“I hope you’re happy now.” Cupid huffed. “You got what you wanted, so give me back whats mine.”
The figure chuckled darkly.
“Yours?” he asked with an air of amusement in his voice. “It was never yours to began with.”
Darkness seemed to be spreading out from where he stood, the entire room immersed in shadow.
“We..we had a deal.” Cupid said, with a lot less strength than he hoped for.
“Ah yes,” the figure grinned. “And you’ve been very helpful.”
Cupid swallowed, finding the air around him difficult to breath.
“You got what you wanted,” Cupid said, his back against the fountain. “It’s over.”
“No” the figure whispered and cupid could feel his grip around his throat again.
“It’s just the beginning” He told him.
“You see, I still need this little toy to finish the game,” He continued, “And I play for keeps.”