4 hours ago
Fury bubbled up inside. Not at Hayden. Not really. There were rules they were all playing by. He knew them. And it wasn't a problem. He didn't love Hayden. He could. If he let himself fall, but it was just that things felt hopeless with Raffe. Nox had pretty much given up hope on every getting back with him.
And there was Jay -- that was way more complicated and he was angry and pissed and yet he was there for his friend. Always there. He pushed aside his feelings. He didn't matter.
And that pissed him off too. It was the end of his good life.
Except it wasn't. He had the kids. He had Oriena and Hayden, but he didn't have love. Not the love he wanted. It grated on every nerve. And Nox didn't want to feel it anymore didn't want to be the one to have the shitty life and deal. He wrapped himself in the emptiness where the power awaited but it only made things slide around. It wasn't gone.
He was angry that he felt everything. Nox felt like he felt more now that he could touch the power again. The horde was still there. It was in the emptiness with him, the voice was just a whisper but he could hear it. He embraced it felt the power of its instincts wash over him. He could tasted the blood from a raw steak. He could feel the blood on his knuckles. He wanted more.
"Wicked I need to know where Ori is now. Give me her location."
It wasn't long before a ping came back with her location. It wasn't the best place in the world but it wasn't some posh apartment he'd feel uncomfortable in either. It wasn't a normal thing. It was something he knew he shouldn't do. But he didn't care as the horde's instincts pushed through him. He embraced them. Felt them. It was hot and angry and it wanted free. Somewhere there was a captive horde, and Nox knew what he should do but right now he wanted the connection -- needed to feel like there was no coming back. And he wanted a connection with a person he wasn't pissed at. Though it wasn't Hayden he was mad at -- not really, but it was a place to put the blame.
Snow fell. The world was whiting out. But Nox didn't care. The snow made everything silent in an otherwise busy city. It irked him a little at the stillness of Moscow while the horde churned inside him. But little phased his advance towards Oriena.
Nox found the location. The building was simple. Outside on the porch sat some gopniks -- Russian's answers to gangbangers. And like all gangbangers Nox had ever met they stepped in front of him as he bound up the stairs. The horde pulsed inside him. The darkness lingered just the edge of the emptiness and there was power in it.
"Who are you?"
Nox gave the Russian in front a look that said don't mess with me, but he obviously didn't know what it meant as he pressed out his chest and made himself look bigger.
"I'm just hear to see Oriena. Not that it's any of your fucking business anyway."
They knew who she was. And he guessed from the way he acted, they didn't want to mess with Nox. Probably a good idea given his mood. He headed up the stairs unadulterated.
Nox knocked -- and waited. His body tensed like a coil. He was ready to take what he wanted.
And there was Jay -- that was way more complicated and he was angry and pissed and yet he was there for his friend. Always there. He pushed aside his feelings. He didn't matter.
And that pissed him off too. It was the end of his good life.
Except it wasn't. He had the kids. He had Oriena and Hayden, but he didn't have love. Not the love he wanted. It grated on every nerve. And Nox didn't want to feel it anymore didn't want to be the one to have the shitty life and deal. He wrapped himself in the emptiness where the power awaited but it only made things slide around. It wasn't gone.
He was angry that he felt everything. Nox felt like he felt more now that he could touch the power again. The horde was still there. It was in the emptiness with him, the voice was just a whisper but he could hear it. He embraced it felt the power of its instincts wash over him. He could tasted the blood from a raw steak. He could feel the blood on his knuckles. He wanted more.
"Wicked I need to know where Ori is now. Give me her location."
It wasn't long before a ping came back with her location. It wasn't the best place in the world but it wasn't some posh apartment he'd feel uncomfortable in either. It wasn't a normal thing. It was something he knew he shouldn't do. But he didn't care as the horde's instincts pushed through him. He embraced them. Felt them. It was hot and angry and it wanted free. Somewhere there was a captive horde, and Nox knew what he should do but right now he wanted the connection -- needed to feel like there was no coming back. And he wanted a connection with a person he wasn't pissed at. Though it wasn't Hayden he was mad at -- not really, but it was a place to put the blame.
Snow fell. The world was whiting out. But Nox didn't care. The snow made everything silent in an otherwise busy city. It irked him a little at the stillness of Moscow while the horde churned inside him. But little phased his advance towards Oriena.
Nox found the location. The building was simple. Outside on the porch sat some gopniks -- Russian's answers to gangbangers. And like all gangbangers Nox had ever met they stepped in front of him as he bound up the stairs. The horde pulsed inside him. The darkness lingered just the edge of the emptiness and there was power in it.
"Who are you?"
Nox gave the Russian in front a look that said don't mess with me, but he obviously didn't know what it meant as he pressed out his chest and made himself look bigger.
"I'm just hear to see Oriena. Not that it's any of your fucking business anyway."
They knew who she was. And he guessed from the way he acted, they didn't want to mess with Nox. Probably a good idea given his mood. He headed up the stairs unadulterated.
Nox knocked -- and waited. His body tensed like a coil. He was ready to take what he wanted.
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