She was in their bathroom; the water running, filling the tub up. She was getting ready to take a nice warm bath. She took off her robe and stepped in. The water felt good against her flesh. She lied down and rested her head. Looking up at the bathroom mirror she saw her reflection.
She was standing there in the bathroom, looking at the mirror. She was about to take off her robe when she saw something strange in the reflection. There was someone in the bath that she was getting ready for herself. She turned around and saw that it was her lying on the bath water. Only it was not her. It had those dead eyes; smiling at her.
The mirror broke; she got out of the room and ran. She ran towards the stairs and saw Hayate standing there below. Hayate. She called out. But he did not answer. He just stared at her intently. She looked in his beautiful eyes and was entranced by them. Lost in them. So lost. She had to find a way out. She couldn't breath. There was so air there, just water.
A tear dropped. It was Marie's. She flowed with the tear and escaped Hayate's gaze, back into the tub. Marie was standing over her. Crying. Why was she crying? Marie, why are you crying?
She didn't get an answer. She didn't need them. She could see in the dark mirror in Marie's eyes.
Blood.
She was floating in it; in Marie's eyes, and stared back into her own.
Cold dead eyes.
She woke up; slowly opening her lids. Water rushed into them. She closed them again and readjusted. She opened them again and could see she was in a lab of some sort. Her entire body felt wet. She realized she was nude, floating in something liquid inside a glass container. An oxygen mask covered the lower part of her face, allowing her to breath. She looked around the room once again. Hayate was there too.
author's note: If the plot is getting stranger and more disjointed with each successive chapter, it's because I'm making this stuff up as I go along. I have no idea where this story is heading. Hell, if I wanted to I could make this story go on forever.
::laughs maniacally:: (oh the torture). Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
Anyway, please read and review. Flames are welcomed as I feed on hatred.
She was standing there in the bathroom, looking at the mirror. She was about to take off her robe when she saw something strange in the reflection. There was someone in the bath that she was getting ready for herself. She turned around and saw that it was her lying on the bath water. Only it was not her. It had those dead eyes; smiling at her.
The mirror broke; she got out of the room and ran. She ran towards the stairs and saw Hayate standing there below. Hayate. She called out. But he did not answer. He just stared at her intently. She looked in his beautiful eyes and was entranced by them. Lost in them. So lost. She had to find a way out. She couldn't breath. There was so air there, just water.
A tear dropped. It was Marie's. She flowed with the tear and escaped Hayate's gaze, back into the tub. Marie was standing over her. Crying. Why was she crying? Marie, why are you crying?
She didn't get an answer. She didn't need them. She could see in the dark mirror in Marie's eyes.
Blood.
She was floating in it; in Marie's eyes, and stared back into her own.
Cold dead eyes.
She woke up; slowly opening her lids. Water rushed into them. She closed them again and readjusted. She opened them again and could see she was in a lab of some sort. Her entire body felt wet. She realized she was nude, floating in something liquid inside a glass container. An oxygen mask covered the lower part of her face, allowing her to breath. She looked around the room once again. Hayate was there too.
author's note: If the plot is getting stranger and more disjointed with each successive chapter, it's because I'm making this stuff up as I go along. I have no idea where this story is heading. Hell, if I wanted to I could make this story go on forever.
::laughs maniacally:: (oh the torture). Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
Anyway, please read and review. Flames are welcomed as I feed on hatred.