Love/Nothing

Love has damaged me, and I don't know if I'll be able to stop the bleeding before she finds me. I knew the Avatars were inhuman, but I couldn't have guessed just how strong and skilled they'd be. 

We had decided the Avatars had to die. Targets had been handed out, and I had drawn Love. And after our brief engagement, I'm glad I hadn't pulled Wrath.

She's coming, toying with me. And even if I manage to bind my cuts, our initial encounter hasn't left me hopeful. I'll fight; I have no real choice. But Love always leaves wounds....