Saint Goliaths Church

[Katya]

Katya found it futile to resist a block of stone if it wanted you out, so she let herself be pushed outside into the night, with Jin soon following. She crossed her arms and looked back at the closed door.

"Well, kicked out of a church," she remarked. "Why does this feel familiar?" She smirked over at Jin.

[Queen C]

*~jin~*

JIn could hardly stand, she smiled and sat down on the step. "Lets go home." she said.

[Katya]

*Continued in The Tiger's Eye*

[Jin]

*~From The tigers Eye~*

Jin made it to the door, she looked around and wondered where Stone was. All he had to do was pick up a few supplies and come back, she hoped he was here. He would hate to end a Bad relationship with a new friend.

Her cell phone rang, she looked at the title it said. Hung, her breath caught in her throat. she wasn't sure what was going to happen, was it to late? "Hello..." she waited for the Inevitable.

"Jin, Mr.Hung passed away last night. I don't blame you child, even the Doctor said the Poison started spreading faster...jin..jin...xiao jie (Daughter)." Jin felt the color drain from her face, she clicked the phone and headed off into the night, she had to make a call.

*~ To Andy's house~*

[Katya]

*~From The Tiger's Eye~*

Katya parked the car near the ruins of the Gothic church. It looked a little less menacing by daylight but not much. She circled the building and found an entrance easily enough. Climbing on top of some crates, she slid through a broken window, careful of the jagged glass, and landed on the floor of a room within. She listened carefully for any signs of life.

Empty. She took a seat, took out her gun and waited.

[Stone]

He landed silents on the roof, enjoying the warmth of the sun for a minute or two. It was a luxury, one that he indulged in far too rarely. Satisfied he made his way down the hole in the roof, using his claws to climb down through it and onto the roof on the inside.

As he hung upside down on the church roof, his massive claws digging into the stone, he saw her. With a gun.
It was a outrage, a insult. Not only did she enter his home uninvited, but she had her weapon drawn!

With a menacing growl he leaped from the roof, using his wings to rotate in the air as he dove towards Katya with his clawed hands outstretched.
There was few things as scary as a angry gargoyle, and as Stone closed in the distance Katya understood why.
She didn't have time to react before he hit her.
The massive creature knocked her on her back, quickly swiping away her dropped gun with a thick tail before pinning her to the ground with his arms.

He looked down upon her, razor sharp teeth barred and voice full of rage.
"How dare you!? I offer to help you and you thank me by breaking into my home? With a weapon no less?"

[Katya]

Even though she was pinned to the floor, Katya could still stare with a look of pure indignation and hate. She'd faced fangs before, and if the thing really wanted her dead, it wouldn't have interfered the night before.

"Get your hands off me," she growled in reply. "Help? What good is your help?! Mr. Hung is dead! Because you apparently had better things to do."

[Stone]

Mr. Hung is dead! Because you apparently had better things to do.
Stone starred at Katya, his face making no attempt to hide his surprise. He quickly pushed himself up, wrapping his wings around him as he stepped back.

How could he have died? It took at least a week for the poison to kill and he should have gone berserk at least a day before that. Unless there was something else interfering.

"So that's your plan, kill me because i couldn't save him?"
He could feel Hung, another soul crying for his death, for him to die like they all had. He failed them, countless people who died because he wasn't fast enough, strong enough or intelligent enough.
Perhaps it was the time for them to get their wish...

He spread his arms and wings wide, exposing his bare chest.
"Well go ahead, shoot me. But ask yourself, can you tell yourself every night as you go to bed that i deserved it?"

[Katya]

"Don't flatter yourself," she said, getting to her feet with a groan. "I go to bed every night with hundreds of deaths on my conscience. Some deserved it, most probably didn't." She walked over to her gun and picked it up. "But you know what? I sleep just fine."

She rubbed her aching shoulder and faced him. "No, you get to live with it. The pain, the regret. The fact that you let someone's family down. I know you don't give a damn about Jin and I. You made that perfectly clear. So don't worry, we won't be asking for your help ever again. You'll just have to find some other way to atone for this mistake. Good luck with that."

[Stone]

"You'll just have to find some other way to atone for this mistake. Good luck with that."

"You think i don't have life's on my conscience? Is this your big revenge, making me live with the guilt?" he chuckled at her "I live with guilt every day. This is just another drop in the ocean."

He stepped closer, his frame looming over her "You wear the death of Innocent's like a badge of honor yet taunt me with the death of one? You hypocrite." he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her closer, starring into her eyes.

"You wanna know why i don't care about you or Jin? Because you choose your path. You have the chance to do good but you don't. Your just selfish little girls laying the blame on others."

His eyes where burning, glowing a bright white "Does this ease the pain, dull the guilt? Do you feel better blaming me for his death? Well, he's not coming back, no matter how much you blame me."

He kept her in a iron grip as he looked down upon her, the pity he felt apparent in his face "I'm sorry to shatter your illusion but i have meet countless people like you. Your afraid to face the fact that your to blame so you hide behind big words like destiny and fate. Just so you don't have to accept that the only reason you haven't done the right thing is because your afraid."

[Katya]

She cocked the gun and held it to his forehead. "A bullet from this gun has brought down bigger creatures than you. Now I will ask you one more time to take your hands off me," she declared.

"And for your information, I never had a choice. The KGB made me a patriot by training me to be a killer. And then the Russian army turned me into a rebel by lining my family up against a wall and executing them. Just because of their religion. They didn't even have the decency to bury them.

"Men, demons...no one is innocent. Some just have fewer sins than others. I have no illusions, I know I'm a 'bad person'. But I don't fool myself into thinking there's some mystical scorecard that rewards good and punishes evil. Because if there were, my family would still be alive.

"So don't you dare judge me. You don't have the right."

[Stone]

he let go, sneezing at her words.
"Ofcourse, there has to be a reward to make doing good worth it. For your information i have been doing as much good i can for over two thousand years, and all i got to show for it is a dead wife and daughter. But i keep on doing it. Because i know it's the right thing."

He looked at her, shaking his head "And before you play the pity card again: You always have a choice. Not a nice one, not a easy one. But it's a choice. But it's so much easier telling yourself it was out of your hands. But no matter what you tell yourself it was still you who did the killing."

"But if you came her looking for me to ease the pain the door's right there. But if you ever wanna stop what your doing, actually do the right thing, that same door is gonna be open." He pointed at the door for emphasis.

"But if you just came her to justify what your doing and lay the blame on me you can stop. I have no intention of helping you deal with the grief of your actions just to see you go out and do the same thing over again."

[Katya]

"And if you ever decide to come down off your moral high horse, the rest of us lowly mortals will be so thankful for your company," she hissed, holstering her gun.

"I don't need your pity. Or your permission. But Jin is slightly more sentimental than I am. Mr. Hung was like a father to her. She's grieving right now. But she'll get over it. And then she'll come looking for you."

She walked toward the door, turning back. "I just thought I'd give you a friendly warning. Since it's the right thing to do," she said with false sincerity before exiting.

[Stone]

There was few things Stone hated. Evil was one of thoose. But even worse was people who tried to justify their evil.
"Let her come" he said before closing the door.

He walked with heavy steps towards a nearby chest, pulling out a huge axe. it's blade gleamed in the light, casting a reflection that seemed to carry the hint of red in it.
"Let her come..."

[Stone]

With a heavy heart he gently moved his clawed hand along the strings, the guitar singing out.

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.

Tacita would have loved this song. She always had a soft spot for music. There was so much he wished she heard, seen and experienced. When mankind first took flight, she should have been flying next to him as he watched the two brothers glide over the grass. When he watched the first steps of Jazz in a smoky club, she should have been there, smiling and holding his hand.

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now

He missed her. He missed them both. Antonia's olive skin, Tacita's beautiful golden eyes. They haunted him, the ghostly memories of their existence heavy on his shoulders. The nightmares never stopped, the tears always came back. He wanted nothing more then to see them again, to meet them in the underworld.

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything,everything
You're all I want your all I need
You're everything, everything.
You're all I want you're all I need.
You're everything, everything
You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.


Why did he suffer so? He had been cursed since he was born, and no matter how much good he did he never found redemption. He was forced to watch, helpless, as time took away everyone he ever loved. He had to watch his own daughter, the being he loved more then anything, die of old age. His own child, withered away! And when she slipped away, fading into the afterlife, he almost envied her. She would see her mother again, and she would never suffer his fate.

And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

He would never have another child. He wouldn't be able to bear the pain once more. No, he would just push on, until the day someone finally gave him what he wanted more then anything. Death.

With tears in his eyes he finished the song, and for a second he saw the ghostly image of his wife and child fade away.

Would you tell me how could it be any better than this