A small cry escaped the small prison wall. It wasn't a wail, but an anguish cry filled with pain, another tortured soul.
Her breathing came in gasps as her body jerked violently against the flames that touched her skin.
She screamed again her voice cracking and dying as the raging black flames licked her pale skin.
She let out another tormented cry, "Oh...Let me go..."
Her fingers clawed at the air and the floors, as she jerked again trying to get away. But the flames surrounded her.
Her body was covered with negative energy causing her to want to die from the pain.
"Stop..."
Her voice broke into sobs, her body convulsing from the pain in her heart.
A voice in her mind taunted her, "you can't get rid of me Cosmos. I'll forever be here with you..."
She let out another sob.
"Forever in your mind and body. I can make it do whatever I want. Your under my power now."
"No...leave me alone. Let me go..."
"Never. You're mine now."
She shook her head in denial.
"I'm stronger then you now. I can get into your mind and control you just like I did with your prince."
The man stood tall his strong built toward over many he had come across.
Most feared him but they should. Since he could take their souls if he wished to.
He walked down the long dark hall.
It was filled with screams and painful cries.
It made him smile.
He stopped in front of one of the rooms.
His new soul had arrived barely over a week of go. She was a tough one to crack.
He looked through the glass that viewed the room beyond it. The soul was standing on her feet, her hands clawing at the walls.
Her cries could be heard through the thick glass.
He pressed his hands into the glass and he peered closer.
His dark eyes scrunched up to see better.
He could see her now.
She had turned her back to the wall. Her chest was heaving; her crystal blue eyes wide open in fear.
Her rosy lips slightly parted, her bottom lip trembled.
Her pale face was stained with tears and her eyes were red and puffy from the nonstop crying.
In the torture room your nightmares came true.
He narrowed his eyes. He could see her nightmare.
She was afraid of her enemy taking over her soul. Winning by controlling her.
He pursed his lips. His eyes slid over her figure.
She was slim in the waist with perfect curves. The pearly white dress hugged her upper half nicely, but it was torn in several areas.
She was a true angel.
The young man pulled back. He wished he could remember his past. All he knew was that he took souls and kept them locked away.
But then that girl who showed up recently jogged his mind.
The man turned back to the girl in the room. This angel looked like his frequent visitor who could become annoying quite easily, just like...
He frowned and turned again.
Both the girls had long silver hair, same figure but different eyes.
Suddenly a flash lit up the room, and he whirled around to see what could have caused it.
She was glowing, silver! Her whole body was outlined with silver.
Her eyes were wide open and she stared right into his eyes. Her hands slowly moved up to be level with her chest.
A star appeared on her forehead and a beam shot out.
He covered his face as the glass shattered into millions of pieces.
The glass fell to the floor and he let his arms drop.
His mouth gapped open in shock.
She was floating in the middle of the room. As if a never ending gust of wind hit her in the front. Her silver bangs flopped around lightly on her forehead. The star was still there on her forehead. Her dress whipped around her slim figure.
Then suddenly her body collapsed with a sickening thud it hit the floor.
All he could do was stare in disbelief. That had never happened before. Never.
He frowned slightly but walked towards the limb body.
The girl moaned in pain.
He knelt down next to her body and peered down into her face.
She was scratched up but her wounds would heal.
Not a scar would be left on her flawless skin that was so smooth.
His fingertips barely touched her cheek under one of the many cuts she had.
It was so delicate, so soft and smooth, and for some reason he felt concern towards her.
He shook his head to rid himself of his thoughts.
He took her small shoulder and shook it to wake her.
Nothing.
He did it again this time more roughly.
He got a moan for her response this time.
Then slowly her eyes opened.
She stared up at him. Her eyes took on a sadden look.
Her hand reached up to caress his cheek gently.
But then it fell back down as she whispered, "I'm so sorry Heero..."
And she fell into a deep sleep.
The man frowned slightly but pulled away.
He stood to his feet and stared down at her.
She was beautiful, but for some reason he felt like he knew her. But from where?"
Chibi Usa's mouth gapped open. She couldn't believe her eyes.
Where they playing tricks on her?
"Y...Your...Your...me!!!"
Her breathing came in gasps as her body jerked violently against the flames that touched her skin.
She screamed again her voice cracking and dying as the raging black flames licked her pale skin.
She let out another tormented cry, "Oh...Let me go..."
Her fingers clawed at the air and the floors, as she jerked again trying to get away. But the flames surrounded her.
Her body was covered with negative energy causing her to want to die from the pain.
"Stop..."
Her voice broke into sobs, her body convulsing from the pain in her heart.
A voice in her mind taunted her, "you can't get rid of me Cosmos. I'll forever be here with you..."
She let out another sob.
"Forever in your mind and body. I can make it do whatever I want. Your under my power now."
"No...leave me alone. Let me go..."
"Never. You're mine now."
She shook her head in denial.
"I'm stronger then you now. I can get into your mind and control you just like I did with your prince."
The man stood tall his strong built toward over many he had come across.
Most feared him but they should. Since he could take their souls if he wished to.
He walked down the long dark hall.
It was filled with screams and painful cries.
It made him smile.
He stopped in front of one of the rooms.
His new soul had arrived barely over a week of go. She was a tough one to crack.
He looked through the glass that viewed the room beyond it. The soul was standing on her feet, her hands clawing at the walls.
Her cries could be heard through the thick glass.
He pressed his hands into the glass and he peered closer.
His dark eyes scrunched up to see better.
He could see her now.
She had turned her back to the wall. Her chest was heaving; her crystal blue eyes wide open in fear.
Her rosy lips slightly parted, her bottom lip trembled.
Her pale face was stained with tears and her eyes were red and puffy from the nonstop crying.
In the torture room your nightmares came true.
He narrowed his eyes. He could see her nightmare.
She was afraid of her enemy taking over her soul. Winning by controlling her.
He pursed his lips. His eyes slid over her figure.
She was slim in the waist with perfect curves. The pearly white dress hugged her upper half nicely, but it was torn in several areas.
She was a true angel.
The young man pulled back. He wished he could remember his past. All he knew was that he took souls and kept them locked away.
But then that girl who showed up recently jogged his mind.
The man turned back to the girl in the room. This angel looked like his frequent visitor who could become annoying quite easily, just like...
He frowned and turned again.
Both the girls had long silver hair, same figure but different eyes.
Suddenly a flash lit up the room, and he whirled around to see what could have caused it.
She was glowing, silver! Her whole body was outlined with silver.
Her eyes were wide open and she stared right into his eyes. Her hands slowly moved up to be level with her chest.
A star appeared on her forehead and a beam shot out.
He covered his face as the glass shattered into millions of pieces.
The glass fell to the floor and he let his arms drop.
His mouth gapped open in shock.
She was floating in the middle of the room. As if a never ending gust of wind hit her in the front. Her silver bangs flopped around lightly on her forehead. The star was still there on her forehead. Her dress whipped around her slim figure.
Then suddenly her body collapsed with a sickening thud it hit the floor.
All he could do was stare in disbelief. That had never happened before. Never.
He frowned slightly but walked towards the limb body.
The girl moaned in pain.
He knelt down next to her body and peered down into her face.
She was scratched up but her wounds would heal.
Not a scar would be left on her flawless skin that was so smooth.
His fingertips barely touched her cheek under one of the many cuts she had.
It was so delicate, so soft and smooth, and for some reason he felt concern towards her.
He shook his head to rid himself of his thoughts.
He took her small shoulder and shook it to wake her.
Nothing.
He did it again this time more roughly.
He got a moan for her response this time.
Then slowly her eyes opened.
She stared up at him. Her eyes took on a sadden look.
Her hand reached up to caress his cheek gently.
But then it fell back down as she whispered, "I'm so sorry Heero..."
And she fell into a deep sleep.
The man frowned slightly but pulled away.
He stood to his feet and stared down at her.
She was beautiful, but for some reason he felt like he knew her. But from where?"
Chibi Usa's mouth gapped open. She couldn't believe her eyes.
Where they playing tricks on her?
"Y...Your...Your...me!!!"
