shadowsong
Pesmerga's such a cool character... the fanart I've stumbled across online makes him look like such a cutie too. I'd show you all some pics, if I could. ^_^
Timeline-wise, this can take place anytime after Riou/Syujinkou dear meets up with Pesmerga in the Cave of Wind.


It's in the middle of a provincial summer, and still I feel cold.

Born of fire, wielding fire, and still as cold as winter's heart.

I wonder...

Does he feel as I feel, or can he feel no more?

I am nothing. He is everything.

Two sides of the same coin, spinning endlessly, spinning and spinning as the world turns, spinning between light and darkness.

We own nothing, and the emptiness owns us.

Sunlight has always annoyed me. It gives life to every being that walks this earth, and every spirit that wanders the skies.

Sunlight steals away the energy that keeps me alive, forcing me to kill again.

The armor I wear is the memories I refuse to forget. I lift my hand, and my memories seek to cover it. Painted in the fading colors and the blacks and whites of the past, I recall fields of flowers that I once walked in, daylight that I once did not fear...

All that remains is emptiness.

Brother. Kindred soul. Stealer of all that I had, robber of my humanity, shadow of my existence.

Now, I am a shadow of his.

***

"We charge at dawn. No questions are to be asked."

From under the cover of his dark helmet, Pesmerga watched Mondo's departing back with narrowed crimson eyes. The ninja always had been unnecessarily fussy about battle plans and arrangements...

All around him, the soldiers who had laid their swords, their faith and their lives in the hands of a boy who couldn't even drink talked among themselves. Anxiety, fear, excitement and tension buzzed in the air, energizing the atmosphere.

Pesmerga drifted among them, moving through the room as spirit would haunt the humanity it once knew. Their voices rolled over him and around him, never quite penetrating the edge of awareness, remaining an annoying buzz in his ears.

In the depths of the emptiness that was his soul, the dark knight remembered the past.

"You who stand facing death...

...what price will you pay, to hide in the light?"

The darkness of the night embraced him, and he melted into their shadows.

Everything.