Taki: I wrote this awhile back, and thinking it was my best piece ever (On differant account) I rewrote it! So Fight Inside 2?
Pacing. That's all he ever did anymore. Pace. Trying to ignore the God damned voice in his head. That sick, twisted and malking tone, that wreached his very conscious. Trying not to scream, he punched his fist against the stone wall.
He had slipped up, he had let his gaurd down. Telling himself he could, nothing bad would appear from his actions. The walls surrounding him were stone, covered in snow and moss. Damp, slippery and hard as fuck. His hand bounced of the stone and back to his chest. No damage to the wall, but serious damage to his fist.
The bloodied fist was a dark red, purple in some areas. But that did not matter, he wanted out, and now.
How could he still remember the damned thing? How?
You can trust me now... His voice chimed, the ashes of the notebook falling to the wooden floor.
Yes but can you trust me? The voice was thick with sleep, but then again awake and real. His eyes snapped open, though shock was now taking over with more force. His eyes once again fell closed. The blood, the thick, copper tasting liquid, pooled around the floor. A small laugh was heard,but ignored all the same.
You can't trust me at all, can you now?
His eyes narrowed, No, he couldn't trust that theifing raven. That's what he was, an annoyance. The annoyance that put him in this hell.
"You look well?" The famillier voice rang in his ears. He turned, scowling at the darkened figure.
"It did not have to end this way, you do know this, right?" The man stood, hunched against the wall, looking ominously at the crimanal before him. "Not going to answer?" He let out a cold laugh. Light shivered, finally realizing why the annoyance was here.
"You're kidding, right? You can't exacute a God!" L cocked his head innocently. "What are you talking about? A God? Are you that full of yourself?" Light balled his hands into fists once again.
"I am a God."
"No you aren't, I'm sorry to tell you. But..." A grin, a cold, revengful grin perced his lips.
"But, God's have mercy..."