INT. TORTURE CELL — NIGHTFALL
There was no day or night in Razok's world.
Only pain... and silence.
Alexander lay against the cold wall, his breath ragged. His eyes were hollow, skin pale, muscles burned from months of divine extraction. His once-mighty frame looked broken—but something in his eyes still flickered.
Across the room, Lydia sat shackled against the far wall, her black hair tangled, her demon-fire faint like dying embers. Yet her gaze was locked on him—watching him, studying him, like she still couldn't believe he was real.
She broke the silence first.
LYDIA (softly):
"You should hate me."
Alexander didn't answer at first. He just exhaled, slowly, like a man counting every heartbeat.
LYDIA (lower):
"I helped them… even if I didn't mean to. I trained under my father. I became like them."
She looked away.
LYDIA (broken whisper):
"I'm not the same girl from high school, Alexander."
ALEXANDER (hoarse, yet warm):
"I know."
He shifted slightly, wincing. Then, with a faint smile that had survived everything:
ALEXANDER:
"You're stronger now."
Lydia's brow furrowed. Her eyes watered, just a little.
LYDIA:
"You… still love me?"
ALEXANDER (firmly):
"Yes."
She shook her head like a wounded bird.
LYDIA:
"How can you say that? After all these years… after you found out I'm not even fully human?"
ALEXANDER (softly):
"Because love doesn't die with the truth. It just becomes braver."
She looked at him—stunned. Shaking. Her demon fire flickered to life for a moment.
LYDIA (tears falling):
"Do you remember what I said to you before I left for Atlanta?"
Alexander closed his eyes briefly.
ALEXANDER:
"'If you ever come looking for me… make sure you're still the boy I fell for.'"
Lydia choked out a breath. Half-laugh. Half-sob.
LYDIA:
"You remembered…"
ALEXANDER:
"I never stopped remembering."
Silence again. Not heavy, this time—but soft. Like a warmth was rising again between them.
LYDIA (whispers):
"Would you still love me if I burned everything around me?"
ALEXANDER:
"Yes."
LYDIA:
"If I lost control… and hurt your family?"
ALEXANDER:
"I'd help you find it again."
LYDIA:
"If I become a monster?"
ALEXANDER (softly):
"Then I'll be the one who reminds you that you're more than your blood."
She stared at him. Shaking. Breaking. Healing.
Then she stood up—her shackles clanging against the wall—and crossed the space between them.
She dropped to her knees beside him, face inches from his.
LYDIA (whispers):
"I tried to forget you."
ALEXANDER:
"I never wanted you to."
LYDIA:
"I became a weapon."
ALEXANDER:
"You were always a fire."
Her hands trembled. Her breath caught.
LYDIA:
"I love you."
He reached forward, with all the pain of heaven and earth clinging to his shoulders… and touched her cheek.
ALEXANDER (broken whisper):
"I always have."
Then—she kissed him.
Soft. Fierce. Fragile.
The kiss felt like everything they had lost, and everything they still had the strength to fight for. Time itself seemed to pause.
Their chains hummed. The cell walls pulsed. Something ancient stirred in the silence.
And then—
CRACK!
A bolt of light flashed across Alexander's body.
His back arched. His veins glowed.
LYDIA (startled):
"A-Alex?"
ALEXANDER (growling):
"No more chains."
His body trembled, divine lightning racing through every wound, every scar.
His eyes lit up—fiery red and gold.
The sigils on the floor began to shake.
He stood, slowly, roaring as if breaking through centuries of pain.
ALEXANDER (to the heavens):
"I am a son of fire and light!
I will not be caged!"
BOOM.
His chains shattered into dust.
Lydia stumbled back, shielding her eyes from the divine explosion of power.
The walls cracked.
The floor lifted.
ALEXANDER (to Lydia, fierce):
"Go. Now!"
LYDIA:
"What about you?!"
ALEXANDER (stepping forward):
"My axes—they're in Razok's vault. You have to get them."
He grabbed her shoulders, speaking fast as the walls around them groaned.
ALEXANDER:
"Tell Annie… Venessa… Jason—
Prepare for war."
LYDIA (voice breaking):
"I won't leave you—"
ALEXANDER (urgent):
"You have to."
He pulled the last spark of divine energy from his soul.
He raised his hand—
"Open the door," he whispered.
A golden tear in reality split open behind Lydia—his last gift. A portal to Earth.
Lydia shook her head—crying.
LYDIA:
"Don't do this—"
ALEXANDER (smiling, softly):
"Please… live. For both of us."
She kissed him one last time, hands clinging to his arms, shaking.
Then she turned.
Ran through the light—
And vanished.
The portal snapped shut.
Alexander fell to one knee.
Blood ran down his arms.
ALEXANDER (whispering):
"To
gether forever…"
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🔥 TO BE CONTINUED…
> Lydia has returned.
War is coming.
And Alexander… still burns in the heart of hell.