Pain. All I felt at the time was pain. And as I felt this pain, I started to wonder. I had felt this pain before, but I forgot were. I tried to search my remaining memories as I felt my own blood run down my chest. The sticky webbing that held me captive above the dark room gave me the ability to watch as all my life giving essence dripped down to the murky waters below me.
As small bubbles surfaced in the crimson pools that I gazed into, so did memories. Pain. I remembered now. I chuckled inwardly as small rivers descended like a waterfall out of my mouth to drip down my quills. This pain was nothing compared to what I have gone through.
Faces started to swim through my blurry vision. Zally. That woman caused me more pain then anything I could ever feel. She had taken out my heart, the one thing that I had given her so freely and so willingly, and forced a blade sharper then diamonds right through the center, much like the appendage of the eight legged fiend that was currently protruding from my chest, only worse.
This pain was nothing to what she has done to me. I had all but dedicated my life to giving her anything short of my position as head of the Interdimensional Zone Corps, to make her happy. But she always shoved me away. I thought that if I showered her with enough affection and love, she would finally figure out how much I truly cared for her. But she spat in my face, literally several times, and turned away from me. But I never stopped. Why had I been so foolish?
My vision swam as my position was shifted. Two glowing orbs and a toothy grin slowly materialized in my sight. They made another face swim to focus. Zails. My former best friend.
He was one of my most trusted companions on the force, never missed a target when it was his job to back me up. He always knew when I needed a pick me up, always knew the right things to say to make me regain the confidence that I had lost. He knew all my secrets and darkest desires. Which also lead to my demise.
He was always sore when I beat him at a zone challenge, but we would always joke about it and go for some takeout after. But that was before I had caught him. He knew my desire for Zally, knew I would give up all for her. So when I happened to walk in the prep room for a ZC and saw him with her pushed against the wall, tongue in to many knots to speak with, He knew it hurt.
Tears filled my cloudy vision as a hiss of laughter ran through my ears. The laughter brought the last memory to my thoughts and the world froze. Zamy.
My body went cold. Zamy. She was the one I had led on for so long and she was the one who had always been there with me when I absolutely needed her. And I always shrugged her off and pushed her away from me. Those thoughts weighed my soul and spirit down so much, the pain that I had in my body was nothing that I felt in my heart. How just like me. I realized, finally, when it was far to late to do anything about it, what my heart truly had wanted me to have for so long, but what my mind had failed to realize. Blood pushed itself out of my body as my sight began to go black, warmth fleeing me as tears dripped down to disturb the crimson pools below.
Pain. All I felt at the time was pain. Not the pain of my body hanging in a carnivorous spiders webbing, but the pain of my soul giving up on all that it might have had left to hang on for. I had finally found what it was that I had been looking for for so long…..only to realize…That I was too late to tell her…
I love her.