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blood in the eyes...ch.2 and ch.3 |
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chapter2: sleepless nights 3 days have past since my attack on the village, but I didn’t know that. I was dead asleep in the priestess’ home and I had been since I collapsed. The priestess herself had stayed by my side to make sure that I was ok. She even treated my wounds for me. I knew she was there the whole time; her gentle healing strength gave her away. And I felt bad. -Priestess, must you sit here with this vial creature? -“Vial creature”? She is my sister, Habae! - I’m sorry m’lady, I did not know this. (bows in respect) - well not technically, so please don’t apologize. Her name is Atari and her and I grew up together in a town far away from here. I haven’t seen her in months, but it doesn’t look like she’s been too well lately. - Wait, do you mean “the” Atari?!?! The one that used to lead other fighters around killing and stealing anyone and anything they could?!? - Unfortunately, yes. She and I were like sisters, but we both lead different lives. She was born from cursed humans, and knew and embraced the face that she was a demon. While I, on the other hand, never knew that I had demon blood in me and hated that fact that I was at first. She was always looking for a fight; I was always looking to help others. Yes, we both taught each other our own special talents; that’s how I know how to fight this well. I’m not sure if she remembered anything I taught her, hell im not sure she even remembers who she is right now. - why wouldn’t she, lady tokena? No one can forget who they truly are! - Habae, where you not by my side when we examined her and did you or did you not she that terrible gash on her head? - well yes but… - and do you not remember her not being able to understand her name when I spoke to her? - …is her memory gone? - (taking a deep breath) yes and I don’t think is ever coming back
- Stay away! Don’t come any closer! ...WHERE ARE YOU!?!?! It was the dream again. I was dying, all alone. Seven faces laughing at my demise, all with hatred in their eyes. No matter how hard I tried to awake, my fear and pain wouldn’t let me. Even when I think this nightmare has finally passed, I fall into darkness and I become even alone to my own thoughts, except for my fear. It was such a strong and intense feeling, a very unfamiliar feeling, and it made me feel dead. I thought I was dying during this alone time, but then I saw a light, but that light only lead me back into my nightmare. I can’t remember exactly how many times I saw this nightmare, but it was enough to make anyone go insane. I would scream and cry in my nightmare, seeing myself slowly falling into death itself, but nothing I did made a difference; until I realized it wasn’t a nightmare, it was what had happened to me. And then the fear turned into anger; anger turned into hatred; and hatred turned into clarity. I knew what I had to do; I have to kill the ones I hate.
Chapter 3: The Healing Process When I finally woke up, it was dark and snowing, and the priestess and the one she spoke with were both asleep. My wounds had been bandaged, but they still bled, and I still couldn’t remember who I was or why I couldn’t see out of my right eye. I knew what I had looked liked from the first time I came too, but I didn’t think that it would be permanent. All I knew now was what I needed to do; kill the ones I hate, but the problem was that I was still weak and confused. I needed to get stronger and find out who I was. So as quietly as I could, I got up from the bed I had been placed in, and left. The snow was coming down heavy and all I had on was the bandages around my chest and a torn up, blood soaked pair of pants, but I didn’t care. I wanted to get away from this place as fast as I could. I felt terrible, but yet, didn’t care at the same time, so I went through the closest window and ran back towards the half frozen river in the forest.
~ - (quietly) where are you…you can’t be gone; you can’t be dead. What should I do? (louder) Atari, please, give me a sign! A young man around the age of nineteen is sitting on a tree branch during this snow storm. He’s looking down on the charred remains of a home, clenching his fist, and quietly sobbing to himself. And then through the dead of night, a faint howl from a wolf was heard and a shocked face came across the young man. -Atari...thank you… He knew what he had to do now. Just from that howl from any wolf, gave him hope that maybe, just maybe she had survived the wretched ordeal she’d been through. So he stood up on that tree branch, took one more look down on the wreckage, and left.
~ Last night was hard. Besides the fact that I only had the little clothes on me, it also continued snowing all through the night into the early morning. I got little to no sleep. I sat up trying my hardest to remember something, anything really, but the only thing I came up with was my name only because the girl had called me that before. Plus the fact that the broken sword had Atari engraved on in too and it felt right to me. It made me happy just to have that ounce of information about myself, but upset me too for the simple fact that that was the one and only thing I came up with all night. I knew everything was hopeless, possibly even my revenge. In this condition, it would take months until I would even be able to heal all my wounds, so I knew I needed to work even harder to get stronger, as well as healing. But by the break of dawn, I knew that I might not be able to do it alone even though I wanted NO help from anyone. At this point in my life, I had no idea how to trust because of my latest experience, and for some reason, trust didn’t feel like my thing anyways. Again, that feeling made me happy. Just knowing something doesn’t feel right to me in my gut made me feel like I was taking a step closer to my comeback to life…to myself.
- Habae!!! Where is she?!?! - (rubbing her eyes) what are you talking about Tokena? Do you mean Atari? - Yes! Who else would I be talking about? - I don’t know. Is she gone? - No, she sleeping where we left her…of course she’s gone! Then why else would I be freaking out?! - I’m sorry m’lady…what do we do now? - I’m not sure. We may have to hunt her down, but I have a feeling that that may not be an easy thing to do. What do you think habae? - I think we should let her be… - What are you crazy?! She is a powerful and confused TRIADIC DEMON! That’s not good. She already shows signs of her mind reverting about into a pure demon. Come to think of it, she looked different from before, besides her obvious injuries. - What do you mean? - Well before she had wolf ears on the top of her head, but now she has pointed demon ears. There is only one way that could’ve happened. She’s no longer a triadic demon… - How could that happen? Wasn’t she born that way? - Yes, technically, but something must’ve happened when she was unconscious. The hit on her head not only erased her memory, but it must’ve also separated the three souls in her body. We need to find her and soon.
As the day went on, the more pain I started to come across. There was a huge gash across my chest and it still would not stop bleeding and my head was still throbbing…and I was hungry, but I needed to get my injuries out of the way first. The storm last night was bad, but the mid day sunlight loosened up the ice around the banks on the river, but even though the sun was melting some of the ice, it still did not warm the water up. After I slowly unraveled the bandages around my chest and the other ones on my arms and legs to not tear them so I could use them again, I only began to realize the true extent of the work the priestess and the younger girl did for me. I was almost completely covered in those bandages, and it made me upset. I felt like I caused them such a hardship and I know that running away didn’t help that hardship any. But after I was completely naked, I slowly started to walk into the river, but it was so cold that the shock caused some of my wounds to throb even more. So I bit my lip and dove in. The shock became worse, but it a way, it numbed the pain, but I knew that it wouldn’t last long. I made sure that I rinsed, rubbed, and refreshed all of my wounds before a jumped back out of the river full of ice. My lips were turning blue and I couldn’t stop shaking, so I shook out and began to jump around to get the blood flowing in my body. The freezing temperature of the river stopped the bleeding, but for only a moment. The jumping around got my blood flowing again, causing the more severe wounds to begin to bleed again, but just knowing the fact that some of my wounds were beginning to heal made me smile. My healing process was underway. Now I just needed some allies.
fireinhereyes · Thu Jan 24, 2008 @ 02:12am · 0 Comments |
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