Goodbye

She had screwed up again but this time there was no escape.
The bloglandians stood around her, each face hard and unforgiving, each person waiting for her answer.
"Sil no don't do it!" The red rimmed eyes of Vivanus met hers. Bound and pinned to the ground the threat was clear before it was stated. Jump or watch him die.
"You have one final chance bitch. You're stood on the edge. Choose. Jump or watch." Blake's voice was cold and hate filled. She wasn't surprised. If only she hadn't screwed up...
The wind had been cold on her back when she had done it. A malicious grin had been glued to her lips for days and still lay there as she activated the sigils knowing full well what would happen. Even Alastair had been appalled as the babies of blogland had cried out in pain as their energy had sapped. Parents had watched, unable to prevent their fates, as the light in the infants eyes had faded, left, gone. All the young of Blogland had died a painful death. She had ran of course. Ran for her life with a smirk on her lips. But this sort of news made the front page and James had come for her. Fixed her. Changed her back to her usual self and then left her to the bloglandians mercy. Which was to say he had left her to die. Not even El had tried to defend her. The horror upon her face was clear enough to show she would be getting no help. And now here she was, stood in the place she always seemed to find herself. Friends turned foes all around her. Vivanus on his knees before her.
"Sil...please...don't jump..."
She slowly met his gaze.
"Viv...you are the only thing I ever got right. And I'll be damned if that ends because of me." And with that she turned, ran and dived into the cold embrace of deaths lonely waves...