to save a life {Chaos & Lightning}

[Arrow]

Lightning Aqua

    Rain shatters slapping against the shifting surface of the sea. On the shore he sits an umbrella over head a suit of black still clinging to him as though his skin. Lightning leaps from the clouds and the blonde boy's eyes follow the famous streaks he was named after. No water wells within his eyes but a face of stone stares out over the bluff. In his hand a single pink flower freshly picked wavers in the storm's soft surge before he lets it fall from the cliff and into the turning tide. Its been three months since she was buried, abandoned beneath the earth, yet still not a day goes by he hears her voice. He still hasn't even found the strength to walk down the street Chaos and he first found her on, saved her from. Her absence is still too heavy. Lightning barely notices when the covered cars pull up.

    Suddenly he's racing home umbrella closed water plummeting from the sky pelting his face. His heart heaves thundering louder than the breaking beasts of black clouds above. Her words keep ringing, keep crippling his muddied mind as he rushes through the rain. He has to get back to her, back to Chaos. He feels as though the world is simply waiting now to swallow him whole. The strong scent of roses still clings to him so profusely. Want them kept safe? Ice surges down his spine as he sprints swiftly through the Victors' Village gate.

    He rams through the door just as he sees the last few covered cars pulling away from the Village. "Chaos!" He screams slamming the door just as a chaotic clash of thunder shakes the house down to its frozen roots. He finds her in the kitchen hands on the counter in fists with her head hanging low lost like his. Two white roses lay intertwined atop the two letters with their names finely written on them, yet they both know already what's inside. One day, make your decision. But it must be both of you. His hands grab the roses before rushing to the fire and throwing them in as their embers illuminate the room. He doesn't even dare to turn back to face his sister, he just watches the flickering flames as he speaks with water still hanging heavy on him.

    "Do we do it?"

[cameo]

Chaos Aqua

Water patters against the roof above. When Lightning & I escaped the nightmare of our own Maze, I assumed that was the conclusion of our horrid reality. Thunder cackles across the land around our combined Victor houses. How many times have I been wrong now, the eldest who’s supposed to know all? Fingers weave through my hair in a gentle tug, yanking my eyes from the kindling flames upon the living-room fireplace - attempting to yank my thoughts from her. It’s been months now, yet my mind never trails from her… unless I’m distracted by… Warmth consumes me in an embrace from behind, his lips brushing down the blanket that’s swaddling me to kiss the back of my bare neck.

Leave. Is the sole word to breach from my exhausted tongue. “Are you kicking me out already? Just wham bam, and then I have to leave?” His lips lean to reveal my shoulder, until I shrug him away. His gentle touch pulls from me in disagreement, and a displeased sigh exhales from his lungs.

The blanket joins me as I fully part from my distraction, to envelope myself in a robe that’s awaiting my needing exterior. “Seems I picked a smart one to bring home, hmm?” Sarcasm snaps back at… I can’t even remember his name. All that I know is that my family will be returning soon, and there will be no evidence of this one remaining when they do.

With no desire for his own coverage, he stands as well to maneuver close to me once more. My heart speeds faster with every step nearer he gets, gnawing to forget my troubles for just a little bit longer. But family comes first, and are probably on their way home as we speak. “I know your type, Ms. Chaos. So what does that make me? Just a booty call to send over whenever things get too rough, and you’re in need to divert your attention?” He grins as his drawing breath flutters upon my face.

“Would be the case, but…” A knock ruptures upon the door, interrupting my statement. Instantly I grab his clothes upon the sofa, and shove them at his toned chest. “Go out the back door. And do us both a favor - by never fucken coming back, smart ass.” One last snap is lashed at him, before I ensure his exit out the back so I can open the front door. With no more then a robe for clothing, I’m left vulnerable and shocked by the intruders my eyes collapse upon. “You’re so lucky my family’s not here, or I’d show every damn one of you how I became a Victor.” Is warned before I know I must listen to why they’re unfortunately here.

He shouts my name, though I purely hear it as a distant whisper. He slams the door, yet my thoughts are reeling too chaotically for me to react. He’s right there behind me, but I feel a thousand miles from any other living Being. My knuckles are already turning white from the clench of my fists, as I lean upon a kitchen counter like I may collapse in disbelief. He questions if we should do this, and that’s the one thing I’m not confused by.

“Be the next to orchestrate the annual slaughter, to ensure our siblings safety? That’s not even a question Lightning, and you know it.” A harsh sigh rumbles from my lungs, before I turn towards my Brother who’s taken every single step as well through this horrific journey - my arms crossed across my robe. “Of course we do it.”

[Arrow]

Lightning Aqua

    The roses rot withering into endless embers before the blonde. Within the illumination of their ignition his eyes burn bright with the hell fires of hate. As he waits for his sister's words to breach the newest rift ripped into existence by the Snow Serpent, his mind flows back to the creeping cold of the 45th. He remembers the frigid frost bite and the terrible trauma inflicted by brutal beasts. He hears the screams of souls surrounded by rushing rivers of snow. He even remembers the smell of the steam which would rise from the blood stained snow. His stomach constricts as a hand holds him steady against the fuming fireplace. His eyes fall back to the roses as his mouth sends spit with a sharp sizzle into the fierce flames. Chaos and he almost found end beneath endless ice, now he and her were destined to do it to others, throw them into the same torture. An ember leaps as a horrid thought haunts his head. In the end, he would host as many mazes as it would take if it meant keeping his family safe.

    Chaos' words finally creep through the cold of the suspense strung space and he turns his back towards the fire fueled pains of his past. His face is stone and is voice is hollow, but her confirmation is all he needed. "Then its settled." His steps bring him back to the counter where his hand shakes bringing forth the letter with his name. The seal shatters as he slides open the letter from the devil. Dear Mr. Aqua... Ice creeps over his skin forming bright bumps the further into the sickening sentences he reads. His eyes finally freeze at the PS the snickering she bitch adds at the end of it all. Also should you be accepting please turn on the small tablets within the envelope. His eyes find Chaos' as he brings forth the small device, and with a flick light leaps over his face.

    "Chaos..." His voice trails off looking at the schematics of the newest Maze currently in production. He flicks the device off without another glance before setting it back down on the counter. "We should start packing. We have some disasters to create." His eyes fall to the floor even though his heart is heavy with certainty. This was just another burden the two Aquas were going to have to bear. Once leaders of the house, once runners, once victors, now Head Maze Makers of the 48th Maze Running.