Lost Executioner (Lesbian Story)

Roxy's P.O.V (Snag, Alaska)

**3 Years later**

I hadn't seen her in years. I hadn't touched her for even longer. She said she hated me and meant it. I was a horrible fix for her. For anybody at that. I always hurt people. I never wanted to think about her but the more I tired the more I failed. My mind was broken, always playing back to the moment I had destroyed her. My heart was even worse. If I wasn't immortal, I think I would've died. My heart no longer beat. It was just growing colder and hollower with every second and I had nothing to kickstart it back to life. I was slowly dying, even though I couldn't.

She was getting by fine, which made me happy for her. Just because I was hurting didn't mean that she had to. I just wanted her to be happy and if that meant that I was thousands of miles away, then so be it. I kept people looking out for her just in case she tried harming herself again, but she hadn't and I smiled at that. Emily and Ethan, even though they graduated, still looked out for her. They went to a near by college and often visited her.

Even Samantha looked out for her. She was still a 'teacher' so she had more access to her school life.

I knew it was bad for me to still watch her like that, but I couldn't help it. Even when I tried forgetting, I scolded myself for thinking that way. Even if I never wanted to believe it, I knew she would never want me back. I was just a bad dream, a nightmare, that she never wanted to have again. The only way for her to move on, was if I left. So I did.

I really didn't have a permanent home, I just moved around and helped people and creatures. I often visited Liz to help with any decisions and things of the like. Her realm was now free and loving. People adored her and listened to her every whim. Abby had gotten better as well, so neither of them were ever lonely and I envied them.

X and I only had each other and this bone chilling wind. Alaska is my favorite place because it was cold enough to almost freeze my heart and numb all my feelings. When I am here I never think about anything. Not Ashley or Liz. Not my mom or my dad. Nothing. It is my haven.

"We've got to get up" Xena demanded. "We still have more training, so stop bathing in your sadness and get up!" She hated how I had become. I was killing myself because I couldn't have what I wanted and that annoyed her. She was just as in love with Ashley as I was but she didn't show her pain or anguish. She just kept moving forward, trying to make me do the same.

I stood and braced myself for attack. Four men, in huge fur coats, mounted the cliff we rested on, coming straight for us. They quickly shed their jackets, revealing their heavily tattooed and muscular arms. Guns and knives hung loosely from each man, ready to kill me at all cost.

Hunters.

They wore all white, trying and failing to blend in with the snow. Xena and I called this training because that's what it was. They wanted to kill us and we had to hone our skills, practice. It's only meaningful when everyone is 100% serious, right?

The biggest man from the group stepped forward, "Veni nobiscum, et vivetis." "Come with us and you will live." His hand was outstretched, beckoning for me to join him. Anger twisted his features when I refused his request. Dashing my way, he screams "Et mortuus est, sicut et ceteri:" "Then die like the rest!" He jumps towards me, cocking his fist back for a punch, only for me to jump out of the way. The ground crumbled under his fist, threatening to break. Flipping in the air, I kick down on his hard body, sending him deeper into the ground with bone shattering force.

His lackeys all attack at once, punching and kicking anywhere, trying to bring me down. Lifting my hand and raising my knee, I block oncoming punches and kicks from two, but the third lands a rib crushing blow to my side, launching me into the cold white snow, hundreds of feet away.

I kick off the ground, back flipping to my feet, and deflect two punches from either side of me. The captain and third guy lunged my way, both holding knives, ready to end my life. I take the captain first, dodging his knife and gripping his arm with enough force to crush the sun.

His yelp for pain echoes through the cold night, waking up the only five people who live here. Using his body, I whirl around and let the knife that was meant for me, penetrate his body. He grips at the dagger sticking out of him in disbelief. His body falls forward into the arms of his killer and I hop back a few yards, getting ready for their fury.

Blood dances from his mouth and eyes, slowly draining him. All of them look in my direction, anger and malice seeping from their pores, and rush towards me. Had the ground not broken under us, the fight would have continued. In an instant, snow devoured us, hurling us over the cliff side and down the mountain. Every attempt to grab solid land failed, scrapping and bruising my hands, leaving me to drown in the sea of snow.

The three men continue screaming and thrashing around in the snow, only solidifying it's grip on them. Blood clouded my vision, guiding me away from safety. Shards of ice stabbed, sliced, and ate away at my skin, gnawing away at my consciousness.

With one last attempt, I thrust my hand into the racing snow, hoping to find ground. My hand fumbles around and finds firm ground and I grip for dear life. Inhaling deeply, I focus all my energy on the snow, demanding that it stop.

After minutes of concerntraction, the snow no longer touches me but continues rushing down the mountain. I sat back relieved, as the oncoming snow bled around me, like I was fire. My wings ached for freedom, breaking my back, attempting to escape. My bones broke and repaired themselves around my sprouting wings. Expanding to their furthest extent, my tattered wings shot us forward, heading away from that ice box.

**

I couldn't remember passing out or the reason for the pain that coursed through my veins but I could remember the room I was locked up in. I woke up to familiar satin sheets and blood red walls. Scanning the room, I confirmed my location.

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