As the Sky Itself Weeps.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl was surprised when she spoke. He thought for sure she would speak telepathically. And not only that but she sounded worried. Worried about him. Could this really be true? Cowl didn't speak at first. He was to stun to speak. A lot of things were going through that head of his and he wondered if it was because he was stronger now. Perhaps it was the right thing to make the compact with Lucifer. Maybe that was why she seemed to care about him? He couldn't know for sure but he had to speak for one reason or another. "Um... Besides the obvious hole in my chest... I think I'm ok." He was still bleeding and was bleeding internally as well. He had no idea where that blade had come from. He couldn't remember what direction it even came from. He remembered standing on the edge. Estrik had come along with Damon. And Eithne finally was opening up. What did this all mean? "Where are we going?" He asked having no clue.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"To the infirmary... again. Of course." Eithne shook her head, "Though we should stop the bleeding so you won't pass out, hmm?" she looked down at the blood and she licked it silently, still making her way deftly through the forest, not even having to look. Her saliva mixed with his blood, bringing the bleeding to a stop. It wouldn't be good for an extended period of time, Cowl would still need medical help. Cowl's blood was noticeably different, making her wonder but she said nothing about it, she had a guess as to what had happened, but she wouldn't ask about it.

She remembered Issac, though. In her mind she was frantic, she didn't want Cowl to end up like that. "Cowl... I don't want you to do anything you might regret, okay? Especially if it has to do with me." she kept the worry from her voice this time, but the words came out colder than she had intended, she hoped it wouldn't make matters worse.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl felt odd when she licked the blood, and without stopping either. First he was to mesmerized by the fact that she was licking his blood again and that the bleeding was stopping. But those thoughts were put aside as Cowl wondered what she was talking about. What did she mean when she said not to do anything he might regret? Did she already know about Lucifer? There was no way for her to know was there? He pushed the thought out of his mind. She should know he would do anything to make her like him better. Even if it was selling his own soul. If it made Eithne look at him differently he would do it. Cowl looked away. He didn't comment to her. He couldn't not after what she said and what he had already done. Perhaps there was nothing different then before. The tone she spoke those words in were a bit cold. Perhaps he was right. "Let's just get to the infirmary." He said his eyes shut. He was glad the bleeding was stopped. He looked up at her as they went along in the forest. He wanted to say something. But he couldn't. He couldn't bear to see her reaction. He just said the other thing. "I'm sorry Eithne." And as he said that he forced himself from her arms as three more daggers flew from the sky and found themselves all in Cowl's chest in the same spot as before. As they did Cowl screamed and blacked out. Standing over Cowl was Issac yet again. "Hmmm. I was so innocent then... Don't you think Eithne?" Issac said bending over and taking out the knifes. "Oh don't worry he wont die. After all I can't have my younger self being killed. No. No. No. That would not suit well for me." Issac licked the blood off the knifes. "So then. Eithne. Shall we talk?"

[Señor Sunday Friday]

(Okay, I HAD a post, then it got deleteded. -.-)

Eithne narrowed her eyes in anger, "Why do you do that? Is it completely neccesary?" She asked, holding Cowl in her arms, refusing to put him down. Her red eyes looked toward Issac, "And what is there to talk about, anyways? Perhaps your deal with Lucifer? His blood already reeks of his magic! Why is he acting this way, why did you act this way? What would drive anyone to be so idiotic?" she asked, "You never deal with Lucifer! He'll give you anything you want, but always in exchange for the one thing you can't give! Tell me, Issac! What did he ask of you? What did you have to give up for this pile of shit you've become?" Eithne asked. She now continued walking, Cowl in her arms as she proceeded to take him to the infirmary.

[Man of Many Murders]

Issac laughed at her. He laughed in a high pitch tone and the laugh was nothing but pure evil. "So many questions Eithne. But don't worry I will answer them." He stood parrallel to her and suddenly whipped off his turtle neck shirt. When he did it revealed something. Normally on Cowl's body were about a hundered different tatoos all of them engraved into his skin, and all of them stood for sealed demons inside Cowl's body. When Issac took his shirt off the tatoos that were once there was replaced with burnt skin. "You see Eithne.... At first I made a contract with Lucifer to make me stronger. Strong enough so that no one needed to defend for me. He... I did it for you. I did it so that you would look at me differently. But you see Eithne that never happened. You looked at me the same way. And then on that fatal day I got your note. The note that said to meet you once again ontop of Villagent Highway. But you weren't there Eithne. You had told them that I was there. And they found me. My old masters children found me. And almost killed me. So what did I do? I made a contract. I sold away everything. Everything for the power to destroy this simple place. The power to get back at you." He put his shirt back on then and sighed.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"I wouldn't do that! If you ever thought I would than you don't know me at all! You horrible, repulsive son of a bitch!" Eithne spat at Issac, hatred in her voice and she held Cowl closer to her body, as if protecting him from Issac. Her red eyes carried a fury in them, "I wouldn't do anything to hurt Cowl, and what would compell me to write the letter anyways?" She continued moving towards the infirmary, "Leave me the fuck alone, okay?" she asked, she didn't care what Issac said anymore. She didn't want to hear it at all.

[Man of Many Murders]

Issac moved very swiftly in front of her. He moved so fast that even Eithne wasn't faster. Issac shook his head as if in disgust. "Oh but I now it was you. You see." He pulled out a small letter that was written in her hand writing. "You see Eithne... I did love you. And you did turn them to me. Heck when I killed the three afterward they admitted it was definitly you." He turned to Cowl. "I will not let you leave. Not until you admit how much you hate me. How much you want to kill me. I need to hear it Eithne. And look at you cluctching my younger body. You created me. You unleashed me."

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"I Loved you!" Eithne shouted back at him, her eyes shut tightly and she continued to hold onto Cowl, her knees giving way and she collapsed to the ground, shaking her head, "Why would you..." she shook her head, "I wouldn't turn Cowl over to anyone, I would protect him like I would Emilio, but don't you understand how hard it is for me to say this? Do you know how much..." Eithne shook her head, her lips trembling. Never in a long, long time had Eithne ever felt this vulnerable, nor had she let herself fall to such a pathetic state when people were watching. The tears forming in her eyes were filled with blood, she lay her head against Cowl's chest to listen to the comforting beat of his heart, "If you must... if it really will make you feel so much better, then I want you to kill me now. I won't fight back. Besides, that's probably what he asked of you, am I right? Lucifer loves going for the irony." Eithne's voice was almost a whimper, her hair hanging in curtains around her face.

[Man of Many Murders]

Issac stared at her dumbfound. What was this? A trick perhaps? There was no way what she told him was true. How could it be? Issac was struck. He just stared keeping his mouth shut, afraid that if he opened it, it would fall to the ground in awe. This wasn't the Eithne he knew. The Eithne he knew hated him. She wanted nothing to do with him. Yet here she was admiting iut. Issac couldn't bare to do it anymore. He couldn't kill her no longer. How could he? She had told him the one thing that would have changed everything. "You... Love me?" He asked reatoriclly. He had to repeat the words otherwise to him they wouldn't exsist. So Issac did something he never would. "Go..." He said in a quiet tone. "Go... And I pray to god that I am not born Eithne. I will not kill you... But if you destroy my heart... I am sure that I will be born. And the horrible things I have done to the world will take place." He turned away from her and stared at the sky.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Issac... your prayers will go unheard, as will mine. Our world is a godless one." Eithne looked up at Issac, she then began scraping herself from the ground and she walked to Issac, bloodstained tears still on her face, she grabbed him by the shoulder, holding Cowl in one arm and she turned Issac around to face her. She kissed him, not knowing if he'd pull away, or turn away or the sort.

[Man of Many Murders]

Issac was a bit taken aback from Eithne. He had never expected her to kiss him. Since when does she kiss people. Never. But never the less Issac didn't pull away. At least not right away. He kissed her back at first and it lasted only a matter of seconds before he pushed away. Issac couldn't look at her. "Go Eithne..." He said not bearing to look back. He looked off into the distance like he use to so long ago. "I believe this is the last time I will see you. Be good to me." He was refering to his younger self. He needed to get the infermery. He wanted to say goodbye to her but couldn't. He still had those heartless feelings and the want to rule the world. But that was fine for now. He waited for her to go. To see if she said anything else.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne nodded, she said nothing to Issac but she carried Cowl off to the infirmary, already licking the blood from his wounds and letting her saliva bring the bleeding to a stop... again. Her red eyes looked to the ground in melancholy, half her heart wished Cowl would awaken so she'd be able to talk with him, though the other half of her heart would do anything to keep him from saying anything, "Why do you always scare me so much..." Eithne asked Cowl as he lay in her arms unconcious. She shook her head, everything was always so... difficult, wasn't it? She wiped the bloody tears from her eyes, hoping Cowl wouldn't notice the red outline of the tears that stained her face for now.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl awoke to see Eithne carrying him again. Once again he had no idea exactly what had happened. The last thing he remembered was throwing himself out of her arms as three daggers had stabbed him. He did that so they would not hit Eithne. He looked up and noticed the bloody tear stains on her face. She had been crying again. "I'm sorry." He apologized for her having to save him again. He was feeling useless all over again. Just like a baby. He knew where they were headed. As he lay in her arms he wondered just how she flet at him at that moment. Was she having different thoughts? Or was he still being a nausince? Cowl looked away and noticed they were almost out of the forest. "Eithne what's different. Why are you carrying me? What is so different from before that you are even talking to me?"

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Eithne looked at Cowl in her arms for a few moments, her eyes almost looked sorrowful as she stopped in her tracks, she gently kissed Cowl quietly, as she did so her eyelashes just barely brushed against his face and her long curly hair draped around thier faces. Eithne didn't look Cowl in the eyes, Her gaze was unusually soft for such a person as Eithne. "Please don't change..." she whispered as she continued walking, she looked around herself now, continuing her way taking Cowl to the infirmary, "And do yourself a favor... and find ways to knock people uncontious without stabbing people." she added with a joking tone in her voice as she brought Cowl to the nurse's office so he could be properly healed.

[Man of Many Murders]

Cowl was so stunned from the kiss he almost fainted again. But so many things rushed through his mind. Did this mean she really liked him? Liked him liked him? Cowl had so many things to ask her. But when she spoke about knifes he didn't really get the little joke. He had been very tallented knifes though. Ever since he was a little kid he was one of the best in the orphanage. But as they reached the medical office and entered inside Cowl forced himself to stand up. As soon as he did he grabbed Eithne's hand and kissed her lips. This would answer all his questions by her response.