A/N I completely rushed through this chapter in a matter of an hour and a half. Its not as detailed as i'd like but this story needs to start moving again. Thank you for all reviews. :) Enjoy.
Part 2
The sound of her ragged breathing was the only sound that could be heard amongst the trees. A full moon hung high against the starless sky casting streaks of white light through the leaves above. Cold sweat clung to her skin, thoroughly soaking her clothes. Fear was coursing through her veins, twisting her insides with its cold fingers. He was coming for her and this time he was going to kill her. She raced through the dark maze of trees ahead never once daring to look back. She needed to find somewhere to hide, somewhere he could never find her. She scanned over her surroundings as she ran hoping to come across some place to hide, but all she could make out were the endless outline of trees. A wave of hopelessness washed through her body, tightening her chest with an unspoken sob. He was going to catch her any moment now, no matter how fast she ran. She could already feel her legs growing tired, and with each intake of breath a sharp pain raced through her lower abdomen.
No, she couldn't let it end like this, not after she'd gotten this far. With a sense of fresh determination she widened her pace, ignoring the pain that coursed through her legs and stomach. The dark outline of trees rushed past her in a shadowy blur. Her new sense of determination didn't take long to waver. The seconds stretched on into minutes and soon she found herself stumbling slightly in her weariness. She felt like a helpless animal being taunted and preyed upon by some ruthless, horrible creature. Though she couldn't see him she knew he was out there. With her legs not being able to take her much further she slowed her pace until her palms came to rest on the trunk of a tree. It was almost impossible to listen for any sounds of disturbance over her own hoarse uneven breathing. Absently she wiped the sweat of her palms over the trousers she was wearing. Her hands were shaking so badly it felt uncomfortable voluntarily moving her fingers against the cloth.
To her utter horror a boy's laughter suddenly rang through the air coming from right behind her. Squeezing her eyes shut, tears streaked down her cheek.
"Are we done playing cat and mouse now?"
Gathering what courage she had left, she slowly turned around to face her pursuer. First she found herself only staring into the empty heavily shadowed clearings between the trees, but then a boy stepped out from behind one of them, revealing himself under the moons light. Her eyes widened in sheer panic. She couldn't face him again, not like this. His steely eyes watched her hungrily from beneath a bushy mane of blonde hair.
"Don't worry I'm done playing your little games sis. This time I'll make it fast."
Crouching down she cowered in the shadows. Pressing her backside against the tree she sobbed into her hands. How had it come to this? Her body trembled with each new wave of tears that flowed down her pale cheeks. Her own flesh and blood, the person she loved most in this world had become a monster. She was crying so hard now she didn't hear him approach her. A cold hand crushed her shoulder in its grip and pushed her to the floor. She winced in pain but made no move to fight back. Curling up into the fetal position she threw her arms over her head.
Letting out a growl of irritation he grabbed her arm, digging his nails deep into her skin. She didn't fight him when he pulled her arm away from her face and lunged down for her neck. His sharp teeth easily broke the skin making her cringe further into herself. And then it came, a familiar burning pain began pulsing through her body. The pain was so unbearable she squeezed her eyes tight and began screaming.
"Aaaahhh-"
Choking on her own scream her eyes shot open.
"Shhh it was only a dream."
A man hushed to her in a gentle voice. She made to crane her head in the direction of the voice but a stinging pain enveloped her neck and shoulders. Quickly she gave up that minor task and stared straight up. Everything was pitch black but she could feel that she was lying in a small bed and covered in blankets.
"Oh I'll get the light, I forgot you humans can't see much in the dark."
The bed suddenly shifted with the release of someone's weight. She listened to the sound of soft footsteps move away from the bed, a flicker and then an orange light illuminated the room with a soft glow. The man moved back towards her and took his place next to her on the bed. Very slowly she turned her head towards him. Her neck ached and stung in protest but she managed to turn her head enough to look straight at him. A man with unkempt black hair and dark honey eyes stared back at her with a weak smile to soften his features. His face looked gaunt and his skin an unhealthy milky shade. Messy bangs framed his face allowing the light to cast some shadow over his face.
"You must be feeling exhausted. How does your neck feel?"
Her throat burned when she swallowed causing her to wince. Her glands felt swollen like she was just waking up with the flu. Parting her lips she croaked, "Waater…"
His eyebrows raised in confusion before a look of realization hit him.
"Oh yes, you must be parched."
He swiftly moved from the bed across the room once again. This time she didn't fail to notice the large black wings that protruded from his back. Her eyes widened in fear. Stiffly she pushed herself up with her hands. He must have sensed her movement because he spun around right when she had barely sat up. Her eyes wild with fear, she backed away pushing herself against the wall.
"S-s-stay away from me!"
Once again he looked confused by her response but this time said nothing. He stood where he was still as a statue, watching her with concern apparent on his face.
"W-who are you? Where is this place?"
Her voice came out as a disgruntled croak very much unlike her normal voice. Her heart was racing inside her chest. She'd seen those wings before.
Without moving he watched her carefully as she cowered in the corner of the bed. Finally after a few seconds of silence he took a small step forward and spoke in a cool voice.
"My name is Ganon. I had no place to take you so I brought you here. We're in a cabin northeast of where you were attacked."
Silence followed his sentence filling the room with an uncomfortable atmosphere. She stared at him in disbelief, racking her brain for the memories of how she got here. Very swiftly it all started coming back to her. The tall contorted tree looming over her, Gabriel chasing her down, the way he chewed off the flesh of her hand, the voice inside her head. It all seemed like some hellish nightmare coming back to haunt her. She stared down at her lap trying to organize the numerous trains of thought running through her mind. The hand that Gabriel had bitten was now curled in her lap bandaged in a beige cloth, a deep brown blood stain bleeding through.
"You don't need to be scared anymore. I killed that disgusting creature that attacked you."
He forced out the last sentence like the words tasted vile on his tongue.
"You were very fortunate, I was able to get to you just in time to stop the venom from taking you. A few more minutes and your condition would have been irreversible."
She stared up at him, only one sentence registering through her mind.
'I killed that disgusting creature that attacked you.'
Tears of fear glimmered in her eyes but they didn't fall. She hoped beyond hope that he didn't mean Gabriel when he said that.
"You…you killed him?... The small boy that was chasing me?"
Deep down she already knew the answer but denial swelled like a leech inside her mind. The man offered a relieved smile that didn't quite meet his eyes.
"Yes, there's no need to be afraid anymore, he's gone forever."
It was like he couldn't have spoken a better phrase that would crush her soul like he just did now. A wave of fiery, sorrow, grief, and exhaustion all rolled through her body causing her to tremble with an over haul of emotions. The tears that had been waiting there now flowed freely from her wide eyes. He was gone. Her baby brother was gone forever, murdered. Murdered by the man standing only a few feet from her. All reasonable thoughts raced from her mind leaving her filled with blind rage.
Squeezing her hands in a tight fist she whispered more to herself then at him.
"You monster."
The skin on her wounded hand stretched, beginning to throb with a stinging pain. The blood stain began to turn a deep red again as the open wound began to bleed freely.
She heard the man take a few steps forward but he kept his distance.
"You're causing your wound to open again. Was it wrong that I saved you from that half demon?"
"Half demon…"
Without another thought but the pure hatred coursing through her mind, she sprang from the bed. Her voice resounded through the room, a crazed high pitched shrill as she screamed in fury. She was on him within half a second. Putting as much force behind her punches as she could muster, she slammed his face and chest continually with her fists.
"YOU DEMON! HOW COULD YOU? YOU LOATHSOME- HOW, WHY, I HATE YOU!"
Her eyes were so blurred with tears she couldn't see the man's reaction, but before she could take another swing at his face his hand wrapped around her upper arm and he threw across the room. Her backside hit edge of a small end table sending it careening to the floor with a loud bang. Quickly recovering she struggled to push herself up. He moved faster then any man should be capable of. Suddenly upon her he grabbed her by the neck and lifted her against the wall. She struggled to breathe, kicking her feet against the wooden wall. She fought to unhinge his fingers from around her neck but they didn't budge.
It was like déjà vu being held up by the neck staring into the deep black eyes of this black winged man. Only this time instead of long silver hair he had black hair.
All signs of exhaustion had abandoned him leaving his face lined with anger.
"How dare you attack me. After I saved your life!"
A throaty snarl ended that sentence before he spoke again.
"You must be insane, or just really want me to kill you."
Her breath came out in uneven wheezing as she struggled to breathe underneath his grip.
"I should kill you right now for what you just did."
Pressing the soles of her feet against the wall she tried to lift herself up from his grip so she could have more room for air. Fearing for her life she managed to say the one thing that might save her in this situation.
"Dhhelvayy…"
She could barely speak in an audible whisper.
"What did you say!"
That name seemed to catch his attention because he loosened his grip only slightly.
"Dhhelavy."
She watched him furrow his brow in a clashing of obvious curiosity and anger. Slowly he lowered her to the ground so her tip toes were now grazing the floor.
"What about Delvay?"
Taking in a large breath she relaxed her grip around his fingers a little bit. Closing her eyes she reached into her mind to remember the words that could save her.
"Spit it out human!"
Her eyes shot open to stare into the man's angry face again.
"She um, she told me to give Belvair a message."
It happened so fast that she didn't register what had happened until she'd limply fallen to the floor onto her hands and knees. He backed away giving her room to breath evenly. She stared at his worn black boots not wanting to look up into those black eyes again.
"What was the message?"
Barely pulling her head up so she could see past his knees, she examined the room looking for a door or a window she could escape through. It was no surprise to find a closed door on the opposite side of the room. Luck was something she had never had on her side.
"She told me that their is a weapon that has come into existence…and that I'm the only one who can choose who will use it."
He slowly paced in front of her, most likely looking down at her by the sound of his voice.
"Is that so… What kind of weapon?"
"I…I don't know, she didn't say."
"Of course she didn't!" He spat.
"That's just like her. She loves to keep everyone in the dark, guessing until its to late to turn back."
He stopped his pacing his voice becoming distant.
"But what's worse that could happen to me, I'm already in hell. Except Kaile…"
His voice drifted off as if he was lost in thought. She didn't dare interrupt him afraid he would remember that he was just in the middle of deciding to kill her. The seconds passed in silence, her staring down at the floor between her hands. The bandage's original color was no longer apparent, her whole hand soaked in fresh blood.
"Fine if that's how she wants to play, then I'll play. I've just woken up from a long sleep and I'm sure everyone must be missing me."
His voice was no longer gentle or furious but filled with a vengeful amusement.
"You can stand up now. I've decided to forgive you for attacking me. But try something like that again and I won't hesitate to kill you."
Swallowing the forming lump in her throat she weakly pushed herself up. The pain in her neck and shoulders was painfully throbbing again now that the last of her adrenaline had diminished. She found that she had to lean against the wall for support, her legs and arms shaking. Her body had taken such a beating these last few days that she just wanted to sleep again. Forget that her life was now a living hell.
Wearily she watched him pace around the room. He seemed like he was deep in thought. Pushing all her thoughts away she limped over to the bed and layed down on her back. She was to tired to handle anything more.
