Elysium's Love Triangle

Elysium's Love Triangle by Aoife Metcalfe

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beautiful eyes I’d ever seen.  Looking into them I almost felt like I knew you, for ages, already. . . Anyway I’ll stop opening up like an idiot now and go back to being normal.”
    He looks at me, hesitantly , to see my reaction.  I don’t know why he’s always so reluctant to open up about things.
    I tell him straight, “Danny, if our relationship was a normal one, you know without the whole black widow thing, that last speech would so have gotten you laid.”
    How shocked he looks at my straight-forwardness is rather comical.
    Then he shakes his head and laughs, “Circumstance is a bitch.”
    I agree.
    Then I remember the photo.
    I turn it around to look at the message he wrote.
    It consists of one simple word.
     
    Forever.
     
    I’ve never felt an emotion like this before.
    Happiness just swells up in me.
    It’s a feeling I’m not used to and it’s rather overwhelming.
    “Daniel,” I say , as he eager ly awaits my reaction. “You would probably have gotten laid twice tonight.”
    He groans in frustration, “You’re killing me here, Katy, you are killing me!”
    I laugh.
    I begin to think about what to write myself.
    I don’t exactly have a way with words at the best of times.  Now my mind just goes blank.
    All I want is a way to describe to him what he means to me.
    No words seem good enough. 
    There aren’t words for it.
    In the end my message is one word, just like his.
     
    Soulmate.
     
    I think tha t word implies a lot, when you think about it.
    He smiles when he sees it.
    This is when the Aracne s begin leaving school for our meeting.
    They seem to all come at once.
    They just swing out of their bedroom windows, using webs shot from their shoulders.  Then they use these webs to abseil their way down the wall.
    It is an amazing sight.
    Now I know why Angelica didn’t need to use the door.
    She eventually wanders over to us.  
    She is glad that I am alive, she tells me.
    Rejon will pay for the kidnapping, she assures me.
    Then she begins talking to me about our room.  She thinks we should paint it red.
    Daniel and I exchange glances.
    His sister likes showing emotion even less than he does.
    I give her a hug.
    I know that she has her own ‘personal space’ boundaries.  Still , she does manage to reciprocate the hug.
    We begin walking to the meeting.  S he asks me if Greg was the one who brought me to Rejon.
    I admit to her that he was.  There is no use in denying the truth after all.
    You can see the devastation on her face.  She has been utterly betrayed, just as much as I have.
    She tells me that she’s fine.   
    I know that she isn’t, despite the smile she fakes now.
    She has lost another person she loves to this evil creep.  Another person she trusted has just completely let her down.
    I promise myself that I won’t ever become one of those people.
    Rejon shall never have my allegiance.
    Nate convenes the meeting once we are all inside.
    He tells us all that he has some ‘ bad news ’ and some ‘even worse than bad’ news.
    The bad news is that we still have no idea who Rejon is.
    The ‘ even worse than bad news ’ is that we have no idea how to kill him.  Today Nate was talking to people ‘who are in the cr eature hunting business’.  They all told him that Rejon is un killable.  T hey have used every conceivable weapon against him, including all types of guns, swords and knives.
    Rejon has always walked away without a scratch.
    Word on the street is that ‘D eath himself’ is afraid of Rejon .
    I sigh. 
    Some good news would be nice.
    Nate looks at us cautiously before carrying on, “Due to the dire situation we have found ourselves in I have brought in some help.  Now, I’m not sure about the credentials of these guys but I’ve heard . . . well. . . just see for yourself.  Andrew, Wendy, get in here.”
    Two teenagers walk into the room, they both look just a tiny bit nervous.
    The one named ‘Andrew’ has white hair.  He also has piercings on his

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