Tears O f Hope
Chapter 15:
Akina's Notes: Gomen ne minna for not getting this out sooner. I have been so busy lately that it's not even funny. I went on Vacation then the day after I got back, I had to go to band camp (yes, I am in the school marching band), which has taken up all of my free time the past two weeks. And, now school has started. Thank You to everyone who reviewed, I really appreciate it! Well, thanks for being patient! On with the story
Usagi awoke to a number of aches and pains in her body. She groaned involuntarily and opened her left eye slightly. All around her she could see a sort of hazy fog. She opened her eyes a bit more to taken in the full view. Usagi drew in a short breath as she recognized that she was at the Time Gate. Craning her neck she saw the shattered remains of the once majestic door that Pluto had guarded. Yes, this was the very place that she had traveled to the future from only it was so different. Instead of a foggy blue tinted mist, everything had gotten hazy and denser looking, even gloomy. Yoma walked about in masses, all of them had sullen looks on their faces. The few that seemed to have any energy at all were fighting each other or ordering the weaker around. 'What horrible creature could cause even the yoma to look like this?'
Usagi tried to sit up to get a better view of her hellish surroundings, but before she even lifted her shoulders of the ground, a screaming pain that ran rampant throughout her body greeted her. After a second attempt with no better outcome, she decided to lie still. She heard a groan from behind her. Usagi tried as best she could to see who it was, but with searing pain ripping through her body every time she tried to move too much, it wasn't possible to even catch a glimpse of whomever, or whatever, was making the faint sound behind her was.
A pompous face popped into Usagi's line of vision. A face she recognized as her captor. She narrowed her eyes as the ghostly man continued to make his way to where she lay on the cloudlike ground. "Well, looks like our other guest has finally decide to wake up and grace us with her presence," came his sniveling voice.
Usagi glared at him and clenched her teeth, hoping to look more threatening then she felt. Her attempt must have failed utterly since the yoma smirked at her. "Well, I guess you'll be wanting to meet the mistress, then." His voice was amused and sickeningly drippy. "She has after all, been wanting to meet you the most." With a wave of his hand, Usagi was up off the ground and trailing after the yoma's retreating form. Usagi's heart began to beat more quickly as she neared the destination point. Never has she felt so helpless. So many times had she met up with yoma, but none of them had managed to keep her in such a helpless state for so long. An involuntary sob escaped her lips as her fear rose.
Finally, after what seemed like forever of aimless floating, Usagi came to a halt before a large throne-like chair. It seemed to be carved out of the same cloudlike substance that made up the ground. She could make a shrunken figure in the great chair, but that was all she saw, a figure. Abruptly, the yoma minion stopped and whatever force that seemed to have been pulling Usagi followed suit. Something in the air made her blood run cold.
"Hello, my pet. So glad to see you could join us." The grating sound of the voice of the dark figure gave Usagi goose bumps. It was like listening to nails on a chalkboard. "You're the last of your little group to arrive at my, shall we say, counsel."
Puzzled, Usagi looked around her to try to catch a glimpse of her friends. She couldn't find a face she recognized. With a look of utter confusion on her face, Usagi said, "I don't understand."
"Oh, but you should. I had hoped you might recognize them, but I guess not. Not even you can't even find your dear prince."
This statement only managed to confuse poor Usagi more. Looking around, she found that she now had free range of motion. Seeing no friendly face Usagi looked around again. Her eyes landed on the yoma minion. Black hair, dark eyes. Usagi tried to picture what this man once might have looked like. With skin that was still alive and healthy and if his check bones where no longer sunken in, he might have looked like someone. With radiant midnight eyes still alive with light, he might have looked like, "Mamo-chan?" Usagi's voice was barely above a whisper, but the figure had heard it. The male yoma turned to face Usagi, a look that might have been interpreted as pain crossed his face, but only for a moment. Usagi wasn't even sure she had seen it. "No, no, no. It can't be! How did he get like this? What did you do to him you bitch?!" By the time she was finished, Usagi have rivers of tears flowing down her face and her voice had gone hoarse with her rampant emotions. Painful sobs racked her body.
"Now, now my pet. No need to get upset. You'll only make it more difficult. I only helped him."
Usagi glared at the shrouded woman. "Helped him? Helped him?! You killed him! How can you call that helping him? You destroyed his life, his destiny! And you say you helped him." Usagi laughed bitterly. "You are more demented then this world you have created."
A set of what appeared to be eyes flashed an angry red. The color quickly subsided tough, and the voice, which would have been calming had it not been a murderer, resumed speaking. "It is not I who be demented, but the humans you so much love. They believe that love can bring them all that they have wanted. But, tell me, how can something so fickle bring them so much happiness. No, it really only buys them pain, suffering. Only a select few ever feel true happiness. The only thing that can make anyone truly happy is power. Burn those who would burn you before they have a chance."
"What about the people who are powerless, just leave them out to die? They have no worth at…"
"Their lives are frivolous. If they are not powerful enough to defend themselves, the do not need to live."
"How can you forsake them? They probably never even did anything to you."
"ENOUGH!" Again, Usagi saw a set of red burning orbs. "I will no longer play these games with you. I offer you a choice, Join me and become a member of my army, or die trying to resist my temptations."
"You can offer me no temptations. Your army has no appeal to me."
"Very well then. You, my pet, have just spoken your words of doom."
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A.N.: I know, it's short. I've been really busy with school and marching band, and I wanted to get something out for you all. Besides, I haven't really decided where I want to go from there. Well, Please review! I always love reading what people have to say! Thanks!