A little something I wrote for my beloved Rameses. School is over for the summer, and I'm celebrating by writing a fic for my favourite PoE character! These are the last moments of his life. I wrote this in less than an hour, hope you enjoy!
No.
The first thing he heard was the whispery rush as the walls of ice-cold water imploded. The screams followed immediately after. Trapped. Nowhere to hide. Thousands of tons of water crashing down on his soldiers. A chilling spray at first, then a waterfall strong enough to snap bones like twigs.
NO!
Frozen, powerless, Rameses' blood turned as cold as the Red Sea as he watched his army die brutally in the merciless torrent, their screams drowned forever. The ones that didn't die instantly are beaten against the jagged ocean floor by the waves. The ones that haven't yet been swamped are still fighting their way through the rocks, yelling battle cries, swords drawn.
"RETREAT! It's over!"Pharaoh's desperate scream was drowned in the roar of the ocean, but the words echoced in his mind, their truth chilling him to the bone.
It can't be over.
Suddenly the murderous blue rush was upon him. At first stinging like needles, then like nails, then it felt like being speared by a hundred swords. Strange how the pain made him want to live more desperately than ever before.
IT'S NOT OVER!
Blasted off his feet with the force of a bomb. Salt water filling his eyes, mouth and lungs. Doesn't know which way is up. Can't see the sky, can't see the ground. Just blackness. Rush of the water is so loud he can't hear it.
Can't breathe. Can't think. So scared.
Icy realization in the midst of blind panic. He's going to hit the rock. Going to die.
I'm going to die.
Flying through the air now. A precious glimpse of the the sun shining coldly through the liquid prison. Going to hit the rock soon.
Please don't let it hurt!
A childish hope, but it's all he has. He can see the rock beneath him now. Almost as if the sea took deliberate aim as it flung him into this unstoppable ride of terror. It's almost over.
Cold. Water. Everywhere. Egypt. Plagues. Pharaoh. Blood. Slaves. Father. Brother. Son. Destruction. Terror. Death. Moses.
He has is father to answer to.
He's going to see his son again.
Impact.
Agony.
Nothing.
It's over.
So, how was that? I don't write intense stuff much, humour is mostly my thing. So should I stick to humour, or write more stuff like this? Lemme know...in a review!
And yeh I'm quite aware that Rameses didn't die the moment he hit the rock, this is a fanFIC.
One more thing: if you're like me, you LOOVE PoE and wish there were more PoE icons on the internet, yes? This pissed me off so much, I made some and put 'em on my website. Link on my profile. I must say some are pretty good. :D
REVIEW PLEASE! if you write fics too, you know how a little review can just make your day! :)
xoxoRoxypony, Rameses' Lover for Life!!xoxo