By his hands

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Today I watched my hero Die in my hands.
He died by Camino's Hands.
Camino watched the life drained from his eyes,
Till there was no breath left.

Looking to the sky, 
Looking for a sign. 
His blood filling my hands,
My tears covering his dead body.

Blood curdling cries,
A child holds their fathers dead body in her hands.
"This is not right."
"I will be back to collect your life Camino."

Black wings fluttering around,
Quite a sad day indeed.

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A cry for help:

"First it was My father, Now it is my brother, Who will be next? Will it be my other brother? Will it be my cousins? Maybe my own partner?"

The girl watched as those around her were dying and injured. 

Slowly becoming numb to it all.

Was she supposed to care anymore? 

Was Camino meant to kill them?

Leaving them with nothing but a stick in their fates?

"Father, Was this what you wanted? For your own kids to die fighting for what you wanted? Was a crown really worth your lives? I never cared for any of it... I just want my family back."

"We were so young, So impressionable. Would have done anything for  you dad, Shit Astra did till the end really did try to make you happy. I hope you are both together now. I hope you see your path killed your son. I will forever love you dad but this was a mistake. He was not ready.

With the recent passing of her little brother the woman can be seen looking more drained, more in her thoughts, Darkened butterflies flying around her in a saddened manor.

Though, never take that as she is not there. She is watching, listening, thinking about those around her. Some could say that may be more dangerous at a time like this than actually fighting back.

[b]There in the snowy confines she spent most of her time thinking on her next move and she knew there was only two options for her by this point on. [/b]

"I will not lay my weapon down. I will not fail myself. One day I will not come for a crown but will come for you. For your blood to hit the ground such as my brothers did and my fathers before that. The only difference is when I come, I wont be silent, I wont be weak. I will grow every day just to rid the earth of a man who knows no justice just cold murder. My kids will not fall to the turmoil you caused me to go through for all of these years. As the years go by, I will not cause trouble but you will know I am here. For I am-"

"ROSEMARY OKABE"