Tortured Hearts
'Darkness. Consuming me. All I could remember was a voice, her voice but it wasn't enough. I had gone too far this time and this was all my fault. This was me now, facing the consequences for my actions, for my insanity. I am a monster and this is the truth I have been pushing away for so long but by doing this, my heart has turned sour with hatred and despise. With sorrow and…' "WILL YOU SHUT UP IN THERE!" I snapped out of my daze to look up at the face that haunted me, black hair slicked back so not a single one was out of place, monstrous green eyes with a weird piercing glow which I avoided looking at and a pale, strangely perfect face, without rough stubble or freckles or… anything really. I looked up at myself, or at least the beast I had become.
"Will you release me if I do?" I said shakily, hoping to the Allfather that he would but knowing that it would never happen. He knelt close, too close.
"If you are released then you know what happens to, if you think for one second that I would even think about it then you must be delusional," 'knew it' why would he anyway, he's so stubborn, I'm so stubborn, well I was, now I just feel like a coward, a lion hiding from a mouse. I shrank back into the corner of the dark room he had created to imprison me, too scared to look at him.
"Hmph, this is what I expected, too scared to fight for yourself, against yourself, this is just too good to be true," He mocked me and it was working I felt so stupid and vulnerable but just then I heard something, a voice, her voice! The voice of the one person who I felt could really make me better at this moment. My heart swelled at the sound, the innocent voice with such kindness and love and sincerity. The voice of the angel. My angel.
"I want to know what you've done to him," she said, her words so soft even though I could see through the eyes of my dark self that she was angry and afraid. As I finally found the strength I stood up and stared back at the beast, my jaw set. He simply stared back then spoke to the girl that only one could talk to.
"I have done nothing Kyra, I have simply realized that this world would be better under my control," his words sound like a hypnotic's, so persuasive. He was luring her into a trap. I couldn't imagine it, my own sister. A beast.
