Trama
Flashback
I watched helplessly as Neo's body was simply thrown cross the sky.
"Neo…" It had come out like broken whisper, my mind was reeling itself at the very logic shatter image before him. No, I told myself he would not die. My father snickered, the every fact because of his own grudge the boy before us will be gone, the one child that had caused his daughter happiness was now has his fate sealed and he could torture her in the very fact.
"It's his own fault. he should pay the price for turning you soft!" He snarled snidely.
Chains hold me down, cold, iron binding, but if I had an pinch of strength left I could of broken them like paper. But Father made sure I couldn't do that by attacking me endlessly before, that being one of reasons why I hated his sly underhanded plans.
The ones that worked good for him and horrible for me.
The ones that left me crying.
The ones that left me wanting to die.
The ones from helping my friends.
"Him and all the other 'Ladies of Chaos'" he continued, our team name coming out with his mocking tone. I turned and gave my brother Rex another pleading look, "Rex please help him…" I begged, but he only stares at me with an emotionless face.
Oh why, did we have to be the unfortunate family that discovered those two bit beast?
I look into his face again, pouring every bit of grief into mine, no façade, showing the truth, hoping that seeing it would show him I want nothing more.
"Please." My face darkened, "I love him!" I called.
My father only scowled.
"Well in that case we should fix that!" he snarled, my eyes widen. "No! Don't, I'll be better!" I begged.
Slap!
"You're turning weak!" Rex snapped, it was Rex in the first place who slapped me.
When! Why did my brother turn so harsh?
"Am your father Hillary, I do what's the best for you and I think that you weak isn't the best thing"
"Bring the boy to me!" My father commanded.
I struggle and shake wildly, no, NO, NO!
They drag Neo's body over to us, it's weak, clothes tattered and torn, revealing cuts and bruises. I shouldn't cry though, he's been though worst. He's had cuts, bigger ones to… as well as bruises but… but!
Before… I knew he'd make it.
Now am not so sure.
I force myself to his lowered face, smiling grimly and speaking softly. "Neo" I muttered, he looks up to me, his face coated his heavy cuts and bruises, blood stains in his silver hair, and half of his body slumped over the ground.
But, despite the battered state…
He smiles.
I trying not to burst out in tears right now, but my words can't help but come out in a faint call.
"Neo… am so sorry" I whispered and I then failed miserably at hiding my tears, they rushed down my face like waterfalls. But I can't help it he's was gonna die!
"Don't feel sorry… I knew that loving you would pay a price… Your something… that should never come for free--" he coughs sharply, spitting out blood, I winced.
"Honour my death by killing this bastard… and brat." He paused. "Show them the true Angel of Chaos you are!" He called.
"Neo…I love you" I whispered, he nodded prior being suddenly dragged away from me.
Out of my reach.
Forever.
"Enough!" My brother suddenly called, pulling his beyblade to the sky "today the blood of weak will rain from the sky!" He exclaimed. "Toss him" my father ordered; Neo doesn't scream which for me makes the death only harder.
"Odeon, delete him off the face of this the world!" Rex called. I only watch as his black and red beyblade burns, black fire blazing like a fireworks
Neo's figure burns into flames and his call is in unbearable pain "Hillary… show them the true Angel of Chaos!"
I did.
"Hillary, are you ok?" Mr. Dickinson asks suddenly.
Currently I have my arms around myself, my head lowered, leaning on the walls of his office with a scowl.
"Am fine…" I grit out.
"Well… if you say so." he clears his throat, I pay little attention to the fact he doesn't sound convinced. He pauses, "are you sure that calling your teams a good idea? I hardly know any of them or about your self for that matter." I look up sharply to see him nervously fiddle with his fingers on his desk where he sat, my stare perhaps unnerved him.
I didn't care.
"We could call the police to help sort this out" he suggests, I shake my head slowly, why does he have such difficulty accepting this?
"Mr Dickinson you didn't see that… thing! He knew that I could blade and anyone who does know that is surely a threat because I knew no pushovers and besides he had… this, unnatural aura, he wasn't normal" I replied.
"Define not normal" he quires, I sighed in irritation.
"He looked half dead!" I snapped.
"Hmm…" he pondering about I no doubt. I wonder what's he's even thinking about; I mean a half dead guy comes for the others and he's saying that I can't send the Ladies of Chaos to help out!
"Will your team agree to help us?" He asks, I glare harshly "am there captain, we should be able to come to an understanding into helping you" I replied sharply.
"Well… if you're sure Hillary, I don't know a thing about your team so… were in your hands" he replied.
I turned to him, giving him a serious look "you can't tell the others" I replied.
He seems shocked "Hillary why what is the problem with the others knowing!? I would of thought that telling them would clear some confusion between this!" I only watched him, he continued "even Kai himself asked about your whereabouts" he called.
I rose an eyebrow "Hiwatari asked?" He nodded, "in deed, just to simply feed his curiously he replied." He said, I only smirked "ahh, the great Kai has his moment" I muttered lowly.
He only looks at me confused, I only snicker.
"Well be sure to tell Mr Sourpuss nothing" I reply, grinning slightly, letting myself lose from my arms.
"Hillary…?" He asks, am slightly annoyed now, so I just grunt in acknowledgement in return.
"What will you do?" My head lowers at the question; my hair covers my features that I can guess are smirking darkly. "Things come to people who wait" I reply, I hastily walk to the door before he trap's me with questions.
"I shall be seeing you around Mr Dickinson" I finish, closing the door before he even utters another word. And as it closes behind me I stop. Am on thin ice now, I know at anytime because of his wariness he could warn the BBA's in haste, so the best thing I could do is constantly keep them in fear in hope he will be hesitant in doing so. So I suddenly glare at the receptionist, putting every bit of hate I have for people like her, my eyes burning into her with malice.
And she catches it then flinches.
I was pondering how to keep them all in a position where they all do as I hope, where they believe and know bringing more people in will only cause more bloodshread an will do none of us any good. For I and many of the Ladies of Chaos (I hope) are neither bloodthirsty nor pacifists. We will shread blood, but only if it will benefit us for the furture, we have killed in cold blood and all.
But it has neither been for personal gain or just to see blood spill. It was merely our paths, one where it was kill or be killed in this wild, wild, world. Where even that second of hesitation can mean life or death of just you at the lightest.
No one can remain innocent in our world. It was statement and a cold fact.
Another night to haunt night with there tears.
I ignored her again, and continued down my path. Home was but a distant building away, surrounded by trees and quaint little houses. It was peaceful to the fact if I hadn't sent so much time in it would have unnerved me now. I turned my keys in, and shut the door behind me and sunk down to the floor.
You're a murder… aren't you.
I told myself a resort would be meaningless.
Even if you didn't mean it… right?
Neo…
Eyes burning, tears approaching a whole wave of angst spiralling in my mind.
I will not cry.
I will not cry.
I will not cry.
It came in my line like a broken mantra. A broken song, a broken love song. tears fell down my cheeks, I choked a sob, with no mother I had no one to confine since the age of ten and Ladies of Chaos I was alone. I needed confinement, I needed to feel secure within this building.
I leapt for the phone, cuddling myself to the floor. I didn't care if I hurt my side all I cared that the phone was held in me hand tightly. I press numbers, I could faintly hear beeping, I sighed in content. It was ringing.
"Hello?"
And Athena replies though the phone.
She's a support beam for me.
"Hello?"
Speak, are you so tortured by his death you can't even utter a word! It on speaker… even your mutters are heard.
"I…"
"Yes… Athena is the one who is on the other end?"
"It's me."
"Hillary!"
"Yes."
"My mind reels, it can't process this your calling at all!"
"Put caller id on your phone then. Am sure you could process it then!" I snarled.
I could hear her chuckle, she always found my temper amusing. I smiled and wiped a tear away and stupidly let a sob escape my throat. Yes I know… to do that with Athena is idiotic. You want to know why…
"You have thought of him."
Because she could tell if I was a sob for Neo or not, it's why I could tell it wasn't a question but a statement. So yeah, damn it!
"Do you need advice, or is this just a moment of release?"
I was already pitifully crying enough earlier. Am not going to resort to anymore today, am suppose to be the captain for one of the most vicious girl teams I could remember and no… that comment wasn't merely an ego talking. Anyway point being if I can get over when a simple lover died when am a captain for such a team…but then again Neo was more than a lover…
"Hillary?"
"Am not crying!"
"I never said you were."
"Fuck you Athena, now I won't tell how I nearly got killed today!"
"It amuses me further for you to be called an ice queen when you have such a temper."
"Do you want do know or not?"
A chuckle. "Yes Hillary. I am curious"
"How do you feel about tormenting?"
"Does this deed intend to kill or merely persuade?" She asked.
"Persuade to get stronger, persuade to get to learn to fight back the enemy-"
"Persuade them to fight him."
"Yes"
"This is the Bladebreakers, correct?"
"I'll leave you to absorb this."
"I thank you"
"I need to call the others, I'll see you later"
"I shall see you soon then? For the time of meeting is dawning too soon"
I placed the phone down… I couldn't agree with her anymore.
You are called the Ladies of Chaos for a reason.
Please don't start. I've truly had enough of your little sharp whispering for the last few days, you kept your mouth shut after the first month and said nothing in my times of need. So am extremely annoyed that you speak now when you've had so many times before.
She said nothing.
In the space of not even a day. Everything I worked so hard for, for years has gone. My friends, my hope of being a normal human life, when this is all over… if this ever ends what will I do then? I just want this over… I want to breathe, I don't want to be trapped like this in pain I won't let anyone in.
I only stared on blankly as I picked up the phone.
"Lulu its me."
She wasn't sharp as Athena… nor like her sister. I wasn't on my toes when I spoke to her, she could tell I was weakly trying to hide any pain from my voice. My talk with her was more reserved, I watched what I said.
"Hillary!"
"Hey Blondie."
"What's up."
"Shit." I answered plainly.
"Oh… fun." She snorted after. Cocky bitch.
"Sure is. Get here soon bitch."
"Love you too."
I only grunted. Short and sweet, short and distant, short… that's how long our connection was between us, short and sweet. I wish I knew more about all of you, I wish I knew far deeper into your pains and I knew how much you knew mine. Sometimes I realise… I wish I treated you all more than tools to defeat my father with.