Nothing Else Matters

Chapter Fifteen

"I Am Here"

By: Dark Mousy

This world may turn me down,

But I won't turn away.

I won't duck and run,

'Cause I'm not built that way.

When everything is gone,

There's nothing left to fear.

This world cannot bring me down,

No, 'cause I am already here…

            His steps faltered as he pushed himself out of the room blindly. A deep groan was emitted from his throat as he felt his back against the opposite wall, now out of the doorway to Treize's bedchamber. Quickly, he reached out his now bare hand, and closed the door, relishing in the temporary darkness that calmed his raging thoughts.

            'It's all just a sick game to him… That's all it is…'

            He brought his hand to his face, moving his fingers so they rested against his skin instead of pressing his platinum-blonde bangs to his forehead which was already beaded with sweat. He couldn't fathom it; he literally could not, in the least, fathom how Treize thought. It was so unnerving, so perverse, so literally demonic and insane that he felt his stomach writhe at the thought of him.

            Zechs' eyes shot open, as the dim chandeliers lighting the hallway made his eyes adjust. He knew the way, and as he stood upright and drew his gun, instead of confusion in his heart, there was now anger.

            Deep anger.

            Treize knew he was there, and since Zechs was there to make the exchange, the guards had obviously been cut off from their duties, because he saw none. His black boots sounded lightly on the white marble floor, but the empty halls echoed it down each seemingly endless corridor.

            He walked for many minutes, down corridors and twisting staircases until he was finally able to reach his destination. A small, black oak door made from the same material as the walls to blend in. He gently pressed his hand against it, and it immediately gave into his pressure, twisting until Zechs had enough room to push himself through.

            He was met with another hallway, this time, brightly lit. Down the small hallway that ended in a white steel door, there were maybe four cells, all bolted with titanium doors. He had been in this hallway once… And he remembered it well…

'Cause I can't take anymore of this,

I want to come apart.

I'll dig myself a little hole,

Inside your precious heart.

'Cause it's always raining in my head…

Forget all the things I should have said.

            "Suzuka…" He muttered, silently, as if she could hear. For some reason he felt muted… Deep down inside he did not want to see what could be waiting on the other side of the door… The room that she had been held in.

            He even stopped breathing. Faintly, he heard the sound of metal against metal, only barely, soft, and fine. He took a step forward slowly, towards the direction he continued to hear the faint noise that told him of where she was. How long had he kept her?

            He finally came to the second door to the last, and stood very near to it. The clanking of the metal stopped, and he immediately pulled back, and laid a single bullet into the lock, where the door quickly opened.

            Zechs was met by darkness, and he was unable to see anything. When he took a step forward, his foot sunk in lightly, and he knew it to be a padded room.

            "Suzuka." He said, his voice deep, as he moved forward.

            Zechs stopped, when he heard a low groan. He knew she was right in front of him, he could smell the blood, and the faded scent of her…

Quickly, he moved back, to find the light switch. When he turned back to the middle of the room, his icy orbs narrowed at what he saw…