A/N: So this is a story I promised to do, like, two stories back. So here I am typing it. I finally figured out how to start this bitch. But right now is just the prologue. I'll be adding more chapters later. I'll also be working on my other two stories too, of course.
This will get tragic.
But there will be a happy ending…I think…
Warnings: Blood, graphic shit, maybe sex (probably not but I haven't decided), character death.
Prologue
The world around him was dark. Cold seeped into his skin as the warmth that had lingered within the liquid coating his body and clothing cooled. Hot tears cut their way down his cheeks and mixed with the liquid already drying on them. He didn't want to acknowledge what that particular liquid was. The air was foul with silence and the stench of rotting. The process of rotting of the bodies –could they even be called bodies in the state that they were in? - had been sped up by his "companion".
Arthur opened his eyes and raised his head to gaze at the creature in front of him. It had no particular form that he knew of but he recalled that it'd had black hair…or fur…he wasn't sure. His only definite glimpse of the creature had been when he had summoned him. However even in the darkness of the pavilion of the playground he could see its glowing eyes. They illuminated nothing and so it appeared as if they hung suspended on an invisible cord. The number of eyes shifted as well as the type of pupil. First amphibian, then feline, but mostly human. No doubt it changed to match the nightmares of humanity. Arthur feared the human eyes the most.
"Why?" He shakily whispered to it. More tears flowed and Arthur lifted his hands to reach for the vile creature. Under his fingernails he cringingly still felt flesh. His mouth tasted of iron and vomit. He spat but it felt futile. The taste remained. His hands touched the creature as it approached. It shifted into Arthur's worst fear as it became somewhat more visible. He flinched instinctively away from the leader of the bullies that had constantly attacked him and tortured him. However it wasn't Arthur's worst fear. But it was impossible to take on Arthur's greatest fear. Loneliness had too many forms to take on for one creature.
The beast didn't speak. It couldn't. Rather, it didn't speak if it could. But it could communicate. It couldn't be explained how but somehow Arthur knew. The creature had done it for Arthur. Everything had been because of Arthur. A thought in Arthur's head supplied what a voice could not: "Because I love you."
The world twisted and turned. Arthur's vision darkened impossibly more and he collapsed, passing out.
A/N: So I think the theme song for this will be House of Wolves by My Chemical Romance.
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