I Scored Myself A Mate

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_qlgFQs7E4- Music

Warning: Mention of Depression

"We could visit the Chaos Sisters. They would be able to bring Mark back." He announced and Allias gasped, surprised that he heard that name come from Theseus' lips 

"We will not mess with Necromancers. It's a law." He told him strictly. 

Death was not a game, death was the end, unstoppable. An endless darkness that swallowed you till you couldn't see anything anymore. Death had its own rules and no human, god or elf could mess with them. Allias knew about it very well, he had died, he had felt that cold darkness envelope him and his return was only laced with hardships. Not only that, Theseus was also proposing something unheard of. The Chaos sisters were witches, witches that no one dared to mess with or approach and the general was talking about it so casually, as if they were planning a stroll on a Monday morning.

"We can try it." Asmodeus said, he was willing to try anything to bring Mark back, he wasn't scared of some witches and no matter what the consequences were he would take everything upon himself. 

"Being locked up for three hundred years probably messed with your head. The Chaos sisters are thousands years old and mess with the most dangerous magic of all. They would ask for a price to be paid and we can never know how Mark will be after he returns. Messing with the balance of life and death is dangerous and could ruin a human soul. We can try something else. Think a different plan. I can't risk going to them." Allias explained. 

"There is no other way Allias, you know that. I believe this is the only thing we can do to bring Mark back." Theseus said. The general was trying to look at him, give him a comforting smile but all this time the elf king ignored him. He would look everywhere, from the wooden chairs, to the polished table, outside the windows, gazing at the view of the mountains but his pretty green eyes would never land on his. 

"I will bear the consequences, all of them. No matter what it is." Asmodeus said. "You had a chance to come back, why can't we help Mark too?" he asked and Allias shook his head. He was dissatisfied with everything he was hearing. Coming from Asmodeus or Theseus. They were the ones that took his best friend away from him but now somehow they were trying to make him the bad guy, as if his situation and Mark's were the same. He sighed loudly and got up from his chair, Asmodeus' eyes were glued on him, filled with anticipation as he hanged from his lips, awaiting his next word, his decision. The elf king was looking at the floor, he had spotted a small ant passing by and he mercilessly stepped on it. It would have to do, die by his hand since it was the only creature that could be burdened with his anger. He was lost, once again he found himself in an endless crossroad with no way back. He kept losing his way, his emotions, his heart and his thoughts once again turned clouded and dark. Every time he tried to make some progress to clear out this fog in his head something happened. Now it was the worst thing of all and he couldn't help but wonder, would he, the king of the elf nation ever be set freed from this crippling depression of his? 

"Allias…" Theseus called out his name, gently, like the touch of a soft feather the sound reached his ears and the king felt pain. Pure pain because he couldn't get it out of his head, he couldn't stop blaming him because if he did, then what would be left there? Guilt, he just couldn't stand feeling anymore guilt, he had lost one arm, he would have to die to redeem himself this time, Mark was that precious to him. Allias did not let him continue, he raised his arm signaling the general to stop. He didn't want to hear anything else. He didn't want to be there any longer. He just wanted to be alone. 

"I…Give me some time to think about it." He mumbled and Theseus nodded. 

"Asmodeus, we will talk to you later. If you head out a maid will be waiting. She will lead you to a room. I've already told Ea to preserve Mark's body. Let's talk about this, the two of us? Okay?" he told him, tilting his head to the side to meet his eyes but Allias simply began walking.

"Alright I need to message my brother anyways. I will wait for your reply." Asmodeus said. 

As if he was soulless he headed to their room, pushing the door open and entering his safe space. The bed, the chairs, everything now seemed so hostile, none of them could hold his exhaustion. He breathed in and without a second thought he rushed to the bathroom. Keeping all of his clothes on he opened the water, cold drops falling mercilessly on his skin, he stood beneath the steady flow of water, intending to mask his tears, his muffling though, the redness around his eyes betrayed him. Showed very well to Theseus, who was silently standing at the doorframe how ruined he felt. 

"My only family, is gone." He mumbled and Theseus' lips turned into a thing line. He couldn't bear it. He couldn't stand seeing Allias like this. From the moment he had turned back, everything had been death and despair. Scheming and blood, so much blood and all of their plans, the ones filled with hopes of happiness seemed to get further and further away. He stepped inside, following Allias' actions and placing his body under the water, joining his in the luxurious bath. 

"I am sorry, it's my fault." Theseus told him and brought him in his embrace. Allias' body was shaking. He was trembling as his hot tears got mixed with the cold water. He raised his head, his dump hair sticking to his forehead and he looked at him. Pain written all over his usually gentle face. He wasn't glowing anymore. It was as if the fire of the sun had stopped burning and his smile, his smile seemed to be so foreign. He felt as if he would never smile again. 

"Stop, Theseus just stop." He said and took a step back, distancing himself from it. "Stop accepting my selfishness, stop overlooking how stupid I am. It's not your fault. I know it isn't so why, why are you taking the blame?" he asked him. Theseus could feel his pain, that ache in his chest as he watched his lover crumble. He was being tortured by fates. He wished for one thing, only one and that was smiles. He wanted Allias to smile. 

"Because I love you. I would do anything for you to feel a little less lost. I…I want to show you the way, pull you out of this darkness. I feel powerless. All I want is to help you. Allias please, I can't bear to lose you again. Don't let go okay? Don't push me away. Don't, I am begging you." Theseus told him. He was desperate, his hands were shaking as he waited for Allias to allow to touch him. The elf king sighed, he grabbed his hands, he kissed them, closing his eyes. 

"I don't know what to do. I am not myself anymore. I do wonder sometimes how you can still love me. All I am is a burden. I am mean to you, I treat you badly and blame you for everything but you…you always save me. Just with a few words."

"Allias, my love…" Theseus told him, his lips curling upwards as he tried to smile. He moved away the dump hair getting into Allias' eyes. He wanted to see his face, to admire his beauty. Allias was always Allias, he could never be anything less than perfect in his eyes. "Just because you are having a hard time right now it doesn't mean I would leave you or stop loving you. I am here, I will always be, eternity is meant for us. For you and me, for our love. You were the one who saved me, died for me, loved me. You were the one that looked into my eyes and told me that my life was worth living, that I was worth more than my demons. Depression, this horrible feeling will one day leave, it will get better. I promise you."  He said and Allias smiled, shaking his head. He was still crying. Scared that one day Theseus would get sick of him, afraid that he would lose everything. His mood would change, he was always angry, easily irritated he felt like he had no energy. But tried, he really did. 

"I am scared. I am always scared. All the time. About everything. I just…I sometimes think that me coming back was a mistake, maybe it would be better if I had stayed dead. Maybe that way everyone would have been happier Theseus. I…I…think that I shouldn't have come back." He told his lover. Theseus' eyes widened. His heart froze. For the first time in his life he had been terrified by someone's words and that empty look in their eyes. He grabbed Allias, he hugged him tightly. He couldn't let go. 

"You can't leave me. No, not again." He mumbled. "We will bring Mark back. I will fix it. I will fix everything, I swear." He said. "You can't leave me Allias. You can't let go." 

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