1st Part of Colors

Every chapter represents a color and has a surprise at the end or something like that, i hope you guys would like it.

English is not my mother language so, take it easy guys

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"Black is real sensation, even if it is produced by entire absence of light. The sensation of black is distinctly different from the lack of all sensations."

- Hermann von Helmholtz

BLACK

It was black, black everywhere. The air was humid and the floor was wet, thick water seep through his shoes, traveling in even at the hem of his suit. The teen Genius, clueless of where he is scanned the darkness, trying to adjust his eyes yet to no avail.

There was a noise, of some ragged breathing. Chills ran up to the young fowl's back. Finding the source he swivelled his head to and fro, he started to walk.

"Artemis…"

There goes the ragged breathing again saying his name, Like his feet having a mind of its own it started to carry him everywhere, he's running desperately not knowing if he was running away or finding that voice.

One foot over another. Water was dripping like everywhere, metallic smell all over the air, splashing as his foot made contact to the ground.

"Artemis…"

The voice was clearer now; it was a voice of someone he knew. It sighed twice and stated his name again, there was a pattern.

"Artemis…Why…"

The sighs were not breath but words.

The Irish teen stopped from running, momentarily letting the air pass through his lungs. There was this metallic taste again. He noticed his surroundings; he was running in circles all along. Panting heavily the young fowl look at his right, there was a silhouette embedded in it. The place was oddly dark, darker than where his standing now, blacker than the blackest black.

Curiosity took over, he inched closer. Body, 3 feet tall, dark skin, red hair. clutching for her dear life, uttering his name over and over again.

"Holly!" Screamed Artemis in his thick Irish accent

He turned his dear friend to him; Holly was wounded, bleeding everywhere. Several stabs were founded, magic cannot do anything now.

"Why Artemis, why?"

Hazel and Blue eyes bore through him, tears flowing down her eyes; he reached his hands to calm her. It stopped him, shaking him, burning his soul and taking it away. He looked at his hands, shock pain and anguish filled his body

For…

The bloodied knife was at his hands.

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