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Again

Summary:

Where everything goes wrong

Notes:

y’all voted (on tumblr) and we decided to torture Sylus. Here’s what I came up with. Kind of a mix of Captivating Moment and some others. References to as many of his memories as I could get. Song is Francesca by Hozier. Enjoy?

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Do you think I'd give up

That this might've shook the love from me

Or that I was on the brink?

How could you think, darling, I'd scare so easily?

Sylus sat in his study, quietly watching the footage Mephisto had brought to him. Your last mission had been exceptionally successful. The wanderers in that particular section of the No Hunt Zone hadn’t stood a chance, you and your partner moving perfectly in sync. 

He’d never worried about you before. You were so strong, so capable. Sylus had never had anything but absolute faith in you, despite your dangerous choice of profession. 

Now that it's done

There's not one thing that I would change 

You were so funny in this lifetime. Everything was still fun to you, your enthusiasm for life was endlessly entertaining to him. Gone was your jaded view from the last time the pair of you had met. Sylus would give anything just for more time spent in your company. 

So he’d folded you into the life he’d built here. You would regularly accompany him on dangerous tasks, the dazzling jewel of his distraction while he handled business.

 My life was a storm, since I was born

How could I fear any hurricane?

That’s not to say you didn’t have a head for his business. Oh no, you’d taken to it too well. Calling people’s reactions before they could happen, planning Sylus’ contingency plans so far in advance they may as well have been part of the original. The both of you knew that people wouldn’t take too kindly to a new ‘partner’ in his business, much less a woman. 

So you played your part and you played it well. 

If someone asked me at the end

I'll tell them put me back in it

Darling, I would do it again

Today’s venture was nothing new to you. 

Another protocore auction at another high rise hotel. Much like the first one you’d ever gone to with Sylus. It brought back such fond memories. 

Before you’d learned the subtleties of this part of society. Before you’d learned to trust Sylus fully. 

Sylus waited for you at the door, jacket draped over his shoulders, eyes focused on you. 

“Exquisite as always” he held out his elbow to you and you took it. 

“Well” you fiddled with your brooch, the same one that had won you this position “I happen to know that this is someone’s favorite color.” 

Sylus took just a moment to take you in at point blank range. You were stunning in your scarlet gown. The black leather straps of the gun holster accentuated your figure without giving away the weapons hidden on your thighs. 

If I could hold you for a minute

Darling, I'd go through it again

I would still be surprised I could find you, darling

In any life

Everything was progressing smoothly that evening. You had all the attention of the lower level henchmen on you, exactly where Sylus needed it. 

The bigger of a distraction you could be, the less guns would be pointed at the pair of you, the lower the risk of anyone hurting you. Tonight’s distraction just so happened to be charming the partners of Sylus’ business associates. 

Everyone was so wrapped up in the idle gossip of your little group that he was able to execute the deal flawlessly. 

Something about three of the most powerful partners in the N109 zone chatting happily with one another put everyone but their counterparts on edge.

For all that was said

Of where we'd end up at the end of it

You had almost cleared the lobby when you heard it. The one thing the two of you hadn’t planned for. 

When the heart would cease

Ours never knew peace

What good would it be on the far side of things?

The shot rang out as its own startling sound and then chaos followed. 

No one was going to stop the two of you that easily. 

Sylus hit his detonator the second your feet crossed the threshold. 

It was too soon

When that part of you was ripped away

The first shot had missed, not even getting close to Sylus, not even to you. But that was never the intention. 

The intent was the next shot. 

Carefully taken from a neighboring building, silenced and hidden in the cacophony of the explosion the twins had rigged that morning. 

A grip taking hold

Like a cancer that grows

Each piece of your body that it takes

You buckled into Sylus. He staggered one step forward under the sudden surge of your weight. 

“Sweetie?” The question came out softer than he had intended, your sudden shift catching him off guard. 

Your hand flew to your stomach, it pulled away red, almost as if your dress was melting into your skin. But you knew better and so did he. 

Though I know my heart would break

I'll tell them put me back in it

Sylus scooped you up into a bridal carry, he doesn’t remember a time he’s ever moved so quickly. Silently he thanked whoever was listening that Luke and Kieran had started the car at the sound of the first shot. 

“Hospital, now” he growled out as soon as he opened the door to the back seat. 

His hands were on top of yours, holding as much pressure as he could to the wound. 

This was not how he was supposed to lose you. Not this time. 

Darling, I would do it again

“Look at me, you need to look at me, kitten.” He was all but pleading. “Eyes on me.”

 If I could hold you for a minute

You met his gaze. His garnet irises nearly glowing, but his aether core couldn’t help him here. He knew what you wanted, what he wanted.

Darling, I'd go through it again

“Sylus, I - “ your breath was getting short. “I want to stay with you a while longer.” 

I would still be surprised I could find you, darling

He could never have imagined how it felt all that time ago, when you’d had to put that sword through his heart. 

But he knew now, as your hands grew lax under his own.

 In any life

He’d redirected the twins to take you home. 

Your body was cleaned and repaired while he reviewed every scrap of information he could get his hands on about who was there and why. Mephisto brought him every second of footage he could gather. 

I would not change it each time

But then you woke screaming. 

Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I

“Who are you?” 

 

Notes:

you made it! I made it! Woo hoo! sorry Sylus (but you’ve probably read her case notes but like good luck bud) hey maybe I’ll write a part 2? Who knows.