Heart Of The Innocence

Chapter 3: Visions

"Turn around, and smell what you don't see. Close your eyes, and it's so clear. Here's a mirror, behind there is a screen. And with wings, you can get in…" -Enigma, Gravity of Love

I found myself floating over a bottomless pit. My body was tied in some sort of cross as I saw chains coming from the thin air holding me together. Each time I tried moving, the chains got tighter, leaving me with bruises and cuts around my hands, legs and neck. Under my condition and pain, it was getting harder to breathe. I felt like my life was slipping away from my weakened grasp. I looked around my surroundings in search of someone to help me from my agony, but only found blackness surrounding me. Blackness and a scent...a scent of..

...blood...

The blood of millions of children who were murdered for their innocence, women who were slaughtered for their weakness and men who were assassinated for betrayal. Never in my life have I seen such horror! It was too terrible, impossible to be true. I tried shielding my eyes from the nightmare but some strong shi kept me from doing so. I tried screaming, yelling for someone to hear me and rescue me from this torture yet no words came from my lips. I felt like I was being treated like a puppet. Being manipulated by my master to do, see and hear whatever was it that it commanded. I felt useless and weak, though I hated to admit it, I had no choice but to obey.

All of the sudden, images stared showing before me. Strangely enough, I was in all of them. What shook me beyond belief was that in these images I was killing. Not just killing people who have harmed me in some ways like Vicious, but innocent people...and I was enjoying it. I drank their blood and laughed when they asked for mercy, for another chance to prove their loyalty...

...but to whom?...

I did not know the answers nor did I knew what was going on. This had to be a dream. I mean, I have chained my heart completely so that no one would be able to get inside, but not to the point of hating the world and killing without reason. And less, having so much fun at the cost of other's life.

"You see this? This will be the future..."

"Who's there?" I asked, finally finding the voice and perhaps even the courage to speak up.

"This will be the future...if you fall..."

"Fall? What are you talking about!?"

"If you fall...into his hands..."

"Spit it out!" I exclaimed now furious. People who kept going around in circles and never got straight to the point annoyed me. And that was exactly what 'she' was doing.

"Don't fall for him...don't look for him...he will trap you and make you what you see here."

"Yeah, like anyone could make me be that kind of a monster" I sneered.

"This is a warning...stay away from him...stay away...from Vicious...he will make you his puppet. His to control and destroy at will. You have been warned. Now everything is up to you."

"Vicious?! Ha! I doubt he even has the courage to confront me again. He must be cowering in fear for what I did to him in the club." I mocked. The voice seemed to be silence for a while, as if it was being consumed in thoughts. Thoughts that gave me the chills. But after a while, she continued:

"No...just like you, he'll seek revenge. But his will be much worst. He will experiment on you and use mind controlling. You'll be unstoppable and become the devil itself. All feelings of the ones you knew and loved will be erased. You'll be his, only his to do what he commands." she stopped for a while then continued, "In body and soul..."

"What do you mean?"

"Stop looking for him...stop looking for the dead ghost...for he will be the cause of your disaster and of all those who walks upon this earth"

And in a flash of light, everything around me disappeared.

I grunted annoyingly as I felt my head about to explode. Last night was the worst night, aside from the night after Spike left, that I have ever had. I still remembered everything, me being tied up, the voice, the images...the warning.

I shivered lightly as I took a sip out of my coffee. I couldn't rest at all last night and I was feeling quite tired. I laughed as I remembered once again the message. Why was I thinking of it so much? It was only a nightmare, nothing more. This wasn't going to happen...was it? Shaking my head lightly, I decided to leave the cafe.

Since I couldn't sleep at all last night, I went on a little ride with my Redtail around Mars. Finally finding a salon that was open, I entered it, getting there my old hairstyle back. I then went to the cafe to drink a cup of coffee and thus this is what I have been doing till present time.

"Don't go...stay here..."

"What?! Who's there?!"

"Don't search for him...it will be your downfall..."

Is the same voice from my dreams. But why am I hearing it here? Why now? "Search for who?"

"For the dead ghost...stay in the cafe"

"Stop screwing up with my mind! Get out!" I yelled, not caring if everyone around me thought that I have lost my mind.

"Please stay..."

"Damn you! Stop it!" A sharp pain ran through my head as I tried to stop it by holding my head, but to no avail. I closed my eyes in agony and ran, not caring with who I bumped in the process. I needed to get back on my ship. I needed to tell Jet what was going on, see if he could of help in some ways. But just before I reached my Redtail, I slammed into someone hard, making fall flat on my butt.

"Damn you! Watch were you are..." My eyes widened surprised as I found myself stumbling for words. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and for once, I found myself out of words. It can't be him! It can't be...

"Spike..."

VISIONS IS THE SCREEN TO THE FUTURE, COWBOY ...

AN: For some reason I wasn't very satisfy with this chapter. Please tell me what you think by reviewing. Also, thanks for the reviews of my last chapter and I apologize for taking so long. Once again Cowboy Bebop does not belong to me. Thanks ^.^