Just when he found them, he had to let them go. He needed to make things right. All he ever wanted was a family and though it was by his own choice that he stood alone to face Williams and the evil he created, it still broke his heart to know he found and lost the most precious people he would ever have the honor of knowing. Without realizing he was doing it, Creed began rubbing his chest where the pain of heartache was the most piercing. The irony hadn’t been lost on him to know he had the “gift” to turn off his pain—but it only worked on physical pain. Nothing could ease his breaking heart. Nothing except, Meg, he whispered to himself, even as he ducked out of sight. “Hello, little brother,” a voice hissed from behind him. Creed spun mid-step to see Gavil standing, arms folded, lips sneering. Flanking him twitched six hulking metasoldiers who gave off seriously unhinged vibes. Creed realized his moments of nostalgia staring at the taillights of the people he considered his family had cost him dearly. He was outnumbered and caught completely off guard. And besides that, it looked to him as though he was the only sane person around. Crap.
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