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Chapter Thirty Four~ Unbridled Disaster |
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The air was cold and the night sky was dulled with clouds. Everything had to be so bright though didn’t it?
Why can’t I stand the sight of the stars any more? The sight of the sun is so painful that I changed my curtains to thick black velvet ones.
This realm is so bright but compared to Anako’s homeland this is dark and dank.
I’d like to be able to go there but right now it hurts move. The sun blisters my skin and the cold causes me to become immobile.
I rolled to my side, tucking in my legs. I felt like crying, crying because Anako is lonely and I’m being so selfish!
I felt a heavy tear roll down my cheek and glide down to the tip of my nose. Then a delicate ivory hand brushed against my sore reddened cheek.
“You will cause your self unnecessary wrinkles if you cry all the time.”
I felt a few more tears leak from my eyes as I rolled back to my God.
“Anako…” I smiled, it was strained and pitiable.
However as per usual he didn’t seem to notice. He merely sat on my bed and stroked my sanguine skin, whispering a sweet lullaby to me.
I took his hand, squeezing it tightly between mine. He leaned down, resting his head beside me.
“It will all be over soon. Please just hang in there…” He murmured, his eyes flaring with intense sorrow.
I nodded, more tears painfully streaking across my face. I slowly brought my hands to his face. My tanned skin vastly contradicted his immensely pale skin. I stroked his cheeks, leaving little smoldering lines behind.
“Sleep now, Rhyns.” He commanded and drug his hand over my face, pulling my wary lids close.
I dove into the peaceful abyss he had offered.
The darkness was nice. I could see Anako on that day that seemed so long ago. When we two were out on that sunny hill watching the clouds float by.
I would lean into him and rest my head on his solid chest. I loved gazing up into his rich blue eyes, perfectly framed by the billowing black strands of hair dancing around his head.
I reached up to stroke his cheek like I’ve done so many times. I loved the feel of his skin. Everything about him was perfect.
I dipped my fingers into the memory, the mirror to the past rippled and distorted. I sighed and threw myself into it.
The colours flared and blinded me. However as normal they just lead me to the black void I longed for. It consumed my pain and left me feeling tranquil and back to normal.
A little while later I heard a faint clatter. I groaned softly, barely auditable even to me as I turned my head to see who the culprit of taking me from the void was.
However another loud crash accompanied a bone-cracking crush. I heard a shrill scream and was on my feet in an instant.
I flew to the door, not even thinking about it as I slide right through it, not bothering to open it.
I skidded to stop to see Anako tossed in a crumpled pile at jutted corner of the hall.
His black hair was slowly starting to fade into the silver puddle of blood growing from his chest.
I screamed. Pain, rage, horror, anguish, seething hatred, gut-ripping sorrow pulled at me. My tears froze and my rage took the forefront.
I suddenly didn’t care about the pain coursing through my body or the fact that they had some how taken out Anako let alone who they is or are.
All I seen was one target. One person that had just killed my love.
I roared with a feral energy, all of my might building in my fist.
I don’t know how or why but suddenly a strange power discharged from my fist as I connected with their face.
The person’s jaw shattered, their teeth broke to bits and I heard a sicken crunch as their neck snapped.
But that was too easy.
I screamed again attacking the dead body. My tears unfroze and cascaded down my cheeks.
They took Anako from me! They took his life and left me to suffer! How dare they!?
“How dare they?!” I sobbed as wailed on the body.
The body was deteriorating to mush as I discharged blast after blast into the broken body. My tears ran thick, mingling with the flecks of blood and bone that were spattering everywhere.
I felt a strong hand lock around my raised wrist and another circle around me. A faint lullaby drifted into my ear as I felt my body melt away into them.
“Easy Rhyns. He’s dead, there’s no need to be… “ He coughed and his body fell back from mine.
I turned back to him, undoubtedly an ugly bloodied mess, my heart now torn with grief and guilt.
I didn’t want to kill any one ever! Yet here I easily killed some one and then mutilated their corpse as I feed my grief and guilt into my punches.
I collapsed to the floor, my hands coming to meet my eyes as I tried to smother the tears out.
Then the voices flared up.
“Good job! That was wonderfully fun. That will teach people not to touch my treasures. How horrible. That stupid, stupid, unfortunate fool. We killed.”
I whimpered and curled on the ground, holding my head.
This wasn’t vanity here! This was murder! This was the taking of another’s life!
“He deserved it. He killed Anako! He hurt our precious! We can kill!”
I screamed at them that it was wrong. I begged and pleaded for them to stop trying to rationalize it, it was a life. A life is a life no matter what.
As I sobbed I felt a pair of strong arms wrap tightly around me. They lifted me away, shielding me from myself.
I clung to Anako, using him as my lifeline. He could get me through this. He said I didn’t have to wrestle this horrid feeling much longer. He told me the pain would dissipate and life would become bearable again.
He promised me this and I believe him. I will always believe in him.
I will always lean on him and in turn he can always lean on me.
 Ray the Good Soldier · Wed Nov 14, 2007 @ 05:47am · 0 Comments |
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