(Note: This One-shot is a continuation of Crimson's Bad Ending AU One-shot.)
I stared in horror at the body in front of me. It had all happened so fast. I had arrived just in time to stop Crimson from killing Basil for vengeance, and I had tried to help us part ways easily, but then....Basil had panicked, and now....
She was standing over Crimson's body, his blood still spattered on her crystalline blades. There was a moment of silence, where I stared at Crimson's body, then locked eyes with Basil.
She looked scared. I found that I also felt a little scared, as well as starting to feel anger bubble up inside of me. All of the talk of how Basil had killed many of my friends had struck me, but now, seeing her standing over the dead body of Crimson, the information finally struck home, and it was staggering.
My focus was brought back to the real world when I heard Basil croak out,
"A-Angel, I'm sorry...I thought he..."
I ignored her, my mind being too consumed by the one glaring thought of,
Crimson's dead, Crimson's Dead, CRIMSON'S DEAD!
I quickly ran to his body, brushing past Basil, and knelt down beside him. Letting out a choked sob, I gently cradled his head on my lap, and carefully closed his now unseeing eyes. If I ignored the blood, I could have fooled myself into thinking that he was sleeping.
I stayed like this for a bit, when I heard a shuffle behind me, and remembered that Basil was still there. I was quickly struck by anger.
She almost killed me...she killed my friends...she killed Crimson!
The rage and anger broiled and bubbled up, until it almost spilled over.
I began to shake in anger. Basil seemed to notice, and asked softly,
The only thing that stopped me from whirling around and attacking Basil myself, was the little voice in my head saying,
She is still your friend, evil does not rule her heart. She needs you now more then ever.
However, it wasn't enough to cool all of my anger. So instead, I turned my head to glare at Basil. It was a fierce glare, and I noted that Basil flinched back when I did so. I then hissed through clenched teeth,
"I loved him."
Then, louder, I shouted,
"BASIL, I LOVED HIM!"
Basil took a step back, looking stressed, panicked, anxious, and sad.
She tried replying, but instead, I turned my head so that I was facing Crimson's dead body again, and said,
There was a pause, then Basil stuttered out,
I didn't even look back at her as I replied with finality,
"You heard me. JUST. GO."
There was a silence, then I felt a cold mist blow past me, then all was still. I bent over Crimson's body, and closed my eyes. The rage was gone, replaced by sadness. I let the tears come, and I began to cry over his body. After some crying, I began to occasionally mutter,
"I am so Sorry...so sorry..so so sorry..."
I was apologizing to Crimson, Basil, my friends, to everyone.
After a while, I buried Crimson's body. I didn't make the grave too extravagant, but among the other things I put on his gravestone, it also said,
'Here lies a fighter, a friend, someone who always told the truth, and a strong advocate of justice.'
I lavished the grave with multiple flowers, and cast a spell on them that would make them bloom in any weather. I then turned, and seeing that Basil had not come back, I set off, beginning my trek.
It had been either a few days, or a couple of weeks, but I hadn't cared to keep track. All I knew was that I was still wandering over the barren, war torn wasteland, my heart still aching for my dead friends, and for driving off Basil. I had set up camp again when it had started to get dark, and I was now huddled by the fire, a blanket infused with light, wrapped around me.
As I stared into the fire, about to drift off into sleep, I heard the sound of a twig breaking. My head shot up, and I was now wide awake. I got ready to summon my shield or sword, depending upon who it was, when I noticed a figure standing across from me. I already knew from the tall stature who it was before she stepped into the light.
Basil did not say anything, only stared at me.
Has she come to try and kill me again because I drove her off?
I quickly shooed the thought out of my mind, and instead, waited, staring up at Basil with wide eyes, not betraying any of the emotional turmoil I was feeling.
She slowly skirted around the fire, then came to a stop in front of me. She looked scared, almost child-like in her hesitation, like a child coming to a parent expecting punishment when they have been found out that they sinned.
Finally, she began to speak, saying,
"A-Angel...I'm really sorry. I have been following you for a while, but I was too scared to show my face...But now I understand and accept whatever decision you come to, whether you forgive me or not."
I blinked, the war still going on within, when I finally gave in to the small, kind voice. Without saying a word, I stood up. Basil took a wary step back, probably expecting me to attack, but instead, I just took the blanket off of me, went up to her, and stood up on my tippy-toes. I managed to wrap the blanket around her shoulders, and said in a soft, hoarse voice,
"There, that's comfy, right?"
And after a moments pause, I added,
"I...I forgive you."
And I did. The words helped to unlock the feeling of forgiveness. I knew it would take me a long time to fully forgive her for everything, but now that I had said it, it helped to start the change in motion.
We then sat down by the fire, two friends reconciled. I leaned against Basil, and realized that my mourning for Crimson felt easier to bear with a friend by my side.
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