Fainting Hot-Ra's

'Left pipe through hole, connecting …. green goes into blue and – damn it! thruster is bent' The Hot-Ra was in a right state, after actually seeing what Nefertina had done to the poor thing Rath had bluntly refused to touch the wreck and a wreck it was. The front side of the car was completely destroyed, rammed into the engine was a huge pole no less than 6 feet in length the bloody thing had jammed itself right through the engine and into the front passenger seat, three doors were missing and the entire car from back to front, top to bottom and inside out was soaked and covered in a green slime. Raths first impression was she had actually driven the thing directly into a swamp – he later found out he was right.

But strangely he wasn't angry; he wasn't annoyed he wasn't even showing emotion when he came to think about it and that's what terrified him. 'darkness and closed spaces grasps 'him' but for me it's the dead of my emotions, the silence of my soul, the coldness of my heart and madness in my mind, I am terrified of losing sanity to myself' his hands hovered over the destroyed machine 'does that even sound sane? Losing sanity to myself? Losing that will to live that is so crave, I lose if to myself, me, I. is that possible?' shaking his head slightly Raths concentration was focused yet again on the near destroyed Hot-Ra.

Pausing for a moment Rath looked to his left and stared side long at his leader, Ja-kal. After Rath had deliberately refused to touch the wreck ja-kal (being the one to try and hold the peace) ordered him to fix the bloody car. It took a while but eventually Rath gave in when Ja-kal started to threaten him by locking the Library study and besides he had begun to produce a rather nasty head ache. So now Ja-kal stayed next to him watching him as the Snake worked under the hood of the car, 'bloody nosy falcon' he sneered in his mind 'always trying to make every one believe he is so perfect and yet I know the truth! The truth of the things he hides under the mask he plasters on so perfectly, that mask that never falters, not even for a moment, no. and it never will.'

Placing the last part of the top layer of the engine on the ground Rath stared hatefully at the mess which was now completely visible under the removed first disc. Green slime bubbled on the surface of the second disc, the parts which had previously been so perfectly connected by their maker were now scattered in the green slime which still oozed off the second metal disc. Rath felt utterly beaten. The last few days had not been the easiest days of his life as Nefertina with her speed demon nature, almost ever day now the Hot-Ra would come in busted, destroyed, burnt, smashed, crashed sometimes it won't even come back at all! But still he showed no emotion as the parts were carried in from the latest crash sight, his anger didn't explode like usual when the vehicle was returned utterly destroyed and even now as he watched the green slime drip of the sides of the once perfect car he had no emotion and strangely he slowly started to not even care for the fact that his emotions had by some way just died, he didn't care that he didn't laugh, that he didn't scream, cry or sulk, he didn't sneer wasn't cocky nor arrogant, no he was dying, dying from inside, dying slowly, but eventual he will die.

Minutes turned into hours and as the time ticked on Rath felt his body begin to slowly tire, Ja-kal had fallen asleep watching him and was now slumbering happily in the wooden chair which he had brought into the garage with him. The final connections in the engine were just about finished when the slumbering falcon suddenly woke with a start.

"Rath…?"

"Yes ja-kal?" his voice was an almost dead tone, it seemed the emotion he didn't feel was starting to reflect in his voice, but still the guardian couldn't care less.

Blinking once or twice the falcon tried to figure out were exactly he was, when that was established his mind slowly started to bring it all back to him. "Oh dear, I must've fallen asleep." The leader rubbed his burning eyes with his thumbs and looking up again the guardian stared directly at the Snake "for how long was I asleep?"

"Three hours"

"And you didn't wake me!"

Rath looked up as he placed the final disc down covering the engine firmly and securely under the metal plate. "You seemed tired."

"I may have been tired Rath, but you still could've woke me!"

It seemed to Rath that Ja-kal was angry with him, blaming him for something he only meant well. 'Were have I heard that before?' his mind went into high gear 'was it even I who had heard it? Or was it him? For some reason I know he knows, but I don't why not? Is it some echo from a past long forgotten and if so why was it forgotten.' For some reason the Scribe started to feel slightly light headed, his head started to spin violently as his knees started to give way, he realized he was falling, but no force on earth could stop him from hitting that floor. Bracing himself for the blow, Rath closed his eyes as the rush from the wind singed in his ear and then utter darkness… Well? I hope you liked it! Please review!