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Rush: Prologue- Cataclysm
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Silence. I heard voices speaking; one of them was my own, though I don't quite think I was truly there…
"Why are you doing this?" the other voice was stuttering, panicking almost.
"…You don't deserve to live…" I could hear my raspy voice hiss the words, yet I know that I would never amount to saying such a thing…
Her back was pressed to the wall, my forearm at her throat, cutting off her supply of much-needed oxygen. She gurgled, blood spraying sporadically from between her paling lips.
"Tell them…tell them what you did." My voice hissed again as my arm increased the pressure on her throat.
She mumbled something incoherent…she was turning blue.
Part of my mind seemed to realize the damage I was doing, so I slackened my vice grip on her airway…I was still gone.
"Louder…so they can hear you." My eyes were glazed over, or at least they weren't mine…they rolled to the sides, glancing at the village's inhabitants who were anxiously awaiting an answer.
She smirked through the blood, giving her a crazed and wild look, "I did it…I KILLED OPHELIA!" she shouted violently, ripping herself from my grasp and pushing me back towards the towering flames.
The villagers simultaneously gave a loud cry…the loss of their most beloved and honorable queen drove them all over the edge. They charged just in time to meet their resistance; my mother's murderer's soldiers…I wondered why my aunt would ever do such a thing…the child inside me kept begging for the truth to have been a lie. Unconsciously, I threw myself forward and landed atop my aunt. As I hurled my fist back, the long claws on my glove aimed straight for her head- a killing strike-, she smirked again and laughed maniacally, "Are you going to KILL me?! Are you going to kill me, Sarah?" she was hoping for it…she wanted me to kill her; to show her how animalistic she had made me…
My mind returned to my body at that point…I was angry, ashamed and most of all, lost. But I just glared at her, my arm still pulled back. I thrust my arm forward; the mana in my hand created a large crater where my fist had collided with the ground. I pulled myself off of her, heaving her lanky form up with strength I did not know existed in a person of my stature.
"…No." I breathed out heavily, "…No. I'm not like you." I was unaware of the fight between the villagers and her soldiers; I shoved her from my grasp and watched silently as she fell off of a slight hill. I followed her to finish the fight, wincing only slightly as my ankle sprained from the pressure of jumping. I nearly blanched at the sight I was introduced to. Momentarily I tore my gaze away from the woman who was trying to pull herself up to the numerous dead bodies of the villagers…my villagers…
"W-w-what, what are you going to do to me?" she panicked at the wild look in my eyes as the small heaps of smoldering ashes sparked beside us. I pulled myself up to my full height, and glared her down.
"Run. Run away, Bellatrix," my eyes narrowed, "and never return."
She was panicking…I could see the scared look in her eyes as she walked closer, "…as…you wish…" she rounded me and looked to the ground. I watched her movements carefully, but apparently not carefully enough, "YOUR MAJESTY!" she hurled the smoldering ashes at me, and laughed as they landed in my eyes.
I cried out in pain, trying to rub away the burning sensation. She tackled me to the ground and pushed my off of the side of the cliff after we stopped rolling. I was hanging onto the rocks trying feverishly not to look down at the deep ravine below.
"Oh how the tables have turned… " She stated amusedly as she dug her nails through the leather gloves on my hands and piercing my skin…I gasped and looked at her wide eyes, "Long live the princess." She whispered slowing into my ear.
Survival instinct kicked in as I drew my head back frantically and head butted her in one swift motion. She fell back onto the torched grass as I pulled myself up hurriedly. My fear had me shaking from head to toe. I stood stock still as she lunged at me…my mid registered her movement at the last second, forcing me to swivel to the side and turn to her as she fell from the cliff. She grabbed a chunk of my hair and nearly pulled my over the ledge as well until I thrashed out with my hand and struck her across the face with my clawed glove. She abruptly let go, falling to her death in the ravine…the water turned red.
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I was unaware of how many stares I had received when I heaved myself up from the hill and walked distractedly through the many injured villagers who had succeeded in driving away their opposing forces…I sat down on a stump, staring out at nothing and in a sense, everything.
I heard my friends speaking to me, asking if I was alright, but I couldn't respond. The shock from the previous fight loomed over me until I felt his warmth. A simple hug brought me to my senses and the tears rolled down my face. I cried into his shoulder as he stroked my short, matted, blonde hair. I wondered briefly just why he was hugging me, consoling me…he was pristine and I…I was covered in blood and soot and sweat.
I shoved the thought from my mind…that was the last thought I needed at the moment. Momentarily I glanced up and over his shoulder. I caught my father's eye. Why was he here? Lloyd voiced my thought for me, although he did not know,
"Yuan, why are you here?"
