Holy Blood: Act Two – Red Sun, Pale Fire
Drakengard
This includes characters and races that are not mine. The © details are as follows:
Vox Vocis Cruora and the Elements Dragons are © to Voice-of-Blood AKA Unmercyful Death
Darling is © to FloodBait of Deviantart
Seraph is © to me
Drakengard, any canon characters, and the scenario minus any original characters/races are © Square Enix
Awakening
A light flickers somewhere in the dark, and again in so long I once again begin to gauge the vague meanings of distance, and the simple complexity of seeing. I hiss in pain as the light reaches my eyes, a forceful weaning off of the familiar blackness. Colours force their way back into my mind with burning pain, and with blinding clarity I recall what it is to see. The first vision I behold with my newly reborn sight is that of a Red Dragon, and she is regarding me with sombre, burning amber eyes.
"The Seals are broken."
It takes all the time of my Blood to race about my body, for with Blood comes memory, for me to glean the full import of her words. I open my jaws and scream in rage mingled with pain as I raise my neck from the floor, pulling the stakes out of their beddings to do so. Blood drips from my neck, and with each drop I recall much clearer. I remember promises made to me, and oaths I swore to others. In particular, I recall one oath, an oath of revenge and divine punishment. I look about me, expecting the Red Dragon to sweep to the skies alongside me in my thirst, but she is gone, as is the shrouding black. So, too, are the circles of runes that bound me. They have bled into my very hide, colouring me in shades of red. I am truly unsealed; again back within the ruined walls of the Castle of Goddesses. With a sudden jolt, I swing my head around to search for my other friends, the pain in my mind blotted out by worry and anger. Where are they? Had they not sworn to uphold my seal? I snarl, standing upright, my legs shaky but getting stronger as fire courses in my veins. No, they would not have left me had they the choice. This leaves me the only reason that makes sense, the only thing that could have happened.
The Devil.
She has done this! Broken the Seals to again release the Gods unto this world! I snap out my wings, the membrane backlit by the blinding light, throw back my head, and scream into the sky.
Somewhere, the Devil hears me, and shudders. My oath has formed a bond between us, thin and strong as a thread of diamond. Death and retribution are coming, borne upon wings of fire. Just like I had sworn before all those I call friend, and those I call foe.
I do not care if I must strike down the New Breed. He has sullied himself by association. If he chooses to defend the Devil, then he too will perish.
I leap into the sky, fire trailing from my wings, and I rise like a red sun. I know where my target is, and I shall not rest until she lies in ashes.
Though I cannot see her, I know a Red Dragon rises into the air beside me.