Title: The Darkness
Chapter four: The true Darkness
Rated: PG-13
Pairings: Finch X Devil Lad
Summary: This story is really sort of an AU, but it is based off of the gang. DL decides to take Finch away, away to join The Darkness. It is a M/M story, but there isn't anything graphic. Sorry.
Warnings: None really, only, it's a 'different' type of story. Nothing too bad though…
Others: Requested by a fellow writer and friend. This idea for a story came to me while having a conversation with them. They opened me up to a new way of thinking, a new sort of 'path' in the world, and it could be true. The Darkness, I thank you. This is for you. Enjoy.
Dedicated to: The Darkness
'Oh God, we're crying. All of us. We scream in pain as we think of you. We want you so much, we crave your attention. And every night, and ever morning when we all awake, we know. We know and we cry. We cry because we want to believe, we cry because we can't. We are no longer the light, we have to question it. We have to question you. Could a power so great really be? Could it have so much power that it controls our lives? This, the Darkness takes us from, from you, but makes us think. As we think, we learn, and we crave you. We crave to believe, we the darkness. We are lost, but we're found, we are pathetic, but we are the best. We, the Darkness are all of these things. It is because we HAVE been given the thoughts, the feelings, the emotions to question everything. To question you. And for this, for our lack of following blind paths and beliefs, you hate us, or you seem unreal to us. Please, we, the few who can see the truth, find us. FIND us so that we are not only the darkness, but the light, both combined, thinking of you, and believing in you, and knowing your power can be great, but unexplained. Let us think, but let us be guided on our own paths, so that WE have a chance to find our own lives, our own future…Please…. And take us, The Darkness, into faith…'
-The Darkness (writer)
I waited. After I had woken up, I had found that I was now waiting for him. There was something that seemed to push down on me. I hated it so much. It was a feeling of loneliness that was peeking through this rather slow beating heart of mine. Was it something that was drawing me to DL, or away? I couldn't tell.
'We the Darkness…' Something whispered into me. I gave myself a small twitch. Then the door opened.
DL stood there, as if he had known that I was waiting. My gaze was not met by his, but by that stupid mask. "Is it time?" I asked him.
He had closed the door, "It is." He then began to reach into his pocket, and then dragged out some type of cloth, "For your eyes. So that you may not see the world here." He began to come over to me.
"Why can't I see it?" I asked him.
"Because…Should you see the people who are here, they will become your fright, your emotions will fill to the top, and they will be able to eat you alive. You'll go insane." He looked through the mask at me, "Plus, you don't want to be stuck here, do you?"
I took the words as this: If I saw this world, this horrible world, then I would be stuck here, forever. I cringed. "Just do it."
He walked around to the other side of me, and I heard him begin to talk to me. I then saw only black of cloth as he wrapped the thing over my eyes. "You will be put into a type of chamber. It is completely dark in there. You remember that smell?"
"Yes." I said back to him, knowing that the smell would probably knock me out.
"You will then go through the process of becoming the 'darkness' as you sleep. It will wash away the light from you. It shouldn't hurt. Though when I went through it, I thought I was going to be ripped apart at any moment." He then moved forward as I felt my body tense.
"Is it going to be different, after? Will I be like, insane?" This was one of the thoughts that had worried me.
"No…The only thing you will be after this, is more open. You might not even notice it. The thing the Darkness does is alter your future…don't worry." He whispered and then I felt his hands on my shoulders. He then moved up, almost pressing is mask to my ear, "You will be fine. I won't let anything bad happen…I promise."
I had felt nothing. It was as if he had muttered those caring words into my ear, but my body was reluctant to respond to them. "Thank you." I whispered.
He moved away from my back, and then was in front of me, "I'm going to put your mask on you…It will also help…"
I didn't understand how a mask over my face would do anything, but I accepted it as he slid it over my eyes and then face. He was gentle about putting it back over my hair.
I felt a hand wrap around my shoulder, "Come now…"
I followed him as he dragged me down what felt like a stoned hallway. Then, was we went through a wall or door, I began to feel this breeze.
When the scream first hit my ears, I couldn't help but try to fight back. I thought it was on me. It sounded like a bunch of people yelling out things all at the same time. I couldn't tell where anything was, or what was going on. I became scared and then began to pull away from DL. I couldn't even feel his hand on my shoulder. "Help! DL!" I said.
This darkness that I was in, was horrifying. Then, all of a sudden, in my ear I heard this whispering, "We are the darkness, I'm the leader….Not a follower…Follow me, Follow me, and you will be safe. I am the Darkness, I'll take your fears away." I began to move away from it, thinking that there was now something on my shoulder, trying to get into my ear.
"Get away from me…Don't touch me." I swung my arms up and around.
"Stop that." I heard, hissing into my ear. "You are acting like a crazy person, Finch, you have to ignore the screaming…" It was DL, and he was now behind me, out of reach of my flailing hands and body parts.
He was warm to the touch, and I couldn't help but start to lean back on him. He pushed me forward though, "Keep going." He said, "There is nothing there. The only thing you hear are just imaginary. They are not there, you cannot see them, they are fake to you, and to me." His voice was so calm, so soft in my ear, "They can't get you if you can't see them."
I felt my shoulders slightly slump down, and I began to follow his direction.
A few seconds later, I was then put into a cold room. He sat me down on the wall, and then began to remove my mask, and then my blind fold. I looked up at him. "What the hell?" I asked him.
He only shook his head, "People who weren't strong enough." He then began to walk out the door, it was like a blinding light out there, I could see nothing. "This is when it happens." He was now looking at me, "I'll see you WHEN you come out."
I sat there, my mask at my feet. I watched as he closed the doors, then I was in complete darkness.
For a second, I worried that he was going to keep me here, forever to rot. Once again though, I knew that I was wrong. The smell came to my senses sharply.
I was then taking in deep breath's full. My head started spinning, and I knew that the faster I did this, the sooner it would all be over. The Darkness then came.
The Light? I looked before me, seeing this, blinding light. It was so bright, behind me was darkness. I tried to walk to it, but the light soon seemed to grab me and then drag me into it.
A second later, there was this screaming. I looked around. I was looking at my own town. I saw me, and DL. This had only happened a few days ago. I ran away from him then, leaving myself alone from him. This had been when I tired to run, but he found me at home.
He never followed though, not like he had when I was back at home. He was just, there. Then, he walked away from me. He walked away from me and down the street, away from my house. I felt an odd sadness come over me, as if he were betraying me.
My body seemed to shift, and I was soon in a different place. I knew right away it was the place without DL, and he was gone. I was older, and my eyes seemed to be filled with a type of sadness. I couldn't tell what it was.
This was me when I was older, I had kids, they were around me, my daughter, sitting at my feet, and my son, who I was holding. They looked cute. Then, a wife. I had no idea who she was. Only, she didn't look happy. She seemed separated from me, from the others.
Once again, I shifted. I was in a very lonely place, a grave yard. I had died. It was my death stone, and I had died young. I already knew, as if it had been whispered into my ear that I had been murdered by my own wife.
I turned around and looked at everyone. I only saw my wife though. She was smiling somewhat, as if she was happy. My kids were not there.
I knew in that second that she had killed them as well.
'No.' I whispered. I couldn't say it louder, and it was only in my thoughts. This was the future that my 'light' path was going to give to me. I couldn't take it. I turned around, and I screamed.
"I don't want that! I don't want that future!" I screamed out, then there was a series of yelling voices that filled me.
It sounded so much like the voices I heard before. 'Darkness….follow the darkness…' They chanted. Some of them just screamed, just to scream. I fell to my knees.
My heart, my head…they felt like they were about to explode and I couldn't take it. I was gasping out for breath. It was as if I were dieing.
'Accept the darkness…' Was the only thing that I could hear.
"I want it…I want to be it…I want to make my own future!" I screamed out.
Everything stopped. My pain faded. My eyes opened then, and I began to pick my head up.
I looked around. I was in woods. It was dead ground, and the trees had no leaves on them. They reached up, not seeming to stop, and becoming thicker and more twisted as they reached for the heavens. There were these small shrubs, they hugged the ground so tightly that I figured their roots were down in hell. The shrubs themselves were dead as well.
Ahead of me there was a dark path, dirt covered. I walked on it, and soon came to a fork in the road. The fork was on the bottom of a hill, and I could see so much. The moon was full and it shined over the woods and the paths, laminating them in a very creepy way.
There were four paths from each fork, dark figures covering them at each end of the path. Then, from each figure, there were more paths, more figures behind them, and I couldn't see where it all ended. It was a tree type thing. The tree was forever growing, though it grew out of a shadow, and I could choose which ever way I wanted to go, and each one would lead me into a different future. I began to walk to the second on the left.
The figure looked familiar, though they were half turned from me. I thought I knew who it was, but I couldn't tell.
I looked at my feet. There was my mask. I picked it up, and I put it on. The path seemed to light a little, and I couldn't help but feel, different. I felt relaxed, happy, loved.
I began to move away.
It was as if the world was shifting once more around me. I began to spin more, and more.
As I turned, I could finally feel my body stop, with it came the sort of pause as well. My breath for one. It seemed to catch in my throat, and I could feel a beat in my chest, it was slowly slowing down.
The next thing that happened was my knees crashing down to the ground. I could also feel my body vibrate with the pain of the collision.
My hands made contact with the cold, dark ground, and I tried to breath. I could feel no cold air come into me, and fill me with a calm sensation of being able to live. It frightened me, and I could see only a dark surrounding. It was as if I were dieing. I tried to scream, but nothing would come out.
My face became warm, and I could feel my eyes start to sting as tears began to leak out. 'I don't want to die…' I felt my mind scream out.
Voices' surrounded me, and they screamed. They were not hushed in their constant demand to give in, to follow things, to think about stuff. To make choices.
I felt my head, along with my mask slam into the ground under me, as if I were giving up. Everything was drifting around, and I could feel my body slip away. Then it hit me: I was dieing. I really, really was giving up.
'NO.' I said in my mind, my eyes closing tightly, and ripping it seemed.
My heart burned. I didn't want this. I knew what I wanted, and trapped in hell wasn't one of them. 'DL…' My mind screamed. 'DL.' It would chant over and over again.
"DL!" I screamed out. My breath hitched, and the yell was shrill.
The wind blew around me, arms wrapped around me. Then, there came a light. It was dimmed though.
As soon as I felt the soft hands under my chin, I opened my eyes. Around me, the vault was. I lay on the ground, and over me, DL stood. His mask was looking down on me, and his hands were resting on parts of my body.
I gave gasp, as if loving the taste of air. "DL!"
I wasn't sure why the word, why his name made me happy. I didn't know, and I didn't care. I was happy that he was there.
"Are you okay Finch?" He asked me.
I began to get up, his hands strong as they helped me up.
I looked at him, "I- I died." I said to him.
He itched his head, and then began to turn, "Yeah, but at least you came back! You don't know how--" He stopped. He had been laughing, but his voice had not ended the sentence.
I began to follow him. The room that we stepped into was wide. It was stone, as if it were a large chamber cellar. It looked, Midevil. It was rather cool. The other thing that had taken me by surprise was that there was no more screaming. It was, silent.
I watched, pausing in my steps as DL began to walk up the stone steps. There were only about six, and they led to a platform where a seat in the middle of the room ruled over everything. He stopped on the top one, turning back to me. "It was suppose to happen…" He muttered.
I looked at him, and took one step up. "I want to--"
"I'll take you home." He said to me, turning again, as if going to sit on the thrown.
"No!" I said to him. My voice was firm, and it was rather demanding, as if I were no longer afraid of him.
He stopped, looking back at me. He stood there, saying nothing, not even looking at me it seemed.
"Tell me something." I said to him, taking another step up to him. "Tell me how you feel." I said, looking at him, "And tell me why you wanted me to come here so bad." I gazed at him. In my vision, he had not followed me, and I had went on with my normal life. I knew he liked me, but that much as to change my future?
"I--I told you Finch…I couldn't stand the thought of you ending like that." He said, his voice low.
"Tell me how you feel. Tell me what you need to!" I said, a little angry. My voice was now yelling.
"Tell you how I feel?" He asked, his voice raising. I could not see his eyes, but they seemed to burn holes through the mask. He stepped down a stair, and was now in a defensive pose. "I've already given you hints. I've taken the time to go through safety procedures to keep you from dieing, from rotting. But most of all, I have altered your path in life, and given you a second chance to live! Do you think this is all because you're a really cool friend? That you are worth so much to me only because you're a friend?" He was breathing hard.
I drifted up another step, as if unafraid of his anger, even though it seemed to boil my skin. "Take your mask off." I said to him. "Show me your face."
He tensed as I drew up to him. He took a step back, and I was a few inches shorter then him now.
He gave a small growl, "No. You know nothing of what you ask. If you see my face--"
"I know." I whispered to him. "I know what will happen. I don't care." I said to him.
My hand drew up to my own face, and I took off my own mask, and let it fall to the ground. My eyes looked into his fake ones. "Show me your face." I demanded, bringing my hand up, as if to help him.
He drew up a little, stopping my hand. He bowed his head. "You'll never go home…Do you really want to go through with this?" He asked me.
I gave a smile, "To die a human, with a human's life, or to live as a human, with a demon's love…I think I would pick the much more thrilling topic." I laughed.
He gave a small sigh, almost looking away it seemed. "Don't betray me." He whispered as he began to pick his mask up.
With the story of Staroatio', the man's face had been cut up, and distorted, but his love for the woman had caused him pain in his heart. If DL had felt this same love for me, a human, how could it be that I could not come to love him?
My eyes looked on, seeing his face as he let his mask hit the ground with a small 'swoosh' of wind.
His face was painted over with black paint. The design was much like that of his own mask, his teeth fake. It was a false teeth paint, much like the long ones on his mask. I could see his lips under the paint, and they were thin, soft it looked like. His nose was small, cute really, though it was stern. His eyes had sharp, white lines going over them that ran from his eyebrows down to his cheek bones.
His face was long, and under the paint, I could see cuts. They looked deep, painful. They were not gruesome though, and they weren't disgusting. They were, normal it looked. It was as if it suited him.
I gazed into his eyes. They were so hard looking, as if the boy had seen so much. Pain, hate, love, death, life, gore, beauty. But mostly, sadness. They had a brown base, with yellow and orange bursts on the outside, as if to accent his 'uniqueness'. I loved it.
My body shifted forward, and I closed my lips onto his, feeling the paint, and the scars gently rub against my own face.
In the kiss, I could feel a sort of comfort, as if he were becoming gentle. It was as if for so long, he had been denied, pushed away, and for him to feel this, this love now, it hurt him a little, and startled his very nerves. My body shook, as if excited that I made someone feel this way. I drew away from him.
I wrapped my hands around his body. "You're normal. You couldn't be disgusting DL…" I said to him. It almost made me cry. To feel him wrap his arms around my body.
He shook in my arms, as I did in his. We both on the brink of crying. I held him tighter, as if afraid to let go, "Don't BETRAY me." I said to him.
He seemed to understand. He looked at me as we both looked into the other's eyes, "I won't…Promise me that you'll always stay here, with me? Forever?" He asked me. His voice was weak, and he seemed on the braking point. As if, one more time with a 'no' and he would crack.
Once again I smiled, "I wouldn't dream of anything else." I said, and kissed him again.
To live without my family, my friends, yes, that would be sad. It would be something that I would give up to be with him. I knew this, maybe not at the moment, but I knew that in time, I would come to dedicated everything, every part of myself, to him. And he would do the same to me, if not already so.
The End.
Thank you for reading. I really hope that you all enjoyed this. Oh, I would like to say sorry that this was a day late. One: I was too busy and my time had already run out for the posting date. Two: The document had been lost, so I had to remake it. (This caused me to smash a few things. J ) Anyway, tell me if you liked it, I want to know if I should make more stories in this category. Also: I would like to dedicate this story to, The Darkness. This story was their idea, they made the italic words in the beginning of each story. Thank you so much, this story was made for you, and I really hope that you enjoyed this.
-D.D.
The Darkness is the soul of truth, of hate, of love, but most above, The Darkness is in all of us.
Staroatio'
The man looked on as he watched the girl twirl her hair in the wind.
She was so gorgeous. Her beauty being far more then the man could ever dream of. It was people like her that people, just anyone, could dream about. No, the girl was the type of girl that you would have to marry to be allowed to dream about. Though with her current position on the top of her balcony, looking down at her soft white rose bushes, she looked like one.
The moon seemed to cast a shadow onto her face, as well as his own. His mask was keeping his face a secret, which the girl found alluring up in her tower. She looked at him, as he stood there, watching her. "Wont you tell me your name?" She asked.
"I will…I will tell you anything, sweet jewel, if it is that you wish to hear how lovely you grow each day. Knowing not age, nor sickness, nor gore…Tis' words of chaotic melodies that I could speak to you, as you simply sit in your tower…I would give you the world…The moon…The stars…But most of all, I would give to you my heart, the most glorious thing a human could give to another." He looked up at her, his lips soft against the winds cry's of lust, "If you allow me to…"
"Show me your face…" She said to him.
"Wait for me tomorrow? Come with me, and I will show you a castle, a nice place, were someone such as beautiful as yourself should live. Make me your husband, and I will give you all that you desire." He said up to her.
She smiled. "A castle…" She whispered. "I will meet you tomorrow, at the bottom of this tower, and I will wait for you to take me away." She then blew a kiss that landed in his hands. She was then gone a second later, and no more of her could be seen.
The next night came and they were both flying across the ground, away from her tower. They rode a black horse, his body a tinge of blue as the full moon cascaded down onto him.
The girl held the man tightly around his waist, as if not to fall off. He smiled gently at her as they rode away.
At the castle, buried deep inside of the woods, the man helped her off of his horse. The stallion giving a small nervous cry as they began to enter the giant castle.
Such a lonely place this was, the man being the only one to live in it. He was alone here, where no one would come, not to visit, not to bother…
"Show me your face." The girl said as she looked at him.
He gave a small smile, "First…you must make me a promise." He said to her.
She smiled, "Anything you wish."
"Say that you will stay with me…Say that you will forever be by my side. Tell me that you will NEVER betray me." He said to her, his voice soft, and stern.
She smiled, her pale blue dress blowing around them as they stood next to an open window.
The room was filled with furniture, though was bare from having a lack of people to entertain. The room also contained a fire place, with a wild crackling coming to life as it roared in the small cove. It was also the only light source in the room.
"I promise you all of it. I ask that you do not betray me as well…" She said.
"I promise, but you must never deny me, in heart, and soul. If you do this, it is braking the promise." He smiled gently at her.
She looked up at him, coming easily over the words, but not taking them into her mind. "Yes…Now show me your face." She said to him.
The man removed his mask, and the girl took in the sight.
His face was covered in scars, cuts and burns. His eyes were a dull blue, though they had white bursts of light in them. He was distorted as well.
The girl gave a push, as if frightened of the man that had once said to nice things. "Away from me!" She yelled. "Monster!"
The man seemed to step up to her, "My love…I love you! Do not fear my face. It is nothing…My face does not reflect on the lack of love I will give to you." He said to her, his heart breaking as she began to scream as he spoke.
He drew back then, after feeling a heavy hit from her coming across his face. "You betray me then?" He asked her.
She gazed at him, as if angry, "No! I was never yours to begin with. Such a foul monster, how could you even come across the thought of me loving you?" She asked, her voice hissed in a disgusted response.
"Then you will parish…Burn in a place where only betrayers, and real monsters linger." He said to her, and she fainted, dieing as she hit the ground.
He picked her body up, feeling her body turn rapidly cold as she began to slip farther into death. He threw her into the flames, her body smoldering into nothing.
He then removed his heart, and held it before him, looking at the place where the girl once burned, "Take it with you, for you will get no other love where you walk now." The heart turned to dust, screaming coming from the flames as they drifted out.
The man then seemed to fall into a hole. In this dark, dank hole, there came a repeat, the sound of a name being chanted, 'Staroatio'. The voices yelled. It was the woman, her screams as she constantly burned in darkness. Nothing there but the heart's ashes of the only man who cared so deeply for her.
-This is a fairy tale. It isn't meant to make any sense, unless you want it to. Anyway, people cant really just pull their hearts out. This was meant in the sense of his heart was dieing because the only person he loved had not returned his feelings. Anyway, I hope you all liked this little side story.
D.D.Darkwriter
Finished: 6:53 PM Sep. 8, 2008