Kristallnacht
Prey
-Kamui-
It became clear to me then. The persistently graying fog and overbearing doubt
that always kept me in check faded to be replaced by simple knowledge; I was
dying. And I deserved it. Even as he drew blood, my vision crystallized, truly
bringing forth what was reality, and the mere seconds before I quailed beneath
his poisonous touch, I knew. The uke inside me broke fully free, unstoppable
tremors running through my smaller frame like a bird with a nail through its
chest. Dying deservedly. Somehow I knew I had stopped resisting and fallen limp
within his grasp, hopelessly twining my inevitable fate with his. It was no use
to run, right? Everything was fate. His hands sliding up the back of my shirt
and leaving their unseen taint was fate. It wasn't fair, but it was fate.
Destiny. Something I had desperately wanted to change, though my Wish shattered
upon the broken edges of truth, subsequently rendering me defenseless. I never
fought back. Why should I, if all it would bring was a swift and merciless
beating, only for the torture to resume? Perhaps even more painfully so. He
knew where it hurt me. He knew where to reopen the wounds and cause the most
pain as to leave me breathless. Watching me squirm was his hobby, forcing me to
evade his every advance until he grew tired of my struggling and hit me, cut
me, bit me until I screamed at the right pitch to please him. It was hell; a
hell of my own making. Not even the soprano echoes of my shrieking halted him
at times. On those days, it dragged on into what seemed like eternity with no
rescue. Eventually, he would stop, but not until even my screams died away
uselessly and only silent tears attested to the chasm I felt inside my hope.
Not until my body was broken and pale skin had been violated .. over and over,
until it was a thousand times too many .. only then would he stop to survey the
damage he caused with a cool smirk.
As I lay battered, bruised, bleeding, I knew. Nothing could change because I
didn't let it. No matter what I did, he would find me. Perhaps I deserved it
anyway, being a sin upon the Earth. I was never meant to save it. It loathed my
twisted being, my slight form that continually submitted itself to his
violence.
I knew.
But only in the silence ..
of one of those days.
AN – o.o; Typos corrected. ^^; I don't own X. And REUPLOADED. I have ITALICS
now. w00t. ^-^;