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She can feel them returning. The synchrotron lights shining in her eyes- she has to go, she has to run- To the wall, bracing, to turn and look at him.

"I'm sorry- don't come any closer-" She sees it, flashing before her eyes. Blood, on her hands, children's blood, crushed bodies, the damage wrought by vacuum space. By her. Breathing fast and shallow. Afraid.

"I remember... I can feel it again... I thought that if I'd changed like you, I could handle the return of my abilities- But-" She's slipping down the wall, choking on sobs, her shoulders shaking.

"I guess I don't have the right. If only I'd found you sooner, maybe I could have lived on without fearing my contract." Her fingers, the two broken ones, curl in to a fist on the wall. She's thrumming, with that fear.

"Kill me." She begs him, bringing his hand to her throat. "Please." He promised to, and she's waiting for it, before a gust blows up, heralding the arrival of their enemies.

"We're getting out of here." He can't do it. "You're not a Contractor anymore. There's no need for you to die."

And they run. The wind is fierce, whipping at them, and as he pulls her along, it begins to pour.

She can't keep up with him, and she slips from his hand, falling to her knees. "I'm scared," She cries, looking at her hands. "No-" She sees blood on them.

"I don't want to go back-" "I don't want to, I don't want to kill anymore, so please-" She's begging him to kill her, desperate and haunted by the knowledge of what she's done, the lights pulsing in the back of her eyes.

"It will be alright." He takes her face in his hands, trying to calm her, and she stares up at him. "If you get out of here, your powers won't return. You're not going to kill anyone."

"Isn't that right?" And he smiles when he says it. She quiets, and slowly calms. A small smile, and it seems she's about to say something, when instead, she gasps, chokes, and falls forward.

Three sharp ice shards clear through her chest. He catches her, looks around frantically, and drags her- to safety?

"That's enough..." Blood, at the corner of her mouth, and the light in her eyes fading, unable to support herself, and carried with her arm slung over his shoulder.

"Run..." She tells him. But he sets her down, and stays, But she's already going.

Weakly, her hand reaches, and cups his cheek. She's saying something, but she can't make the sound come out, only mouths it with the last of her strength, before her hand falls away.

She's already gone.

[ooc; Havoc's death scene ;;]