Virindeus wasn’t the best at keeping up with how long he would lock himself away in his room. Yet this time it came after his favorite plant had exploded trapping Reus and himself in his memories hall. After getting their way out Deus dove back into his work on studying his plants. Trying to see what had happened to cause the darkness that took Fern from him. He hated the hollow feeling in his chest as he reached to pull off his glasses. No answers seem to be easy to find for the life aspect.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed as he got up from his lab set and moved out of his room. It was dark outside, looking down the halls they seemed relatively empty. So he took a couple of steps to make his way out to his greenhouse. He needed a good smoke and his crop should be perfectly ready to be picked and grinded down. As he walked into the green house he heard the song of the plants welcoming him. Giving the tired face a gentle smile. “Hello my beautiful bunch.” 

He called out and moved to where his weed plants were stopping dead in his tracks as there was nothing left on them. “The Hell?” He questioned aloud and when they responded to him ‘dark hair woman with red lips harvest us’ Deus gave out a growl and turned around making his way back into the manor down the halls until he was in front of Cora door.

He raised his fist and started banging on the door, “DAMMIT CORA! WHY ARE YOU TAKING MY WEED WHEN YOU KNOW ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ASK!” He was angry but more so angry because he was tired and he felt like he hadn’t slept in days not knowing that in fact it had been a month and a half since he had left his room.

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The feeling of constantly drowning was something she’d been feeling for the last few months. Letting all her own problems bubbling all up inside, not letting any come to the surface. The Aspect of Darkness was good by now keeping her own secrets to herself. One to never let anyone in so she didn't have to go through what she was feeling right now. Yet she was foolish enough to let someone take her heart for it to feel like it was ripped out. Never feeling heartbreak before. Only wishing for it to be gone. She’d been trying all she could in the last few months trying to forget it all. Some parts of it worked but still she couldn’t completely forget. Finding herself going down darker paths. Letting in the darkness rather than keeping a hold on it. On the verge of popping every moment. Her own self has changed, pushing others away. The only people who would only see or spend her time with were Peyton or Abrahman. Both were bad influences for her but no one else was able to see how much she was struggling. Used to pushing people away, everyone had their own struggles to deal with. Not needing to worry about her. So Cora chose to shut everyone out, nobody able to understand what she’s going through. Finding it’s worked perfectly till now, only a few knew how much she was struggling and why.

This time around of her on the verge of breaking down she found different ways to cope. Whether it was to dwell deeper and deeper into the darkness. Cursing many things in her room, adding more to her collection from her and Peyton’s adventures. If a normal guard member was to step into her room and touch something she shouldn’t, they’d be soon regretting coming in. Cora was starting to become like Malva overparnoid all the time, always on edge. Yet she had different ways to cope. Choosing to the takeaways humans would. Out all hours going to clubs with Peyton, forgetting what day it was most of the time. She’d even snuck into her brother Videos beloved greenhouse to steal his stash. Noticing how in the last month or so he hadn’t left his room. Something she knew and saw happen from time to time. For him losing the track of the time, days, weeks or even months at time. Too stuck into his own Aspect powers to snap out of it. So she thought waste not, want not. To begin with she only took a few parts of his beloved personal crops but as more time passed the more she took for her stash. Till there was no more and it was too late for her to stop. She shared it out between her and Peyton, with some for Abrham too. Finding it was the best thing to help her push everything out even if it was for not long. Enjoying it whilst it lasts. Not thinking of the consequences. 

That was a few weeks back when she started. Feeling she’s been more out of it since. Waking up halfway in the afternoon. Never knowing what time was. Cora awoke from her sleep. Her room was pitch black, all thanks to the black out blinds and dark walls she chose to have. Making it all dark just how she liked it. Closing her eyes once more thinking she could get a few more hours of sleep. Yet her own plan failed hearing loud knocking or more like bashing on her door. Someone wanted her for the first time in a long time. Cora knew it wasn’t her bodyguard who by now had her own key and let herself in, almost like it was her own home. Soon hearing yelling coming from the other side. In that moment, she knew she was doomed. The person who she wanted to avoid the most has risen from his own pit. “Shit!” She cursed to herself, sitting up from her bed. Grabbing part of her hair before rubbing her temples feeling the aftermath from partying too much and taking too much weed in the last few weeks. Cora grabbed the nearest piece of clothing. An oversized top that was Rashesh’s the one of the things he had left behind that she couldn’t put herself to part with. It was one of his nerd shirts with something from a video game. Not bothering to get dressed properly, luckily the shirt covered and went past her bum. So she was decent enough. Walking over to the door she stopped in her tracks taking a deep breath knowing she was in for it. “Why hello brother, how nice of you to come out of your room for the first time in months” She greeted, her voice was laced with sarcasm and annoyance. Like it was for whoever dared to wake her up. Not shying away for small talk. 

When the door opened Deus had planned on chewing her out for taking his weed without asking but his presetive gaze fell on the dark circles under her eyes. The smell of alcohol and weed drifted from the room behind her. His eyes locked onto the shirt noting it wasn’t hers. After all she had never been into the Injustice games. Or any games at all for that fact. He let his hardened brown eyes soften as his shoulders relaxed. He understood the look of heartbreak, he himself had been heartbroken more then once. Giving into his own devices. All he wanted to do was reach out and comfort his sister. Yet he cleared his throat taken back at the mention of how much time had passed. With a clearing of his throat he moved leaning on the doorway not wanting to enter her room with how heavy the darkness negative vibe was pulsing through it. It was almost as if she had given a heart beat to the curses in the room itself.

“Well you know how time and I go. We don’t get alone for long.” He muttered, his eyes looking past her to the room once more. “You owe me for the stash you took. Get showered and dressed and meet me in the jeep at thirty.” He gave a stern tone that any of his siblings could tell he wasn’t joking. It was rare for the aspect of life to be serious but in this moment he very much was. Even her sarcasm and annoyance couldn’t touch how strong his tone was towards him. “I will come back and drag your ass out if I have too. So don’t test me.” With that he pushed off the door and made his way through the Manor. Taking the time to check on some of the house plants until it drew closer to the time he told her to meet him in his Jeep.

As he made his way to the large garage he moved to his Jeep and slid in behind the driver's seat. Stroking his hand along the steering wheel.  Seeing the dust that gathered there made a sigh pass his lips. He really needed to stop getting lost in his own world. Even if it was because all he was trying to do was to understand what had happened to his plants. Something was not right in the world. That much was clear. And the aspects where not acting like they should. They should be pulling together but instead it felt like they were falling apart, which could lead to the end of the world. His mind was running a mile a minute.

It wasn’t the first time she has hit rock bottom and it wasn’t going to be the last easier, thats for sure. The Aspect of Darkness has always been a bit unhinged as people would say but this was a different type of brokenness she was feeling. Never probably have dealt with a broken heart before, having kept her heart and feelings all locked away. So that what was happening now would never happen but it was. It was her own fault, choosing to let her feelings and emotions get in the way. To get the better of her, that she should have known better. Always being the one to put on a facade so nobody would be able to see that she did have emotions and felt the same as everyone else. Now it felt that she was back square one in a way, just like when she first became an Aspect. All caused by different things that caused her to break down in the end. Yet it’s not like anyone had noticed what she was going through, how everyone was too busy with their own problems to see that she wasn’t coping. She did have Venteus and Peyton, then with Julian who she relayed on most was busy. Leaving her alone to deal with her own downfalls but it didn’t make a change. Always being just her in the end.  

Cora hadn’t heard a knock at the door, pulling her from her own thoughts. Soon finding it was Virideus who seemed to have returned to the land of the living. It’s been a good month or two since she had seen him, even longer since they had a proper conversation. Always managing to miss each other before. As she opened the door, she was greeted by his judging look knowing she was in for it. Cora waited for him to give her hell but she was surprised that he kept back. She knew it was probably because he could see she wasn’t in the right state of mind. seeing that he was looking into her room seeing how dark it was along with the lingering of other things coming from within too. Cora knew that he wasn’t going to step inside her room how not many people do. Only other people that go in her room were Peyton or Artemis, everyone else chooses to stay clear. With how people found the cursed objects were too overpowering. Cora knew she wasn’t to let Virideus get away with it so easily, that she wasn’t going to beat around the bush. How she knew what he was like when he would go face off the earth for a few months not knowing how long it had been till someone would tell him. 

She could never understand how he did it, able to be out of it for over a month too focused on their powers. For her she could do it for days maybe a week but not a month. “Will it be a year next time?” She wondered not trying to sound harsh but she never liked it whenever he shut himself up for so long. Cora chose to stay silent when he had caught her out for stealing his stash of weed. Choosing not to shoot back a snappy comeback, instead she stayed silent and nodded his head. Yet she was surprised when he almost ordered her to get changed and ready, thinking he was just here to scold her and leave. “Do I have a choice?” She disputed, stating giving him the look if she had to go and leave confines of her room. Yet she knew that she had to do what he said, seeing the stern look on his face giving her no way out. “You wouldn’t” She laughed almost but could remember when it’s happened before and she had to be dragged out. 

With that she watched as her brother made his swift exit giving her not much time. Cora sighed to herself running both of her hands through her hair. Feeling frustrated almost wanting to be alone, but she didn’t know if it was the weed or hangover. She knew he was right that she needed to sort herself out but she wasn’t ready. Catching a glimence of herself in the tall standing mirror in her room. Seeing her reflection and how much of a wreck she looked a state to say the least. Always saying before that she wouldn’t be caught in one of her ex’s gaming shirts but here she was. She soon headed to the bathroom and got showered then changed into something more presentable. Putting on her makeup she felt herself struggling to hold the makeup brushes properly. Ever since she started to dabble with Abraham with his dark magic and her darkness, she’s been feeling all herself with all the effects there are. When she managed to finish getting ready, Cora grabbed a pair of sunglasses putting them on. So she didn’t look like death to the world, or take Erytherus for a run of his money. Knowing she was already keeping Virideus busy, she hurried out of her room and down the hallway out to where he was waiting. Sliding into the passenger, not saying a quick hello or apologising instead she was opening the glovebox department trying to look for something. “Do you have any painkillers or advil?” Wanting to find something to cure her hangover but finding nothing there. 

Deus gave a shrug of his shoulders for a moment, “I would like to think it's not going to be a year next time but in the end if that is how long my studies take.” He looked over her again to the room feeling the cursed energy radiating. His eyes moved back to Cora and smirked slightly, “No you don’t have a choice.” He said honestly as he tossed her a brotherly wink. As he turn to walk away from her giving a laugh that echoes through the halls of the manor. “Really want to test a non high Deus on the fact he would drag you out of your room or not? Please make my day.” He waved his hand in the air.

As he sat in the Jeep lost in his own thoughts he was only pulled from them as the passenger door opened. He gave a shake of his head before raising his hand to her forehead. “No I don’t hold still.” He said as his eyes started to glow green taking on her hangover so she wouldn’t feel the side effects. After her pain passed over to him, he reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Jeez how much have you been diving into.” This was the worst hangover he had cured and that's saying something. His eyes slowly faded back to their dark natural brown color as the hangover started to fade away. “Hum.” He said as he started up the jeep and backed out of the garage. 

As he took off out of the Manor drive he gave a laugh into the air for a moment. He loved riding without the roof or doors, the wind slapping around them as he sped out of the town. He tossed a gaze to her, “So want to tell me what is going on?” He asked as he turned to the road that would take them towards Therin territory. “After all I apparently have missed a month of your life, and it seems you have been partying it up. The cursed energy in your room was high also. Plan on cursing the whole city?” He asked as his gaze flicked back to the road.

If she had it her way she would spend the rest of the day or week in bed. Feeling the last couple of days, weeks or even months were starting to catch up with her. All the worse. With her hangover coming all at once. “Right” It was something that the Aspects all spoke to each other about. How each of their powers all work in different ways. Some were more complicated than the others. Still she was wishing that Deus would let her off easily so she could go back to the comfort of her own bed to catch up on her sleep. Yet it wasn’t so easy. “You wouldn’t” She half glared back like any siblings would bicker taunting each other but it’s too late and he was already gone. Leaving her no choice. Cora knew that he had a plan of some sort thought of. With a day of sibling catching up or whatever it was. Knowing him he was probably trying to think of a way to give her some sort of intervention but she wasn’t the most easy to corporate for something like that. Trying to avoid it at all costs. It normally was Aureus’s job at giving people intervention since he was the one who was in charge of keeping the guards in line along with Damien. Whilst she took a backseat for it all, preferring to stay in the shadows. Alone with the darkness. Until someone like Deus drags her out. 

Cora took longer getting showered and ready, still in protest almost. Taking her sweet time meeting Deus in his jeep who probably had gotten bored waiting for her. The Raven-haired was confused for a moment as he raised his hand to her forehead, seeing as his eyes were starting to glow. Cora felt her hangover was starting to go away suddenly. Now it didn’t feel like she had needles stabbing into her head. “I forgot you could do that, where have you been the last few months when I’ve needed you” She used sarcastically forgetting how Deus always helped out for killer hangovers. “I don’t know, the stash mostly went between me, Peyton and Abraham” Shrugging her shoulders,, truthfully it’s all been quite a blur. Probably it was down to all the partying and smoking of the pot that's made it all go fuzzy for her. 

Almost on queue she could hear the intervention was starting to come being asked what was going on. “It’s nothing” She lied looking out of the window almost avoiding his judgement and frustrated look that she was used to. “Maybe, who knows. You know me and people don’t mix well. Got to start from somewhere” She laughed softly, thinking that some of the guards were avoiding her thinking they’d end up getting cursed. Cora knew if her powers were to get in the wrong hands half the city could end up getting cursed; it was the same if Malva’s powers were to get out of control too. With all of them being powerful in their own ways. “So where are we going? Are we going to a bar? Club? Or Whiskey place?” She wondered teasing him a little to wind him up. Not knowing where they were going but knew it wouldn’t be a bar like she was hoping for. That he’d be trying to sober her up rather than getting her drunk.

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