You know I've been terrified of writing a dk fic. I mean I had written this
months ago I'm just terrified of anyone reading it. Its wierd....well back
to the story. Also its about Rath (like you didn't know) and I don't know
what I'm talking about s thats why nothing my make sence. I just wrote this
from my imagination so it has practicly no conection to the story whatso
ever. And just incase-I do not own Dragon Knights so sue me at your own
risk. Why you would is beyond me but who knows.0_0. R+R
Chapter 2 - Why?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was over.
To late I realized my mistake.
Or was it really a mistake.
I looked up at the man standing in front of me.
He had set me free.
But he had also managed to chain me.
He wouldn't give me the one thing I most wanted.
...How foolish I had been.
To actually have believed.
That I might finally be free.
I'll never be free.
Until my death.
Until I finally fight my fight and don't return.
All I can do is wait.
Wait for that to come.
I look at the man in front of me.
He stands there.
Just looking at me in disbelief
I look at him with pleading eyes.
"Please," I whisper to him.
"Please set me free."
I watch him lift up his sword for the killing blow.
I feel something inside me.
A sence of gratitude, I don't know.
I just smiled at him.
Thankful it was going to end.
Only to see him crying.
As he put his sword back in his sheath.
My savour had betrayed me then.
All I could do is stare at him.
"Why?" I ask him.
I couldn't believe what was happening.
I had killed so many.
And yet he still hadn't killed me.
He just stared at me.
And said.
"I can't kill a child, expecially an innocent."
I just stared at him.
Disbelief written on my face.
Then the pain came.
The pain of everything I was washed over me.
I just wanted it to end.
The torment that was myself.
I just wanted it to end.
Suddenly I lunged at him.
If they wouldn't end it I would.
Without a thought beyond that.
I reached for his sword.
Only to feel something cold touch my back.
Startled I turned around.
Another man was behind me.
And then I understood.
They thought I was going to try and kill the other man.
Suddenly I laughed.
It had been such a long time since I had laughed that way.
As if I was truely happy.
Because at that moment I was.
With tears of gratitude I thanked him.
I let go of the sword hilt.
Then pushed myself back.
Back into the cold blade.
Back into my freedom.
My death.
When I wake up they told the lord had saved me.
With that I felt the dispair of my soul.
Take me.
'Why' I had asked him before.
Only this time no one answered.
'Why' I whispered.
Tears in my eyes.
Why.......
Chapter 2 - Why?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was over.
To late I realized my mistake.
Or was it really a mistake.
I looked up at the man standing in front of me.
He had set me free.
But he had also managed to chain me.
He wouldn't give me the one thing I most wanted.
...How foolish I had been.
To actually have believed.
That I might finally be free.
I'll never be free.
Until my death.
Until I finally fight my fight and don't return.
All I can do is wait.
Wait for that to come.
I look at the man in front of me.
He stands there.
Just looking at me in disbelief
I look at him with pleading eyes.
"Please," I whisper to him.
"Please set me free."
I watch him lift up his sword for the killing blow.
I feel something inside me.
A sence of gratitude, I don't know.
I just smiled at him.
Thankful it was going to end.
Only to see him crying.
As he put his sword back in his sheath.
My savour had betrayed me then.
All I could do is stare at him.
"Why?" I ask him.
I couldn't believe what was happening.
I had killed so many.
And yet he still hadn't killed me.
He just stared at me.
And said.
"I can't kill a child, expecially an innocent."
I just stared at him.
Disbelief written on my face.
Then the pain came.
The pain of everything I was washed over me.
I just wanted it to end.
The torment that was myself.
I just wanted it to end.
Suddenly I lunged at him.
If they wouldn't end it I would.
Without a thought beyond that.
I reached for his sword.
Only to feel something cold touch my back.
Startled I turned around.
Another man was behind me.
And then I understood.
They thought I was going to try and kill the other man.
Suddenly I laughed.
It had been such a long time since I had laughed that way.
As if I was truely happy.
Because at that moment I was.
With tears of gratitude I thanked him.
I let go of the sword hilt.
Then pushed myself back.
Back into the cold blade.
Back into my freedom.
My death.
When I wake up they told the lord had saved me.
With that I felt the dispair of my soul.
Take me.
'Why' I had asked him before.
Only this time no one answered.
'Why' I whispered.
Tears in my eyes.
Why.......