Note: so this paring is one of my personal favorites. Probably my #2 or #3! This is going to be a War x Sarah fanfic. War is basically one of the horseman of the apocalypse, a brute known for his savage ways whereas Sarah is a mute angel. Heh, funny how I ship it. Anyway, enjoy!

Eternity is so little time

The frail young girl slowly opens her eyelids and winces as she adjusts to the blue flames of the lantern on the wall in front of her. As she glances over to her wrists, she sees that they are entrapped in steel shackles that just barely are enough to hold her up. Although she was stripped completely naked, she didn't seem to mind. The room she was in seemed to appear like the inside of a dungeon. Where she was she had no idea but she figured that someone would come in soon. For a while no one came and the mute blue haired girl found herself feeling lonely and isolated. It wasn't as if the other angels talked to her anyway. But even so, they had at least acknowledged her. How had she gotten here? What happened? She tries to remember and closes her eyes shut as she engages thinking.

"Hahaha! I see you don't remember anything."

Her head jolts up at being addressed. She feels her eyes widen with fear as the figure before her makes her remember what happened.

She had been in the woods in search of light for God with Gabriel and Katelyn. Gabriel had told her to go east in search of light there. She did as she was told only to find the immortal being War. What he had been doing there, she had no idea but all she knew was that War was a bad person. Not necessarily in league with Satan but she knew that he was the brother of Death and he was always grim and evil. All she could recall from the incident was that War had somehow spotted her. The blue haired girl couldn't remember anything past that. Not that it mattered. She could now clearly see that it was War who had kidnapped.

The immortal horseman grins so widely that the stitches on his face almost tore off. He was far from attractive although if anyone said that out loud he would slit their throat in a second. The green flames from his face seemed to never go out nor did they seem to ever dim. His calm green eyes size her up for a moment. "Heh. You're not too bad. Good body I must say."

The comment makes her turn her head away to hide her blush. Ugh…he is such a creep!

As if reading her mind, the chained horseman frowns. "Do you think I'm ugly? Huh? Is that it?"

Ugly? You are just hideous! But of course she couldn't respond. She was mute after all. She only stared at him blankly which seemed to infuriate him. He grabs her neck with such force that she almost felt her throat pop. The sudden action brings the young angel to struggle and try to break free of his grasp. War sneers and tightens his grip on her neck, lifting her face in the process. She began to choke and her vision becomes but a blur. Her breaths become rapid and slowed as her tears start to make her vision even worse. Cackling with amusement from the girl's fear, War releases her. "How pitiful! You truly are pathetic! How does a silent girl like you become an angel?"

She begins to cry silently, oblivious to his words. She wanted to go home. To God. To Gabriel and Katelyn. Anywhere but here. The flaming male gives a displeased look and roughly digs his nails into her scalp. "Shut up. Enough of your crying, you hear me?"

War's action only made matters worse. She began to kick at him, a scream caught in her throat. Stop! Stop! It hurts! It hurts, please stop!

He releases her and turns away, scoffing. "I'm going to keep you down here for a long time, little angel. A very long time indeed." The way he said the words sent shivers down her spine. His voice was cold and harsh, whereas she couldn't speak out of line or say anything at all.

Why are you doing this to me? She knew it was pointless when only she could know her own thoughts but she wanted to know. To her surprise, War turns back to her and grins. "Why, you ask?"

Her eyes widen in shock and her mouth goes agape. Y-You can understand me!?

The immortal being gives a nod. "Indeed I can. Do you take me for a fool?"

This was bad. She knew it was. Did that mean he had heard her previous comments? Even so, in a way she couldn't help but feel at ease. It was a strange feeling. She had no idea why she was relieved. How can you understand me? Its never…its never happened before with anyone…

"That is simple, child," He paces the room slowly, his hands behind his back. "Listen closely, child. Do you hear anything?"

She listened. She heard nothing but the sound of his footsteps moving around the room. She shakes her head. No I don't hear anything at all.

War smiles crookedly as he faces her. "There, you see! You cannot hear the sound of the souls wandering this room! That is because only I can do so. I can hear anything. Whether dead or alive. It is the power of both me and my siblings." The angelic girl gives a look of utter confusion. She had never heard of such a thing. Was it a joke?

"What is your name, girl?"

She wasn't going to answer but the way he asked the question had sounded more of a command than a question. Sarah…my name is Sarah. The chained male chuckles and takes a step towards her, his hand going to her shoulder as he leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Well Sarah…you are going to stay here an eternity. Yet an eternity is so little time, wouldn't you agree?"

Sarah shifts her body so that she was turned away from him and free of his grasp. Don't touch me…

War lets out a laugh and turns away from her, heading out of the room. He stops to pull a lever and grins widely at Sarah.

At first she had been confused to why he pushed the lever but seconds later, a loud clanking noise is heard and the shackles around her wrists are raised up higher, pulling her body up as they tightened around her. The shackles didn't stop until she was at least a foot from the ground. Immediately, an intense pain shot up from her upper torso. Her wrists were the only thing being supported and they were tightly grasped by the chains. Sarah tries to scream but no sound comes out. Her lower body was burning up and the feeling was just plain awful. She wanted to be back on the ground. She didn't like this pain. Please! Don't! It hurts! Let me down, please!

The flaming immortal only gives her a grin before he walks out of the room, closing the door after he steps out.

Don't go! Don't leave me like this! Come back! Please, I'm begging you! Tears slide down her cheeks as the pain increases each second. She kept hoping that War would come back to lower her down but after five minutes pass, she knew it was pointless. She attempts to move her body in some way but it proved useless as by that point her body had given up on her. After around half an hour, Sarah was on the verge of passing out, her eyelids heavy and her body sore and aching.

It was then that War returned, bursting through the door and stepping up to Sarah. "Oh my mistake, it seems I forgot to lower you down from there. Heh. Whoops." He turns to the lever and pulls it back, the shackles starting to lower her. As her feet touch the ground, she finds her knees give up on her and she nearly tumbles forward, the chains tied to her wrists stopping it from happening. The male grasps her chin and lifts it as he offers her a bowl filled with water. "Drink."

She obeyed, opening her mouth to sip the water. She wanted to drink it all up. She was parched and bruised from the torturous actions of War. The male tips the bowl, letting the cold water come into contact with Sarah's lips. At that moment, the water was the best thing in the world. Sarah drank a plentiful amount, a trickle of water sliding down her chin as she drank quickly and ended up finishing the bowl.

War smirks as his eyes wander to her chin where the sparkling water was trickling down. His hands cup her cheeks and he leans towards her, his tongue pressing against her chin, licking off the water.

Sarah's eyes widen and she blushes darkly, snapping her head back and giving War a look of dismay. W-What do you think you're doing!? He merely chuckles and smacks his lips together. "Just getting a little taste of water." She turns away from him, disgusted by what he had just done.

"Oh c'mon! I was just having a bit of fun, sweetheart."

Don't call me that…She didn't like the way he was talking to her. It made her feel strange. War narrows his eyes at her, stepping forward to run his finger along her blue stranded hair. "Such a beauty." His comment causes a blush to creep up on her face as she staggers away from his hand. I told you not to touch me!

His hands grab her by the back of the head, tightly gripping her hair as he forcibly shoves his lips onto hers. Sarah whimpers in shock and gives War a big hard shove on the chest, forcing him off. You…You…You kissed me!

War smirks widely and winks at her. "That's right, I did." Sarah wipes her mouth and makes a disgusted face. What's wrong with you! Why would you do that!? How could you take my first kiss from me!

The chained male roars with laughter, slapping his knee. "I was your first kiss? Ha! That's too perfect."

It isn't funny! Sarah pouts and glares at the male, wanting to slap him across the face. War grins and suddenly starts to untangle the chains holding her up. The female gives him a confused and hopeful look. Y-You're letting me go?

"Ha! Don't think too kindly of me. Far from it!" As the final chain from her wrist comes off, Sarah nearly collapses from her aching body. Before she falls however, War catches her and for the first time since he had looked at her, he gave her a compassionate look.

Remembering her current state, pain shoots up all over her body and she groans. O-Ow…My body…

The chained horseman sets her on the dark, cold floor. "Sorry about that. I really am." Sarah glances at War to see that the look on his face actually did look sorry for her. She says nothing and lays on the floor, curled up in pain. "You should rest. I'll be back later." War stands up and heads for the door but is stopped as he hears Sarah's thoughts.

Wait. Don't go. Please stay.

He turns around to give her a curios look. "Why? Why would you want me to stay?"

Why did she want him to stay? She thinks about it for a moment before looking up at him and answering. Because I've never had someone understand me. Everyone always has to guess what I'm trying to say. Not you. You understand. War snickers and turns away from the door, walking back towards her. "What a poet. You have such a way with words!" he rolls his eyes and kneels beside her, glancing at her bruised naked body. If she truly wanted him to stay, he would have his fun. Yes, it was time for his fun.

He unclasps his chains, letting them fall off his attire. Sarah continued to stare at him, curious as to what he was doing. His rough, scaly hands grasp her legs as he spreads them. Suddenly realizing what was going on Sarah squirms in protest. W-Wait a minute! I never said I wanted this!

The male glowers at her as his grip on her tightens, small bruises starting to form on where he gripped her. "You will accept me. You will take this like a woman." But Sarah wasn't listening. She continued to struggle, her eyes closed shut. No! No! No! Don't you take my virginity, you monster!

The words struck him hard. He stops for a moment, his face going from enraged to hurt. As the angel opens her eyes, she glances up at him, seeing his face. W-War?

His gaze turns to her as he mutters the word, "What?"

I-I'm sorry for calling you a monster…I…I didn't mean it…

"Yes you did." He lets go of her legs and stands up, starting to walk away from her. Despite all he had done to her, Sarah couldn't help but feel that he was an entirely different person at the moment. War, don't go! Wait a second! I'm sorry!

Her words had no affect this time, his hand going for the knob and turning it to open the door. Sarah was about to burst into tears. Everything was going to be the same as before again. No one would understand her. Everyone would ignore her again. Out of desperation she quickly blurts out in her mind, Do you love me, War?

The horseman stops at the door, his hand still on the knob. He remains silent and still for the moment.

Um...War? D-Did you hear my question?

He turns away from the door and heads straight for her, his face masked in fury although she could tell that by his eyes, he had answered her question. "You've got some guts, whore. Talking about love to a horseman? Ha! Don't make me laugh!"

He gets down on his knees and cowers over her. "Love, you say? How stupid. I'll fuck you here in this floor and you tell me if that's love!"

Yes…

The horseman stops and looks at her. "What did you say?"

You've answered my question. Its yes, isn't it? You love me, right?

War jolts up, his head twisted at an angle and his mouth formed at a scowl. His hand was twitching violently. He yells out and throws his fist down. Sarah closes her eyes shut, afraid he would hit her but is surprised to see his fist hit the floor beside her. "Fuck this!" he hisses as he grabs her legs and parts them, making an entryway for himself. Before Sarah could as much as protest, War shoves his members into her. A silent scream which only War could hear fills the room. W-War!

He grips her waist possessively as he thrust into her, digging his nails into her. Sarah lets out a faint whimper as she gasps for breath. Pretty soon, War could feel Sarah attempt to leverage as she matched his thrusts, a grunt escaping his lips. "Too much pleasure…" the immortal mutters as he brings his scaly hand along her stomach and scratches her, a trickle of blood starting to show. War presses his tongue into the wound, sucking and licking on the blood. As he does so, his hands claw at her thighs, leaving deep red marks.

Sarah could feel herself on the verge of tears. The pain was too much. She couldn't take it. N-No more, please! It…it hurts! M-More pleasure…no more pain...ow…

The male flashes her a grin as he stops scratching her and begins to pick up on his thrusts, the sound of their wet skins making a soft, faint noise. Sarah lets out a quiet cry of pleasure as War continues to thrust quickly into her womanhood.

She was at her limit now. Her breathing begins to get heavier and pain starts to overcome the pleasure taking place. W-War…no more…s-stop…I can't…

But the horseman ignores her pleas and only thrusts harder into her, snarling as the sound of their skin slapping together could be heard. He would make her scream. Whether she was mute or not, War wanted to hear her scream. And it only took a few heaving thrusts. Sarah let out a scream as he viciously attacked her womanhood, hitting her g spot.

Pleased with the results, the flaming immortal, stops and pulls out. Sarah was out of breath and bleeding just as badly as she was bruised. "Hmph…I'll go get you something to clean yourself up with."

As he leaves the room, Sarah finds herself dazed and in pain. Is this…is this really love? With that question on her mind, she passes out and lies on the floor unconscious.