It was the day of the tournament. Eliana lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling when Dane came to pick her up and lead her to the training hall where the tournament would be held.
"It's time. Are you ready?" His perfect voice came from the doorway.
Eliana couldn't deny that the doctor made her feel things. Everyone here was really good looking, especially the mentors, but Dane had just something else that pulled her to him. Since she was forced into the academy, she had already been kissed a few times, but never voluntarily and always against her will, so she didn't count them as her first kiss. Eliana was sure she would die today and didn't want to die without a real kiss.
The deep belief that this was her last day on earth made her reckless. She got up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and slammed her lips against his without thinking. Other people had been harassing her the whole time, so she would just do it too now. She had to stand on her tiptoes to reach him. Dane tensed up and she thought he would push her away, but he let only one second pass before burying his hand in her hair and pulling her closer with his other hand around her waist. He completely took over the kiss and moved his lips against hers. His tongue ran over her lower lip, and she opened up for him.
This was her first real kiss and probably her last, but she was happy she did it. After a minute, she pulled away, her breathing ragged, and looked up at Dane with her face flushed red.
"Thanks... I needed that... You were a great help here and without you I wouldn't have even survived a day. I'm glad I came this far, but everything has its end," she mumbled out in goodbye.
At her words, Dane's dreamy expression turned into a frown. "What the fuck are you talking about? This sounds like you're saying fucking goodbye," he said through gritted teeth.
Dane was shocked when she kissed him, but it was the sweetest and most perfect thing that ever happened to him. Instead of listening to her bullshit, he only wanted to kiss her more.
"I'm dying today, Dane. Either Keith, Killian, or whoever else from the recruits that hates me—which are many people—will kill me during the fights. I have no chance. I thought we all understood that after the week of my pathetic performance during your training," she said simply.
She had already made peace with the fact that she was dying and wasn't totally going crazy right now.
"Shut the fuck up. You are surviving this shit, you hear me?! If you don't, I will revive you only to kill you again with my bare hands. You. Are. Not. Gonna. Die!" He growled into her face as he grabbed her shoulders. He was clearly losing it more than her.
"Why do you care?" she asked with a sigh. As always, she expected to not get an answer. No one at this fucking place ever gave her answers. But suddenly Dane pushed her against the wall and pinned her there.
"Because I can't get you out of my mind. Since the first day I saw you months ago, I can't stop fucking thinking about you. I want to kill you for tormenting me so much, but just the thought of you dying rips something in my chest apart. So you are not allowed to die."
Before she could even answer or process his words, he kissed her. Did this mean he liked her or what? He didn't say that directly, but that was what he meant, right?
Her heart raced in her chest as she kissed him back. No man had ever liked her. She was always the shy and quiet girl no one ever noticed. She never had that teenage love or held hands on a first date. Who would have thought she'd find someone who liked her in a psychotic assassin academy a few hours before she was going to die in a fighting tournament?
They kissed each other deeply and passionately as their tongues danced together. A soft moan left her lips as he grabbed her ass and thrusted his hips against hers. She could feel his hardness pressing against her. Maybe she should just lose her virginity now since she was going to die today. But before she could do anything she might regret, a voice startled her and she pushed Dane away.
"As much as I am happy that you two found each other, I feel jealous too. I wanted to fuck the girl, but whatever. The tournament is starting and Isaak sent me to fetch you two," Theo said with a grin as he stood in the doorway.
Eliana's face flushed red and her breathing was still ragged. Dane didn't look much better and stared at her as if he wanted to devour her.
"I... I have a request before we go." Dane and Theo looked at her confused but listened.
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Meanwhile, Isaak was waiting impatiently in the training hall. All recruits were already there and they were only waiting for Eliana and Dane. They shouldn't have sent Theodore after them. Who knew what the three of them were doing? But Isaak and Cobra were needed here, so they couldn't go looking.
Lucifer and Belial were already there, and Damon looked two seconds away from attacking them. Theodore would have only encouraged him. Lucifer stood ramrod straight and commanded fear. Where you wanted to follow Isaak out of respect, people followed Lucifer out of pure terror. His long black hair was tied behind his head, his skin was pale, almost white, and his eyes were blood red. There was a rumor that he killed so many people that his eyes took on the color of blood.
Beside him, his right-hand man Belial stood with a provoking smirk as he stared at Damon. His two different eye colors and snow-white hair were unsettling.
"Why do you guys look so hostile? Aren't we all old friends? Do you remember the time when I poured bleach into Cobra's eyes? Wasn't that hilarious?" he asked with a grin, and Lucifer smirked at that too.
Damon pounced, but Isaak held him back. Cobra didn't react. Their time for revenge would come. They just needed to be patient.