Abandoned & Forgotten
Pre-note:
I have been away from this site for a long time. Only recently have I gotten back into the gist of everything. But I could not find an opportunity to jump back into writing my other stories right away. Also, it'd feel wrong. So to refresh myself on writing, I wrote this little Prologue chapter to a scenario for Elsword which I have been thinking of for quite some time.
So Here it is.
Everything else will probably be said at the bottom. SO for now here's the prologue to [Abandoned & Forgotten].
PROLOGUE
He ran.
He found himself running away. Away from what he thought he was safest around the most.
But as of now, he was wrong.
He wanted to run. He wanted to escape. His life was in the most danger it has ever been in. But it wasn't any normal enemy.
…
No.
…
It was his team…
…His friends…
…His family.
In this moment, his mind could only focus on two things: Defending himself and Running away.
He tried his best to run. But, with their combined strength and power compared to his own, it was a futile effort.
Rapid panting took his every breath as he continuously stumbled on his steps, attempting to escape.
In that moment, a stray icicle pierced through his right leg.
"Gwhaaa!" He groaned. But even under the extreme pain, he did not cease moving. Each trembling step he took pushed him only slightly further each time.
"D-Damn…" He accidentally tripped and found himself stumbling into a tree. As he attempted to regain his balance, a large diagonal sword slash sliced the top of the tree off, consequently almost taking off his head.
From the same person, a flaming fist prepared to strike the boy, but was barely blocked by his sword. The red blade obtained a large crack, added to its, already large, collection.
"Gh…Ra-ven…"
The ebony haired cyborg relentlessly threw attacks at the red headed boy. Attack after attack, it never ceased. Until, a great uppercut impacted the boy's stomach and sent him flying high into the air.
"GWAA-!" Blood exploded from the red head's mouth like a geyser. But, as usual, he had no time to rest. In the corner or his eye, he could faintly see two, blue projectiles heading straight for him. '…Shit!'
He could not escape
The first projectile, a freezing arrow, pierced straight through his right leg, thoroughly freezing it all throughout.
A simple feeling shocked the boy.
It Stung.
He nearly forgot about the incoming second projectile, a large cannonball, before it smashed into his stomach and exploded, sending him crashing down into the trees.
"AAAAAaaaahhhhhhh…!" The redhead's cries of pain echoed through the forest. As he looked down to his battered and bruised body, his leg, which was previously attached to his body, was gone. Shattered into several pieces. Only a thin layer of ice prevented him from bleeding out.
The boy desperately crawled to wherever he could.
His breathing was rigid. But nonetheless, it kept him going. He did his best to stand up. And…it was successful, but incredibly difficult.
He made his way through the thick woods; it was a treacherous journey. He made it a short way before being ambushed by two darkened silhouettes.
'…d-damn…I…don't…'
The two black bodies rushed at him with, a large claymore and spear, respectively.
They violently slashed at the boy's body, inflicting incredibly deep scars across his torso, arms, leg, and face.
He did his best to defend with his own weapon. Sadly, it was near impossible with what state he was in. In a final attempt at defense, he valiantly raised his sword across his chest.
'...it's pointless…'
The spear brazenly thrust through the heavily damaged blade. Just as his old leg, it shattered.
But it didn't stop there. The spear continued its forward pursuit without any hesitance and mercilessly stabbed the boy in his stomach.
It rained blood.
'…how am I still here…'
He fell to the floor; on his knees.
He felt tired.
As he tried to balance himself with his left arm…
'…I can't…'
He couldn't feel anything.
His dimmed vision could barely make out what looked to be his left arm on his side.
On…
The…
Ground.
'…move…'
His body wouldn't listen to him.
'…just…mo-.'
It did so.
But not by his own actions. And not to where he wanted.
His body was back in the air. Almost as if he was kicked up.
He proceeded to then be…
Shot…
Blasted…
Cut…
Thrown…
Shocked…
Smashed…
Until he absolutely couldn't take anymore.
He found himself at the edge of a cliff, only a few meters away from death. But oddly, his conscience didn't want to disappear. It continued to tirelessly hand on.
…
But…what was the point.
'…What's…t-…point…?'
'…nothingness…'
'…I can't get…up…'
'…'
'…why…'
He questioned.
'…why me?'
He moaned.
'…what did I do?'
'…why am I like this?'
He cried.
'…Is this what I get!?'
He yelled.
'Why!? Why is the World against only me!?'
'Huh, Fate!? Why me!? I just wanted…to be happy! With everyone I love around me! Yet…YET YOU DO THIS!'
'IS THIS MY PUNISHMENT!? FOR TRYING TO BRING BACK PEACE!?'
'HUH, FATE!?'
...
Shadows.
Ten of them. They all simultaneously stepped out of the woods.
'…yeah, this…huh?'
…
Walking through the very center, directly toward the boy. Her…
The one he wished for the least to finish this.
Through his fading vision, he could make out the two cute twintails over the person's shoulders.
'…even you…'
They prepared one final attack.
He…he felt something wet rolling down his face.
"…even you, Aisha?"
…
It was weird. Even in this moment, he could still feel sympathy towards others.
But…
…
But…
'…heh…you know…I n-…really could…be-…sis…, huh?'
…
…
…
…That was all.
…
The blast launched his body with great force.
Any hope of making it out of this situation…
…gone…
As he fell, his head smashed into a stray boulder with astronomical force.
It was this that lead him, finally, to unconsciousness.
His limp body fell to its death, almost certainly.
The ten silhouettes watched, as their old leader…and friend, fell into nothingness.
…
It was over.
They all turned and headed back to where they came from.
All, except the one who dealt the final blow. She continued to look down the cavern where… "He" fell.
It wasn't long before she also decided to turn back with the rest. The only difference compared to the others though…
…the tears that rolled down her emotionless eyes.
…
…
…
Was…was it over…
…
…
…
…
…well, what did it matter anyway...
…
…
…
…
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"…ey, …ey …ose! I …ound som…g…"
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…voices…
"…ro, he's…rt! …k he… ..e
…
…
…
'…whatever…'
…
…
'…h-huh…?'
…
'…w-where…is…?'
Color…color appeared.
'What…is…?'
"Finally, you're awake!"
'Huh?'
It felt new.
The Sound.
The Air.
The Color.
It felt as if he had never experienced it before.
"…w-what is…?"
"Don't worry. You might be confused now, but I'll explain everything shortly." A strong, but calming female's voice answered.
The [boy] turned to look at the source of the voice.
Tall, Mature, Blonde, 'Big', Beautiful. These were just a small portion of words that would've come to his mind if he wasn't extremely confused right now.
"W-Who are…?"
"Anna."
"Huh?"
"My name, it's Anna. Anna Testarossa."
"Testa-rossa?" It was a name unfamiliar to him.
"Yeah. It might be difficult to remember. But, just call me 'Rose'."
"…Rose." It rolled off the tongue. Short and simple.
"Okay, now for your name."
"M-my name?" He asked a bit shaken.
"Of course! Well, unless you're telling me you forgot your name."
The [boy] couldn't understand why, but that tone she momentarily used irritated him a bit.
"Of course not! My name is 'Elsword'! Elsword Sieghart!" He roared.
The girl let out a mischievous smile.
"Well, at least I finally know your name after taking care of you for so long."
"Huh?" That last part interested him. "What do you mean, for 'so long'?"
Rose's eyes widened for a bit before letting out a worried sigh.
"…"
"Well…?"
"Three months."
"!?"
"That's how long you've been unconscious for. Three months."
Post-note:
Yeah, this is my entry back into this site. At least for a little while.
College has calmed down and midterms are nearly over. But I'm still pretty busy with work.
If there are any questions regarding my others stories, such as "Next chapter?" or "Focus on one thing instead." which really isn't a question, just PM me and I'll give you an answer or something.
As for those other stories I have planned out, they will ALSO be happening sometime within the next year. Most likely in the Winter when Persona 5 comes out. So if you're interested...stay interested.
Not much but, yeah, that's about it.
I'll probably update this story about every week or so with short chapters (mostly about 1-2 thousand words each) since I can write it during school.
`So, as always, this is Tempest, signing out!
-Laters.
Theme for this story: Reason Living -SCREEN mode