Saya slit through her cocoon, her clothes dirty and bigger on her than before. Her ebony tresses were much longer too, but not as long as they should be. She tore away the remains of her cocoon as her eyes searched the tomb. There were no roses; no sign of her Chevalier's visiting.
Saya, I love you
Saya's head crooked upward and gaped at the stone ceiling of her tomb. She felt his claws around her body, a memory. Tears glistened on her face and shimmered in the darkness.
"I still remember..." she said aloud. She looked down, a dagger presented before her on ground. One of Hagi's, one he might have left behind? It was not from him, for he was dead. Amshel had struck his claw through him and then the balcony fell on them. Soon following that the missiles bombarded the opera house. There was no chance he was alive, unless there was blood he could have swilled to regenerate. If there was any sign of him here it was hitherto unseen.
"I will see you soon Hagi," Saya said, cinching the dagger and ambling out of her tomb. Her hair flowing in the air like a thick ebony veil.
"David!" Julia shouted. She was scurrying hastily toward him. She halted once in his presence and panted heavily.
"I was down the hall Julia, no need to run," David responded. He sipped his coffee and looked somewhat amused.
"The surveillance camera in Saya's tomb...Saya...is awakening," Julia panted. David dropped his coffee and stood there wide-eyed.
"Are you sure? It's only been three years," David asked. They both ran to the surveillance room. They studied the screen that displayed Saya's tomb; the cocoon was in shreds with no Saya in sight. Beyond that, a somber path of light was visible and dispersed through the tomb.
"Where is she?" David asked. Julia reversed the tape. Julia and David observed as they watched her leaving and spoke her final words there.
I will see you soon Hagi
"Hagi? Isn't he dead?" Julia asked. David shook his head in uncertainty.
"We cannot be sure," David clarified. Of course, he knew it was a likely possibility he was dead.
"But they haven't found him anywhere, he must be alive somehow," Julia said, as she removed her glasses and looked at David.
"We must find Saya; there's no reason for an early awakening with this kind of control," David said, they ran out of the room. David was on his cell phone calling Saya's family and help.
What could awake her prematurely without using blood? Both thought.
Saya looked at the plants surrounding her. A song had been filling her head, musical notes fluttering into the air. She was near her tomb, surrounded by trees from the forest next to it. She leaned her head to the side, her hair falling with it. She gazed at a familiar shadow in astonishment, only knowing it was her imagination. Its arms moving, strumming the metallic strings of a violin-like instrument.
Has it really been thirty years, it doesn't feel like it has?
The song got louder and louder, burning into her mind and penetrating her emotions until she cried. She clasped her hands over her ears, the dagger falling to the ground.
"Stop..." she cried, the song got louder. However it was not Diva's song, it was Hagi's. The one he favored the most and played on his cello whenever the violence abated.
"Stop..." she said, falling to her knees in anxiety. Her head fell forward, a shroud of shadows beneath her eyes and ebony hair obscuring her face. She eyes shut tightly, tears still cascading down her angst ravaged face.
"STOP!!" she shouted quite ailed. Her head shot upward and eyes shot open toward the sky. The song receded and she sat there, panting and weeping. Her eyes portrayed pain and the shadows beneath them only made her look ailing. The storm clouds came, blocking out much of the sun. The clouds, same color as his eyes. Saya thought as she stared at them. She collapsed to her side, mind frozen on the memory of Hagi's demise.
I wish I could have told him that I...loved him too.
Now, before you say something about the word ailed, might I clarify;
Ailed is also used to describe a person's mental health just as well as physical health.