Disclamer: If I find Santa this year I'll wish that I owned SquareEnix...
Author's note: Yay, my very first fanfic! R&R please, you'd be doing me a big favor if ya did! "Nuff said, let the fantasy begin!
Prologue:
"I need you, my love. I need you here, by my side, in my heart."
A man whispers his words to the wind. He knew it will be his last for God has judged him guilty, guilty because of mutiny but even guiltier because of love. It was a forbidden love.
It was a cold night. His blood-stained robe did not entirely protect him from the freezing temperature. There was no fireplace and no cozy bed. He was a criminal and a criminal did not deserve any of these pleasures. He stood up from the corner and blood dribbled down from the deep wound in his stomach. The agonizing pain stopped him from standing straight as he fell on his knees.
He groaned as he tried to stand up but the stinging sensation made him submit to his poor condition. The man looked around his damp and dirty cell. His only link to the outside world was a small window, reinforced with steel bars. He gave a weak chuckle for he was amused that a man like him can take that much punishment. He didn't receive food and water for days, he didn't even sleep. He wasn't even sure if it were just only days. It could have been weeks or even months already. He lost track of time ever since he was sentenced to death.
The man was heavily injured but the pain he felt was ordinary. That pain was easy to forget but the pain inside was different. It was also unexplainable maybe because it was his first time to feel to be truly human… for he wasn't a true human.
He tried to stand up again but those memories weighed him down. Those memories, those precious moments with her…
" ! "
He once again groaned in pain. He sat down by the wooden door and traced the droplets of blood he left while limping on the blue concrete. He couldn't take the pain off his mind.
"So this… is blood…"
He rested his head on the wall and looked at the moon. The moon was perfectly round and it emitted a silvery glow.
"How b-beautiful…"
He coughed and blood came out of his mouth.
"H-how perfect…"
Tears began running down his cheeks.
"J-just like-"
He choked again and more of the red substance came out.
"I…I…"
The man tried to go back on his feet with some support using the wall. He left bloody hand marks on the rough surface but as he tried, he soon tumbled down on the floor. He was a bloodied mess.
"…love you…"
The man collapsed in the moonlit night. He needed rest for the obstacle ahead of him, an obstacle which was impossible to go through. And indeed, those words were his last.
Author's note: Pleeeeaaaase R&R! Many thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Oh, if ya don't it's okay, I can't please everybody but I'll try.