Done for - Valeria

Malachite didn't show it. He didn't show how empty he felt without Amethyst. She was gone and now he was all alone. He couldn't contact his parents because of this whole time travel fuckery. He didn't even want to come here to begin to. Now he was stuck all alone without any way back. What was he going to do? He had always felt lost, but never alone. He was just following orders, mostly from his father or Amethyst. Now he had no orders to follow, which made him lost on a whole new level. He was forced out of his train of thoughts when a fist collided with his jaw, causing him to spit out blood. He had been insulting a gentleman, his friends and their girlfriends. They were now in the midst of showing him a lesson. All three of them had ganged up on him. Their girls were just watching, although they didn't seem to enjoy it very much. "Is that a way to treat ladies? Maybe I should take care of them tonight." He was provoking them to make them angry. Pain was the only thing he was able to process right now. The fight continued and ended with Malachite flat on the ground barely moving. One of them ended it by putting their weight on his back until they heard a clear snap. They fucking broke his back. Not only that, but his jaw, nose and had popped his shoulder out of its socket. He probably had some internal bleeding as well. He used his good arm and legs to push him to the nearest wall. He managed to pull himself around and sit against it. He leaned his head against it. He was not going to ask for help, but he didn't want to be alone. He pulled forward his phone and called up Valeria. He put it on speaker. He just spoke when he heard her voice, not sure if it was her or her voicemail. "Hey Vee. Busy tonight?" He mostly called Valeria when he wanted to feel something. But even she couldn't safe him out of this emptiness inside him. Only violence could.

It had been a time for healing. Mostly her emotional wounds, but Valeria was done sitting put and lick her them. She was restless for going out and do something. Theodore was missing along with Reginald, and she was starting to put the pieces together - but Anastasia had stopped her for some reason. Saying something needed to happen first. It didn't make sense, but she was not the patient type - she had waited to long. Valeria sat in the sitting room and looked at Vanya just reading a book, or at least Vanya pretended to read - Valeria was quite sure she just pissed her off by not being able to sit still. Valeria heard her phone ringing, and got up to grab it. She frowned a bit when she saw Malachites name on the screen. She walked outside to take the phone, "Heey, whats up," she answered and sensed something was wrong by the sound of his voice.
"I'm not, you want me to come to you?" She asked and breathed out. She looked back inside and walked down to the garden. Valeria took a deep breath in and waited for a response.

Her voice was comforting to him. It reminded him that he was not completely unlikeable. Even if their relationship was sometimes difficult to understand, he knew she cared. Even when she said she didn’t. ”If you can’t stay away, then sure,” he coughed, feeling the blood in his mouth and on his lips. ”Maybe bring some of that healing blood you are always bragging about,” he was trying to act like his normal self, but she would know he wasn’t. Out of the people in this world and this time, she was the only one left who really knew him. Maybe he should try to find his mother. If not to tell her the truth, then just to see her. She was always the one he preferred out of his parents. But he also knew he would not be able to stop himself from telling her everything. He needed someone to confide in. In this moment, Valeria was the best choice. Not only was she the only here he knew, but he also trusted her. He might not say so often, but he did. It had always been him saving her, making sure she was safe. She was half human; it was just how the world worked. But now. Now he was the one in need. He despised that.

She could feel something was wrong, and she hated that she didn't know what. She wanted to be there. "I think you should have learned by now, that I'm difficult to scare away," she pointed out in a soft voice. "Will do," she added and walked back inside. Valeria hurried to the kitchen and grabbed some blood. "Don't go anywhere, I will be there," she pointed out and hang up the phone. Valeria put the blood in a bag and hurried back outside. She took one of the cars and started driving. Valeria used find my phone to track his phone. Valeria parked the car, and started walking. She looked around.
"Mala?" She called out and kept on using the tracker on her phone. "Holy cow," she mumbled to herself as she saw him sitting in the dark.
"I thought I was only I, who where stupid enough to throw myself into battles like this," she tried to humor the situation up. "I have something for you," she took up the blood and opened the bag. She would help him drink it if he needed. She used her ability to stop his wounds from bleeding.
"What would you do without me?"

Malachite had never been one to overshare, or even share for that matter. He chuckled weakly by her comment. He was hurting and blood was leaving his body just making him feel even weaker. She was treating him carefully. He didn’t like it. He wanted things to be like they always had. Slightly superficial and fun. If this was how they were now, if they always contacted each other when something happened, things between them would change. He was not so sure it was going to be a good change. The phone call ended, and he sat in his own thoughts, which proved to be a bad idea. He was too wrapped up in feelings of vengeance and anger. All he wanted to do was kill that bastard that killed Amethyst. He was not scared of the consequences or himself for that matter. He just wanted to avenge his sister.
Her voice sounded in the dark. Before he had a chance to announce his presence, she found him. ”No cow, just me,” he said in his usual snarky attitude. His lips even formed a smirk. Although it didn’t work quite as well with his pale color. ”No, I usually just walk away without a scratch,” He grabbed the bag of blood, but as soon he held it, his arm fell to the ground in a fast movement. He only just managed to move it to his lips to drink it. Her ability helped quite a lot.
”Die, probably,” a dark expression fell on his face. Only she and Amethyst would know what it meant. Something bad had happened. Of course Valeria wanted to know what. He was not sure he could even say it out loud.

"I wouldn't allow that," she admitted as she breathed out. She wouldn't let him die. She couldn't. Already now she felt so far away from everyone, so different. She didn't see the world as they did, or even through they finally were opening their eyes - they still needed to adjust to reality. Valeria had always been quick at that, learning from the world around her. Valeria could see the dark expression on his face, she could see his aura. She could sense his sadness, sense him grieving. "What happened?" He knew what she meant. Valeria wasn't the emotional type, but in cases she was. Like when she lost Melania, her parents. Valeria didn't need her ability to see how grieve looked. But she also knew. Anastasia had told her a earlier this day, but she couldn't just run off. Ana was feeling guilty for everything, and she couldn't just let her be by herself with that secret. But she didn't want to confront Mala with the fact that she knew.
"We should get out of here," she suggested and gave him a small smile.

//Out <3