Death is Only the Beginning (closed)

[Melanie Ross]

Melanie blinked hard. She obviously could not be seeing what she thought she saw. This could not be true. Krane couldn’t be… He could be. There was just no way. She remember the first time she saw him calm cool collected. She longed to see him again. She longed to see the man that stood before. She could not believe what happened. Krane was the commander. He was her leader. She wanted him to be so much more. He meant so much to her but she never got the chance to tell him how she felt. Now she would never get the chance. He was gone. There was nothing left. Not even armor. There was nothing. Melanie felt tears sting her eyes. She felt the little traitors. Tears showing her emotions. They told everyone exactly how she felt. She didn’t want this. Melanie heard a scream only to realize it was her. She had fallen to her knees her hands clenched at the grass beneath her. She realized after gazing at her hands they were covered in blood. She can only assume it was his blood. She raised her eyes to look back at the building in front of her. Clouds had begin to form above the building, skulls flew about. And the sound of screaming fill the silence. There can only be one exclamation. Only one thing that could answer the question burning: Hades.
Melanie noticed after she was already running toward the building where she was headed she made her way to the roof. She didn’t stop to help anyone she didn’t stop to pick up anything she just ran. A few people try to stop her but she paid them know heed. She just kept running. She ran up the stairs, she barreled through doors, and she ran. Eventually, she crashed through her final door onto the roof. In front of her was hades. She made her way directly next to them and stopped. Her eyes were red and puffy tear still stained her face. She made no indication she knew Krane’s soul is there. She spoke directly to Hades.
“Bring him back. He isn’t done. I’m not done. He cannot be gone. I won’t let him. You have to bring him back. He’s your son. How could you let it happen?”
Her tears streamed down her face as her words ran together and her sobs broke apart the words making it impossible to make out anything.
“I loved him dammit. He can’t be gone. He can’t be damn you.”

[Leon]

Hades turned to look at Melanie who was rather full of expression, making demands and accusations in her emotional state. He let her rage for the time being waving a hand to show Krane's soul flouting near the roof close by. Wrapped in Hades long flowing cloak the tall god peered down at the little girl.

Krane was smiling seemingly sleeping. Hades however was not in the best of moods to be dealing with the likes of this girl.

"It is not my decision to make. It is up to Krane himself and if we can find a vessel for his soul."

[Melanie Ross]

Melanie gaped at the soul in front of her. She opened her mouth to say something but no words can escape. She is halted quite completely. Astounded at the sight of her would-be lover’s soul shrouded in the cloak of Hades.
“I’ll find one. I’ll do it. Whatever you need, I’ll do it. Any deal. I’ll uphold my end.”
Tears still streaming down her face, but her eyes wild with the intensity they held.
“Krane...” she whispered. “I still need you.”

[Leon]

Hades would watch the girl and her deep seated need and emotions connected to the situation.

"There is no deal to be made, girl. Krane was decide to return to life. If he is unwilling even with a vessel it will not work."

Krane's soul would begin to make some noise as he gained some form of conciousness.

"You can stop talking like I'm not here, dad."

[Melanie Ross]

Tears would flow over her cheeks again as his words hit her ears. He had to decide. It was only him who could. She didn’t know what to do. There really was nothing she could do now. Then Krane spoke. Melanie’s head snapped from Hades to Krane.

“Why did you have to die? Damn you. Your people still need you... Instill need you. It doesn’t do any good to sacrifice yourself if no one can take your place.”

Melanie noticed his speech had changed. He was no longer extremely formal, he was just... Almost normal.

[Leon]

Krane would unwrap himself from the cloak and flout in an upright position in place. Arms folded over his chest as he took a few 'breaths' and listened to Melanie.

"There are plenty of people that could take my place... I didn't choose any of that responsibility. Do you know how hard it is to be the Kraken without having to Command hundreds of people that don't care about you? I know there are a few who care, who matter to me and who I matter to. But the vast majority don't. The ultimatums, the politics, the harsh and brutal training and judgement. I lost my eye, my arm, my calm... Now look at me. You would have me give up this peace to return to the living, become the Kraken and Commander of Cabal once more. Live a life of brutality, and injustice. My purpose to be unleashed on suicide missions, given little time for sleep and recovery. Oh by the way, you are Kraken in name alone unless you kill your older sister and little brother."

Hades would keep his gaze to the floor, knowing full well the requirements of his life.

"There is hope."

Hades would say.

"As we speak, Mathew has agreed to test a candidate for Apollo's seat. With his endorsement, mine, Hephaestus, and Poseidon. It would be a done deal. As well, Krane. If you haven't heard the news, The Kraken has perished in battle."

Now it was Krane's turn to look to the floor, contemplating that statement.

[Melanie Ross]

“Then don’t return to that life. Be someone new. Just come back to me. I’ll even leave this life and start anew with you. I just... I don’t want to lose you. I’ve lost everyone else. I can’t lose you. I understand your need of rest. Why can’t you rest with me?”

Melanie paused and took a few breaths.

“I am not trying to guilt you into staying with me, believe me I’m not. I only now realize I should have told you sooner. I didn’t think you cared for me. I’m so sorry Krane.”

[Leon]

Krane would fold his arms and flout on his back for a little bit thinking it over.

"Where even would we get a vessel?"

A woman wearing a cloak, a bone mask, and carrying a scythe would walk onto the roof having heard the question.

"Well little brother, there are some options. The Earth Dragon offers a statue, or Golem, or we can talk to the crazy man that lives at his house to... Make you a body."

Krane frowns.

"I don't like the idea of being... Made of stone."

[Melanie Ross]

Melanie gasps. He was actually thinking about it.

“Not that I have much say, but I don’t like him being made of stone either.”

[Leon]

"Then, someone must ask the Mathew to speak to the man about Krane getting a body."

[Melanie Ross]

“Done. I’ll go. I’ll do whatever it takes.”

Melanie’s fave still wet from the tears, but her eyes once again held the same fire from before. She would go any length. A part of her wanted to ask if Krane was only doing this for her, but she didn’t dare ask. She didn’t want this to be the one thing that changed his mind.

[Leon]

Hades would nod.

"Tell Mathew Krane has decided to take the path of Sean Barker building a body for him."

[Melanie Ross]

“Ok.”

Melanie would raise her hand and then drop it. Her hands would clench and unclench. She wanted to embrace Krane but figured it wouldn’t work. He was a spirit. She wasn’t.

“Wait for me, ‘Kay?”

It was all she could think of.