Blood, blood… Everywhere… The liquid looked almost black in the dim flickering light of the candles, the smell of the iron strong. So much blood… It covered everything… His vision of the room shook and flashed as he stumbled over onto the floor, into a deep red puddle. He shook his head and dug his hands through his hair.
Why, why…? He'd seen this kind of massacre before, but this was the work of his own hands, his hands that still belonged to the child that he still was. Why did he…? His muscles tensed and he clenched his teeth. No, no, no…! He gripped his hands in the warm crimson liquid spreading across the carpet, staining everything it touched.
Dammit, no! Shakily, he stood, sight blurred. He stumbled over against a wall, smearing the blood he'd fallen in. He dropped to his knees in front of the limp form of a child; the only victim that still resembled what once was a human. He knelt over, biting his lip to hold back tears at what he'd done.
So much blood… He choked back a sob, clapping his hands and transmuting a blade. He wouldn't take this. How… How could he have known he would do this?
"It's not… Not like I wanted to do this…!" he choked out. The blade glinted in the pale moonlight and yellow flames that illuminated the room. He stared down at it, mind racing.
No, no… He bit his lip and raised the makeshift knife. If the only way he could end this was by… by death… then he'd do it. He slashed slender cuts across his remaining human arm and shrieked out in pain, cries heard by no ears.
"No…" He hunched over and chuckled. "I really am a coward."
The last few candles blew out in a cold wind from the open window, and, slowly, the boy drifted to sleep in a pool of liquid darker than the stone he'd searched for for so long.
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Oh noes, another crappy horror fanfiction? Why yes, it is! 'Cept I've got a plot thingy planned out, so this'll (hopefully) be better than your everyday, run-of-the-mill, 'Al dies' stories. Because no, Al does not die. Al is quite alive… For a while. Mwahahahahaha… Nah, I'm yanking yer chain, Al's too cute to die. Please review. Ya know how rude it is to open a story, read it, and still not review? Authors love getting reviews, even if the review is only a word long! Come on now… Don't you like it when people review your stories? Toss me a freaking bone here, I actually worked really hard on planning this story!