Rain's POV:

I could feel P'Phayu's worry in my head. I also knew that he was making a conscious effort to stay out my thoughts. I knew this with utmost clarity because of two reasons. One, his end of the door was never closed to me, and two, I was more attuned to him than I led him to believe. And most importantly, when it came to me, his feelings and emotions were all but a glaring kaleidoscope. He never hid anything from me and never even tried to. But at this point, I had more things to worry about than P'Phayu's worry. There was literally a race happening in my head. Just when I had thought that we were on the right track and would be able to get rid of the sins once and for all, life had thrown us a curve ball.

What was even more alarming was the fact that until we got rid of this one, our next target would not be visible to us. Which meant that Nyoka Chatra had to go. But how could I, supposedly the epitome of everything good, make this kill? She was, at least at this point, harmless. But we didn't know what the future held. When P'Phayu said that he will make the kill for me, I knew he meant well, but something in me was repulsed by the thought of him killing an innocent person. But that was my heart. My mind sang a different story. However hard or difficult it was, whatever sense P'Phayu said it in, I knew he was right.

I could still feel his eyes on me as I abruptly stood up. "I need air," I said and walked out of the room, half expecting and half hoping Phayu to follow me, so that I could give him a piece of my mind. But I didn't expect Avani to follow me instead. We stood there, both of us, breathing in the freshness of the night. "Do you hate him?" she asked, suddenly breaking the silence. I knew exactly who she was talking about. I kept quiet for a few moments. "No, not really. Actually, not at all," I replied. "So then you hate the fact that he so easily talked about making a kill?" I didn't realise that I was so transparent, and I said as much to her as I looked at her.

"You are not. I just understand pretty well what goes on in that pretty head of yours. You are my kindred spirit. So I know you like I know myself," Avani said, smiling at me. I looked at her. "So what do you think?" I asked. "Varain, Venice is your mate, the other half of your soul. No matter how much you keep your mind or heart closed from him, eventually he is going to be doing what you secretly desire," she said. I was appalled. Was I manifesting my darkness or my darkest desires onto him because I didn't want to get my hands dirty? "No, you didn't do anything of the sort," P'Phayu's voice spoke up behind me.

I turned around. "Talk it out," Avani whispered, as she patted my arm, and left quietly. "Stop thinking negatively about yourself Rain. You are hardly a person with dark desires, or darkness within you. Such bright light emanates from you. Why would you think otherwise?" he asked, looking piercingly at me. At this moment, I didn't know whether to be grateful or annoyed that he couldn't read my mind, or at least, he could only see the surface. Because, as much as I had been repulsed by what he had said, I had also been excited.

I was a queen, a warrior. I needed no man. But knowing that someone like P'Phayu was by my side, made me feel a lot more at ease. And in the past few months, that we had started to discover each other, and since the whole debacle with Jack had happened, I had realised that I had started wanting him more than I wanted to. The couple of kisses that we had shared, had made me desirous of more, but there was something in me that held back. Now, as I looked at him, I wanted to tell him what I felt, but I just stayed silent. "Rain, talk to me, please?" he said, a soft plea entering his tone. Something else I realised used to happen all too often. I walked upto him. "Why do you talk to me like that all the time? So tentatively, like you are walking on eggshells around me. Are you going to be doing this all our life?" I asked him, as I walked towards him.

"I don't..," he trailed off, as I put my fingers on his lips. "You spoke so easily of killing. Does it not bother you that as King and Queen of Supernaturals, we are bound to this alarming destiny? Does it not hurt you to make these kills Venice?" I asked him again, taking his given name. He didn't bother to correct me. Instead, he shook his head, and gently removed my fingers, keeping my hand in his hold. "You are my other half Rain, a fact I realised way too late. I hurt you so much that I am ashamed to even look at you. If by making the kills, I can ease your burden even a little bit, and my guilt, then maybe one day, I will eventually be able to forgive myself," he said. "What if I say, I have forgiven you?" I asked him. "That will definitely be my manna from heaven Rain. And a dream that I never thought will come true," he smiled at me.

"Phayu," I looked deep into his eyes, and did something I had never expected to do this soon or with this intensity. I opened my mind to his. He gasped, as his pupils dilated black, as all my memories, my passions, my desires, my light, my dark, everything poured into him with a vengeance. He would have staggered back had I not been holding him. Even then, he swayed under the onslaught of everything that I was, the sheer effort of holding this much inside me spiralling into relief and fatigue. He stared at me, his eyes wide and boring into mine. His eyes then dropped to my lips, and I could visibly see something snapping inside him.

He crushed his lips to mine, and I opened for him without any coaxing. Our tongues met and a flame was lit inside us. Again and again his mouth slanted on mine, and we drank desperately from each other. One of his hands moved to the nape of my neck, pulling my mouth closer, as if he could not get enough, and the other landed just above the dip of my waist, pulling me to cradle him. I could physically feel his growing erection, and see in my mind his need of me, that he had kept locked inside him since so long. We were both completely lost. I moaned when I felt him so close, and he suddenly broke off the kiss and put his forehead on mine. Both of us breathing too heavily to be able to say anything.

We stayed silent like that, frozen in that pose for what seemed like an eternity. "What was that Rain?" he asked me, his voice a hoarse whisper. "I love you P'Phayu," I said, simply, waiting for his response. While he said nothing, I fell something on my cheek. I pulled back and looked at his face. Tears were pouring down his face, and I was shocked. Who was this man? How could I have been so wrong about him? I should have actually said this to him a long ago, and if I had, maybe we would not have been here today.

"I love you too Rain," his voice a broken whisper. I looked at him, and cupped his face in my hands. "Phi, you were wrong, but then, so was I. We both learnt from our mistakes, and we both have to learn to move on. But although I did say that to you, I was the one who held back all this while. From today, anything and everything I know, I hear, I see, I touch, I feel, it's all yours, no holds barred. You are my better half, and as such, you deserve to be my all," I told him. I could feel his gratitude pouring through me. Such a small thing, and so much of appreciation. I was moved. "But..," "But what?" he asked, fearful again. "But I have a condition," I said. "Whatever you want my love," he said, stroking my head. "Take me to bed," I said.

Sky's POV:

Rain had stormed out soon after Phayu's statement, and I was I decided to go after him, when Avani stopped me. "Let me," she said. I nodded and she left after him. P'Phayu was looking at the floor in deep thought. "P'Phayu," I called out. "Hmm?" he looked up at me. "Give him time. He is not used to all this," I told him. He nodded, but then straightened. "No, I will not. I will talk to him right away," he said. Before I could convince him otherwise, he strode out in the direction in which Rain and Avani had gone. "Let them talk it out Sky. They need to. They can't tiptoe around each other for the rest of their lives," P'Pai said, holding me back.

I saw Avani walk back just 10 minutes after walking out. "What happened?" I asked. "I let them talk. They need to," she said, smiling. P'Pai dragged me off to talk to everyone else to plan what steps to take with Nyoka and the remaining sins. Until Nyoka was destroyed, we could not find the next sin, because that was the condition that had been put across from the beginning of time. We all gathered around, planning what would be the next best course of action. We had been talking for at least a couple of hours, but Rain and P'Phayu did not return. I looked around. "Why aren't they back?" I whispered to Pai. "I don't know," he replied, looking around as well. "They must be still talking," I said, knowing that there were many things Rain kept stored in him head, and that it would take time for him to let it all out.

"So this is our final decision? We figure out how to get her out of there? And wait for the Devil to make a move? Because he will, that's for sure," Team said. "Yes. That's the only thing that's possible. And plus, we need to figure out who will make the kill. Will it be Rain or Phayu? And where are they, for that matter?" Kong asked, looking around. "It's been a while since they have gone," Rick said, looking worried now.

Suddenly, the whole room that we were standing in, lit up with a bright and beautiful glow. Each and every colour became sharper, and all our senses flared. Soft chimes could be heard. The very air turned fragrant with the smell of lavender. It was almost as if it was celebration. Then it all quieted down as suddenly as it had started. We all looked at each other. I was sure that I had the same expression on my face as the others. "What just happened?" Muenfah asked, awed. "Their powers have become one!" Gabriel said from the doorway. "What do you mean?" Kong asked in an awed whisper.

Venice's POV:

"Then take me to bed," Rain said, as he looked at me. I swear I felt the earth rock below my feet. I had been waiting for this moment, but I had never expected it to come so quickly. And honestly, while I was hoping that he would say yes one day, I had never, in my wildest dreams, thought that Rain would be the one to initiate it. But there was still a lot of fear in me. I shook my head. "Rain, do you even know what you are saying?" I asked. And once again, his thoughts poured into my head, and I was taken aback by the ferocity of his need for me. I had thought only I had felt that, but now I realised how wrong I was.

I held his hand and linked my fingers with his, as I pulled him through the house into my room, mainly because it was the furthest from the rest of the house. As soon as we entered the room, he pushed me against the door and kissed me. Our tongues duelled for supremacy, as I locked the door behind me. I lifted him and he locked his feet around my waist. He was tall, but still fit perfectly against my broad frame. I held his head with one hand to allow me more access, and his butt with the other. "The bed," he gasped, in between our kisses. He bit my tongue, when I didn't move fast enough for his liking. I groaned. What was he doing to me? I had never felt like this, and the fact that this would be the first time, for both of us, was a heady and delicious feeling.

I laid him on the bed without breaking the kiss. His legs were still around my waist, and I settled into him, as he squirmed against me. I knew exactly what he was doing, because his mind was still completely open to me. I moaned into his mouth, unable to process this sensory overload. He moaned right back. I lifted my head to look at him. I was shocked at the sight that met my eyes. His lids were half open, his passion clearly shining through. His lips were plumped up and wet from all our kisses, and his hair was spread all over my pillow. I had changed the colour of the sheets in my room from white to black, after seeing Rain's ash blond hair spread out on white hospital sheets. I had vowed that if ever we reached this point in our lives, I never wanted to see him like that and remember the brutal past.

I watched in a daze as he started to unbutton my shirt. He moved his head up, and took my mouth in another kiss, slipping his hands through the buttons he had just opened. I slipped mine under his t-shirt, feeling his soft skin for the very first time. I lifted my head again. His eyes were dark now, almost forest green, a colour I didn't know his eyes could be. I sat up, lifting him along with me. I took off my shirt, and pulled off his t-shirt as well. I continued to kiss him, as he ran his hands over my chest. I rubbed my thumbs over his nipples, as he moaned into my mouth again.

Now I could not take it anymore. I quickly stood up. He arched his back at the loss of contact. I got rid of all my clothes, and then removed his. I was struck dumb by the sheer beauty of my mate. The soft pecs, the pert nipples, the tapering waist, the svelte legs, and his gorgeous cock that only belonged to me and no one else. I ran my hands down his body, touching him intimately. I could feel his pre-cum, and it triggered something in me. I latched on to his right nipple, as I twisted the left one between my fingers. His moans were like music to my ears. I trailed my hand down to his cock, and dipped one finger inside, thumbing out some of his pre-cum. I pulled back and watched his face as I licked that off my thumb. His eyes were slumberous and filled with lust.

What made the whole thing even better was the fact that we both could completely read each other's minds. There was something very sensual about that that made me feel like I could take on the world. I turned him on his front, kissing each and every part of his tattoo, making my way down, nipping and sucking as he writhed! under me. This was his place of power, and I could feel that every inch of that inch was sensitive, because I could feel it too, making me realise that the pain I had felt one night, almost an year and a half ago, was this, the pain of his tattoos forming. But, that was for later. For now, I was just going to revel at the fact that I was with my mate, and everything he felt was etched in my heart too. I reached out to the drawer and pulled out the lube. There was a part of me that just wanted to do everything I had imagined doing to my mate, but there was another part of me that told me clearly that it was Rain's first time, just as it was mine, and I had to be more than careful.

I took a generous amount of it in my hand, pushing Rain's legs apart as I slicked it onto his hole, slipping one finger inside. He was so tight that I was scared I was hurting him when he bucked, and I stopped. But he pushed his ass down on my finger. "Don't stop!" he moaned, the sound doing something to my insides, so I slipped a second finger in and I immediately knew I had found his prostrate when a low keening wail filled my ears. I was rock hard and dying to enter him, but I still held back, wanting him to get used to me. I put in a third finger and scissored inside, opening his hole as much as I could. I could feel his orgasm gathering and I moved my fingers faster and faster. He erupted with a scream, thrilling me.

I pulled my fingers out, as Rain lay there, panting. I quickly rolled down a condom, putting lube on that as well. I turned him around, wanting to see his expressions when I entered him for the first time. "Rain, are you sure about this?" I asked. If he would say no, I would withdraw, no questions asked. I would die with a case of blue balls, but Rain's consent was paramount. Fingering was different from the entire act of penetration. "I am sure! 100%," he gritted out, pulling me closer. I started entering him, bit by bit, hoping to give him time to adjust, his face and his whines guiding me to what he could bear and what he could not. He suddenly jerked, and I was suddenly completely inside him. He cried out, and I stilled, feeling his pain inside my head. I was fully embedded inside him, and had bottomed out. But I didn't want to hurt him either, which meant I couldn't move either. But then suddenly he moved. Now it was my turn to moan. "Move Phi," he said, a plea lacing his tone. I pulled out of him and thrust back in. I thrust in and out of him. I felt both our climaxes gathering up on us. One final thrust and both of us came together as one. I swear I could hear soft chimes in the air, laden with the fragrance of lavender as I lay spent on him, completely done for. Rain had decimated me!