Thea's head lifted at the sound of a familiar voice ringing in her head. She had always been a light sleeper, often waking up every couple hours and going back to sleep a few minutes later. No way. Did Moon tell him about what she had done? To another Ascendent? She assumed he did. What leader in their right mind would not inform their clan that a murderer had been among them, and now with an enemy? Where Thea was currently doing her best to keep the lines from blurring between sanity and insanity, the little voices beckoning her to take her revenge, and in the back of her mind as she made her way through the foliage, the darkness helping her slip away to where the feline was. "Oni? What the hell are you doing here? More importantly, how did you find me?" Why would even want to see me after what I did? She hissed the words lowly, not wanting to wake anybody up, tails lashing, none of her cheerfulness there. "You do realize this is the Typhoon, right?"

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Thea could only stare at Oni with a blank expression as both he and Al spoke, before a bit of laughter bubbled out of her. An inappropriate action, but still. Moon hadn't told him. Moon hadn't told anybody. "You really are an idiot, aren't you? You think I can go back? I was exiled. Or has Moon not told everybody that he couldn't keep one Fireball in line?" She paused, allowing this to sink in before continuing. "Moonmade isn't the reason we're enemies with Sunhaven. I am. It all started with Roy's murder, didn't it? And then me being the first one to find him, and placing the blame on Bucky." What little mirth that was in her eyes disappeared slowly, replaced by a solemn expression. Because she was sorry for what happened. She realized what she had done wrong, and regretted it every moment of her life.

"I got everybody caught up in my need for revenge, against somebody I didn't even know, just knew he had wronged me from some memories that didn't fit into my life. I hurt people because I was told to." Blood. Grief. She remembered the feelings, and flinched as they flooded through her along with the memories. A reincarnation. And saddled with whatever shit my former self didn't handle. Her thoughts were erratic, nothing stopping them from reaching Oni, nor the little whispers in her head.

You feel better now? Go on, tell him. The raid happened because of you. Harland was taken because of your actions, because you were weak. His dear cousin. And that if he kills you, then the cycle starts all over again, and you'll just be set for revenge in the next life. Shut up. "So there you have it. I can't go back, not unless I can find some way to make up for what I did. The hurt I caused. Now leave. Before I kill you, and whatever dreams you have of becoming Astral Seraph with you. The Ascendents are better off without a murderer in their ranks." It was true. As much as she loved and missed her home, she knew she could likely not go back, not unless she was prepared to have more blood on her paws. She wanted to go back, to the way things were before. No, she wanted it to be normal, where Oni had his eye still, Roy had never died, and Sunhaven was still allies with them. To not be terrified of ever having an apprentice, in fear of them taking after her, or even worse, having her own children, with them probably having the darker essences within her passed onto them. She wanted all that, without worry. But it was too late. She had already set fire to that pretty picture she saw as a potential future, because she had never been taught right from wrong, at least, not until it was too late.

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"Just leave. Now. And never come back here." He thought it was the same? No, while he had two entities inside of him, it was Thea who had made the choice to kill Roy. She couldn't place the blame on anybody but herself, and claws shot forward, taking a chunk of his ear, droplets of blood beginning to stain the silvery fur on her paws, and pupiless eyes would simply bore holes in the younger male's retreating form, daring him to come back and spew more on how when he became Astral Seraph, he'd let her back in. It didn't work like that. What was he going to do, expect her to sit here, wait, and when time came, just say, 'Hey, so I know I killed somebody here, but it's all good now. Water under the bridge.' Moon wouldn't accept that, the rest of the Ascendents wouldn't. Not likely. And she knew it all too well.

She didn't even understand why he had come here. The only plausible reason she could think of for Oni coming here was to try and kill her, now that he could.

Blood stained the sand beneath her, the delicate flesh of Oni's ear beneath her paws, tilting her head. I swear, next time he decides to show up here to try and drag me back, I'm killing him.

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Thea simply moved a few feet forward, letting the seawater that lapped at the beach wash away the blood and chunks of ear on her paws. "Just somebody who didn't understand the meaning of the word exile. It kinda scares me how stupid he is." And it did, left her conflicted as well. The world wasn't so black and white, not anymore. It used to be, in her eyes. Everybody had a label in her mind, and if they didn't fall under any of the categories, she chose to ignore them. They were just outliers, in her eyes. It was a bit like somebody not liking another person because they were too different, except she just refused to acknowledge it. Now, it had left her a mess, mentally and emotionally, something she never could recover from.

In those ways, Oni was still the same innocent child who thought he could fight the sun, who had been knocked on his ass multiple times after picking a fight with Thea as a kitten, and still seemed to beg for his face to be reacquainted with the ground with every encounter she had with him. From all the pain she had caused him, he should be looking for ways to be hurting her, like she had tried to do with Bucky. Hell, he had even more reason to. He actually knew the reasons. So why try and help her? Thea had always assumed that as soon as he heard she was exiled, he would be first in line to try and kill her.

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