Leana looked over at Izzy, blood pooling under her. She knew it was bound to happen. The prophecy said so. She didn’t expect it now though.

Izzy coughed, blood spilling out of her mouth. Leana cringed. Even though she was trained for this since birth, blood always creeped her out. Nothing that red and thick should come from a person, especially that person being her wife.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Izzy did something other than cough.

“W-why?” She said, sputtering up the red liquid as she spoke. “I thought we- we would do this together? I thought that you- you were on my s-side."

Leana looked away, tears forming in her eyes. Izzy continued to speak.

“Your the tra- traitor, aren’t you?” She could here the strain in Izzy’s voice and started to walk away. She stopped at the doorway and turned back to her dying wife.

“I’m not a traitor. Never was.”

“Then wh-why?” Izzy coughed up more blood.”

“Because, love, I was never on your side.” Her mask fell away and Izzy looked up in fear.