I looked up from my place upon the ground. My knees hurt from the rocks stabbing me within the dirt but I didn't flinch. I had much more to worry about than some rocks. One of my problems was standing before me. He used to be someone I loved. Someone I cherished. But no longer. Only hate resides within me. Even he knew this. As he studied me the anger, which had once resided in his eyes faded and now only sadness existed. He got to his knees before my bloody and battered form. Shakily, he brought up his hand and instead of caressing my face like I had believed he would; he wrapped a strand of my long dark hair around his fingers. His body shook with shame and sadness as he looked over at every wound he had caused me. Physically and emotionally.
"You always did have such beautiful hair." He said. Out of everything that could be said, he only marveled at my silk hair. Always the charmer. His eyes met mine in the overshadow of the moon. "Why Asa? Everything I did…. was so that we could be together. I don't understand. Why won't you say yes?" I could feel my eyes harden even as he begged, which is low, even for him.
"For us? You sick bastard. I loved them! And you took them away for your own pleasure. I'd rather die than say yes to you!" I spat on him. He didn't even flinch when my bloodied saliva landed upon his face, just looked down at the hand now entwined in my hair. His body went limp and his hand dropped as if he lost all hope.
"Then one of us must die." He croaked, his eyes searching my face, pleading with me. In the deepest part of my heart, I could feel a familiar tug at his sorrow. In that part all I wanted to do was hug him and tell him it would be all right. But I knew it wouldn't be, so I chained the last bit of love up and buried it within my soul so it would no longer see the light of day.
"And it won't be me." I hissed, standing and backing away. I clenched my jaw through the pain that rocketed through my body. All I wanted to do at this point was sleep and that was out of the question. So I did what I was good at. I mentally assessed the damage. A demon cut on my hip was burning away my skin. My arms were sliced up from his claws and my head was a bit battered. Nothing I can't live through. Him on the other hand looked like shit and he knew it. His skull was bashed in; clothing tattered from the cuts of my sword beneath. Earlier I had broken his shoulder but he just popped that back into place. From the ground he looked up at me and I silently bade the challenge to continue by raising my sword and pointing it towards his head. Pain entered his eyes and he looked back down.
"I can't kill you Asa."
"You won't need to." I said confidently with my blood and incredibly fast healing I am a worthy opponent to any and all. He shakily stood and I was silently surprised as I watched tears fall from his face. He looked back at me.
"Please Asa. I can't do it. I can't fight you anymore. It's killing me." He took a step forward and I noticed my sword wavered.
"Faster death. Consider it merciful." I growled.
"Asa I'm begging you, put Xena down. Let me love you, as I always wanted to. Let things be the way they were. Asa I'm begging you-please don't do this." I clenched my jaw.
"I loved you. But you took everything from me and I will never forgive you. That love is gone." I said through my clenched jaw. I lied. I still love him greatly. I still could feel the beating of both our hearts. But he took my life away and he needs to pay whether I love him or not.
"No. Just replaced by anger." He whispered. He sucked in a sob and stood straight, no longer begging. He knew I made up my mind and nothing would ever change it. His tears dried and resolve replaced the sorrow in his dark green eyes.
"Know that I will always love you Asa. That will never change."
I raised my sword completely and flicked it. "I hope you die." I hissed and he flew towards me.
Darkness filled my vision as I awoke from my nightmarish memory. I inhaled deeply through my nose as an all to familiar pain shot through my body, my limbs, and my bones. I didn't bother to flinch as it laced up my shoulders and down to my hips, those areas were always the worst. I closed my eyes, willing for it all to go away. To vanish. To disappear. And after a while it did, it faded to only a dull throb within me and I exhaled. Taking in another breath, I sat up slowly, not wanting to cause myself any unnecessary pain, and turned to see the time. Five twenty seven. I smirked through my groggy haze. It's better than waking up at midnight or ten minutes after I fall asleep because once I wake I'm not falling back to sleep. Besides I needed a shower. It sucks having nightmares nearly every night. You wake with sweat soaked sheets. A couple of times I've awoken with blood seeping from my back but hey it can't be helped. I threw back my sheet and sat up, groaning at the discomfort in my lower back. I arched forward, allowing my back to pop deliciously. I ran my fingers through my matted hair and sighed.
"What a pleasant way to start the day," I muttered into the darkness and stood.
I groaned, shut off my future alarm and headed towards the bathroom. Unable to see, I stumbled against the door, hissing when I stubbed my toe and felt my way through the darkened hall. I used to be able to see better than any human. I used to be able to do a lot of things…. but such things were taken away from me. I clenched my jaw. Thinking about it won't bring my true form back.
I flicked on the light switch and squinted a bit on the sudden light. I made a sound of annoyance and closed the bathroom door behind me. Before such petty things like lights and showers were of no concern to me. Before I wouldn't have squinted to adjust to a different lighting. But then again, before I wouldn't need to take a shower because of my hellish nightmares. I wouldn't have nightmares to begin with.
Shaking my head I reached into the tub and switched on both the cold water and hot water nozzles, bringing the water to a perfect temperature that wouldn't scald me, but not so cold that it would make me a popsicle either. Peeling off my baggy, white pajama pants and sports bra I hopped into the nice warmish shower. The water beat warmly and caressingly against my back and I leaned into it, allowing my body to become instantly drenched. I snickered and ran my fingers through my long, now wet, waist length hair. I'll admit; I'd miss doing this. Running my fingers through my hair I mean. I won't be able to do so unless I'm in the shower or until summer break. Oh I can't wait. You see I am going to True Cross academy. True Cross Academy is just what it sounds like….a dingy, boring old school. But it's not just any school; it's also known world wide for its cram school. That's what I will also be taking. The reason for a secret cram school is to teach those very same students how to become an exorcist. Not many students from the academy actually know of the cram school's existence so not many students will actually be attending. Because of that, it would be perfect for me to keep my cover.
Only problem is: I won't be going as myself. Which is why I'll miss my hair. You see, I am out for revenge. A very sick twisted revenge against a man who doesn't show himself to just anyone. The school principal, Mephisto knows the man I seek. But why do I need a disguise? Because Mephisto is also on the look out for me. Sounds like I'm in deep shit right?
Sadly, that is the truest statement of all.
I am in deep.
I squeezed on the shampoo bottle and massaged the suds into my hair. Everyone has a reason for wanting to become an exorcist.
Mine is more…complicated because of this…. development. It's not something that can be shared carelessly with others. So if one were to ask while I am there I will simply say a demon slaughtered my family. No questions and no traumatic explanations because it is a common and very truthful answer. I rinsed out my hair and poured some conditioner into it. The fact that Mephisto was the principal, knew of my predicament and knew of the man I desperately wanted to kill was dangerous. A very dangerous thing indeed. So instead of appearing as a female, I would look like a normal, teenage male. Well…normal is an understatement considering who I am…or more precisely what I am.
I was taking many precautions because of my identity. I was going to put in contacts to change my eye color, put on a very guyish wig, where baggy clothes and crud like that and much to my dismay I'd have to find away to hide my chest. I found a way surprisingly but I heard it's sometimes painful. I sighed once more, it can't be as bad as the pain I endure every night. I just hope I'll be able to hide this from the guys in the dorm. I heard they take showers together. So do the girls surprisingly. I had never done that before and I certainly don't want to start. I smirked and began to lather myself in soap after rinsing out the last remains of sweat and conditioner from my hair. A lot of problems could form while I was in hiding but this is the only way I could get close to my…. enemy while remaining under the radar. If Mephisto found out whom he was harboring, he would not hesitate to kill me. Nor would the man I ma after. I stood under the water for a few moments, allowing the suds to wash away and shut off the water. I grabbed my towel from the toilet seat and wrapped myself up, shivering a bit as I realized that the house was a bit on the chilly side since I shut off everything within the apartment to go to the school.
The sun was rising now and bits of light peaked through the windows of the hall; I used that light to guide me to the end and into my room.
I leaned heavily against my now shut bedroom door and looked at my room in dismay. I had grown quite accustomed to this place and I found it a bit on the difficult side to see it as plain as the day I had first entered it. Swallowing, I walked forward and switched on my light. My room no longer dark brightened and I bit my lip.
Mephisto would be here in an hour and a half and I had to be tiptop in order to face the creeper.
I dried myself off, careful of my back, and pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans and sneakers…. no it's not too feminine. Guys wore stuff like this too. I hope atleast. I had no idea what men of this era wore and quite frankly I hope I picked proper articles of clothing to match. I found boys wore chains a lot…or atleast the ones I met, so I hooked the thick chain from one of the front belt loops and onto a back one. It hung against my thigh and I studied it. They told me it could hook up to wallets and things of that nature but I actually found that I liked where it was. Realizing I still needed to cover my upper body I reached out to my dresser and grabbed the thick gauze I had bought not days before. Sighing sadly I began to wrap my chest up repeatedly, making sure it covered my whole chest area. I wrapped it around a few times. Good thing I wasn't a double D or anything like that. That would be a pain in the ass. Satisfied I tied the gauze at the top of my chest and looped it under so not to be seen. I pulled on a boyish tank top and slipped on my black hoodie, instantly warming up in the cold room.
I quickly blow dried my waist-length bluish-black hair (which by quickly I mean forty-five minutes) and pulled it into a low but tight bun at the base of my head. I grabbed the wig. I decided to go with the rugged look just in case someone did pull down my hoodie. Because of this, the wig was guyish, black, and shoulder length, making me look like a dark-haired surfer. I grabbed my case of contacts. I didn't want to seem too normal so I went with black contacts specked with blue. There. I took a look in my mirror. I didn't look too bad. Well…atleast I actually could pull off the dude look. I snorted and went downstairs to grab something to eat.
An hour later
'The ass was late' I thought to myself as the doorbell rang. Fifteen minutes late. I pulled up my hoodie and grabbed the only bag I was carrying with me. It would surprise many if they knew that this bag was a gift and it was enchanted. It would cold hold and fit anything I wanted and never gain weight nor show what it held inside. Everything I had was in this book bag. I smirked and slipped it over my shoulders. I slipped my music player into my pocket and my headphones around me. I opened my door and came face to face with the purple haired creep.
"What a glorious day!" He said and I glared at him through the darkness of my hood. I studied his attire. 'Some things never change' I thought as I looked over him, fighting the urge to vomit at how much pink and white he wore. What did I say before? Oh yea, creep.
"No time to waste please let us be on our way!" He said cheerfully and oh did I want to slice his face off. I shut the front door behind me, sighing a bit when I realized that this would be the last time I would come here…yet I didn't look back. I simply followed him into his ugly pink limo.
We slid inside and it lurched forward. There was an awkward silence as the car sped through the streets and not once did I dare to look up at his stare.
"You are not a very outspoken person." He stated as we flew down the road and into a tunnel.
"I'm afraid of clowns." I said gruffly, pleased at how well I could imitate a male voice. He chuckled.
"Very well. Oh might I inform you that most students wear a uniform while taking classes at our prestigious school, you are no different."
"Well you must make and exception to me then. I will wear a pin or anything of that specific nature but I will not wear a uniform." I stated. No because I would want to wear a female uniform. No way in hell would I wear a man's uniform.
"I cannot make an exception."
"Bullshit!" I said. "Many others come to this school and they do not wear a uniform."
"Only a few exceptions are made especially if they have a type of condition or-"
"Ok I get the damn point! But please can I just have a pin or whatever the hell it is. How do you know I don't have a condition as well?" I pointed out. If it were possible, Mephisto paled and cleared his throat.
"Very well, a compromise will do." He snapped his fingers and the school pin appeared out of thin air. He handed it over to me, which I quickly placed onto the right side of my hoodie, careful not prick anything underneath. He smirked. "Also we may not be on school grounds yet but please no profanity. Such words should not be used by a young one such as yourself." I was half tempted to tell him to go to hell but he might have been born there so I said nothing. I watched the lights of the tunnel blur by and I could sense we were getting close. I could practically smell the exorcist charms.
"Well in a minute and we'll be entering the center of True Cross Academy town." He smiled at me. I fought back the urge to flip him off. Yea I really didn't like Mephisto. The tunnel disappeared and I gasped quietly. I had never seen this place and I was awed by it's uniqueness. Never mind the fact that he was the principal. It was so…. huge. Everything was interconnected. "Welcome to True Cross Academy!" He hollered as he gazed proudly at his school. I rolled my eyes but secretly was thinking 'Holy shit!'. I almost said it aloud too but that would result in suspension and I just got here so screw that.
"Every learning facility can be found right here in Academy Town."
"I figured." I said. His speech sounded well rehearsed. Wonder how long it took for him to prepare that?
"Enjoy it. Study all you want." He said. I snorted, like I would study anything. We pulled up to the school.
"The freshmen orientation will be held in the auditorium. Please feel free to explore but don't get lost!"
I nodded and stepped outside. Right then and there I automatically missing being a girl. The girls were dressed in pink skirts and beige tops. I mean I hate pink but I am a girl you know. I sighed. Apparently I looked quite odd to these people. Already half the people were staring at me like I was some demon so woo! Off to a wonderful start. Ha…not. I already hate my life. I walked forward, following the crowd. Welcome to hell, I thought sadly as I headed to the assembly.
Hi! I'm back…. wow that sounded creepy. Any who, I am so very sorry that I had not put this back up sooner. This was one of my fondest ideas but I just never got around to it. I took it down because I felt it lacked a lot in emotional status as someone I think pointed out. I wanted this to be better in so many ways so sadly I took it down to begin again. And now here it is. I'm not going to lie: it's probably going to take me a great while to finish this because I have begun another story about Twilight (it's called Forbidden) and I'm very into that. So I may not always update as quickly but I will try. One thing everyone can count on about me is that I always finish what I begin. One way or another this will be finished.
I hope none of you previous readers hate me!
-FireIceandPoison