Chapter 134 part 3
**Avery**
My eyes meet Clint's, and in that moment, I see the truth. I see the darkness within him, the corruption that has taken hold. I see the Ancient One's influence, the insidious tendrils that have wrapped around Clint’s soul. With a roar that shakes the very foundations of the grounds, I shift into Regina. My scales shimmer in the moonlight, my wings unfurling with a majestic grace. I spread my wings, lifting myself into the air. “You want me so badly, come get me.” Clint lunges at me, his dragon form a blur of motion. We clash in mid-air, our scales sparking, our fire-breathing colliding in a spectacular display of power.
The battle rages on, the night sky illuminated by the glow of our flames. Cassius, Conner, and James join the fray, their dragon forms a formidable force against Clint's corrupted power. With my heart heavy with sorrow, I know what I must do. I know I must reclaim Clint and purge the corruption from his soul. But how? How can I save him from himself?
As the battle reaches its climax, I make a desperate move. I dived towards Clint, my body a blur. I know he won’t hurt me. I know that he loves me and that love gives me power, even over darkness. I wrap my wings around him, enveloping him in a cocoon of my own making.
"Clint," I whisper, my voice a low rumble that vibrates through his very core. "Fight it. Fight the darkness. Remember who you are. Remember how far we have come. Remember your love for me and mine for you. Remember it all. Fight goddamnit!"
Clint struggles against me, causing Carter to thrash wildly. But I hold firm, Regina’s wings a shield against his fury. I pour my love, my strength, my very essence into him, a desperate attempt to reach the man I know is still within. The courtyard falls silent, the only sound is the heavy breathing of our dragons. Slowly, Clint's struggles cease. His body goes limp, his dragon form shrinking back into his human form.
I release him, my wings unfolding as I settle back onto the ground. Clint lies at my feet, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. Cassius, Conner, and James approach cautiously, their dragon forms shifting back into their human forms. They gather around Clint, their eyes filled with a mixture of relief and concern. I kneel beside Clint, my hand reaching out to touch his cheek. His skin is cool to the touch, his face pale and drawn. "Is he...?" Conner asks, his voice barely audible.
I shake my head, my eyes filled with tears. "I don't know. I don't know if I reached him in time."
The days that follow are a blur of uncertainty and fear. Clint remains in a coma-like state, his body weak, his mind a mystery. I sat by his side, my hand clasped in his, my heart heavy with guilt and sorrow. I know I should feel triumphant, that I should feel relieved that the immediate danger is past. But I can't shake the feeling that the battle is far from over. The Ancient One's influence still lingers, a shadow that hangs over us all. And Clint, my Clint, is still lost to me, his soul trapped in a darkness I may never be able to penetrate.
As I sit by his bedside, my fingers tracing the familiar contours of his face, I wonder if I'll ever get him back. If I will ever be able to reclaim the man I love, one of the men whose egg I carry, and the man who was stolen from me by the insidious tendrils of corruption. I will never give up on Clint. I will fight for him, with every ounce of my strength, with every fiber of my being. Because in the end, love is the only weapon powerful enough to defeat the darkness. And I need to believe that I am a force to be reckoned with.
As I sit by Clint's bedside, a faint whisper echoes through the chamber, a voice that sends shivers down my spine. It's the Ancient One, his words a chilling promise: "The game is far from over, my dear Avery. Your mate may be weakened, but the corruption runs deep. And soon, very soon, you'll face a choice that will test the very limits of your love..." The voice fades, leaving me with a sense of foreboding, a chilling premonition of the trials yet to come. What will I do when faced with the ultimate choice? Will I be able to save Clint from the darkness, or will I lose him forever to the Ancient One's insidious grasp? The fate of love and the fate of our world could hang in the balance.
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