Meeting The Previous Mate
Boris' Prospective
Not this again
Letting out an annoying growl.
Phoenix is nowhere near death anymore,
For the dark hooded figure to claim her soul.
This spirit appearing in front of me
Doesn't look like anything we face earlier
It's wearing bluish purple robes,
Instead of a black hooded cloak
Green skin, ruby eyes,
Instead of bone and hollow sockets,
It's chest decorated with a lone scar
A hole where it's heart should be
What would cause that much damage,
To a being like this.
Who are you?
A baratone voice much like mine,
Responded
Didn't Phoenix mentioned, losing a mate
To her inner darkness,
When the both of you were inside her mind,
How did you know that?
Wait a minute,
Are you the one, she lost?
What are you doing here,
Shouldn't you be resting in eternal peace,
If you don't mind me asking?
Not at all, I have a favor to ask you,
He seems to be comfortable around me,
Or we wouldn't be having this conversation.
Could you look after and take care of Phoenix for me?
We both looked at each other
I don't know how, but I can tell
You're an alien just like me,
Though I can't identify you're species,
I'm glad she found another mate to take my place.