In our Tears
A/N: Ransii, as you might've guessed, is our friendly little psychopathic pyro, or Ryo as the case may be *wink*. Hmm… and can you guess who the friendly thief is?
"Burn! Burn!" Ransii chanted, mesmerized by the flames. "Upwards; onwards, burning endless flames!!"
"Ransii!" Kenido's voice interrupted the pyro's chant. He'd been trying to get the young man's attention for thirty minutes now.
Unhearing, Ransii continued, "Sear the soul, and burn through time. Fire higher, higher!" his eyes watched the dwindling flames. "Mine," he whispered possessively.
"RANSII!!" Kenido screamed, trying to be heard. The room filled suddenly with people ready to protect their leader from whatever he was screaming about. "Go back to our lives, friends, nothing is wrong..." The room dispersed and he glanced at the black haired young man in front of him. "May I have her?"
Ransii held the bejeweled vase close to his chest, staring at his leader, uncertain. "She is mine now!" he said softly, clinging to Alandra's burned remains.
"She is dead and cremated, give me her urn," Kenido calmly stated, hand outstretched to take the precious container. The only he had left to remember her, and he was going to keep it.
Thus commanded, Ransii reluctantly handed over the silver urn. "She was mine…" he whispered, staring at the vessel remorsefully. "I loved her…"
"Only as the object that gave you flame," Kenido reminded him softly. It hurt to be standing there, talking about his daughter like naught more than ash. The stench in the room almost overwhelmed his senses, making him feel quite ill. The stink of burned flesh and hair clung to him and he gagged in reaction. This was the smell of his daughter now. Looking down at the expensive pottery holding his daughters charred remains, a tear fell down his face. This was his daughter.
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Norvik ran. He had to get his love back and he needed to hold her in his arms once again. She couldn't be really dead, it had to have been a nightmare. Yes, and Adalynn was still alive as was Kaalid… Was that his name? And Kivi didn't hate him. And he was still part of the clan. Now all he had to do was reach Alandra to prove he was right; it was all a nightmare.
He was lost, unsure of where he was. All the darkened hallways looked the same to him. His feet led him on where his eyes couldn't see, letting him stumble around in the dark. Up ahead, was that a light? He ran for it, like a moth to a flame, desiring its warmth. 'Must find Alandra,' his mind told him.
The room seemed to be abandoned, and smelled quite badly. He was nauseous and needed to lay down. But where? There seemed to be a bed of some sort, one that would keep him safe, kind of like a large crib. He pulled himself in, and closed his eyes. 'Just a little rest…' he thought to himself as his body fell into restful unconsciousness.
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Kenido set the urn down on his bedside table, unsure as to where to put it. "My poor daughter," he whispered softly. Unable to bear looking at it, he left the room. It was eerily quiet around here…
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Ransii pouted. He had wanted to keep the lovely Alandra's ash! Having nothing more he was supposed to do, he went back into the burning chamber, wanting to smell the welcoming aroma of burned flesh. His eyes widened and his mouth formed a small "oh," as he saw the body all prepared for him to burn. Eyes alight, he grinned and mentally reminded himself to thank Kenido. Maybe these remains he could keep.
Doing a happy little jig, he got the fire burning again and rubbed his hands together in delight. Two in one day! He hadn't had this much fun since the last battle! A small smirk flashed across his face as he looked down at the body. A fresh one! And no ceremony was involved! This one must've been quite bad…
Humming to himself, he started pushing the casket closer to the flames. "Come along, little villain, and you'll burn like the rest. Hell will welcome your burning corpse…"
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"There has to be something with value in the gods forsaken place," Kineth muttered to himself as he sneaked around the room. "You're supposed to be the powerful and rich leader, Kenido!"
Swearing under his breath, he stumbled over something, and banged his knee against a table. The sound of something wobbling made him instinctively put his hands out to catch it. His eyes lit up when he felt the jeweled object and he quickly stuck it in his bag. "Now that's more like it…" he murmured. "I'll come back for more later…" and with that, he scurried out into the night.
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Norvik was getting warm. He wasn't sure why until he felt the heat sear his body. "Damn it!" he muttered. "Now I'm hallucinating!"
Something about the way this felt, told him he was actually burning! He screamed as the agony of the flames burned his skin, and the stench and smoke gagged him, making him cough. He tore at his clothes, trying to get them off, thinking maybe that would help. No relief came to him and his eyes looked around desperately for escape. "Alandra!!" he screamed. "I'm coming to you!"
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Kenido ran into the room, after hearing the screams and his daughter's name. What was going on here? The people were trying to stop Ransii from doing something. "Ransii? What's going on here?"
"He's burning someone!"
"But there isn't any more dead… Who's he burning?" Kenido looked at the joyful glee on the young man's face. And knew no one was going to stop the burning in time to save the person.
"We don't know…"