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Layla: Um..OMG, she's finally cracked.
Wavegodess: HEY! THAT'S MY LINE!
Layla: *banishes WG to the Shadow Realm* NOT ANY MORE!
I am so hyper. I HAVE FINALLY TURNED TWELVE! *Jan 1st*
Layla: You still seem pretty immature to me. *dies*
Ash Nite: Ah, the power of the authoress...
All right, I am spontaneously writing this so BEWARE! I usually plan this story out but NOT THIS TIME! Man is it gonna suck... BEAR WITH ME!
Also, this is like just to fill you in on some stuff, K?
Also, I AM SO HHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEERRRR!
Um.sorry for not continuing so fast on everything, but I'm a busy girl.
Layla: You're a girl?!?!
Ash Nite:...I thought you died.
Layla: You have to live before you can die.
OH! THAT'S WHY I AM WRITING THIS! I need to say that some of the sayings here are from Magic: the Gathering, and others are from fear.com, and still more are from my own imagination *see above*
Also, in 'Hope is the inability to face reality,' it was originally faith, but I didn't like it so HA!
Um.there was something else... Oh yeah, READ 'Secrets of the Shadows' It is by me, of course. But like no one reviewed it and it was flamed a lot because it sucked but IT DOESN'T ANYMORE because I revised it and it is like so totally cool.
I am sorry, but I am turning into a valley girl. OMG! I know I need a manicure! The sun, I swear, is bleaching up my hair! HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Ok, this is like horror so watch out. I am SO SORRY! I might pull this off if y'all don't like it.
Chapter 5: Just to fill you in
LAURA'S POV~
Light is a rare thing that almost none of us (un)dead can find. We seek in vain, fighting for the ray of light to shine through to us, but the impending cloud of depression blocks out all hope. Most humans view us as monsters with no feelings, beings that take pleasure in our victim's pain.
But why should we? Almost all of us have felt the sensation of life. The emotion, the struggles...the hope.
Some have gone insane. For others, suicide was the answer. But their restless souls still wander the earth, too black for a final resting place.
But those were the weaklings. The ones who thought acceptance was the answer. When they opened their minds and unfroze their cold hearts, they learned the hard way just how wrong they were. A guilt unlike any other drew those idiots over the edge; hurling them into a void of eternal darkness.
Much worse than my own.
But the solution is much easier than that. For us, the answer is either black or white as the (un)dead do not have the privilege of seeing gray. There is a word for those who choose white. I cannot remember it right now, though, but the word that seems to come to mind is 'stupid.'
It is rather ironic, really. As a child, I would sleep with a cloth over my head to keep the demons from stealing the breath from my lungs. I was so fearful of the mere mention of death. I must have sensed my own tragic 'end' crawl nearer.
But I no longer believe in a final resting-place. So I should have nothing to fear. Immortality is everyone's dream.
But be careful what you wish for.
You just might get it.
XxXxXx
A/N: Ok, this is a little dark, but I had just finished watching a certain movie so HA! It was STUCK IN MY HEAD! Just to say, I am talking about what's coming next.
XxXxXx
Eyes lined with blue, she stared up at me with her icy gaze. Abrupt, cold fingers clenched and unclenched; as if barely containing their dangerous need. A sickly color of gray ran through her skin, like a poisonous liquid. Only splotches of her real color could be seen forming on her limbs, marks of the living she had past experienced.
Once a lifeless body, her vessel was now taken by a restless spirit seeking only to share its pain and show the ones who had laughed the other side of a despairing life story.
Kaiba looked down at Tea's body, Tea's pod (((THE BODYSNATCHERS HAVE COME AAAAAAAAAAAAA-! Must.calm.down..))) It grinned sickly, dead eyes glistening with malice unknown. A long slender hand, once used for encouraging, stretched out - the fingers wrapping themselves slowly around Kaiba's neck in a deadly grip. With the other hand, Tea's vengeance slowly traced its ice-cold fingertips across his face; tracing its shape.
Kaiba lurched away, tearing from the thing's grasp. Seto's face was contorted in pain, looking apon the monster he had created from sheer innocence. Tea's mangling body moaned an undulating note, she lurched up from the bed, then back down. Like she was being shaken slowly or...or the alternative Kaiba turned from in fear.
"Tea, please...no...Tea!" Seto called out to the caged soul, pleading with his voice.
"K-Kai-b-" his name looked so painful to say Seto actually took a step back. Tea's effort was for naught. Sweat poured down her face, her writhing body screamed without words in pain.
"She..she poisoned her..." Seto knew it wasn't true, knew that it was merely the Process of Becoming, but denial made his heart ache. Tea, his Light of Love. It was impossible, just a sick joke. But Tea wouldn't act like this. She wouldn't know what the Process is. That it really was a beautiful thing, if the mind could only learn to accept it. Accept its destiny.
An earsplitting scream tore from Tea's throat, and Seto instantly threw up the bounds - blocking all elements from outside and within.
Now it was just him and Tea...and that thing.
"Accept it, Tea! It's the only choice!" If she continued to fight the magic, she'd die, and her body would be used as home for a revengeful spirit.
Strings of blood started crawling up Tea's neck, coming from somewhere within her shirt. They branched out like vines, ripping through her face and tearing at the flawless skin. (((This is from Children of the Corn or whatever, scary movie, people, WATCH IT! ^__^)))
A glint once more appeared in her eyes, and the wide brown irises turned to cool blue ones with a hint of purple.
"NO!" The hoarse cry escaped from Seto's throat as he loomed above Tea, cradling her in his arms. "Don't leave me! You can do this!"
"I know..." The blood stopped, and as if on rewind they retraced their path to some unknown place in the mental world. The wild look in her eyes slowly gave way to her original chocolate brown, tears glistening on her cheeks.
Seto almost laughed out loud in joy, but refrained...just rocking her back and forth, back and forth. "You did it, Tea, you did it." Not knowing what to say, he asked, "D-do you want anything?"
Tea just shook her head and wrapped her arms around Seto's waist, rocking with him. "Just hold me..just hold me forever."
And so now, fifty years later, they still sit there...holding each other.
Ash Nite: LAYLA! IT IS MY STORY!
Layla: But she SAID 'hold me FOREVER'
Ash Nite: O.oU
Ok, saying of the day:
Do you ever have that fear that the schizophrenic see what's really there?
By the way, it is NOT fifty years later! And they are NOT still holding each other! SO HA!
HEHEHEHEHE! I love this LOL thing (Light Of Love) because then I don't have to write the long and boring process of slowly falling inlove the mortal way! How CONVINENT!
Unfortunately I'm gonna have to eventually have to write it all out for Mai and Joey as well as Yami and Yugi.
OH SHOOT! I JUST GAVE IT AWAY! Not that I care, I like those couples. By the way, Yami becomes a demon so Yugi does NOT fall inlove with a dead guy, TYVM (Thank You Very Much).
Also, I KNOW that was an odd, gross, freaky, stupid, weird, unplanned, and abrupt chapter so you can refrain from mentioning it in your reviews. REVIEWS PEOPLE! I NEED THEM OR I DIE!
Also, remember to read Secrets of the Shadows!
AND R&R OR DIE! BWAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm sick right now, that makes me act WEIRD! *sneeze*
Layla: Um..OMG, she's finally cracked.
Wavegodess: HEY! THAT'S MY LINE!
Layla: *banishes WG to the Shadow Realm* NOT ANY MORE!
I am so hyper. I HAVE FINALLY TURNED TWELVE! *Jan 1st*
Layla: You still seem pretty immature to me. *dies*
Ash Nite: Ah, the power of the authoress...
All right, I am spontaneously writing this so BEWARE! I usually plan this story out but NOT THIS TIME! Man is it gonna suck... BEAR WITH ME!
Also, this is like just to fill you in on some stuff, K?
Also, I AM SO HHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYPPPPPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEERRRR!
Um.sorry for not continuing so fast on everything, but I'm a busy girl.
Layla: You're a girl?!?!
Ash Nite:...I thought you died.
Layla: You have to live before you can die.
OH! THAT'S WHY I AM WRITING THIS! I need to say that some of the sayings here are from Magic: the Gathering, and others are from fear.com, and still more are from my own imagination *see above*
Also, in 'Hope is the inability to face reality,' it was originally faith, but I didn't like it so HA!
Um.there was something else... Oh yeah, READ 'Secrets of the Shadows' It is by me, of course. But like no one reviewed it and it was flamed a lot because it sucked but IT DOESN'T ANYMORE because I revised it and it is like so totally cool.
I am sorry, but I am turning into a valley girl. OMG! I know I need a manicure! The sun, I swear, is bleaching up my hair! HAHAHAHAHAHA!
Ok, this is like horror so watch out. I am SO SORRY! I might pull this off if y'all don't like it.
Chapter 5: Just to fill you in
LAURA'S POV~
Light is a rare thing that almost none of us (un)dead can find. We seek in vain, fighting for the ray of light to shine through to us, but the impending cloud of depression blocks out all hope. Most humans view us as monsters with no feelings, beings that take pleasure in our victim's pain.
But why should we? Almost all of us have felt the sensation of life. The emotion, the struggles...the hope.
Some have gone insane. For others, suicide was the answer. But their restless souls still wander the earth, too black for a final resting place.
But those were the weaklings. The ones who thought acceptance was the answer. When they opened their minds and unfroze their cold hearts, they learned the hard way just how wrong they were. A guilt unlike any other drew those idiots over the edge; hurling them into a void of eternal darkness.
Much worse than my own.
But the solution is much easier than that. For us, the answer is either black or white as the (un)dead do not have the privilege of seeing gray. There is a word for those who choose white. I cannot remember it right now, though, but the word that seems to come to mind is 'stupid.'
It is rather ironic, really. As a child, I would sleep with a cloth over my head to keep the demons from stealing the breath from my lungs. I was so fearful of the mere mention of death. I must have sensed my own tragic 'end' crawl nearer.
But I no longer believe in a final resting-place. So I should have nothing to fear. Immortality is everyone's dream.
But be careful what you wish for.
You just might get it.
XxXxXx
A/N: Ok, this is a little dark, but I had just finished watching a certain movie so HA! It was STUCK IN MY HEAD! Just to say, I am talking about what's coming next.
XxXxXx
Eyes lined with blue, she stared up at me with her icy gaze. Abrupt, cold fingers clenched and unclenched; as if barely containing their dangerous need. A sickly color of gray ran through her skin, like a poisonous liquid. Only splotches of her real color could be seen forming on her limbs, marks of the living she had past experienced.
Once a lifeless body, her vessel was now taken by a restless spirit seeking only to share its pain and show the ones who had laughed the other side of a despairing life story.
Kaiba looked down at Tea's body, Tea's pod (((THE BODYSNATCHERS HAVE COME AAAAAAAAAAAAA-! Must.calm.down..))) It grinned sickly, dead eyes glistening with malice unknown. A long slender hand, once used for encouraging, stretched out - the fingers wrapping themselves slowly around Kaiba's neck in a deadly grip. With the other hand, Tea's vengeance slowly traced its ice-cold fingertips across his face; tracing its shape.
Kaiba lurched away, tearing from the thing's grasp. Seto's face was contorted in pain, looking apon the monster he had created from sheer innocence. Tea's mangling body moaned an undulating note, she lurched up from the bed, then back down. Like she was being shaken slowly or...or the alternative Kaiba turned from in fear.
"Tea, please...no...Tea!" Seto called out to the caged soul, pleading with his voice.
"K-Kai-b-" his name looked so painful to say Seto actually took a step back. Tea's effort was for naught. Sweat poured down her face, her writhing body screamed without words in pain.
"She..she poisoned her..." Seto knew it wasn't true, knew that it was merely the Process of Becoming, but denial made his heart ache. Tea, his Light of Love. It was impossible, just a sick joke. But Tea wouldn't act like this. She wouldn't know what the Process is. That it really was a beautiful thing, if the mind could only learn to accept it. Accept its destiny.
An earsplitting scream tore from Tea's throat, and Seto instantly threw up the bounds - blocking all elements from outside and within.
Now it was just him and Tea...and that thing.
"Accept it, Tea! It's the only choice!" If she continued to fight the magic, she'd die, and her body would be used as home for a revengeful spirit.
Strings of blood started crawling up Tea's neck, coming from somewhere within her shirt. They branched out like vines, ripping through her face and tearing at the flawless skin. (((This is from Children of the Corn or whatever, scary movie, people, WATCH IT! ^__^)))
A glint once more appeared in her eyes, and the wide brown irises turned to cool blue ones with a hint of purple.
"NO!" The hoarse cry escaped from Seto's throat as he loomed above Tea, cradling her in his arms. "Don't leave me! You can do this!"
"I know..." The blood stopped, and as if on rewind they retraced their path to some unknown place in the mental world. The wild look in her eyes slowly gave way to her original chocolate brown, tears glistening on her cheeks.
Seto almost laughed out loud in joy, but refrained...just rocking her back and forth, back and forth. "You did it, Tea, you did it." Not knowing what to say, he asked, "D-do you want anything?"
Tea just shook her head and wrapped her arms around Seto's waist, rocking with him. "Just hold me..just hold me forever."
And so now, fifty years later, they still sit there...holding each other.
Ash Nite: LAYLA! IT IS MY STORY!
Layla: But she SAID 'hold me FOREVER'
Ash Nite: O.oU
Ok, saying of the day:
Do you ever have that fear that the schizophrenic see what's really there?
By the way, it is NOT fifty years later! And they are NOT still holding each other! SO HA!
HEHEHEHEHE! I love this LOL thing (Light Of Love) because then I don't have to write the long and boring process of slowly falling inlove the mortal way! How CONVINENT!
Unfortunately I'm gonna have to eventually have to write it all out for Mai and Joey as well as Yami and Yugi.
OH SHOOT! I JUST GAVE IT AWAY! Not that I care, I like those couples. By the way, Yami becomes a demon so Yugi does NOT fall inlove with a dead guy, TYVM (Thank You Very Much).
Also, I KNOW that was an odd, gross, freaky, stupid, weird, unplanned, and abrupt chapter so you can refrain from mentioning it in your reviews. REVIEWS PEOPLE! I NEED THEM OR I DIE!
Also, remember to read Secrets of the Shadows!
AND R&R OR DIE! BWAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm sick right now, that makes me act WEIRD! *sneeze*
