A/N: Hello again. I'm just going to skip straight to the review replies.
Luiz4200: To answer your question; yes. Sorry, but what's a story without some twists. but this chapter will explain why he got so mad so fast...kind of... okay, more or less, give or take the less...
RCommonASenseI: '100 Percent real pumped kin' First question, do i even want to know what that is??? I'll stick with the safe apple pie thanx! Mm... Oh, and now f I don't update, i don't die, but i become limp? well, that's nice to know for the future. lol. thanx for the daily dose of nonsense, it's actually just what the doctor ordered! (don't ask, small fight with some obnoxious friend) Hope you like this chapter!
wicca in training: hits self in the head Why am I giving my reviewers torture ideas! Bad dragon of spirits BAD! Stop filling their minds with ideas to hurt me!!! well, at least i get pie! XD
xxFireWarriorxx; Thanks! Actually, when i was typing that quote, I was thinking. "Omg! Rai would for sure say this!' lol. Glas you like the chapter! this one in his dream which I think will be interesting (I hope you guys do to!)
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miniku: Yeah. he has. Oh and not pleasant. i can tell ya that much. Just read and see...
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Guys, I love your reviews more then anything right now! THANK YOU! But I have one question...
WHY ARE ALL MY REVIEWERS MENTIONING PIE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! (I'm kind really confused...)
Anyway, enjoy the chapter. It's rai's dream for those of you who don't know yet.
Chapter 7
It was white. And not just white, but the brightest white I had ever seen. I must have been in heaven. It was the only explanation. I died somehow and now was going to be judged by god and angles. Will I be allowed through? Was I good enough for them?
But what surprised me more then that I was in heaven, was the fact that the first person to walk up to me was garbed in total black. He wore armor over his chest and his long black hair seemed to be pulled back. The only tinge of color he wore was a green sash. I always imagined that angles would be sparkling white and glowing. Boy was I off…
"Hello Raimundo." The man said. I was scared, and yet, the men seemed to hold a unique calmness to him self. I don't know why, but instead of running and seeing if maybe I could save myself, I just stood there, staring at the strange man.
"Y-y-you know my name?" I stuttered. I almost punched myself. Never show how weak you are. It was one of the first things I had learnt. Weakness itself was okay, just don't show all of it. Somehow I had not only managed to show it, but show ALL of it in just one sentence.
The man chuckled. "Yes, I know your name. I know many things."
"Am I dead?" I asked bluntly. I wanted to get to the point as fast as I could. The more time I had to think up an excuse before I go before some court or something, the better.
"No you are not dead." This struck me as very surprising. I hadn't died. That was good news I guess. But if I was not dead….
"Where am I?" I asked again. I was slowly but surely becoming more confused. Here stood a man who not only knew my name but also knew I wasn't dead when it clearly seemed as if I was, and I had no clue who he was.
"All will be answered in time. But first, tell me, do you hate your father Raimundo?" He had started circling around me like a lion does to his pray and frankly it was freaking me out.
"My father… why?"
"He ruined your life. Do you not feel any contempt towards him? It is his fault you are a slave, his fault you must live something this horrendous at an age so young."
"But he was drunk. It made my father confused. He couldn't control his actions." I argued. Oh my god. Was I actually standing up and defending my father. Something about this man made me want to.
"Then that is his fault as well. He didn't take care of you. He wasted all the money on drinks. Do you feel it? The hatred rising up in your chest?" The man was right. It was all my fathers' fault that I was here. Everything was his fault. I could feel myself getting angrier slowly, just as the man had said.
"And what about your dear Master? How many times did he whip you a day? Two, three? Oh wait, that's right. He would whip you whenever he pleased. He locked you in a room with no sunlight and no food for days on end. And yet you could do nothing. Do not tell me you don't blame him for anything." The man voice was growing quieter, more hypnotic. I couldn't pull myself away…
"He hurt me." I whispered.
"Yes, many times. And then he sells you. To the Tohomiko's, am I correct?" I nodded. He still circled me but I just stared straight ahead now. "The 'kinder' people. But it's all an act. They care not of what you are, just what work you can do."
"It's not true…" I managed to say hoarsely.
"Ah, but it is. Master Tohomiko doesn't care for you. If you died he would just buy another slave. And Mistress Kimiko, she just considers you a project."
"No, no... It can't be true… no…" I wanted to cover my ears, wanted to yell out or anything. But I couldn't. All I could do was listen to the man as he continued to speak. His words made my anger incomparable to any kind of anger I had ever felt. And though I hate myself for it, I found myself agreeing to everything he said.
"And what would your mother think?" He tutted. "She's probably rolling in her grave laughing at you. You're weak. You're nothing. No on cares for the likes of you. No one. It's all their faults that your life is ruined. Your fathers, your Masters, even your mother and Kimiko."
"Not Kimiko's…" I murmured. Tears had started streaming down my checks. I didn't want to cry. I couldn't cry. But this man. He was telling me things I never wished to hear. He was making me relive parts of my past I didn't want to relive. He was forcing me to remember.
"Oh, but it is he fault." He said, sounding quite pleased with him self. " It's more her fault then anyone else's. She did worse then anyone else. She fixed you, mended your heart which you thought would never be whole, only to break it again. She doesn't love you. She never will. You're just a project to her. Just a pawn."
"No…" I tried to protest, but it was a losing battle. His words made reality seem false. Like everything he said held truth. They were alluring me into his hold. And there was nothing I could do.
"Don't you feel it? The anger rising in you threatening to take over all your senses. Its marvelous." What scared me the most is that I did feel it. It was choking me in its hold. I fell to my knees trying to understand what was happening.
"So you do feel it." He mused. "Now release it." I tried to contain it, I swear I really did! But it was so overpowering. I just wanted it all to end.
I heard someone scream in agony, realizing it was my own voice making that noise. The wind whipped around me, the gust coming out of nowhere and beating against my body. After a few minutes my power ran out, my anger used. The wind calmed and I placed my hands on my folded knees trying to regain my breaths.
"W-w-what was t-that?" I managed to stutter out. The man was looking at me, not in surprise, but in desire and hunger. I've seen it in the eyes of many slave masters. They wish to own someone, and most of the time, they got what they wanted.
"Marvelous." He repeated. "The power of your anger, your pain, is amazing. If only I could harness it, use it to do my biding…" he was pondering to himself now and I was still trying to catch my breath.
"Who are you?" I wheezed out. He turned to me and smirked.
"Me, I'm your true master. Those other ones were nothing. I shall be the one to control you. You and your power. Just wait and see." And with that, he was gone. And I don't mean he walked away. He simply vanished into thin air. I know that sounds impossible, but it's true!
I was so tired. I wanted to sleep. Just sleep.
Tears threatened to spill from my eyes and I lifted my hand to brush them away. Why does this always happen to me! Why must my life have twist and turns and cruelty while others don't! I wanted to scream out but my anger had already been spent.
I was all alone in the white room, and though I had promised myself I would not cry, I realized this wasn't real life, no matter how real it felt. So I cried. And cried. And cried.
I cried away the memories, the hate, and the lies. I cried until there was nothing left to cry about. And then I lied down on the ground and closed my eyes, begging for unconsciousness.
And I was given it.
That was my dream. It kept haunting me. Over and over and over I dreamt it. And when I woke up, I would feel more confused, troubled, and most of all, weaker then I ever had. Three nights in a row I've had that horrid dream.
The first night was when I was still sick. I had remembered the nightmare when I woke up and I think that was why I was mean to Kimiko. All those lies were still swirling around my mind and though I was still physically weak, it was my emotions… no my anger, overcame me.
I wanted to take it back. To take back everything I said. But that man, that dark mysterious man, was confusing me. Every night he would whisper his lies, or what I at least hoped where lies, in my ear and tempt me into thinking his words were true.
I kept telling myself they weren't. They couldn't be.
Could they?
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