"He gave me purpose. He gave me life. He gave me love. He gave me worth. I was his white knight. Serving beneath him as many before me failed to do. Serving under the crooked crown he wore. My dark King and I.
The white Knight and his crooked dark King..."
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Duskflight
Sorry to include a death threat to Hannibal but Ajax is quite quite triggered. If you gave a problem I'll simply remove that part! Thanks for making such an amazing villain!!
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Moonfang
Dear! I now your gone but overhauls you'll see this! Ajax loved onyx and onyx loved Ajax! It's hard to see him die. He a,ways made me jelous and I had made Ajax to try and get into onyx and his popularity level. Once he was in his gang I felt pretty content. But when they become the truest of live interests. My heart melted!
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fenic!
I believe you are the owner of Lilith. [ If your not.... IM SOOO SORRY! ] I never got to Rp Ajax and Lilith the two lovers of onyx meeting. But I'm sure in the mere future they will. Perhaps even gang up on Hannibal to avenge their loved ones death!
"Do you know what it feels like?
To watch his blood drain. Like your love fades.
To watch his memory's wither. Like yours grew old.
To watch his light die. When you didn't have any.
To watch his claws seath. And yours get ready.
To watch the love of your life die... And not do anything?
That's right Hannibal. You haven't. But you will... Let my words bleach your mind. Let my claws take your life. Let my teeth drain your blood. Like yours driained my worth. "
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Too silent. To silent for a forest Ajax knew so well.
Too silent. No screech. No whimper. No whine. No cry. No plea.
What's going on?
It was in this moment that the scent of blood passed his scent glands. Nothing too abnormal. Something Ajax had always passed off with no second thought. This time something else caught his attention. The silence. It was fresh blood, just spilt now. Yet no screech of anguish or pain or agony. Just silence. Sleek black oaws made a pathway, picking their way through a. Puzzle of thorns and sticks accompanied by withering leaves. Each step carried Ajax closer to the scent of Crimson blood. Resting perfectly still on the dust ridden ground. His ears where angled perfectly, tilting just to the left and center. Radars waiting to pick up something that no cat could hear. Something Ajax couldn't hear. Slipping throguh a a pair of thorn bushes he came upon a clearing. His polar ice eyes scanning the clearing with deadly precision. When something staring back at him made a quiver ride down his spine. Locking eyes with two orange optics just beyond the Shade line. His mind tricked he supposed that was the source of the overwhelming stench of blood. Just as they danced away out of sight. He rekognized them by the scent of Hannibal. A cat he didn't even want to dance with. He lashed his tail and just as he was prepared to turn and leave, he stopped cold. An overwhelming heat worked its way up his paw. He cats a glance coward only to fixate his gaze on a pool of blood. Darkened by the dirt and mud it had mixed itself into. He paused to admire it. Something that kept one moving and breathing. All the while holding no significance to him. His had spilt it many times. Not enough to kill him. Just enough to remind him he needed to keep his.
Who had finally spilt hannibals? he passed a look over his shoulder. Just expecting the stream of blood and the source. Rather a bloody mess of tangled fur and matted dark liquid. Sticky and emitting a lovely scent.
Ah. Hannibal bested someone. Who was I to think someone had even landed a blow? the Tom turned on his paws. Approaching the cat who's scent was masked by the red pool of its own blood. He loomed nearby, making little effort to avoid setting a paw in it. As he came around front to examine the body something oddly farmiliar about the cats figure struck him. The scar trailing from its throat to its shoulder. At this moment he stopped himself. Staggered on his paws as he examined the long scar. It felt like bile was stuck in his throat. And for a moment he was caught there. Like a butterfly in a spiders web. Stuck between fear and between truth. He took another step only to see the ajared eyes of... Onyx. Only a pinch of the blue eyes sent him into shock. His body trembling and his claws rooted into the grid to hold him steady.
"o- on- onyx..." his meow was barely a whisper. Inaudible even if you were only a whisker length away. His scent hit like a wave agasint the delicate sand. Sending his mind into little grains of insanity. He watched as his kingdom crashed around him. Watched as the king of his heart fell. He staggered for a moment. Than in one swift moment fell to onyx's side. Not caring as the red blood stained his pearl white chest and forearms. Soaking his death black paws.
"Onyx..." he said simply. Nothing else. Just the name. Than stared. His eyes glossy with tears. His ears dropped. He shut his eyes and pressed his muzzle into the nap of his neck. Pressing his cold nose to the flesh of onyx, waiting to feel the pulse. Praying to feel the pulse. He spent a minute doing just this. Eyes shut tight. Teeth clenched. Nose to his throat. The only one worth living for, the only one worth loving. Dead beneath him. He didn't know it but tears streaked from his cheeks, like memories they shared leaking from memory. Leaving onyl a salty after taste.
His confession. The sea. Lilith. Alone. Just me. Just us. Night skies... Onyx. he paused as everything left him. His strength, his mind, his will to live. A dead cat breathing. He was unaware of how long he lay with his eyes close. The body growing cold beneath his chin. The sun sinking beneath the waves of the sea, the star as and moon begging for their trip across the sky. The birds settling in their nests. The prey hiding away. It wasn't summer just quite yet. Not warm enough to fend the land from a frost over. And that's when Ajax cracked open his pale blue eyes. Piercing the night sky with his optics. The frost had settled around them. Creeping onto onyx's pelt like an unseen enemy. Proving he was long gone. He refused to believe it. He refused to leave his side. Refusing to give up the dying hope he had kindled within.
"Onyx... Onyx... Please... I'm here now. W- we must go home. It It's getting late. Far to late to S- Stay out. Please. I need Y- you to come. Come home.." he whimpered. The tears on his cheeks frozen in time as their decent became sluggish. As the blood on his paws appeared brown as opposed to the traditional red. As the moon cast a eerie shadow only them...
Onyx. You. You are not dead.
Note for the public!
Onyx was important to lots of us! He was an amazing character that everybody loves or in some cases. Hates. Feel free to say what onyx meant to your cat. A father, a lover, his enemy. Since Ajax and Hannibal are the only few aware of his death try to keep it discreet for a bit but Ina. While it will be a full blown out problem! All family should know first. Probably beginning with Lilith than His many mates and kits. Than finally all the public! Thanks guys!
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