In a darkened cave where the only sound was from a light breeze blowing in, a pair of red ringed eyes slowly opens. Soon a pair of dark figures carrying a bundle slowly approaches near the eyes. Past the ring of stalagmites the two stop when they reached the middle. With a small nod of the head, the bundle is unceremoniously dropped on the cold hard floor with a barely audible thump. Red eyes slightly moved downward to take in the sight of the thing in front of it. A swift kick from one of the figures show that the thing brought in was not a thing. In fact it was a human, a male human, a large male human. Almost lost to the shadows of the barely illuminated cave with his dark skin, his almost white hair stood out as he lay there. A few silent minutes later, the one with ringed eyes finished studying the body on the floor.
A softly whispered "Let us assemble" was the loudest noise in the silence of the cave. Two nods, and two dark shadows silently jumped to stand on top of a stalagmite each. Soon more light and noise filled the cave as hologram like images begin to appear on the rocks along with their two dark counterparts. Strange humming could be heard coming from the images. New weird shadows dancing along the cave caused the man on the ground to stand out more sharply. When six of the images completed of the ring of stalagmites, low voices could be heard as they start to converse. When the more easily annoyed members started to raise their voices too loud, another soft whisper was heard. "Let us begin." Swiftly all noise was stopped as if everyone has been gagged. Turning their attention to the man on the floor, all nine raise their hands in unison and start. Soon tortured screams of agony could be heard throughout the cave.
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Pain. Horrible pain. Pain that would not stop. Pain that would not end while leaving behind a terrible sense of loss. Using all of his energy as it slowly drains away, he sends out a tendril of himself to find someone, anyone who can help. Not knowing how he knew but when the tendril that was wildly waving through anywhere, everywhere, nowhere, he found one that closely matched his own soul. Pure and good but deep within an evil corruption kept sealed away. As the tendril he sent out wrapped around this soul, his strength wavered. Yet still with a desire to survive, to get through this awful and mind numbing pain, he pulled this soul hard towards him. His strength wavered again and suddenly collapsed. Without the energy to continue, the tendril disappeared and left the soul to drift aimlessly without a guide. With his strength and energy almost gone and the sense of loss and loneliness more pronounced than ever before, all he was able to do was lie awake. His last hours were full of tortured cries and dreadful pain until finally, finally blissful darkness came to take him away from the pain. The pain of living. The pain of loss. Lastly the pain of death. A small smile was etched on his face when the sweet, sweet darkness took away all his pain.
Forever.
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Thump. Crash. Bang. Slam. "Will you please stop all the racket, your making enough noise to wake the dead!" "Sorry Mom! I'm inna hurry or I'll be late for work!" I yelled back while grabbing my blue backpack/purse thing off the floor. Heh, I never know what to call it. I grab an energy bar and bottle of green tea and quickly leave my room while making sure to close the door a little more gently than before. "Trina honey, please be careful with the doors, we don't want to have to buy another one!" Said my mother as she approached me from the kitchen. Being 81 years old, I know she isn't really my birth mother, but since I never seen or heard from her she doesn't exist to me. This lady, my great-grandma, took care of me from the moment I was born, and no matter what anyone says I love her and she is the only true mother I have. "Bye mom, love ya. Hope your car doesn't stall again while trying to get the kid." The kid as I refer to him as, is my little brother. Only ten years younger than me, and already he is sprouting like a weed and is at even height with me.
Unlike with many sibling relationships, he and I get along very well. In fact we have not had a fight over anything, ever. We may not of had the same birth mother, but he is my full brother to me, and that I believe is all that counts. "Please be careful driving honey, it rained last night and the roads are slicky." Smiling softly I just shook my head while grabbing my green work apron. "Don't worry about me Mom, I'll be careful!" I shouted to her as I hurried down our porch stairs. "Just watch out for yourself in that old car!" With a quick twist of the keys, the engine started, and off I went for a drive that will be at least 30 minutes as I headed to work.
With a small sad smile on her face, the mother just watched her daughter of 22 years drive off. "It's when you say 'Don't worry' that makes me worry the most."
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Halfway down the state highway that takes me to work I felt a cold chill on my body. I shiver a little before I try to shake it off with a swig of my green tea. But to my growing discomfort, the chill just increases. Before I decided to turn on the heater, I felt this entirely strange yanking sensation and the last thing I remember seeing is my horrified eyes as I get on a direct crash course with an eighteen wheeler. Before the collision, a blankness takes over my mind and I feel like I'm drifting after the cold feeling leaves me. The drifting seems to continue forever. I could see nothing, hear nothing, feel nothing. It was if all my senses were cut off and my mind numbed. With a bit of struggle the only thing I could get my mind to think of was if this is what death is like. Drifting around wherever I was, my sense of time was badly skewed. I don't know how long it took seconds, days, years, but finally the drifting came to an end.
Hey there, Trina and Angel here with a new fic. We know, we need to finish our chibis story, but this idea just took hold and would not let us go. Really sorry about lack of updates on the story, we just been super busy with our lives and lets just say the creative juices have not been flowing very well. Maybe with this new story we can get the jumpstart we need to continue chibis.
Please R&R.