Alright, this is what I get for writing fics at four o'clock in the
morning.
Isaac: ::in green " I warned you about that"::
But I HAD to write this! Well, hope you like it!
Being Dead
Chapter 1: Apology Accepted
Isaac couldn't believe it. He was standing on the path, looking down at
Mia, who was crying, cushioning his head in her lap.
That COULDN'T be right.
And then relization hit him, along with acception.
He was dead.
It had been a normal day, if you could call four Adepts on a life or
death mission normal in any way. They had been attacked by a
Chimera...and the rest...
Well, the rest was rather hazy, but he was pretty sure that was the part
where he had been killed.
"I can't believe it," Garet, kneeling next to Mia, muttered. "He's
just...he's gone..."
*Not really,* Isaac thought to himself.
Ivan was in tears. "H-he's dead...just like that and h-he's dead..."
Mia rocked back and forth slowly, sobbing over his...body. He long blue
hair was coming loose from its high pony-tail, strands sticking to the
tearstained face. Despite the fact that her eyes were becoming red
rimmed and swollen, she was still very beautiful. Pale like snow,
beautifully shaped lips turned downward in sorrow, her eyelashes dripping
tears...
He had never known she cared THAT much.
"Mia..." he reached down to touch her shoulder, then pulled back,
remembering at the last moment that he couldn't do that. "I never knew
you cared so much..."
"Isaac?" she looked up, straight at him.
*Through me,* he reminded himself.
"Isaac!" she struggled to her feet and went to hug him...
And fell through him to land on the path. Garet and Ivan were staring at
him, their eyes wide. Mia picked herself up, slowly.
"Isaac, you're-" she stammered.
"Not solid?" he supplied.
"A...a ghost?" Ivan had gone pale.
Garet didn't say a word, but Isaac could see in his eyes that he wasn't
all that surprised.
*Must know something I don't...*
"Isaac," Mia sobbed, dropping to her knees again. "I had hoped...I
hoped..."
"I-I'm sorry," he had raised her hopes, only to send them crashing down
again. "I didn't exactly ASK for this, you know."
*Yes you did,* an insistant little voice in the back of his mind
whispered.
"I'm sorry," he said again, telling the little voice firmly to shut up.
Garet shrugged. "Apology accepted."
*****
Yeah...don't ask...blame the crazy Aussie!
Isaac: ::gives her a weird look::
This is why Messenger is a bad thing...well...I'll continue
this...later...
morning.
Isaac: ::in green " I warned you about that"::
But I HAD to write this! Well, hope you like it!
Being Dead
Chapter 1: Apology Accepted
Isaac couldn't believe it. He was standing on the path, looking down at
Mia, who was crying, cushioning his head in her lap.
That COULDN'T be right.
And then relization hit him, along with acception.
He was dead.
It had been a normal day, if you could call four Adepts on a life or
death mission normal in any way. They had been attacked by a
Chimera...and the rest...
Well, the rest was rather hazy, but he was pretty sure that was the part
where he had been killed.
"I can't believe it," Garet, kneeling next to Mia, muttered. "He's
just...he's gone..."
*Not really,* Isaac thought to himself.
Ivan was in tears. "H-he's dead...just like that and h-he's dead..."
Mia rocked back and forth slowly, sobbing over his...body. He long blue
hair was coming loose from its high pony-tail, strands sticking to the
tearstained face. Despite the fact that her eyes were becoming red
rimmed and swollen, she was still very beautiful. Pale like snow,
beautifully shaped lips turned downward in sorrow, her eyelashes dripping
tears...
He had never known she cared THAT much.
"Mia..." he reached down to touch her shoulder, then pulled back,
remembering at the last moment that he couldn't do that. "I never knew
you cared so much..."
"Isaac?" she looked up, straight at him.
*Through me,* he reminded himself.
"Isaac!" she struggled to her feet and went to hug him...
And fell through him to land on the path. Garet and Ivan were staring at
him, their eyes wide. Mia picked herself up, slowly.
"Isaac, you're-" she stammered.
"Not solid?" he supplied.
"A...a ghost?" Ivan had gone pale.
Garet didn't say a word, but Isaac could see in his eyes that he wasn't
all that surprised.
*Must know something I don't...*
"Isaac," Mia sobbed, dropping to her knees again. "I had hoped...I
hoped..."
"I-I'm sorry," he had raised her hopes, only to send them crashing down
again. "I didn't exactly ASK for this, you know."
*Yes you did,* an insistant little voice in the back of his mind
whispered.
"I'm sorry," he said again, telling the little voice firmly to shut up.
Garet shrugged. "Apology accepted."
*****
Yeah...don't ask...blame the crazy Aussie!
Isaac: ::gives her a weird look::
This is why Messenger is a bad thing...well...I'll continue
this...later...