Mysterious Sister
Hey guys thanks for the awesome comments and favorites! I really appreciate them! :)
XX
A chilling breath of air cooled the skin of the boy. Yellow eyes stared down at him; hungry lips devoured him with each movement. He wasn't alone, or so he thought. His breath was light as if a feather touched the surface of a cool pool of water.
Was he afraid? Was he frightened? Was he disturbed? These are the questions he asked himself as these things happened to him. Soft lips with poisonous fangs bit into his arm, but a scream didn't leave his own lips. Warm blood dripped down his arm with clear liquid poison mixed with it.
Pain, it was just a word since he didn't seem to feel it. This monster that was before him didn't frighten him; no it was like a large black cat that was frightened itself. Lifting his hand to pat the head before him only made the creature dig its fangs deeper into his arm and yet the boy didn't seem bothered by it.
Afraid, which was what this creature was. Why? Why would he be afraid of weak frail me? He finally let his hand fall on the monsters head and he rubbed it. The head felt oddly warm, like it was supposed to be cold, supposed to be dead. Why? All these questions and why's were running through his mind like a stream of forgetfulness.
Soon the poison started to go to his head, the creature no longer looked scary, and instead it looked like a little girl with creamy hair and a scared face. Again why is she so afraid? He pulled his arm away from her mouth and wiped it clean from her salvia He knelt down to her and cupped her face in his hands, now her head felt cold, cold as a chilly breeze in the night. Why? She smiled gently and leaned up to him and kissed his forehead and his vision suddenly blacked out.
Gasping for breath that same young boy woke up in a hospital bed. Iv lined each arm in his hand and on two fingers of each hand was a pulse detector. Where was he now? What happened to that little innocent girl? Questions once again lined his mind as the door opens and the doctor walks in.
"Nice to see that you are doing better Evans, how are you feeling?"
Evans… Was that his name? No… It was something else. "I'm feeling fine sir." His voice cracked a bit as it sounded pretty unused.
"That's well, very well." The doctor smiled and opened the door a little bit more and a young female wheels herself into the room in a wheel chair. She looked familiar, a lot like that girl he was dreaming of, could it be?...
"Hello Soul." She smiled and looked at him with that same cute innocence.
He frowns slightly and then looks at her. "Who are you?"
"You don't remember who I am? I'm your little sister… You saved me… From death…" She smiles a little bit more as she says this. "You're my hero Soul."
"N-No! It can't be! I don't have a sister! I never had a sister! Don't lie to me! My parents are dead."
"Ahhh you are still thinking that Soul… Our mom is alive and gotten married again… And that's how I came to be. Don't worry you will get over this phase of not believing in me, but what I do know is you did save me from that wolf attack. Remember? He bit your arm as you were protecting me, but then I remember you killed him by pushing him away. He attacked me… The wolf, don't you remember?" She sighs as she rolls up to his bed and looks over at him. "You saved me and then the ambulance came before I bled to death." She smiled a little more stroking his face. "Thank you Soul." With those last words she wheels off and out of the room.
"Isn't your little sister a doll? She's been encouraging other patients here with her story and been bragging about you. What a nice sister." The doctor commented to him and he walked out of the room. "Try to make a safe and good recovery Soul, it will do you good."
Soul laid there dumfounded as he stared at the door telling him over and over in his mind that this was all a dream and none of this ever happened. Though this didn't stop the next event from happening the next week…..
"Soul~ Soul- kun… Wakey wakey!" Warm soft hands pressed at his arm shaking him awake, he quickly opened his eyes to see a beautiful middle aged woman, who looked reminded him of someone he knew. He shook his head from this thought as she started to speak. "Ah, Soul! I'm glad you're awake! I was worried sick about you!" A warm smile lights up the woman's face.
The little girl wheels up besides the woman and hugs her. "Momma, aren't you so happy that big brother is doing good?" She says cutely nuzzling her face affectionately into the woman's side.
Mother? Didn't that girl say that she was my sister? It then must mean that woman is….
"So how are you doing Soul? Are feeling better?" Questions started to be asked of him and soon his head started to spin.
"Fine… Fine… Lady… do you know why I am here?" He asked not even using the correct name for the woman; she gave him a bit of a hurt face and replied.
"Why Soul, you should know to answer your mother better than that! Either way… You really don't remember us do you?" She one again responded a bit hurt. Turning away to leave he held onto her little girl's hand and beckoned her to follow.
Outside of the room the supposedly mother smiles quite wickedly. "Good… The drug has worked its way fine Maka… Now we just need to get our plan rolling."
XX
Review! Comment! Thanks!
