Chapter 25: Angel's Flight
Princess POV...
I looked down the window, knowing it was hard to survive if I tried to escape from here. But, there was no other way. Then, my door slowly opened. I startled, backing off to the wall. Nasht stood at the door as the guards blocked my only way. She stepped in and the door closed again.
"Hello sis-tar" she smirked. I quickly wiped my tears away. I could never let her think I was weak.
"Looks like we are back in time, aren't we?" she went on strolling towards me.
"The desperation...the anxiety..." she started to walk around me, eyeing me as I stood still listening to her bitter words "the pain..ohhh...the heartaches...isn't?"
"Leave me alone!" I yelled back.
"The depression...the guilt...the longing" she talked as her heels knocked the floor.
"Don't be mad sister, I'm just describing my feelings" She spoke now stopping in front of me.
"STOP IT!" I backed off to walk the other way when she grabbed my arm.
"I'm not like you, not like our father...I wanted to be like our mother, gentle, accepting, forgiving, caring...loving" she said sadly. I turned around shocked to hear honey in the voice that only spat poison.
"I don't want revenge" she said. My heart filled with guilt, pure white guilt. Things I done with her now stood in front of my conscious. Maybe, because I was to die soon. Maybe, it was time to repent.
"I-I'm-" I spoke but she interrupted.
"I'm leaving" She said.
"Where?" I asked, trying to understand the sadness in her voice. She turned her back on me, walking slowly away, almost swaying with joy.
"Away from here, to lands where my love awaits...where years ago he was banished" she talked.
"But, your place is here" I said.
"My place is in his heart, in his small town, with his sick mother...I want nothing from this kingdom, no money, no gold, no throne...they don't make me happy, nothing makes me happy..."she turned to me with gentle eyes, like how my mother used to look at me. The hatred for Nasht was unreasonable, her happiness was my jealousy. I disliked when she fell in love with Kamo from Southern borders. I was the one who let father know of their secret affair, I was the one behind his banishment, his punishment, their separation. She only disliked me because I look away the cause of life. She was after all, my only biological sister. My throat filled with bile, blocking my voice from escaping.
"Nasht..." I managed to say when she approached me again, handing me a key in my palm. The tears filled my eyes. I tried to stare back in her eyes, with a new perspective now.
"Save him before it's too late" she said.
"HUH?" I wittered.
"Consider it my first and last gift for you" she spoke calmly.
"But-I'm ..." I tried to speak the words once so forbidden for me, the truth that always resided in my heart.
"Forgive me.." I asked and she took my hand in hers. She smiled.
"I know, we still had our mother's blood running within us. This land took everything away from her. We-we don't belong here" She pulled me close and I hugged her, for the first time after Kamo's incident. It was magical, almost, like finally meeting with your eternal truth, like mixing in your own blood. It was as if I was back in my mother's arms, crying, not afraid to look weak anymore. I was lost for so long, day after day longing for true love or true concern. And, after ages, I was finally here, where I belonged, my home, with my sisters. She moved back with a happy face.
"Follow me" She held my hand, I felt I was crumpling inside, with the pressure of years falling down on me. I let her take me. She was here all along, with me, right be my side. I was so blind by jealousy. She opened the door letting the guards know that King ordered her to bring me along her. The guards simply bowed at us. We walked, hands in hands.
Tonight, I realized who that angel was, how many prisoners used to escape into thin air. It was a pattern of years, her secretly releasing innocent lives. How untreated lower class man were miraculously well. Tonight, her unknown powers struck me, deep inside. I felt I would die any moment in guilt.
We walked to the main corridor. She looked me in the eye with genuine concern. This was how she always looked at me, but tonight I learned to see it.
"Good Luck" she said and then started to walk away herself.
"Nasht...listen" I called her but she kept on moving away, step by step away from me, leaving me there after all those years.
I stood there until she disappeared. I turned to the large window behind me. Within few moments, I saw her walking in the front garden towards the main entrance, carrying a small bag. My heart started to sink as her figure started to faded, into smaller and smaller being, moving away from my sight. I saw her walk far from the mansion in the darkness of the night. How cruel were the ways of fate, the beautiful reunion ending so suddenly. She was gone, away from our lives. The sweet angel, the shadow of my mother truly left this mansion tonight. I, on the other hand, was nothing but a mere glimpse of father's betrayal.
I noticed how my tears were flowing down my face, like old dams were broken and there was nothing left to stop them now. The cold metal in my palm, the key to Spencer, another life that I ruined was awaiting me.
I was the sole soul for blame here, to destroy their team like this. I might have reached a point where there was no return. All life left in me was there to undo my spells, to unite them.
I started to run towards my father's private cell where the end of my destiny awaited me.
REID POV...
The blood in my arms pooled down to my body. They were numb, fully cold with no sensations. I, was hanged for a quiet a long time now, probably midnight. All this time, I was trying to simply concentrate on the book I was revising in my head, mentally flipping each page, reading it in my mind. There should be no other thought, of dying, of team dying, getting hanged in few hours.
It was too risky to think anymore, to let my mind wander off anywhere. I was going to lose myself any moment. So, I continued on reading the text, almost aloud. I was shivering, I was hurting but I was just reading, my last resort to rescue my mind.
The cell unlocked, and in the dim light I saw a dressed figure entering in. Princess. She looked disheveled, almost a new person.
"Spencer..." she looked at me, holding the bars separating us.
"It is the same upon the plane of morality. There is this in common between art and morality, that in both we have to do with creation and invention. We cannot decide a priori what it is that should be done..." I lightly mumbled on.
"Listen to me" she said, her voice cracking. She sounded so weak, unlike anything she ever was.
"Man makes himself; he is not found ready-made; he makes himself by the choice of his morality, and he cannot but choose a morality, such is the pressure of circumstances upon him..." I spoke to myself.
She quickly unlocked the cells and entered inside. She was crying, flowing tears. She touched my cheeks with her both hands, then my split lips.
"Oh..my..." she voiced, whimpering. She looked up to the chains holding me in place. I couldn't stop reading, I wouldn't be able to stop from panicking if I did. So, I closed my eyes, trying to read. I could feel her tugging at the chains, trying to break them open. I let her do her thing as I went on with mine.
I heard the door opening, with a bang, startling both of us. Few guards entered the room with loads of guns and the King stepping behind them.
"NOOOO...GET AWAY" Princess screamed in agony, grabbing my waist.
"Leave us alone...go...GO!" She started to panic as the men moved forward.
"FATHER, PLEASE!" She yelled now wrapping herself around me, almost hugging me as the men started pulling her away. The king stood and watched them treat his daughter like a prisoner. I was shocked, forgetting what I was reciting anymore, her screams, her pleas, her hands were all over me. The war ended when one of the guard lashed the metal rod hard on her head. Her arms relaxed around me as she fell limp in their hands. I couldn't control my tears anymore. One of the man then carried her away from the room. The King stepped forward and smirked at me. Where was I in the text? I started to feel lost, stumbling under his glare.
"There's only 3 hours left in dawn" He spoke with a deep hush. I never wanted to hear his words, trying to block my ears. He laughed a little watching me struggling. A loud bang then rocked the mansion, to its core. His face went from evil to scared within moments. He quickly left the room. Another bang and the it felt as it an earthquake was striking. I closed my eyes, scared of the sound, like thunders.
My head was been banged on by aches, by thoughts, by fears. I was breaking down, going insane. I let a loud scream, letting the world know I was helpless. I decided to keep on yelling, screaming until I die. I had enough, one month took me apart so easily. My throat ached while I cried so loud. I, was a mere human, bound and hopeless. I couldn't wait anymore to be tormented, to witness killing. NO. Stop. I shouldn't think. Another bang, louder than anything before, bigger than a thunder. I trembled feeling light headed. My voice ended, my scream silenced, no more power left.
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My throat must be bleeding. My wrists certainly were. They lowered me, off the hooks, carrying me over to hell. I was empty, all hollow from inside. They dropped me on the floor. In front, JJ and Rossi standing with their hands tied up. Another loud bang shook the mansion. What was happening?
I looked up, all done with tears. I was all dried inside, no water left to mourn their departure. The King stood beside me. One of the guards walked over to the King whispering in his ears. Times were not right to proceed with hanging, it sounded like.
"Reid!" Rossi called me. I chased his voice to his face. He wasn't crying, he was smiling at me.
"I treat you like my son, I always did. Reid, today I ask you only one thing-consider this an old man's death wish" he spoke, a painful hitch escaped from me. I shook my head.
"I'm to die but I want you to still live. I asking you to go home, to live on. I want you to live, understand" He said.
"No..."was all I could whisper back.
"Live for me, at least for me" Rossi begged me now. I shook my head feeling my ears bleeding now too.
"FIRE!" King shouted over him. And, gunshots filled the room, I shook with fear. The blood splattered everywhere, even on me. Rossi fell on the ground filled with bullets stealing his life away. My world had stopped. Yet again.
I shifted my gaze to the trembling JJ beside him, eyes clenched closed. My heart was being ripped violently from my chest, like I was amongst demons. She was next. I wanted to be blind, deaf, dumb and dead before it.
But, a bang rocked everything. The whole room destroyed within seconds, the walls falling downs. The chaos spread in the room as heavy pieces of cement and wood started to crumble down, taking away all guards. I quickly rose to my feet, panicking, running away. The King was quickly escorted out. Few more shots were fired but the room completely fell taking everything with it. I ran over to Rossi's body in the midst of turmoil. His old but wise, humoristic eyes were still glowing. Fresh tears burned my face as I closed his dead eyes. The parting suffocating me, I felt been pushed away, sliding off with another body when pieces of ceiling fell right where I was sitting before, burying Rossi's under it completely. I saw JJ panting near me, her hands still tied.
I wanted the earth to crush me so I sat still wanting to join Rossi. JJ rushed over to me, bleeding heavily, she shook me up.
"SPENCER...GET UP!" She yelled struggling with her bound self. The mother in her was still alive so for her child back home waiting, I stood up before the whole room shattered to its very core. I took her arm and jumped around the corner, injuring ourselves further. But, I kept on running with her in the process untying.
Another bang and more screams resulted, chaos everywhere, fire and blood flying around. Everyone running for their own lives. I took JJ's hand and rushed away, pushing the senseless crowd panicking. There was no time left to say goodbye to our loved one, to our dear one.
Please review...Do you think the characters are showing the right feelings or not? I am trying my best to represent their struggle both physically and mentally. Thanks again