Greetings, everyone! Long time, huh? *laughs* Sowwy_ Anyway, uh this fic is one of my first fic I've ever written so... it's not so good *grins* but any comments/criticism would be much appreciated. Also this has boy/boy relations so if you don't like that: Shooo!
Author: lain
Title: In the Darkness
Pairings: ?+2, 1+2, 3+4, (others)
Warnings: What are the ratings for those cheap horror movies? O.K., that with yaoi thrown in.
Disclaimers: No ownerships or profit being made. No G-boys under my bed. I've looked they're not there.
Archive: Those who can tolerate my writings!
Part 1
Duo was always a curious child and now that he has grown older that curious nature of his only intensified. He had the knack of putting his nose where it did not belong-- searching for the answers. He embraces everything to the unexplained to the extraordinary considering with the sort of life he has led so far one can't blame him. An orphan that can't recall his parents, or even have an inkling of memory what they may have looked like to how he came to be own his own and he survived under all those circumstances was--extraordinary. And when his best friend, Solo, died of the Plague rampaging in the colony he didn't even bother with the antidote thinking it won't be too long then until Death claims him too, but he was wrong; he remained untouched. As baffling when the Maxwell Church Massacre happened, Death did not come for him once again.
He had watched everyone he ever held dear taken away by Death and him to be left alone to survive it all. With a life filled with deaths and loneliness he came to believe, that Death never claim their own; and so, he welcomed his fate---he had welcomed Death. He embraced the name Shinigami, the God of Death, for *he* was one them. One to remain untouched and forever alone.
****
Idly tapping his pen against the desk, Duo Maxwell sat.
'Man, another day in school of the great Shinigami' the braided boy mentally snickered, as he nibbled on the end of a chewed-up pencil, ignoring the teacher's lecture at the front of the class. Deliberately sitting in the far back of the class, he gazed out of the window thinking of anything but the same old lecture he had sat through listlessly in all those other countless missions.
****
It was dark.
Nothing but darkness in the room, if one can call it a room. To be a room one has to see if there are actually any walls but only infinite black as far as the eye can see. In the middle of the vast open-space of darkness was a boy, shockingly pale in the never-ending pitch black of the void. His usually braided long chestnut brown hair was loose and flowing about his body like a waterfall. His gamin face slacked, not a trace of emotion on his usually animated face. His eyes closed hiding his expressive violet eyes.
A mist started to form around the boy, swirling; ready to envelop the oblivious boy. It started from his feet and slowly crept upwards. It wrapped around his slim form like a blanket of shadows. Undulating and pulsating like a heartbeat---the thing was alive and the boy was being swallowed whole.
//Welcome home, Duo.// Violets eyes flew open.
A scream echoed in the darkness.
****
Far below the depths of the bowels of the earth, where the only light came from the blazing inferno of the eternal flames of what humans named. Hell. High above on a cliff, on an ornate chair with a high back, gilded with jewels that no mere mortal could ever dream of acquiring, sat a figure. A lithe form encased in black, darker than any shadow, it fitted against skin like it has been painted on. His alabaster skin greatly contrasted his outfit and surroundings, the only colour of his entire outfit was the brilliant violet silk of the inside covering of his long black, velvety cape, which matched his eyes. He looked up from his musings to
speak:
"Now. I want you to bring him back to me. Anyone that gets in your way..." the figure grinned, perfect white teeth flashed in the shadows as he toyed with the end of his long dark hair. "Well...Do as you deem fit. Dismissed."
He turned away from his second-in -command to look once again to a portal to observe the person in question. He had been observing him for the past fifteen years and now, and now the time has come.
'It's been too long.' He caressed the portal and it rippled with his touch. The image in it calmed and stilled. 'My Duo..' His violet eyes lit with anticipatory glee for *his* long awaited return. 'It's been too long.'
His second-in-command bowed before his master. His long blonde hair fell in front of his green eyes. "Yes, master." He straightened, and stretched his black wings; it spread to its full span---at least, 15 to 20 feet across. He turned on his heels, readied for flight and flapped his powerful wings, stepping off the cliff. He soared towards the blinding light that led to the topside.
'I can't wait to see him again. It has been too long. I wonder how he has grown. From what I can remember, he was so beautiful. It must have hurt him when I had to leave him, *it* sure hurt me.'
"Now, I'm bringing him home." The dark angel smiled, he was to meet again the one he so longed for.
Tbc...
lain
C&Cs? I know you wanna^_
Author: lain
Title: In the Darkness
Pairings: ?+2, 1+2, 3+4, (others)
Warnings: What are the ratings for those cheap horror movies? O.K., that with yaoi thrown in.
Disclaimers: No ownerships or profit being made. No G-boys under my bed. I've looked they're not there.
Archive: Those who can tolerate my writings!
Part 1
Duo was always a curious child and now that he has grown older that curious nature of his only intensified. He had the knack of putting his nose where it did not belong-- searching for the answers. He embraces everything to the unexplained to the extraordinary considering with the sort of life he has led so far one can't blame him. An orphan that can't recall his parents, or even have an inkling of memory what they may have looked like to how he came to be own his own and he survived under all those circumstances was--extraordinary. And when his best friend, Solo, died of the Plague rampaging in the colony he didn't even bother with the antidote thinking it won't be too long then until Death claims him too, but he was wrong; he remained untouched. As baffling when the Maxwell Church Massacre happened, Death did not come for him once again.
He had watched everyone he ever held dear taken away by Death and him to be left alone to survive it all. With a life filled with deaths and loneliness he came to believe, that Death never claim their own; and so, he welcomed his fate---he had welcomed Death. He embraced the name Shinigami, the God of Death, for *he* was one them. One to remain untouched and forever alone.
****
Idly tapping his pen against the desk, Duo Maxwell sat.
'Man, another day in school of the great Shinigami' the braided boy mentally snickered, as he nibbled on the end of a chewed-up pencil, ignoring the teacher's lecture at the front of the class. Deliberately sitting in the far back of the class, he gazed out of the window thinking of anything but the same old lecture he had sat through listlessly in all those other countless missions.
****
It was dark.
Nothing but darkness in the room, if one can call it a room. To be a room one has to see if there are actually any walls but only infinite black as far as the eye can see. In the middle of the vast open-space of darkness was a boy, shockingly pale in the never-ending pitch black of the void. His usually braided long chestnut brown hair was loose and flowing about his body like a waterfall. His gamin face slacked, not a trace of emotion on his usually animated face. His eyes closed hiding his expressive violet eyes.
A mist started to form around the boy, swirling; ready to envelop the oblivious boy. It started from his feet and slowly crept upwards. It wrapped around his slim form like a blanket of shadows. Undulating and pulsating like a heartbeat---the thing was alive and the boy was being swallowed whole.
//Welcome home, Duo.// Violets eyes flew open.
A scream echoed in the darkness.
****
Far below the depths of the bowels of the earth, where the only light came from the blazing inferno of the eternal flames of what humans named. Hell. High above on a cliff, on an ornate chair with a high back, gilded with jewels that no mere mortal could ever dream of acquiring, sat a figure. A lithe form encased in black, darker than any shadow, it fitted against skin like it has been painted on. His alabaster skin greatly contrasted his outfit and surroundings, the only colour of his entire outfit was the brilliant violet silk of the inside covering of his long black, velvety cape, which matched his eyes. He looked up from his musings to
speak:
"Now. I want you to bring him back to me. Anyone that gets in your way..." the figure grinned, perfect white teeth flashed in the shadows as he toyed with the end of his long dark hair. "Well...Do as you deem fit. Dismissed."
He turned away from his second-in -command to look once again to a portal to observe the person in question. He had been observing him for the past fifteen years and now, and now the time has come.
'It's been too long.' He caressed the portal and it rippled with his touch. The image in it calmed and stilled. 'My Duo..' His violet eyes lit with anticipatory glee for *his* long awaited return. 'It's been too long.'
His second-in-command bowed before his master. His long blonde hair fell in front of his green eyes. "Yes, master." He straightened, and stretched his black wings; it spread to its full span---at least, 15 to 20 feet across. He turned on his heels, readied for flight and flapped his powerful wings, stepping off the cliff. He soared towards the blinding light that led to the topside.
'I can't wait to see him again. It has been too long. I wonder how he has grown. From what I can remember, he was so beautiful. It must have hurt him when I had to leave him, *it* sure hurt me.'
"Now, I'm bringing him home." The dark angel smiled, he was to meet again the one he so longed for.
Tbc...
lain
C&Cs? I know you wanna^_
