave out any details, no matter how small.

The she demon finished but the Horseman said nothing.

"War? Please say something…"

Instead, he jumped out of the water and headed for the Veil.

Briar ran after him, "Wait! Where are you going?!"

"To kill the demon Noir."

She grabbed ahold of his arm and dug her heels into the ground trying to stop him but he only dragged her along behind him.

"You can't kill what's already dead, fool! Unless it's a zombie, but that's not the case here!"

War said nothing and continued on.

"Calm down already you stupid Horseman or I'm leaving you!"

The she demon didn't know if that would actually work but apparently it did as War stopped dead in his tracks.

"Why did you not fly away to escape them?" he asked.

"I didn't know they would pull a dirty trick like that. Besides, I can't fly when my wings are wet or injured."

Again, War did not speak as he considered this.

Briar pressed her forehead against his back, "I'm sorry War. I thought of you the whole time, just so you know."

This got his attention and he whipped around and wrapped his arms around her in a fierce hug but let go when he remembered something. "This jacket…"

The she demon had already forgotten she was wearing it, "Oh yeah, Brother found it. I think it was Noir's. He was wearing it in the forest but not later."

Without warning, War grabbed hold of the sleeves and ripped the jacket in half. Briar screamed and made to cover herself but the rash Horseman had already thrown his cloak over her.

She pulled it down over her head so that she could glare at him, "What the fuck do you think you're doing War?!"

Any further shouting was cut off by War pressing his mouth against hers. "Mine." He growled.

She tried to break away but he wouldn't let her, "War… stop! This isn't… like you!"

He wrapped his arms around her in a tight embrace. "Mine." He growled again.

Suddenly, the Horseman felt cold metal against his throat and looked down to see Briar glaring at him and holding one of her short swords at his neck, her other hand on the hilt of the other. She looked on the verge of tears and War instantly regretted his actions.

The she demon removed the blade from his throat and started to back up, keeping her eyes on him the whole time, "You're not the War I know and I don't like you. When you find him again, come let me know. You know where to find me."

Sheathing her weapon, Brian turned and ran away from the Horseman, never looking back.

War fell to his knees, "What have I done?"

Sorry it's still a bit of a sucky chapter but, uh…cupcakes.