Vezux mikhail wandering the streets, feeling utterly gutted, brought to his knees, once given everything to woman, now betrayed, and torn by the woman he once protected, he was tired of the games his father and her family played him, such a spider web they weave him, he was hopeless to find a way out, or even a savior who could save him from all the pain that has been done to him.

As he sat there looking at the waters moving under the moonlight, sitting there by himself, he was hopeless to see the echoes of woman that broke him, as he tried to find solace and peace, finding out she had another, never even spoke a word of it.

It was surely time to find away to move on from his pain, surely he had to be bleeding out, as he sat there wondering what he had done, how he could have made it better, he could think of nothing, feeling as if hell had surrounded him, reminding him everything about her, all he wanted to do was destroy everything before him, and around him, he no longer had a thing to live for.

As the moonlight shone on him, like it was a sun, he had long, white, curly hair, he was sitting in his pajama bottoms, his muscular upper body on full display, his feet bare, as he was left to his own thoughts.

He had his legs spread open, and his fists pressed into the, bench he sat on, he was leaning on them, his muscles tensing, he thought about things over and over in his head, he still shocked, as it flowed through out his body once again.

All he could think about was, had he betrayed her in some way? No he didn’t, he did everything she wanted, everything her family wanted, he growled, at his own new founded pain, for the next few months he would become numb, and cold, because he had to cope, or was that even called coping?  He wasn't human, he was God after all, he would find someone who wanted to become his goddess.

He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, as the water moved in ripples, he he laughed sarcastically, at how blind he had been.

Maybe it wasn't her family that wanted him to begone, maybe it was her family that was trying to protect him, maybe it was playing him all along? Nah he couldn't think like that, she couldn't have been like that, he bit his lip until his right front fang sank in, making it bleed a little.

He could hear people randomly passing, ad they whispered between each other, or giggle and a giggle there, it reminded him more of her, he had to concentrate on something else.

Vezux hated it so much, he wondered how he survived it in the past, he felt conflicted, in such a painful, destroyed, torn apart past, how did he even have the strength for such unbearable pain? He had to be losing his sanity, he wondered if it was even real for her, she wasn't even shedding a tear, she was with another man, how does one move on? Was the million dollar question.

Maybe his best friend could get his mind off of her, maybe a person who was like brother to him, he didn't know he could talk to about this, but he knew, she was happy, and he was in pieces, maybe he was being punished somehow, maybe he even deserved it?

He didn't know what to think, but he knew, if he got up, he would be brought to his knees, or maybe he would pass out, she was all he ever knew, all he had ever let into his heart, he had done things for her, that he would or had never done for another female, except for his friends and family.

He leaned back, sitting there, watching the sun coming up, as his hair had begun to change colors again, he didn't care about his appearance any longer, he felt like the pain was too heavy, too much to bear, he needed a distraction, something to help him move on, something to help him heal.

He hoped in due time, he could find that someone, to be there for him, to help him become who he once was, someone to help him love again, someone to tell him it's going to be alright, someone to love him and always be there for him when no one else will, someone who is will to make decisions with him and not for him.

In due time, he was sure he would either find it, or it would find him, he didn't know which, but he would hope it would get better.

Out for a late night stroll she kept her hands behind her back wearing a pale colored dress. In a way she could have been called a ghost, her long hair loose and blowing in the breeze lightened from the moon. She was pale herself and walking without any of her guards as she needed time to herself.  Secra started to hum softly as she enjoyed the breeze and the night air. 

It had been a long day, not hearing anything from her friend in a while she closed her eyes as she sang to herself while walking. Only to stop a fair distance away from the park looking at where it normally was busy with children and others running around fishing and playing. She thought everything always looked pretty at night when it was unfazed and untouched. She saw someone sitting slouched back on the bench infront of the pond. 

Staring she recognized the man sitting there, it was her friend Vezux, they were close like siblings, but she was unsure what he was doing out so late and looking so down. Bushing her hair from her green eyes she moved closer without a sound. A normality for her but when she got close she stood behind yet to the side of him wondering what he was doing anyways. 

"You should have told me you were going to be out here." Secra said softly.

She moved to his side and sat down adjusting her dress, and staring at the water. "You know its not good to keep things bottled up, if something is bothering you. Then you should have come to see me instead of avoiding me. So why the long face?" She looked over at him.

He flinched apon hearing Secra's voice , he should have known she would come see him , she was always like that , when he was alone , she would go check on him, like a sister , she was always there , Vezux , felt like a lost , wounded puppy .

He wiped his face , seeing her , he then proceeded to scoot over , for her , providing her room, to sit down, he didn't know what to say, almost as if his voice didn't want to peek , he cleared his throat .

"Haha, awe come on girly , I'm always out, since when does an immortal need protection ? Besides I could say the same for you , just what are you doing out here without protection. " He said , as he leaned back , letting his hair become a Vail between them. 

"Well , you remember that woman I was with since like , what seems to be forever and a day ?" He asked , surprised his voice sounded more steadier that what he felt,  as a tear slid down his face .

He couldn't look anywhere else but the water , he wasn't much for showing his feelings , but somehow this one seemed to have opened him up way too much , left him volnerable, left him raw , he didn't like the feeling , as he clasped his fingers together ,leaning on them .

"She ...uhm . .. Found someone else, it's kind of nerve wrecking I guess ." He said softly , as he looked at her, from the corner of his eye and then he looked back at the water .

Secra stared at him for the time he sat in silence, sitting closer to him she pressed her shoulder against him. It was so quiet that the crickets and frogs near the water were in perfect harmony. She waited for him to talk before being asked why she was out without any of her guards. "I snuck out to come see you... you never answered my calls or letters so I was worried about you."

She nodded as he spoke, unable to see his face from under his hair she knew he was avoiding eye contact by looking at the water. She listened to him as he let her know how he felt. Knowing how much hurt he was going through she could only think of one thing, she turned enough to where she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled him into a tight embrace.

How could she leave someone who was like her older brother alone at a time like this, it was a good thing she chose tonight to see him. She refused to let him go for sometime before thinking it would be better for him to stay at her place for the time being. "Hey... why dont you come back to my house.... stay there until you are feeling better? Even if its just tonight... ill make you tea like old times?"

He blinked, taken by surprise, by her sudden touch, as he was being pulled into a hug , he could only hug her back , seeing his hands wrap around her , she like his little sister. 

"If it's not imposing in on you, then sure . . .alright , I could use some tea ." He said , as he gave a saddened smile .

He probably should have talk to her more often , or answered her letters , he had just been in a revenge, take down state , trying to find ways to cope , maybe there we're other ways , to cope and such. 

"And just why would you be sneaking out , when you could have just called , and I always come .... But I didn't know if I could talk about it , or how to even bring it up ... You guys have always known that I'm not like everyone else , and I know that , but I did promise your mother I would protect youyou . .. And I thought by not telling you, I was protecting you, and I'm wrong , and I'm sorry about that ." He said , as his hair kind of moved a little .

He wasn't much for opening up, but for the person else was like his little sister maybe he could open up for her , but where would he start , and how he tell her , and if he did tell her , would she look at him differently ? He couldn't think about that right now , for bow he would just focus on something else .

Secra held onto him until he agreed to come along back to her place. She smiled as she was hugged back  knowing it was a surprise but she loved him as though they were blood related. She giggled still in his hold when he spoke. "Its not imposing, I miss having you over for tea."

She listened to his confession and apology before accepting with a answer of her own. "Well, since I worried about you I just wanted to make sure you were okay. With all the times I could not reach you I figured to check around where we used to spend out times when I was a small kid. "

She let go of the hug only to stand up and take his hand before pulling lightly to get him to stand. Once standing she held his hand, leading him back to her home for some tea and to at least try and talk for a bit.

"Alright , then after you ." He said , as they let go from the hug , he gave a slight chuckle .

"Yes , I remember , small little padded feet , running away , if I remember right ... You couldn't sleep, and lucky I happen to be here the times you decide to go playing outsideoutside. " He laughed , shaking his head .

He then took her hand , as she gently yanked him, he stood up, so she wouldn't fall , he laughed , as he followed to where she lived , he thought about all the times she gave him such solace , she in more ways than one, probably saved his life , from either getting killed, or from doing something stupid .

"I do miss those old times , so are we doing what we used to to ? Stay up all night , and teasing each other ?" He laughed, as he stepped in to what seemed like a cozy place .

His hair kind moved , almost as if it was a cloth of silk around his body, his hair was thick ,and long , but it was pulled back , on top into a ponytail, but it was curly as usual , with blue and gold beads in it. 

He was still in his pajamas , his feet always bare , as he stepped on to something warm and soft , he raised a brow , seeing she was well taken care of , but that didn't mean he wouldn't keep protecting her .

She smiled holding his hand so he could not just walk away from her. She smiled as he brought back the fond memory when she would escape the house to enjoy the moonlight at the nearby playground and chase around the frogs and crickets. "I miss those days." She responded, "you always came out and scooped me up before I would fall into the pond, only to scold me but refuse to tell my mother what I did." She laughed softly.

She never liked seeing those close to her hurt, but he was there for her when things went to hell in her life so she owed him. She listened to his question, "Only if you want to, Remember when my mother came down and yelled cause we were too noisy and she needed to get her work done?" She giggled reminiscing on the old times.  She kept hold of his hand until they walked into the doorway, shutting the door behind she let go heading to the kitchen. "Feel free to sit in the living room, I will bring out the tea." She started to hum a soft tune.

The house did not change, she refused to change it only clean it and avoid certain rooms. So she stayed in hers the living room and the kitchen most days. 

About twenty minutes later, she brought out a tea pot some honey and sugar and poured the tea, and passed it on to him. "You can tell me anything you know, Vezux?"

"Haha, you remember the past well, your mother had alot to worry about , plus I had promise I would look out for you ." He said, as he made his way to thr living room, as she walked into the kitchen .

"Well , we did have some good times, but I'm sure we can continue those good memories , by making new ones. " He stated, as he sat down on the couch , looking around. 

He put his elbows on legs, leaning there, as he looked around , remembering thr past, how they used to laugh , one the days she didn't have school , many conversations, her mother and he had, he smirked , realizing some of the doors were still shut, the last day her mother had shut them , he smiled , deciding not to bring that up .

As she came back twenty minutes later, he smiled as she handed the tea to him , he took it gently , he then set it down on the table , and poured some honey, and then stired it a little, as he set the spoon back down .

"I promised your mother I wouldn't tell you , until you were older , but I guess you are old enough now ....but that also depends on if you want to hear it ." He said , as he took a sip of his tea, and set it back down on the table. 

She relaxed sitting next to him on the sofa as the room fell silent after he spoke. It had been a long night, but she wanted to spend time with him for some time. "Well yea, I remember most of it." She smiled and picked her tea up and sipped it slowly.

Good times they were indeed. She missed running out as a little kid though some days she had made her mother worry far too much. "Well you know me? I enjoy it. And making new memories are great!" She giggled excitedly.

She watched him and smiled saddened with the thoughts of the night he took her away from the house. "Hard to believe this house was badly burned, huh?"

She shook her head and smiled. "I dont remember too much of it, but I could not bare to open those doors.." She let out a soft sigh as she went back to drinking her tea. Its true, she had forgotten due to the trauma... footsteps and the smell of smoke, she hated being alone in the house but with her non related older brother she felt safe and calm.

"What did you promise not to tell her?" She questioned and gave a small nudge after setting down her cup.

"Haha, yeah, you were handful , she used to say." He said , relaxed, seeing her relax.

He looked around the room, remembering everything, like it had happened yesterday , seeing both of them in thr closest , abd her mother, he remembered seeing her mother had blood on the floor , and secra looked to be like she was hiding , but choking for air. He then had to rub his eyes and put on a small smile , "Yeah , it looks to be like it never happened, with a few minor changes, but it looks good, I'm sorry I couldn't save your nothing thst night ..." He said , letting his words die off .

"Well , your mother asked me not to tell you , until you were of certain age , your mother thought it would get you into trouble for knowing ." He stated , as he picked up his tea taking a sip , and then set it back down , " How old do I look to you?" He asked, raising a brow, giving her a smirk.