Misha
I've just had the most amazing kiss of my life. I want more…so much more. There's an energy between us that I've never felt before. It's thrilling, intoxicating, and extremely arousing. I feel like l'm coming to life. “Kiss me.” His hands tunnel into my hair as his lips envelop mine. Our tongues caress each other as I taste him. He tastes smokey yet sweet, unlike anything I have ever tasted orcould imagine. It's like he was made for me. He's so addicting. Boy, am I hooked! However, I still don't get why me or how any of this is possible. Yet the Devil himself sits at my table. Had I not seen magic with my own eyes, l'd definitely call him on it, but Damon made a fireball in his hand and I turned it blue, to ice. Fuck, to ice! I jump away from Damon. “Don't come near me!” He puts his hands up. “Misha, what's wrong?” “Don't take another step because I'll hurt you.” I feel tears start to stream down my face. Memories of that night flood my mind. “You can't hurt me,” he says. “I can and will,” I say nervously as he keeps walking towards me. “Stay back!” “I can't, Misha,” he replies. “Don't!” I put my hands over my face, palms forward, trying to keep him back as he keeps approaching. “I can't stay back and I won't. You won't hurt me either because you can't,” he says as he pulls me into his chest and wraps me in his arms. I just lose it and weep. I pull myself away a bit to wipe my face with my hands. As I try to stop the stutters and weeping, I speak. “I killed them.” Damon shakes his head no, “Misha, you didn't kill anyone.” “Yes, I did.” He strokes my hair and kisses my forehead. He's full of so much compassion and tenderness. “What you think isn't reality.” I look at him and glare into his eyes as rage and guilt start to overtake me. “Who do you think you killed?” he asks. “My parents.” I have carried this burden for years. It was declared an accident, but I know I caused it somehow. Strange things happen when I get upset, but that night was different. I wasn't upset, but yet something happened. I killed them in that lake. I still don't know how I survived, because I wish that I hadn't. I have not thought about them recently but I did have nightmares. I saw death take them again and again while I was frozen but safe. I have let this guilt ruin every relationship that I have had. Ana was the only one to ever help try to lift some of the weight I carry because I survived and they didn't. I know that Damon will try to say that I didn't kill them, but after he learns the truth he won't see me as he does now. He will leave just like everyone else.DamonThe other Fates learned of what happened to their sister, thankfully, they weren't upset at us for ending their sibling. Turns out that they always hated violence and killing while Atropos relished it. The hall is decorated with all of Misha’s favorite flowers. I tried to arrange as much as I could because I am the reason it needed to happen on Christmas. I want the destiny that my mother saw and for that to happen, Misha and I need to be married today. I stand at the altar more nervous than I have ever been. Today Misha becomes mine and me hers. Our eternity starts now!As I stand facing the altar in the grand hall awaiting my bride, I relive every moment that I have spent with Misha. My parents and Justin are beside me as the music starts and the doors open."Family Portrait" by Pink starts to play. I look at my mother who is wearing a black lace sequined dress that Misha picked out for her. She is already starting to cry, but my father looks like he wants to take her here and
DamonDamnit! Fucking Atropos! My waist is encircled with a whip as I'm pulled from Misha's grasp.I try to free myself but I can't. I can barely move.Atropos sneers, “The Threads of Fate, Damon. You are powerless and can't escape.”My family tries to rush forward but is stopped by the barrier. Misha yells, “You are a soon-to-be-extinct bitch!” Misha's eyes take on a fiery glow.“Don't even think about using your powers,” Atropos says as she takes out her scissors.“One move and I will end him.”Telepathically, I tell Misha that she knows what she must do. I watch the fire ignite further in her eyes. Misha linked to Ana as I asked through our link. Thankfully, it helped Ana get through the barrier and she now stands beside Misha. She sensed that Misha needed her, that I needed her which allowed her to use her powers.“How? Nevermind as it won't matter soon,” Atropos says as she takes her scissors and stabs me with them.“You're right, it won't matter soon!” Misha said as the scissors
DamonI am still kissing my soon-to-be wife like I would die without her. We are oblivious as to what goes on around us.“Wow!” my mother exclaims.Ana asks, “Is this normal?”“No, but it's beautiful,” Derek says.We finally pull away and just stare into each other’s eyes. Ana says, “Umm guys you need to see this.” We turn to look at them. Everything is brimming with life or glowing. Doves are flying overhead. Butterflies are dancing around us. Flowers are blooming all over. But the most striking is a shimmering pool that surrounds Misha and me as we stand on its glimmering surface.“Holy shit!” Misha exclaims. She blushes as she cussed. She is so damn adorable. “How?”I cup her face. “You. All of this is your soul Misha and how it reacts to mine.” I hold out my other hand and a dove lands on it. I move it close to her face. “This is us. This is the life we just created.”She pets it and it coos but then it turns into a Phoenix. “Umm.” I smile as the Phoenix takes off and leaves strea
DamonMisha and I finally break our kiss. Everyone is just staring at us. “What?”My mother runs over to us. She hugs us and kisses our cheeks. “Son. Daughter.” She starts to cry.“Mother?”“No, it's amazing don't you see?”“I know you're happy but…”She smiles, “Oh, I am, by the gods, overjoyed! I'm gaining a daughter and grandchildren.But so very much more.” She takes Misha's left hand and raises it up. “The lost ring of life is lost no more.”“It's impossible.”“Yet, here it is. Son, your bride is a descendant of the Creators. She has to be,” my mother says.“I thought only one God created everything?” Misha asks.“No, there were two. A man and a woman but equal parts light and dark. They made the balance and hoped their creations would keep it,” my mother explains.“You see we've tried but so much has been lost,” Derek says.“Our family is one of the last few that try to uphold the balance,” my father adds.Derek looks at his son, “It is why angels are forbidden to consort with h
DamonI broke our kiss and took her hands as I fell to my knees. “Misha, you are the light that will forever guide me home because my home is with you. With you by my side I see the future, one l'd never thought I'd see. You are my life. Will you do me an honor and become my wife? Misha Knight, will you marry me?”I turn over my left hand, as I don't dare to let go of her left hand that currently rests in my right hand. In my palm is a ring gleaming bright with the possibilities of what's to come. I hear my mother gasp. But my only focus is Misha She's silent and I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not. I really hope that I didn't mess this up.“What?” Misha asks.“Will you marry me?”“I don't know what…” she starts to say before Ana interrupts her.Ana stares at her friend, “For once don't think! What do you feel?”Misha just looks at me. She touches my face. God, this feels so good, I lean into her touch. “Yes.”“Yes?”“Yes!” she screams as I put the ring on her finger and pull her
Damon “Misha, Misha please look at me.” I take her head into my hands and press my forehead to hers. “I've got you. Nothing changes. What will be, will be? Nothing we say or do short of death can stop it. And my love, you're a goddess, you can't die. I know you wanted a human life because that's all you knew. Do you want to give this all up? Make it into a dream?”“No, I feel at peace here. But I'm not ready. I can't have children yet,” she says through sobs.“Why not?”“You won't want me after. It happens all the time when two young people have children too soon,” she cries.I smile and shake my head no, “Misha.” I kiss her like we are the only two people in the world because right now that's how I want her to feel. I need her to understand. “My love, my body may look twenty-five but my soul is far older. Ana is also far older than her body, and you are as well. You'll gradually regain your past the more you're here, as will Ana.”“I'll see my parent's faces?”“Yes. You'll remember