A red dot. What a simple and easy weapon. You just pull the trigger and... boom. Dead. Emma couldn't hide the disgust on her face. She hated killing, but her job did require it, so she preferred to feel the life drain from the other. It was the least she could do. Aros would just let her apologize later. If she could find the guts too, at least.
Emma was expecting this. They wouldn't let her go for long. Actually she expected to be found much faster. Looks like she overestimated them. Yes, Emma was expecting this, that's why she picked this specific city block. Dark and mysterious. No one said Emma didn't like dramatics.
The concrete was wet from the rain, making her footsteps sound sloppy and wet. City lights were shining from the ground. Blinding, to a certain point. Emma put her hair up as she turned the corner.
This was going to be fun.
Rayshawn looked down at his hands were the gun was tightly wrapped. Heavy and cold. Just like he would be in a few minutes. He supposed he was supposed to feel sorry, and he did... somewhat. It was just so hard. Ray has been looking forward to this day for a while. Its been only a few years for them, but countless of lifetimes for him. He was allowed a break wasn't he? He chuckled under his breath. Jean would never forgive me. That was the reason he felt sorry. One person. It's kind of ironic. How the one person that could ever make him stay can't. Oh I know how this would eat him up from the inside. Ray's thoughts were swimming. But I'm allowed. I'm allowed to rest. I allow myself to rest. A tear ran down his cheek. The last feeling he would ever feel. Not sadness. No, relief. He was so relieved. So, so thankful. Thankful that Jean wasn't here. Thankful that the cool air provided comfort. Thankful for this glorious end to the day. The gun in his and seemed to glow. "Beautiful." Ray muttered. What a quick way to go out. It was the best he could wish for. "I'm sorry Jean." The last time he would say his name. Love was important, yes, but this time it wasn't enough. To Rayshawn it won't ever be enough. And maybe the was the most horrifying thing of all.
He didn't even hear the gunshot go off as he dove into darkness.
Demonstrate. It is the way of kings. Show the people how it is to rule. Incapacitate. The ugly side of emperors people tend to turn away from, yet both are needed to stabilize a kingdom. Solidify. The goal of the king and all those who came before them. The hardest of principals to achieve.
