The Five: Elementals

Four months later.
"Please! He's all I have left!" The fairy woman cried out.

I look away from the boy to her and see the longing look in her eyes.

No survivors daughter, kill them both

I sigh "don't worry, you'll only mourn for a moment" I say turning back to boy who is balling his eyes out.

I cock my head to the side "why do people have children? There so annoying"

"Stop fooling around and kill them already, I'm starving" Max says walking up besides me.

"Whatever" I say placing my hand on the boys forehead, his eyes roll to the back of his head and he falls with a thud.

The woman lets out a scream and I wince. "Jesus must you be so loud" Max whines.

"You MONSTERS!" she screams. "He was an innocent child, he had his whole life ahead of him!"

Sighing I pull my dagger from my belt "that's why his death was painless, the same won't be said about yours" I say and throw the knife at her successfully engraving itself in her throat.

Dusting my hands off on my pants I turn to max "you ready to go?" He shrugs.

I pull my knife from the fairy woman's neck and wipe it off on Max's jacket before putting back in its place. "You seem to hate children and yet you haven't gotten rid of that"

He says gesturing to my protruding stomach, my hand instinctively finds it.

"Fuck off" I groan walking past him, before I could get far he grabs my arm.

"I just have to know though...is it mine?" He asks and I let out a sigh.

"No, it's definitely his" I say and he shrugs.

"Alright then, let's go" I close my eyes and teleport us back to the underworld.

When we arrive I make a beeline straight for my room and lock my door behind me, my hands finding my stomach.

Drawing a bath I strip out of my clothes and look in the mirror, my stomach isn't overly large yet but I am showing and it's very tense.

I climb into the tub and close my eyes letting myself think about him, it's only for a moment though that I let myself think about her.

Images of our final moments play in my head.

I snap my eyes open and clear my head placing my hand on my belly.

I'm sorry Ryan, but I cannot bring a child into this unforgiving world I think as I feel my fingers tingle.

Tears stream down my face as the water turns a crimson red.

I don't bother wiping them away, this is the last time.

The last time I'll let myself feel.