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No. No no no. He felt it before he saw it. The grip on his arm. He'd missed the crystal. he'd missed his chance. The image of the heavenly queen Serenity faded as Blue eyes turned in time to see what his fate would be. The claw had found his arm, and he'd seen what it could do, what it had resting in the palm. But as bad as such a soon to be fate was, the smile of the tiny agent in black and green was one Castor didn't want to see. Wolframite. The agent whose eye he's taken out.
The one with the blade that dug into his side. A menace and and nuisance. Blue eyes narrowed as ears caught the words. A fist crashed into his jaw, and pain and white filled his senses. Gravity took him to the glass and snow and ice. More cuts that stung and bled on the earth. But he didn't have time to think about it. He didn't have the luxury to think about it. Tanz was near, He was prone now. A whisper under his breath as one ice covered fist sailed upwards towards where he last seen the purple haired harpy.

“Thank you, Wolframite,” the Captain said, dragging her bone-thin frame to a standing position. She spit out a mouthful of blood to one side, and grinned wildly as his fist collided with Castor's face. She watched as the senshi hit the ground, but didn't attempt to dodge his attack. His fist collided with her face, and though she could feel the coppery taste of blood returning to her mouth anew, she smiled against the frigid fist... because he was close. Her human hand grabbed for his hair, as though to hold him close, and the youma's eager hand searched for his chest.

There, it would do the unimaginable as it slipped harmlessly through, searching out his star seed.

Tanzanite laughed. She threw her head back, and the sound that tore from her throat was nothing short of cruel. She pulled him close, and whispered soft in his ear.

“What did you think, Castor,” she hissed, a pause filled by that horrible laughter, “That it would be you? It can never be you.”

Her eyes met with Wolframite's and the unspoken request passed between them: hold him.

The fist recalled painful memories, and his body tensed at the sight of Castor's ice-encased fist. It was that very weapon that had came at him and destroyed his vision. The memory of that pain and loss was still fresh after all this time. It had only been recently that he had gotten his fake eye, but his uniform still held the patch. Still showed what he was clearly missing. No one would doubt that it was gone as long as he was in uniform. Out of it, people just wondered or kept quiet about it. They heard rumors and would try to stare in the most polite way possibly to see if they could tell.

It was that fist that made him almost shove Tanzanite aside to save her, but the woman made no attempt to move. She only bared her chin and let it come. The very action shocked and amazed him, and he held his break, expecting a broken jaw or – as old memories of so many dead captains and lieutenants haunted him from the past – that the purple-haired captain would be killed in a spray of blood and brains.

Instead, her chin was cut, but her jaw remained. Her teeth were all in their place, and the grin was still planted on her face. Not skipping a beat, she reached out and took the other senshi, and pulling his hair back as if she would let her youma arm just tear out his throat (as Wolframite knew it could from being there at the Doom Tree), she instead reached in.

Wolfram's heart stopped a moment, and he held his breath. The Starseed. Castor's Starseed. He had hungered for it and felt his fingertips twitch as he watched her hand dive in. He could only imagine the searching, the emptiness before the reward of touching the gem inside the senshi. Ohhhh, how he had wanted that. He could only imagine it, and as he watched, a hungry, feral eye watching as if he was a starving wolf seeing another tear into a kicking doe, he cheered her on. Find it. Reach in and take it once and for all. As much as he wanted it for his own, he instead lived through Tanzanite and urged her to continue.

As he stood beside her, looking down, he stood at attention when she looked up at him, and without a word, her brilliant, purple eyes spoke to him. With a short nod, he lowered and took the senshi's arms, firmly planting them on the cold, snow-covered ground. With his fight with Kaguya, he had long since grown numb, but inside, he felt excitement. Up close, he looked down at Tanzanite worked to grab the starseed, and at the same time, watched Castor. There he watched for every twitch of a changed expression or jerk of his body that he could feel through his firmly-clamped hands. With all his force, he held the boy down.

((Rolling before I make my next post, so I can adjust accordingly!))

There was that darkness inside of him again, that place Castor reached into as he forced his mind to ready himself to kill. Looking into gray eyes he knew before he felt it. He could die. Even as he was more powerful then him, he could die. A million thoughts poured into his mind. Marlo. Simon. Elke. Eve. Sorrin. Parker. Audrey. Audrey. Gray eyes wild and colder then any ice, and storm bore into his deep blue. The words held power but the senshi wanted to laugh them off anyway. She would never win. They would never win. They couldn't. They-
Shock was openly exposed as he felt it happen. The familiar feeling of his starseed being touched. Only this time- something was wrong. They were not pulling. It was-

Screaming, his right hand broke free of Wolfy's grasp as the crystal sailed by. Ice was still covering his hand. He wanted Tanz off. He needed her off. He couldn't die. Not unless he could take her with him. Panting like a beast, hate, rage, and desperation clung to Castor as he kept a chant rolling in his head. "Crush her skull, kill her dead, kill Tanzanite.' That dark park of him sarcastically echoed in a morbidly sing song way: "Squish her head."

He wouldn't die. Not without taking her with him.

Will Edit!

As Algol began to exit, Hestia quickly began to follow. Certain things were more important than...well...whatever this was. And the number one important thing on her list was about to leave. Giving the scene one last glance she did a quick double take...that was....that was...

That was the perfect gift for Miss Algol!

"I'll be with you in one moment, Miss!" The senshi's eyes narrowed and the atmosphere around her charged and shifted to the focused intensity of a last-minute shopper.