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By SisterWicked

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In the end, it had been frighteningly simple to break a promise.


Without bothering to speak, he'd plunged his hand directly at the simpering girl's chest, fingers seizing the thing that held her life and crushing it easily as one would crush a sheet of paper.


Doing her the honor of allowing her blood to soak his gloves, he'd released her, already turning to face his stunned lover as she fell.


The expression on his face had spoken silent volumes on the subjects of betrayal and hate, even as his hands had tightened around the handle of his blazing weapon.


For an instant, he'd wondered what it meant to be consumed by feeling.


Then, the moment had passed in a rush of heat and tears.


Reaching for his own doom had been simple too, nothing more than opening his arms to cleansing flame.

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And that's Sailor's fault too. :P