I Scored Myself A Mate

"Kill me? Is that what you really want?" Achlys asked him. She didn't seem to be scared of him, her eyes showed amusement while her boney shoulder touched lazily the doorframe. She didn't care about Allias' anger, about the murder or the destruction she had brought. All she did care about was power and having the means to aquire it. 

Allias didn't want to play any games. He was tired of twisted words and fake smiles. Passive agressiveness and the silence that followed and insulting comment. He didn't want to hide behind his finger anymore, restrain himself as everyone around him used this as an excuse to hurt the people he loved. 

That was the reason why the king did not answer her, that was the reason why Allias, even though weakened by the lack of his arm, a punishment he had decided to inflict to himself, he launched forward, gritting his teeth and approaching her with unbelievable speed. 

Achlys, actually surprised by his courage stepped back and dodged his upcoming attack. They fought for a while, fist meeting fist and her long nails scratched his handsome face, right underneath his cheekbone, blood trailing down his tanned skin. He stopped, panting as he wiped it off, getting his white clothes dirty. The demon laughed, the horrid sound echoing in the room.

"Is that it? A king with one hand...a king with no power that gets tired for fighting a lowly demon. I bet your family would be embarrassed. Especially that father of yours you so much adored or that mother who did everything for you. Tell me Allias how would you face them?" She asked him, a smirk on her face. Allias' heart was racing, beating so loudly inside his ribcage that he felt as if it was going to leave his body. His anger was raw, almost alive like a separate being who desperately wanted to take control of his body. 

"It doesn't matter. They are dead" he mumbled before he decided he wanted to fight again. "My mother is dead, my father, my friends. Ares. I've had enough" he shouted in her face as he tried to punch her. Achlys dodged once again, her body agile while her eyes showed no sign of kindness or remorse. It was a very sloppy fight and it was true indeed that the king had turned rusty. He had been gone for so long and now he had a significant handicap. That did not stop him though. Not even when he felt Achlys kick him in the stomach, blood leaving his lips, did he stop. He stood down, taking a few deep breaths as he tried to regain his strength. He heard her footsteps as she approached and raised his head. Like a flash he extended his hand and grabbed her from her ankle bringing her brutally down. She groaned as her back hit the harsh floor. 

Allias stood up and kicked her before he looked at her, she was struggling to get away but Allias had placed his foot on her neck, keeping her down, suffocating.

"You know. Your lack of power won't be your doom. Your ego will. You've underestimated me. Even with one hand Achlys I am still better than you, smarter than you, stronger. So look at me now." He told her as he grabbed her from her neck and threw her into the wall. The woman coughed, her arm seeming to be broken. Allias smiled and walked slowly. Approaching her with the same confidence she had. She grabbed his leg, clawing him but he didn't care, not even when he saw his own blood. He kneed her in the face, her head being pushed back like a rubber band and creating a hole on the wall once more. She hissed, obviously weakened and tried to get up, stumbling. 

With difficulty she stood on her feet, trying to land a blow on the king. Allias dodged, eager to see what she would do next. Achlys tried to use her powers. It was a very unpleasant feeling, something like a dark and cold veil but too weak to trully affect him. Was this the enemy everyone was so scared of? Why? He wondered as he grabbed her from her neck. The woman hissed reaving a pair of sharp fangs and he chuckled. 

"What are you going to do now?" He asked her and she spat on his face. 

"I know I am going to die." Achlys stated. "But believe me, I don't care because I know that your doom will come sooner or later. You will feel so betrayed you won't be able to move on. It's a shame I won't be able to see it. The expression on your face. " She told him and Allias' eyes widened. He tightened his grip on her neck making her gasp for air as she shook her feet. 

"What are you talking about?" He asked her between gritted teeth and she laughed. A dry laugh, spiteful as the satisfaction showed in her evil eyes. She was lying, tricking him. She wanted to make him insecure, scared but still, her words kept making him think. "Tell me!" He shouted and shook her body as if she was some kind of plastic doll. She closed her lips, enjoying his angusih. "Tell me. Don't make me kill you horribly." He wanted her. 

"Do you really want to know?" She asked and Allias loosened his grip allowing her to breathe the slightest bit just so she could talk. "Will you believe me?" She asked him and he scoffed.

"I will be the judge of that. By now I know that every words that comes out of your mouth is a lie." He told her and she frowned. 

"So what is the point of me telling you great king?" She asked.

"Just say it."

"Well, I guess I will have the pleasure of seeing your expression after all. So let me tell you. Your lover, the one you cherish the most. He will betray you, more than anyone else." She said 

"You are lying." He mumbled. Struck by her words. He shouldn't have asked her.

"Yes, yes that is the kind of expression I was waiting for. Theseus, the man you trust above all. He is hiding something from you. Or more like someone. He is hiding the last survivor of your tribe. An Avgee girl. Yes!" She said hysterically. "He has been hiding her from you, cooperating with that little hunter friend of yours. And you knew nothing about it as you cried about the doom of your people" she said laughing mockingly. "The man you have loved the most gifted you the worse betrayal." She stated.

Allias had stopped breathing. His grip tightened and Achlys felt an unbearable warmth, hot as the sun he skin began to melt. Soon with a loud scream she was turned to ash while a bright light emitted from the king's hand. Dust everywhere and that blinding ray of warm light that shot from his palm melting the floor.

"No." He mumbled as he stood still in shock. "That's a lie. Theseus, he..."