Hey guys!! Okay, I'm terribly sorry for being inactive for so long, but my father broke my phone (again!) so I couldn't log in... Anyways! I am now back on track and will post the next chapter very soon! This chapter might be considered a little boring, because nothing big happens but it is crucial to the plot... Hope you enjoy and don't forget to comment your thoughts below!!

Magnus' POV:

"Magnus, I need you to take a deep breath and calm--".

"Catarina Loss if you tell me to calm down, I swear to Lilith I will flip out!", I yell on the phone, my silent tears turning into violent sobs that make me feel like I'm being choked to death.

"Okay, fine... just give me five minutes, I'll be right there. Don't do anything stupid", and with that she hangs up. Great. And now I'm all alone.

'Okay, keep it together Bane', my mind yells, but the image of Raphael's head in my hand is enough to bring me to my knees, trying to pick myself up from the floor as my whole body is shacking from my loud screams.

And suddenly I can't breathe. I don't want to breathe. I want to die. I want to join the people I've lost. So many people... So many faces I've loved... and lost. Just the thought of them makes the pain unbearable.

I want to see my friends again, my ex-lovers, my mum, my one true love... my Raphael. His name keeps ringing inside my head as my crying gets harder and I start hitting the floor with my hands, trying to break it, trying to create a hole in the ground where I can hide from the world, from the crazy people that want me dead but mostly from the pain.

From the consuming pain that only the loss of a loved one can cause, from the emptiness that kills you inside, from the memories that now belong to the past, from the love that you felt for them that you now have to get rid of, in order for it not to destroy you.

Last time I lost someone I loved, was that awful night, years ago. That night took away so many wonderful people I grew to care for, but most importantly the love of my life. It took me years to get over the guilt, the pain, the loss, the emptiness... at least enough to survive, to exist until my time comes.

But you never get over this pain, not completely, not truly. It follows you around. It's always there, a constant reminder of what you used to have, of how happy you used to be, of everything you can never take back, because someone took them away from you. At that thought, my body froze completely, my crying suddenly stopped.

'Someone took them away from you'.

I shot up at the realization. Someone took them away. Someone destroyed my life then, stole the most precious thing I owned. And now that someone's back, to get more, to take, to steal, to destroy. But not this time. This time it will be different. He won't get away for what he did to me. This time he'll pay.

A horrified scream gets me out of my thoughts and I see Cat standing at my door, her face looking at something on the ground, tears floating from her eyes, her hands covering her mouth. I already know what she's looking at, without having to follow her gaze. My boy's face. The man I practically raised.

"Magnus...", I hear her whisper before she unglues her gaze from the mortifying sight and walks slowly towards me, eloping me in a bone crushing , which I gladly return. Her tears are wetting my shoulder but I've stopped crying. No more crying. It's time for action.

I place my hands in Cat's white hair and stroke it smoothly.

"It's okay Cat. He didn't die in vain. He'll pay. That bastard will pay for what he did. I'll get revenge for my boy. I will. He's been terrorizing us long enough. He'll get what he deserves. I'll bring him down. You'll see", I whisper in her ear when I suddenly feel her push me back.

"Magnus what in Edom are you talking about?!?", her yelling snaps me out of my train of thoughts and I take a second to examine her. Her eyes are puffy and wet from crying, her cheeks are red and worry is written all over her face. Worry and pain. Pain for what we lost.

"I'll hunt him down Cat. Him and his little organization. I'll hunt all of them down. Every single one of them. I'll hunt them and I'll kill them. One by one. Until there's none of them left", is my reply, my tone is ice cold, tears streaming down my face.

"Have you gone mad? Mags, they'll kill you! They want to kill you! Don't you remember the note they sent you? Raphael was a warning Mags! They want you. You read it yourself! 'You're next'. You're in great danger, you have to hide, leave, run away not go looking for trouble! You have to survive! You're... You're the only one I have left... I won't allow you to go and get yourself killed...", her voice softens and she finally allows me to see how vulnerable, how fragile she is.

The woman in front of me, my best friend, the only kind of family I've left was always a strong, inspiring and compassionate person. She was always so hopeful and tough. And now... now she looks nothing like I knew her... She looks... broken. They broke her. I pull her in my arms and she clings to me once again, this time soft sobs escaping her lips.

"Don't worry my darling... I'm here. Everything's going to be okay...",I whisper in her ear, trying to reassure her. I'll kill them. All of them. There won't be any of them left. They'll pay for what they did. I'm going to have my revenge. And then everything will be fine.

"Promise me you'll hide. Promise me you'll protect yourself and won't go after them. Promise me now".

Quiet.

"I promise. I won't. I swear in hope that everything will someday end". Hope... if only I had any left.