Chapter 41: Chapter 38: The Heart That Stopped Him—Black Cat
"Stop, Kai."
The voice was soft but commanding, cutting through the darkness of his mind like a blade. Kai froze, his power crackling through the air, as he turned toward the source of the voice.
There, standing in the shadows of a nearby alleyway, was a figure that seemed both familiar and foreign to him. Her sleek, black outfit clung to her body like a second skin, her long white hair framed her face, and her eyes—those emerald eyes—locked onto his with an intensity that made him pause.
"Felicia?" Kai's voice was a whisper, disbelief filling his tone.
Felicia Hardy, the infamous Black Cat, stood before him, her lithe form defying the chaos of the moment. Her aura, tinged with both mystery and danger, radiated a sense of confidence and strength, yet there was something different in her eyes—something softer, more vulnerable. It was the same Black Cat who had once crossed paths with him in his previous life, but she was different now. In her eyes, Kai could see the longing, the pain, and the connection that had always lingered between them.
"I won't let you do this, Kai," Black Cat said firmly, stepping toward him. "You've changed. You were once someone who fought for what was right. You wanted justice... not this."
Kai's heart flickered with a strange emotion—a long-buried feeling. The memories of their shared moments, their time together, came rushing back to him. Their connection had always been more than just physical; it had been real. The Black Cat, Felicia, had always understood him in ways no one else could. She had always seen beyond the rage and the power, to the man underneath.
His mind wavered. The burning desire for revenge, the need for destruction, wavered in the face of her love, her presence. But the rage inside him, fueled by years of torment and betrayal, fought back fiercely. He was a god now. He was no longer the same man she had once known. The power of death, of magic, of vengeance—it was all within his grasp.
"You think you can stop me?" Kai said, his voice tinged with darkness. "You don't understand, Felicia. No one can stop me now."
But Black Cat didn't flinch. Her emerald eyes stared into his, unwavering. "I know what you're capable of. I know your pain," she said softly. "But revenge won't bring you peace, Kai. It won't fix what's broken inside you."
Kai's hands tightened around the Elder Wand as his eyes began to glow brighter with the power coursing through him. "I don't need peace," he snarled. "I need destruction. I need them to feel the pain they put me through. Every last one of them."
Felicia took a step forward, her gaze filled with determination. "You don't have to do this. I won't let you turn into someone you'll regret. You're better than this—we are better than this."
Kai's chest tightened, the weight of her words sinking into his soul. For a brief moment, he hesitated. He felt the pull of his old self—the self that had fought for a better future, the self who had dreamed of justice, of changing the world for the better. That man had been consumed by power, consumed by the rage that the Red Lantern Ring had gifted him. But the memory of Felicia, of the love they had shared, stirred something deep within him.
"You… You think you can change me?" Kai's voice was a mix of bitterness and longing. "I've already made my choice."
Felicia's voice softened. "I'm not trying to change you. I'm trying to remind you who you were, who you still can be. Please, Kai… Don't let this power consume you."
In that moment, a battle raged within him—a battle between the man he had once been and the monster he had become. The Dark Side of Magic, the Deathly Hallows, the power of life and death—all of it tempted him, urged him toward destruction. But in Felicia's eyes, he saw a future that was different—one where he didn't have to be defined by rage and destruction.
He felt himself falter, the weight of his choices pressing down on him. For the first time in a long while, Kai's heart was torn. Could he walk away from this path of vengeance? Could he, for the first time, choose love over power?