A/N: This is going down another path from which I recently intended it to. Ah, well.
Disclaimer: You know what? You can have the Father but I still own Tempest!
I once again woke where I had fallen except this time with a pool of blood surrounding me. But it wasn't just my blood. It was clearly two different shades of red. One a dark almost black color (not mine) and one a simple crimson which I recognized as my own.
But who's blood was spilt beside mine? I cringed with knowing as I walked behind the kitchen counter to find my father skewered where he lay with a knife.....my knife. I recoiled at the sight. His face was translucent his skin the same. He had a look of shock on his features. His glazed over eyes were staring into fine seemingly mocking me even though his life had ended.
But how had it happened? He'd had so much control in what he was doing and I had no memory of the act but, surely by default it had to of been me. No one else had been here at the time had they? Had they seen my father's cowardly acts of punishment?
My mind reeled as it took in the full realization of what I had done. I had killed a man. It sounded simple enough but, the feelings were so overwhelming an complicated. Especially when you had no idea whether you were actually the one to commit the crime or not. Didn't they execute people for cold blooded murder, for surely there had been no evidence of his abuse ever. Leaving me without a cause to kill. Somehow I knew he would screw me over even in his death.
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(Raziel)
I watched with wonder as the girl pondered what had happened. She blamed herself for reasons unknown. That vile bastard had deserved to die.
She walked around aimlessly searching for something. I had no way of knowing except for watching her and, I truly wanted to know.
She walked around until she had found what she had been looking for....a polished looking metal object of which I knew nothing of.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and held it up to her head.
I heard a small clicking noise. Then a crack of something that sounded similar to thunder. I then saw the girl fall to the ground and at once I knew she had taken her own life.
Just then Ariel came beside me murmuring a chant softly.
"She will be with us soon Raziel, be ready for she will be your responsibility."
MY responsibility? My mind recoiled at the thought.
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Memories were echoing through my mind as I pulled the trigger. I was weak and had let my father win. But I wasn't dead, yet I felt no pain where was I?
A/N: This one was really short. Please guys I'm begging you to review. Unless you want to see a Sluagh do a strip tease reenactment you will find a way to review!
Disclaimer: You know what? You can have the Father but I still own Tempest!
I once again woke where I had fallen except this time with a pool of blood surrounding me. But it wasn't just my blood. It was clearly two different shades of red. One a dark almost black color (not mine) and one a simple crimson which I recognized as my own.
But who's blood was spilt beside mine? I cringed with knowing as I walked behind the kitchen counter to find my father skewered where he lay with a knife.....my knife. I recoiled at the sight. His face was translucent his skin the same. He had a look of shock on his features. His glazed over eyes were staring into fine seemingly mocking me even though his life had ended.
But how had it happened? He'd had so much control in what he was doing and I had no memory of the act but, surely by default it had to of been me. No one else had been here at the time had they? Had they seen my father's cowardly acts of punishment?
My mind reeled as it took in the full realization of what I had done. I had killed a man. It sounded simple enough but, the feelings were so overwhelming an complicated. Especially when you had no idea whether you were actually the one to commit the crime or not. Didn't they execute people for cold blooded murder, for surely there had been no evidence of his abuse ever. Leaving me without a cause to kill. Somehow I knew he would screw me over even in his death.
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(Raziel)
I watched with wonder as the girl pondered what had happened. She blamed herself for reasons unknown. That vile bastard had deserved to die.
She walked around aimlessly searching for something. I had no way of knowing except for watching her and, I truly wanted to know.
She walked around until she had found what she had been looking for....a polished looking metal object of which I knew nothing of.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and held it up to her head.
I heard a small clicking noise. Then a crack of something that sounded similar to thunder. I then saw the girl fall to the ground and at once I knew she had taken her own life.
Just then Ariel came beside me murmuring a chant softly.
"She will be with us soon Raziel, be ready for she will be your responsibility."
MY responsibility? My mind recoiled at the thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Memories were echoing through my mind as I pulled the trigger. I was weak and had let my father win. But I wasn't dead, yet I felt no pain where was I?
A/N: This one was really short. Please guys I'm begging you to review. Unless you want to see a Sluagh do a strip tease reenactment you will find a way to review!