Mwuah! My fic about Rudy Roughknight. A bit of something from his point of
view. Also a brief description of when Elizabeth possessed him. No flames.
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Living
I can't take it anymore. This horrible feeling about my heart, constricting the
muscle tighter and tighter...that is, if I do have a heart. Maybe the Elws who
created me forgot to put one.
No. I shouldn't think like that. I have a heart. I can love. I can feel joy, pain
anger, peace...everything a human feels. Yet I'm not human. I'm a damned
inbred; meant to be nothing but a killing machine. The Guardians have played
with my life. They made sure I achieved my purpose. I fought the Metal Demons
along with Cecilia and Jack. My fate was sealed one thousand years ago.
Cecilia is watching me now. Watching me as I stand here at my grandfather's
grave, with these thoughts running through my mind. I wonder what's going on
in her mind. Does she pity me? Maybe. Sometimes it's hard to tell what goes
on behind that mask of beauty. I respect her greatly, despite her naive ways.
She's a true friend, proven time and time over. Jack is beside her, his eyes
piercing holes into my skull. He says nothing, but I know he's wondering what
I'm thinking.
I focus my gaze on Zepet's grave now. The one who had found me...raised me
as a human, to have a pure heart. Ironic, in a sense. That I should be so pure
when I've killed so many. But it's as Zepet told me....
"In order for us to live, we must kill to survive."
It was one of the first things he ever taught me, once I was old enough to know
what he meant. It's something I'll never forget. It's helped me hold to my sanity
somewhat...yet everyday I'm slipping deeper and deeper into my own mental
abyss. I'm afraid; Cecilia immediately comes forward as I start trembling.
"Rudy? What's wrong...?" Her voice is so soft against my ear, as if she's afraid
I'll shatter if her voice rises.
I merely shake my head to indicate nothing was the matter. I hardly ever talk.
I prefer to keep my ideas to myself.
However, I lean gently against Cecilia. My mind flashes back to when I found
out I wasn't human. I am a Holmcross; created by Elws with the flesh of the
Metal Demons to be the Ultimate Killing Machine. The others were killed but I
had survived somehow. Then Zepet found my frozen body and brought me to
life.
* My left arm had been cut off. It was the only way I could get away from the
Demon Zeikfried as he had grabbed me, determined to kill me as he was
sucked into the dead dimension. So I took my sword, and sliced off my own
left arm.
I've never felt such phsyical pain; I don't intend to again.
Cecilia and Jack took me to the Elw Dimension. To the one that had created
me. The Elw had agreed to give me a new arm. So he did.
For the rest of the day I had been trapped in my dreams. Cecilia was there;
sucked into my dreams while she had been waiting for me to wake up. There
she found the Metal Demon Elizabeth, who wanted me to live forever in the
nightmarish Hell of my dreams.
Cecilia killed her. Then as I lay there, gasping for air and trying to open my eyes,
Cecilia held me gently and whispered something I'll never forget.
"In order to be loved by someone...you have to love somebody else first...thank you
Rudy."
I woke up. She was asleep on the floor beside me. I got up and stood at the window,
waiting for the Princess to awaken. Once she did, she spoke to me again. And then
Raftina was freed from her statue.
Raftina, the Guardian of Love. She gave her magical powers to Cecilia, as all Guardians
do, and then we were on our way to save Filgaia, though Jack gave me Hell because
the statue was broken due to Cecilia's love for me.*
But now to the present. The world had been saved, the three of us were still together,
and I was here to pay my last respects to my grandfather who had departed when I was
fourteen. Now sixteen, I have seen the world in a way most humans never have.
I turn to Cecilia. With a rare smile, I lean my head against her shoulder. "Thanks..."
She merely smiles slowly, letting me lean against her for a few more minutes before
turning to Jack. "We're going to Rosetta next, right?"
"Right." Jack gives me a wink. "Ready to go?"
I look at Zepet Roughknight's grave one more time. Then I turn to Jack and Cecilia to
nod. "I'm ready."
And so we take off; ready to visit the world again.
view. Also a brief description of when Elizabeth possessed him. No flames.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Living
I can't take it anymore. This horrible feeling about my heart, constricting the
muscle tighter and tighter...that is, if I do have a heart. Maybe the Elws who
created me forgot to put one.
No. I shouldn't think like that. I have a heart. I can love. I can feel joy, pain
anger, peace...everything a human feels. Yet I'm not human. I'm a damned
inbred; meant to be nothing but a killing machine. The Guardians have played
with my life. They made sure I achieved my purpose. I fought the Metal Demons
along with Cecilia and Jack. My fate was sealed one thousand years ago.
Cecilia is watching me now. Watching me as I stand here at my grandfather's
grave, with these thoughts running through my mind. I wonder what's going on
in her mind. Does she pity me? Maybe. Sometimes it's hard to tell what goes
on behind that mask of beauty. I respect her greatly, despite her naive ways.
She's a true friend, proven time and time over. Jack is beside her, his eyes
piercing holes into my skull. He says nothing, but I know he's wondering what
I'm thinking.
I focus my gaze on Zepet's grave now. The one who had found me...raised me
as a human, to have a pure heart. Ironic, in a sense. That I should be so pure
when I've killed so many. But it's as Zepet told me....
"In order for us to live, we must kill to survive."
It was one of the first things he ever taught me, once I was old enough to know
what he meant. It's something I'll never forget. It's helped me hold to my sanity
somewhat...yet everyday I'm slipping deeper and deeper into my own mental
abyss. I'm afraid; Cecilia immediately comes forward as I start trembling.
"Rudy? What's wrong...?" Her voice is so soft against my ear, as if she's afraid
I'll shatter if her voice rises.
I merely shake my head to indicate nothing was the matter. I hardly ever talk.
I prefer to keep my ideas to myself.
However, I lean gently against Cecilia. My mind flashes back to when I found
out I wasn't human. I am a Holmcross; created by Elws with the flesh of the
Metal Demons to be the Ultimate Killing Machine. The others were killed but I
had survived somehow. Then Zepet found my frozen body and brought me to
life.
* My left arm had been cut off. It was the only way I could get away from the
Demon Zeikfried as he had grabbed me, determined to kill me as he was
sucked into the dead dimension. So I took my sword, and sliced off my own
left arm.
I've never felt such phsyical pain; I don't intend to again.
Cecilia and Jack took me to the Elw Dimension. To the one that had created
me. The Elw had agreed to give me a new arm. So he did.
For the rest of the day I had been trapped in my dreams. Cecilia was there;
sucked into my dreams while she had been waiting for me to wake up. There
she found the Metal Demon Elizabeth, who wanted me to live forever in the
nightmarish Hell of my dreams.
Cecilia killed her. Then as I lay there, gasping for air and trying to open my eyes,
Cecilia held me gently and whispered something I'll never forget.
"In order to be loved by someone...you have to love somebody else first...thank you
Rudy."
I woke up. She was asleep on the floor beside me. I got up and stood at the window,
waiting for the Princess to awaken. Once she did, she spoke to me again. And then
Raftina was freed from her statue.
Raftina, the Guardian of Love. She gave her magical powers to Cecilia, as all Guardians
do, and then we were on our way to save Filgaia, though Jack gave me Hell because
the statue was broken due to Cecilia's love for me.*
But now to the present. The world had been saved, the three of us were still together,
and I was here to pay my last respects to my grandfather who had departed when I was
fourteen. Now sixteen, I have seen the world in a way most humans never have.
I turn to Cecilia. With a rare smile, I lean my head against her shoulder. "Thanks..."
She merely smiles slowly, letting me lean against her for a few more minutes before
turning to Jack. "We're going to Rosetta next, right?"
"Right." Jack gives me a wink. "Ready to go?"
I look at Zepet Roughknight's grave one more time. Then I turn to Jack and Cecilia to
nod. "I'm ready."
And so we take off; ready to visit the world again.