The result of boredom and an obsession.
Sorry for any mistakes or anything like that.
Warnings: Blood, teeny-tiny bit of lemon(I think it is lemon…if not please let me know what to call it:P)
Disclaimer: Don't own the song, band, or Naruto.
Dear Agony
Bang…bang…bang…bang…
Leave me alone
Gunshots mixed with screams of pain and terror. Bodies lay all around me, contorted into positions only manageable through death. Fear was etched into the familiar faces, eyes staring out at nothing.
God let me go
I moved slowly, avoiding fallen friends and family, my bare feet making squelching noises as I stepped in the fresh pools of blood.
I'm blue and cold
My mother was running towards me, arms outstretched, tears streaming down her face. It reminded me of the time I returned home from my first over-night camp, except then she was smiling rather than crying, laughing instead of screaming.
Black sky will burn
Another shot sounded, and for a moment time seemed to freeze. Her body jerked, eyes and mouth widening with shock. Onyx met onyx as she fell headfirst, the thump of flesh hitting the floor pulling me out of my reverie.
Love pull me down
I stared down at her, hair covering her face, one arm still reaching towards me. I couldn't move, couldn't bend down to close her empty eyes. It wasn't real…it wasn't possible. She wasn't dead. This was a dream.
I was vaguely aware of footsteps nearing, stopping behind me. There was a click, and then something hard was pressed to the back of my skull.
Hate lift me up
"You're the last one." A male voice whispered. I said nothing. The man chuckled, reaching his arm around me in a make-shift hug, putting the barrel under my chin. "Nothing to say?"
"…"
Just turn around
"Indifferent to the end, eh? And you bastards wonder why you're hated." He hissed in my ear, shoving me forward. I tripped over my mother's body -- her flesh was cold as the stone floors. Ignoring the man's growling, I crawled to her, brushing blood-soaked hair off her face with steady hands. I reached to close her eyes, but a gloved hand was at my throat, forcing me against the wall.
There's nothing left
"Come on, pretty boy," Warm lips brushed against my temple. "say something." I remained expressionless as he trailed the gun down my torso, ripping the buttons off my shirt as he went. A red line appeared on my pale skin from where the hot barrel touched.
Somewhere far beyond this world
The gun returned to under my chin, the other hand moving to the buckle on my pants. "Have it your way, then. I'll make you moan for me, then kill you." His hand slipped under the fabric, and I shut my eyes tight, silently willing it to be over. "Ah, ah, ah…look at me when I kill you. I want to see the life fade from those pretty eyes of yours." The barrel was pressed to my forehead, and I slowly opened my eyes. Yellow eyes with cat-like slits stared back at me, and a bone-chilling smile spread across pale lips.
I feel nothing anymore
Those lips were cold and chapped as they pressed against mine. The hand down my pants started moving again, and I couldn't hold back a moan any longer. He chuckled, pulling back to see my disheveled state, grinning at the sound of my panting. My eyes slid closed again, and when then next shot sounded, I remained in the darkness.
What do you think? Should I continue or leave it as a one-shot? Yes, there is somewhere I can go if I continue this story. Thank you for reading!!
