A/N no own (except Summer&Joey Windsor who I made up), no make money, no
sue got it? Good. Please R&R. Feel free to flame me I will use them to heat
my cabin in the forest.
Chapter One: Silver Blade
The light from the setting sun shone across the pure white tiles. A stream of blood made its course, passing slowly over from where the sun had been to where it was. The pain coursing through him came as an awkward relief. In this wrong everything else seemed far away for him. No time to dwell on his pointless life and shattered heart that had been so foolishly hoping for a normal life when pain was so vivid. It took his mind off the troubles and horrors that had become his life.
Instead it focused on the stinging cut flesh from which sweet blood came trickling out. His amber eyes looked at the trail of blood. How he wished that sometimes it would carry him away and drown him in it thickness. No, he thought looking at the stream of blood, this won't do its not thick enough. Slowly he traced the knife along on of the many veins on his arm.
Yes this would be a good spot he thought only half aware of what he was doing could kill him. Knife seemed to grow heavy in his hand and the longer he waited the more inviting the coolness of the blade felt. Half of him was yelling to do it already and be done with it. That half was thirsting for the pain. The other half was having second thoughts. He had friends that might miss him. Maybe what he had left of his family who hadn't turned away at what he was would too.
The darker side over powered his second thoughts quickly. How could have been such a fool? Wasn't it them who caused he to resort to this for not seeing his true pain? Couldn't they have stopped him from doing this? Couldn't they stop him right now? They knew the risks of getting close to me were great. It's their own fault for everything.
With that last thought he started pushing the knife into his uncut skin. It moved towards him slowly. The sliver blade flashed in the dying sun as he allowed only a low moaning to escape instead of the full fledge scream that was forming inside. Some strands of his light brown hair fell into his eyes as dizziness came over him. What strength he had left was gone. The knife landed with an echoing clatter and darkness clouded his vision. The last thing he saw was the stream of blood as it grew thicker as he fell onto his side and blacked out. Silence filled the deserted bathroom as Remus Lupin lay still and grew pale in the darkness.
A/N so what do you think? Ok for my first fanfic? Its up to you if I should post the next chapter.
Chapter One: Silver Blade
The light from the setting sun shone across the pure white tiles. A stream of blood made its course, passing slowly over from where the sun had been to where it was. The pain coursing through him came as an awkward relief. In this wrong everything else seemed far away for him. No time to dwell on his pointless life and shattered heart that had been so foolishly hoping for a normal life when pain was so vivid. It took his mind off the troubles and horrors that had become his life.
Instead it focused on the stinging cut flesh from which sweet blood came trickling out. His amber eyes looked at the trail of blood. How he wished that sometimes it would carry him away and drown him in it thickness. No, he thought looking at the stream of blood, this won't do its not thick enough. Slowly he traced the knife along on of the many veins on his arm.
Yes this would be a good spot he thought only half aware of what he was doing could kill him. Knife seemed to grow heavy in his hand and the longer he waited the more inviting the coolness of the blade felt. Half of him was yelling to do it already and be done with it. That half was thirsting for the pain. The other half was having second thoughts. He had friends that might miss him. Maybe what he had left of his family who hadn't turned away at what he was would too.
The darker side over powered his second thoughts quickly. How could have been such a fool? Wasn't it them who caused he to resort to this for not seeing his true pain? Couldn't they have stopped him from doing this? Couldn't they stop him right now? They knew the risks of getting close to me were great. It's their own fault for everything.
With that last thought he started pushing the knife into his uncut skin. It moved towards him slowly. The sliver blade flashed in the dying sun as he allowed only a low moaning to escape instead of the full fledge scream that was forming inside. Some strands of his light brown hair fell into his eyes as dizziness came over him. What strength he had left was gone. The knife landed with an echoing clatter and darkness clouded his vision. The last thing he saw was the stream of blood as it grew thicker as he fell onto his side and blacked out. Silence filled the deserted bathroom as Remus Lupin lay still and grew pale in the darkness.
A/N so what do you think? Ok for my first fanfic? Its up to you if I should post the next chapter.