Woo! The big one-oh, lets throw a party! Naw, I'm too lazy... Anyways, I revised chapter one and all I have to say is OH… MY… GOD!! Did I really suck that much at writing when first I started? I mean, OH MAH GOD!! I had to revise and reread it several times just to make it look like a five-year-old wrote it. No wonder I had 950 hits on chapter one and only have 300 make it to chapter two. I have 2300 total hits so far. Good thing it's a hundred times improved now and I feel so much better. So now I have to go thru the horror of revising Chapter two! D: So wish me luck.
Chapter 10: This is my KURSE
His vision was again blurry, he had difficulty staying awake, and he had a massive headache but Fox continued searching in his Arwing despite his concussion. He had been searching hours on end, thriving on only his instincts and his love for Krystal. Fox knew that she still hated his guts but he didn't care he only wanted to see her one last time.
Katina had quite a view from the orbit, with blue colors of the O-zone and vibrant dusty colors from the planet itself, but of course Fox did not even notice these hues for the focus for his love were too great. He was entering the forth hour of searching and he was still holding strong. The words 'give up' hadn't even entered his brain at all. He continued flying aimlessly with the help of his radar.
The fifth hour had passed; Fox already fell asleep at the controls and nearly crashed into an asteroid. The sixth hour passed, he felt fatigued from being in the Arwing for so long and his will to stay awake was wearing thin. And his head, he never felt such pain for this long period of time, also the fact that he had to go through so many G-forces made it worse.
At the end seventh hour, it finally happened. A stray unregistered star fighter had been spotted by the radar. Fox felt like he could cry, but now wasn't the time to cry, he had to follow it. Radio contact was off, he couldn't be sure it was really Krystal since it was an unregistered fighter, but his instincts were screaming it was her.
He flew after the Unidentified flying object through space and into the atmosphere. The front of the Arwing blazed to life from the O-zone entry, shooting a scheme of reds. The side the planet of which they entered was night time. The whole sky was pitch black, not even the stars where spared.
The ship disappeared into a canyon that had hundreds of large, tall individual rocks which only mere meters apart from each other. If it wasn't for the cockpit's night vision visor and the Arwing headlights, he would have crashed already. The fox shouldn't be flying in such an obstacle filled area with his blindness, but he didn't care. He stopped caring years ago.
Fox swiftly dodged his ship from each upcoming rock left and right, narrowly scratching the Arwing every turn. He lost a wing unknowing there was a bolder in his course, the alarms rang. Fox didn't become aware of these alerts, but the noises did make his headache worse.
Fox didn't know whether to pull up or continue onward, until he saw a figure standing on a shorter, but still tall, rock. It had a feminine and a sight of blue when the light is shown on it. "Krystal…" Fox said to himself. He circled it a few times to keep a steady landing on the large platformed boulder.
The vulpine jumped out onto the ground of the platform. It was very dark indeed; still the Arwings lights were the only light source in miles. It was also raining lightly. Kursed stood still at the edge, with her back turned to Fox, of the cliff perfectly with her arms perfectly crossed; it was as if she was sleeping while standing up.
"You would really be foolish enough to look for me?" She said with her back still facing him.
"Krystal, stop playing games with me. I wanted to apologize to you."
"So you know. Don't you know I didn't accept your first apology, what makes this one so different?"
"Because I mean it this time, Krystal."
She turned around, "I told you, my name is not KRYSTAL my name is KURSED! I'm KURSED!"
"Stop lying to yourself, you're just trying to hide yourself from your feelings, pretending to be someone your not. That won't get you anywhere."
"Shut the hell up! This IS the real me! The new improved Krystal, KURSED!"
"No its not! You wouldn't kill for pleasure, you wouldn't throw others into torture and darkness, heck, and this is the first time I've ever seen you cuss!"
"Krystal wouldn't do that, but hell I sure would."
"Quit lying to yourself Krystal."
She attempted to shoot him with her hand blaster, "Stop calling me that you bastard!" She narrowly missed him by a hair.
Fox still stood a courageous stance "I won't call you by a lie."
She slowly walked towards the vulpine and slapped him, "My name is Kursed. SAY IT!"
"No."
Kursed punched him as hard as he could making Fox fly a few away. She continued her way towards him, "Say it!" Fox just nodded in refusal. She started beating him. Fox put his arms up to defend himself and attempted to get on his feet but was thwarted by a swift kick in the side. He couldn't take in another beating and he couldn't fight back but yet punch after punch she socked him to the ground. When he was down,the unfeeling vixen grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and dragged him to the cliff. "Any last words?"
"I love you. Ever since the first day I met you, I love you. Don't ever forget that." He looked up and found Kursed staring into space. She hesitates at Fox's answer. "I'm sorry Krystal… I so truly am…"
In a blunt move, Kursed bashed him in the back of the head. Everything went black.
Kursed dropped to the ground into a fetal position. Tears sauntered down her blue face; she despised the hating monster she had become. She looked down into a nearby puddle, how she had changed. Kursed didn't even realize how her hatred had physically changed her.The most notable change was how her eyes have darkened, not from lack of sleep, but been scoured by the evil she had developed.
She took a piece of paper and a pen from her pocket and scribbled down some writing on the paper. She put it softly on the palm of Fox's hand along with another item. "I love you too, Fox. I just don't know myself anymore. I'm just not the same vixen you knew once…"
Fox's eyes spitted open, he felt like he just came out of another car crash. The sky read it was the crack of dawn, Fox thought it felt that way. He tried to get up, but failed from an intense pain in the side of his chest. "Did she break another rib?" Fox said out loud. He saw a piece of paper fallen out of his hand. He knew it was Krystal's. Was it a poem? Was it a letter? Possibly a song? Either way, it was meant for him.
I watched you walk away
Hopeless, with nothing to say
I strain my eyes
Hoping to see you again
This is my curse
There is love burning to find you
Will you wait for me?
Will you be there?
Your silence haunts me
But I still hunger for you
This is my KURSE
There is love burning to find you
Will you wait for me?
And still I want
And still I ache
But still I wait
To see you again
Dying, inside, these walls
And I see your face in these tears
In these tears
And I see your face...
There is love
The word 'Kurse' was bolded, standing out from all the other words. With the paper there was a small disk that came with it that was labeled, 'Read Immediately!' The information the team needed was in that disk.
A tear fell out of vulpine's eye, another one, another one. It was everything Fox wanted and more. He never felt this happy since he met Krystal after the Sauria mission. He'd thought he would never see something like this from her again. He sensed forgiveness in this poem, he felt passion from the paper, but most of all, he saw the return of love in her work.
Fox cried, he cried for a long time, from both tears of joy and tears of regret. Crying wasn't something Fox liked to do, being a guy. The most that would come out would be that sole tear, he had not cried like this now since his had father passed away.
After a moment of time, he wiped up his tears from his soaked face and he got up on his feet a second time. The vulpine stumbled to the space craft and leaned into the cockpit. He turned on the radio which was off the whole time and spoke into it.
"Hey, I'm heading back."
Okay here is SOME romance for you certain peoples, not what you expected, huh? I'm trying to keep Krystal/Kursed as evil as possible so don't expect any kissy, kissy. At least not for a while. That poem you saw were the lyrics to Killswich Engage's song My Curse. This song inspired this chapter so I thought I'd give them a camo. I want to stress the sadness and darkness she is going through so that's why I'm post phoning the love; also I want to keep realism. You can't have years of depression disappear just by a single kiss, amirite?