((Wow, it's been a long time since I have time to write anything, so I hope this comes out okay.))
POV's Snake
I could feel it … a shiver of terror from our host, and I couldn't help smirking with satisfaction. Everything was going according to plan, the funeral that was staged by the Holy Woman from Hell … was reaching it's conclusion as she once more stood up at the end of the music. Her voice …as light as a cloud, as delicate as a flower, and with a touch of darkness that gave it a power that seem to be able to touch the heart of millions. Most people would have attitibute that ability in her words to the purity of her soul, but I knew better for whom better to recognize a snake than another snake. Her words were made to hold just enough truth so as not to lie, but to leave out enough that none of her words could be trusted.
"Fork Tongued …." I hiss to myself lightly … as she discussed the current reincarnation of the destruction God's life.
It really was a joke to listen to considering the fact that it was her aim to really put an end to it, and that she was speaking highly of the creature that she thought should be slowly tortured before being allowed to go to death. It was even funnier, because of the fact that the reincarnation was slowly catching on to what was happening … as his eyes goes wide at the fact that he was at a funeral. Yup, he is slow witted and it would take a little longer before he realizes who …as he turns to look at the casket in the middle of the room, and put a hand to his face as though somehow … he can hide from it. My tongue flicks out slowly … I was getting closer now to my goal as the reincarnation seem to tune out the majority of the speech as he concentrates on the coffin. Fear welling up inside of him … as he tries his best to see the words, and as the faces of his friends flash in his mind.
He was afraid that one of them was in the casket.
A snicker escapes me as his eyes start to search the crowd, and as his heart races with the excitement of it all. He had no clue what was going on as he goes to the side of the area, and actually jumps down to the floor … rather awkwardly as he stumbles and almost falls into his father. Only luck and a slight movement of my coils keep him from hitting him as he lands at the man's feet.
That man, he was just one more creature that I found to be doubled sided. When our host was young … he pretty much left him in charge of the entire house hold, and than that man once our host left his nest has the nerve to call him irresponsible. Irresponsible, I could remember how many times our reincarnation had to bring blankets down to the big oaf after he had fallen asleep on the floor in a drunken stupor. I could remember the times … his hatch mate had cried in his sleep for his mother, and our host had to go and comfort him. I could remember him … as being the one to get everyone outside and away from Zaha the night that he discovered the true purpose of our host, and wished to set him free. Oh how … I wished he had been stronger than, and that we had more control over him that night, because … I would have eagerly had allowed the change. Then … killed him, and with all the others too young to do anything about it … we could have achieve our destiny that night. Yet, it was not meant to be, and destiny has a funny way of throwing such facts in ones face … as the moment that I had wished for finally happen, but with those hatchling of age it quickly came to a swift ending as our host fought us. He fought us to keep us under lock and key, and it burned me when it seem that that by itself was enough … to help them turn him back, because during all that time between Zaha first attempt … our host had develop a much stronger bond with his friends. He would not easily let us have our freedom and our goal now, but that didn't matter … I had experiences this problem many times in the past. I would break him, and then … he would willingly destroy this world.
I felt my fangs twitch with excitement of that moment …, but then I remind myself … I had to work on the problem on hand first before … I start celebrating the end result of it all.
I turned my focus back to those of my host as he looks upwards at his father. A tear seem to have streaked his face, and there was a hard look on his face. The fear deepens then to almost outright panic as he then looks back at the winged one to see she too is in tears, and his mind continues to dance between those of his friends and those of his Big Mama. Then a flash … of insight seem to come to me … as strings in his heart tights painfully … our host was in fear about their fate. He is assured that … it has to be one of them, and I could feel his heart breaking. The host is hurting inside thinking that one of his friends had been killed, and then … the doubt starts to pour in. For he never was told why Big Mama was so intent on killing him … the fact that he has the Destruction God inside of him, and the idea that she had known about it all his life without trying to move on him … came to the forefront of his thinking. He is starting to feel that maybe … he might have done something to warrant it.
Humph, rubbish, but then again … that was the weakness of the human heart that constantly seems to be filled with so many inconsistencies. It was one of the many flaws of this world that I would soon have the pleasure of getting rid of.
Then something caught our host's ear, and finally understanding dawns on him … as he felt something in the pit of his stomach drop. She had said his name …. She had finally decided to say his name as she came to the closing part of her speech. Oh how I wished I was free right now … so I could celebrate this moment as I hiss in pleasure. I could feel it … the shock, the fear, the betrayal, and finally the depression as he starts to realized that he could never go back to the life he had once enjoyed. Yes, I was making the right choice … while all the others waited for our weaken form to finally break down, and call us of his own free will … I was making it a point to speed things up a bit. Besides, tonight was going to yield the most power to us, and it seemed a waste to just sleep through it.
A boarder smile … came on my face. I could feel the first parts of his barriers drop down … I could feel him cracking as he thought about the fact that to everyone he was dead. That Big Mama would go so far to get rid of him as to hurt everyone that he loved and knew, and it was then that he really started to look around. He started to really recognize varies people and faces that he had encountered in his past, and the reality of his situation slowly starts to sink in. He could never go back … no matter what happens now … he could never go back to the way that things were, and though … he kind of knew this to hear ones own name spoken out as being deceased, and to look at ones own coffin really brought it to new depths in ones mind.
Then a bit of movement in the corner of his eye made him turn around as we both watched two Haz Knights make a slow decent down the stairs side by side. In their hands were two roses … one black & one red one and I could hear him say under his breath.
"Not yet, please … don't do that yet," and I knew … now was the time... now was when he would surrender himself to his fate, and in a matter of moments … I would be free to end the existences of this world.
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Sunny nights & starry days
None of these things exist you
say
Answers that seem to be an impossibility
Kind
of like my reality
Eventually it will be one and the same,
when I escape
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Once Éclair had turned around … Gateau couldn't help but smile. She was his sister there was no doubt, and no matter what happen she would try to tough it out. Yet, considering how things were turning out there was no promises … that that would be enough. Once what Big Mama has done … became public knowledge … he could imagine the chaos, and suddenly their plan of action no longer seem like such a good idea. What would they gain from it all and what would they lose? He would destroy his life once more … with this move, and take nearly everyone in this room with him. It was not a good thought, but he had no plan of wavering … Big Mama had crossed the point of no return, and it was time to show her the folly of her actions.
The time to act was now … as the Haz Knights descended with roses held out on golden platter. A offering to the soul … a show of how much he was valued as a friend & warrior and at the same time … an utter insult to those whom knew better. Gateau swallow hard … as for one moment … he actually thought about what they were about to do next. Where would they go from here? How would it affect … their lives …the trust between Hunter and Big Mama? What they were about to expose …would go far beyond anything that they could control or hope to change, but yet … in the end things have always worked out before. Or at least, that was the way that things had ended when Carrot had been with them, but yet, with the youth gone … there was no promises that they would be as lucky. Though, in the end … what choices did they have … to let Carrot's murder or disappearances go without challenge just so that they could stay in a sheltered world. That was no way for them to act, and besides Marron and the Misu Sisters generally lost all reasoning when it came to Carrot. This meant that either they would attack as a group, or do it as individuals, but either way … this funeral would not end anything.
Then he heard it … a crack of a whip, and without having to look … he knew that they had transformed as Tira was actually the first to jump from the top of the stairs to where the coffin lay in the middle of the room. It was a good … 10 foot drop, but she landed as though … she had just done a quick hop. Following him was both Marron & Chocolat, and as my sister whirled around to face me with questions in her eyes … I gave her one soft smile before rushing though the crowd to join them.
Was this the right path? Carrot is gone in our lives, but if we allowed his murderer to get away with it … if we did nothing and Carrot is still alive, but is killed afterwards … could we possible live with ourselves?
I don't know, but I can say this much …no matter what happens … I do not want any regrets.
TO BE CONTINUED
((Well, this is it … the next chapter will be the end! I want to thank everyone whom managed to make it this far, and I am sorry about the extended wait. Though … I hope the ending will be worth it.))
