by Inspector_Javert » Mon Sep 29, 2014 6:41 am
Ajax
He chuckled. He held Reiven in a headlock, a short, black blade resting upon his throat.
Charlie could never hurt his friend. His parabatai. But I can. And I do not feel a thing
Reiven
He was pale and shaking in the demons grasp - unable to move. He gulped, the blade of the knife scratching him slightly and drawing blood.
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