AN: Allo~

This is probably gonna be the last chapter...

Unless you wanna see Russia torture the murderers...

So yeah...

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Crimson gleamed wetly from parted peach lips; dripping a coloured path past white skin. Blue eyes faded to black. Golden wheat hung limp. The second Eagle was dying. Killed by the one who cared from him in the way the Master had been unable to.

The second Eagle had watched the sky with a hunger he did not remember, but Master knew why. He was Eagle and he wasn't. He had the same desire for flight. He had the same skin and hair and eyes. The same smile. The same anger and helplessness.

He gripped the Eagle by its upper arms. His purple eyes searched for something –anything- in those dying skies. A way to save him. A way to avenge the death he could not stop a second time. The Eagle's lips twitched and parted further, red bubbling up as he gurgled out his sad thanks. The shattered ribs had done their damage, lacerating the lungs and drowning him in his own blood.

Death by drowning. Drowning in your own blood. The second time his beloved Eagle had to face such a terrible fate. And there was nothing he could do. For all of his strength and knowledge. For all of his Power and abilities. All he could do was try to comfort the agonized bird in its last moments of lucidity. He breathed in a sob as he wiped away the stream of blood, opening his mouth to say what he had wanted to say for centuries. What he had wanted to tell the First Eagle. What he had not wanted to tell the Second. But was true. He closed his eyes, afraid to see the response.

"ya tebya lyublyu, moĭ malenʹkiĭ orel," he whispered softly.

A beat.

No sound.

He opened his eyes to see clouded blue. His lament made the heavens cry; water falling from a sky as blue as his Eagle's eyes. He couldn't bear the loss of the one he wanted a second time. But he had something to do before he joined his Eagle. Punishment for his murderers. The man with eyes like Emerald Greed. The man with the Eagle's face. The man with the blue eyes of a poisoned lake. They would suffer their betrayal of the Eagle with eyes like a midsummer's day.

Hey guys. If you want to see Ivan lay the smackdown on the murderers, let me know!

Otherwise this is the last chapter.