- 4 -

"Mmph...! No... no, Greed, what are you--stop, stop it--!"

I struggle half-heartedly in the darkness, strong cold arms gripping me tightly, so tightly; I feel my fingers tingling, starved of blood, straining to fight off the cold grinning shadow on top of me.

I feel his hands, cold and hard, crushing me against the wall.

I feel the terror threatening to override all other systems.

I feel...

"Greed... Greed, st-stop it! STOP IT!!"

A deafening crack.

A shaft of light, his shadow black as the ace of spades.

Dark.

Angry.

I feel Greed being hurled off my body and gasp, the terror draining suddenly and leaving me weak and lightheaded.

Blood rushes into my cold fingers; I try to sit up, clenching my eyes against the darkness, his darkness.

Be light...

I hear grunts of pain, his carnal cries of rage.

I fumble to button my shirt back up; fingers scramble across the stone floor for my coat.

Then collapse lightly against the wall, let the last of the fear leak from my chest, let my heart resume beating.

And wonder why.

Another crack as the door is slammed shut.

My eyes slip shut in relief.

He is still here; I can feel him, still angry, glowering darkly in the gloom.

Artificial lights flicker into life.

Still dark.

Cold.

I open my eyes to look at him.

Still dark...

I struggle to my feet, stumble--

He's already there, holding me up.

Like always.

I smile gratefully.

"You saved me..."

"Yes. And it won't happen again."

Harsh.

Sharp.

Dark.

I don't look up at him.

"...So. Are you sick of me finally? Are you tired of having to look after your foolish, weak little human charge?"

"Not as such."

I am crushed to his cold hard body, and I look up at him, but he's not looking at me, just hugging me fiercely to him, looking at the darkness, scowling at it, angry, dark, why are you still dark? so beautiful, pale face, dark eyes, soft hair, light, be light...

"That's it," he whispers. "That's it. I won't have you here anymore."

Light... please, the light...

"I won't have him --or her-- do this to you again. It's too risky for you to stay here any longer."

Don't...

"Come with me now, little one. You'll leave this place tonight."

Don't leave me in the dark.

:--:

I'm crying.

Or is it just the rain?

It doesn't matter.

Nothing matters.

He takes my hand, kisses my temple softly.

So warm...

"Be strong, little one; I'll find you again soon. And Jackie...

"Don't look back."

And then I'm running.

Crying.

(Or is it just the rain?)

"Goodbye... Envy."


: sonryz :
Aw, this makes me kinda sad. D : Perhaps a little cliche? but still sad; things are cliche for a reason, after all. : )

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