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Ghost mention of @winters-club 's Leviathan and Captain Jack Sparrow

Striker - @strikers-saloon

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“ 'Right of Retaliation'; do you have any idea of how fucking stupid you sound?” Raia commented casually, not missing the helpless fury flashing through her descendant's face, almost proving her right, but not yet. The Véghvárys shared stubbornness, the almost inability to yield, even when doing so would have spared them more agony.

“One of us is not a lawless escape artist, gnawing through anyone just to stay alive.” Rozália fired back almost immediately and it didn't offend her distant sister. However, those words coming from someone else's mouth would've been their last.

“Don't tell me you envy my freedom. But I wouldn't be surprised. How long have you been Lucifer's perfect toy soldier, doing your utmost to take all blows meant for your family and still failing?” the lightning demon fluidly, elegantly ducked the anticipated spinning kick

“Do you want to fight again, sister ?” oh that word was spat with a surprising amount of venom; she was indeed the Viper as well along with the Hellfire and the Hussar.

“No.” Raia shrugged nonchalantly “I want you to see. To acknowledge the inevitable.” she knew how the General's heart ached when she gazed into her eyes; the same color she possessed as a human before the infernal red ruination.

“That I can't hold back Heaven forever? I am well aware of that, along with what will happen after.” Rozália replied with a scoff and a borderline eyeroll. She is destined to lose everyone and when she does, her second death will leave a larger impact anyone could predict. Yet her answer only drew a low chuckle and a small shake of head from her sister.

“You are willingly protecting the scum of Earth landed here for the price of your family's lives. Are you even a Véghváry or just a mindless pawn-” unable to finish the train of thought since her top was fisted in a merciless grip of ashen hands with pulsing orange veins as she was yanked down to Rozália's eye level.

“Who said I'm willing? I never wanted this, never signed anything, never asked for this.” alright, the last part stung a little but Raia allowed it for now, eerily calm about the motion. Easier to study her emotions shifting in those serpent eyes, which cannot be concealed by armor

“But you are still being used.” As nasty as it was, Raia pointed out with a sharp grin. The grip tightened.

“And what happens when an upper class demon snatches one of your warriors for fun? Do you run to Lucifer for permission for a rescue mission?” her tone borderline mocking but genuinely curious at the same time

“My graveyard is full of Overlords, demons of every species and class, even a few members of the Ars Goetia itself. My army is untouchable.” the General growled and Raia felt the incredible power pulsing beneath her skin, power rivaling almost anything in this realm, many would kill for it, try and tried to kill her for it; not knowing she was bound by unseen chains.

Well…if not her warriors…

“And what about the imp hybrid? Striker, if I'm correct.” oh she was correct, judging by the brief flash of terror and the incredible strength shoving her away.

“It will be only a matter of time until someone else notices how you look at him.” and the sincerity of Raia's tone halted Rozália's hands in drawing her swords. She took the pause as encouragement and continued to widen the crack in her shield.

“You feel like someone else when you're with him, aren't you? Even if you don't see wings rising from his back,” a brief moment of her own vulnerability before the flow of poisonous truth continued dripping into the opened wound “you feel different. Maybe not someone else, but someone who you were, perhaps.” for once, the General was silent, no remarks but jaw set in stone with vividly glowing crimson eyes staring ahead, refusing to risk a glance at her.

“You love him.” Raia's brutal riposte was flawless

“He is capable, skilled and prepared, I give that to him. But those holy bullets run out fast once your enemies sense how important he is to you.” the lightning demon slowly began to circle around Rozália, her steps careful and calculated

“He's not protected by that silly Right of Retaliation; is he?” a cruelly soft whisper which had the power of a full force blow judging by her silent shudder and breathless cry upon it

“What happens when a nobody Overlord manages to capture him? If they torture him because they know you cannot do anything. If demon royalty places the clues together and sentences him to the most gruesome death? If they dump his mangled, broken body at your feet with a leering face?” Raia has come to a full circle, even though she probably should have been, she was not afraid by the rapidly increasing heat, the clenched, trembling fingers and the crimson bleeding into the General's sclera at the possibility too real to brush off. Raia was right about him being extraordinarily skilled, but he couldn't possibly be at alert in every second nor can she.

“What if you saw his emerald ringed golden eyes flicker up to you one last time before life leaves his body? Do you choose stalling your family's ultimate demise further or burst free from your bounds for the man you love so deeply? What will it be, General?” Raia stood in front of the still silent woman shaking from the unsaid emotions crawling to surface; unbearably close which proved to be rewarding when she saw it.

“ I̵ W̷I̷L̸L̸ ̴TE̸A̸R̷ ̸A̴P̸A̵R̸T A̵N̵Y̸O̴N̸E̵,̶ ̸E̶V̴E̸RY̵O̴NE̵ N̸O̵ MA̸TTE̸R̴ W̷H̵O̶ ̸T̴H̶E̸Y̸ A̵R̴E̸,̷ W̴HAT̸ AR̵E̵ T̷H̴E̵ ̸C̶O̶N̵S̴E̷Q̷U̴E̸NC̵ES̵.̴ I W̴I̵L̵L̷ B̸U̵R̶N̵ ̸T̵H̶I̸S̸ C̷U̷R̸SE̵D̴ P̴L̶A̵C̵E̴ T̸O̴ ̶T̷H̶E̴ ̶G̷R̸O̷U̸N̷D̴ IF̶ A̶N̷Y̶O̴N̷E̷ D̴A̶R̵E̵S̴ T̵O̶ ̷L̵A̶Y̴ A HA̸N̴D̷ O̵N̸ O̸R̴ TA̷K̷E HI̵M̸ ̶A̷W̸A̵Y̴ F̴R̸OM̵ M̷E̵. I̴ D̸O̵N̶'T ̸C̶A̵R̵E̷ WH̷ER̵E̶ T̸HE̸Y̴ R̷U̵N̶,̷ I̴ ̵W̴I̴L̴L̵ B̸E̸ ALR̸E̵A̴D̶Y̶ T̷H̶E̵R̷E̵, ̶E̴V̸E̷N̴ IF̶ L̸UC̸I̷F̴ER̸ H̴IM̶SE̷L̸F̷ ̸T̸R̶I̴ES̵ ̴TO̷ S̵H̸IE̵L̴D̷ T̴HEM̵ F̴R̵O̶M̷ ̷TH̸E̴ R̵EC̵K̵O̵N̴I̶N̷G̵!̶ H̵E̴ W̷I̷L̶L ̵B̵U̵R̷N̶ W̸I̷TH̷ T̶H̶E̷M̸. ”

And the General was undone with that howl that could shatter Heaven, scorch Hell itself. Raw and cracked open like a fresh cut on flesh, the torrent of her agony like spilt blood from an artery. Dissolving skin in places revealed the wild Hellfire underneath, cursed magma tears of fury spilling from unified blood red viper eyes, monstrous fangs bared viciously.

“There is my blood. My legacy. My sister.” Raia smiled, this time without malice or false intentions, her tone surprisingly tender after the destruction she caused. She has gotten the answers she wanted and needed. Her bloodline wasn't dead, only forced to be dormant by unsaid threats and by the duty to protect. But not for long ; she could sense it.

#⚡ stories 🗡 | the same circle of privilige; captivity and escaping started; but this time it feels different #⚡ alright/encouraged to like and reblog 🗡 | all eyes on me in the grand finale; blink and you might miss it #🌊winter's club / leviathan ⛓ | while you were busy playing me; 𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶.#🧭 winter's-club / jack sparrow 🌊 | witty trickster with black pearl eyes; l still see your wings #striker's saloon #(I will find a tag for you!!!)

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lightningdamned · 6 months

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Leviathan uses the end of his tail to stroke her chin. It continues to wrap around her neck, but it's not threatening, and his grip is easy to break out of. "Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?"

Time seemed to stop in the small paradise she created far away from her kingdom. For the two of them. An escape, a break. The fifth Horseman didn't even feel a trace of fear nor unease at the contact, furthermore leaned into it, soft feathers caressing smooth iridescent scales.

“I...” realization dawned on her like a blast of fire

“I don't-” voice growing more strained as she was tightroping above the abyss

“I don't remember.”

Faces flashed without names, names without faces, a whirlwind of a thousand years, all what she suffered, fought, built and then started the whole process again. All what she had lost.

Instead of turning away, the Queen almost pounced onto the Sin, sharp claws shredding clothing but not nicking skin. Her sobs quiet but nearing hysterical, ribcage expanding its max capacity to not let them grow louder, the upper set of wings also wrapped around him in a desperate embrace. Tears poured like rain, thunder rumbled in the distance. She didn't know nor remembered when was the last time she bared her broken soul to someone, if she even had done it before- Black Pearl eyes.

She howled in agony.

@cold-inferno

#🐎 horseman of the apocalypse verse🌹| she arrived to her destiny at last; again wearing the crown; roses sprouting from her footsteps #🌊winter's club / leviathan ⛓ | while you were busy playing me; 𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶.#🔱 leviathan & raia⚡| l trust you like a noose around my neck; l want you like a razor blade into my skin

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