Conscious Search

He was just laying there, ignoring the voice in his head that was screaming at him. His brown hair was covering his green eyes, they used to shine like emeralds in the sun, but now there's just this dull, lifeless expression left. "Why should I go eat? I lost my reason to live, he's dead." The voice growled "They talked about their consciousnesses going back to their planet! They can be saved!" Aidan didn't answer, he remained motionless on the bed. The voice kept yelling and growling "Abraxas is also fighting with themselves, go talk to them! They're sleeping at his grave! Simply waiting for the child to be born and then take over a half rotten body." Aidan still didn't react, he waited for the sweet embrace of death. The voice, Diablo, was still yelling, screaming. He was starving slowly. Everything hurt, Aidan was too weak to move, tired and gave up on living. If he could've only saved Yuiero, if he could've saved Eraz, then he wouldn't be in this situation. Diablo kept trying to get Aidan to move, gave him a last chance before he took matters into his own hands. It had been days and Aidan hadn't moved, at this rate both would starve to death. "We can take revenge! Murder the person who took them! Now move, before I force you to!" He growled, was angry and hungry. Aidan sighed, as he kept laying there. His eyes were swollen from crying, he just wanted to die and Diablo didn't let him. What would revenge give him? A small feeling of satisfaction, nothing more than that. It wouldn't bring Yuiero back. Aidan just kept waiting and not moving once, motionless, tired. He didn't move since the brothers were buried. Diablo was mad, if it wasn't for Adria's seal, then he would've already murdered the whole town and the person who did this, simply because they humiliated him. Aidan just wanted to rest, closing his eyes wouldn't hurt.
Then, there was a crack. Aidan shot up, he screamed and held his head. It started bleeding as two red horns started to grow out of his head. Why couldn't he just die and left alone? It didn't take long until Aidan passed out and Diablo was rampaging through the forest, devouring anything he found. It was a massacre, done by a monstrosity, twisting and shifting Aidan's body. He was back in the semi-human form soon. Diablo preferred it, he could hide when using it. He only needed gloves and a cloak, one that would hide him, one that wasn't white. It shouldn't draw attention.
He did find a person, twisting their head to keep the cloak clean. No blood stains, perfect to hide. The next place he went to? The graveyard. Abraxas, also known as Raxas, was still sleeping at Eraz' grave. The father to their child, gone. Taken by the one they would take revenge on. Diablo arrived and stopped Raxas from digging up their lover's corpse. "Come on, we'll take revenge and bring our despair to them." They just looked at him, their red eyes glowing. "They'll pay for what they did." Diablo helped them up, needed to carry them because they hadn't been moving either, so they've been starving just as much. The answer to that is slaughter. There were some mages hidden somewhere afterall.
At this point, Diablo was struck with confusion. Aidan still hadn't fought back his control, hadn't said a word. Had he really given up? It seemed to be that way. For now, they had a ship, but no one to control it. That was where the murderer came in. A plan is what they had, tortured shall be the one who took their friends, maybe even lovers, they shall give up on life and do only their bidding. That was the plan.