Halfway Between Heaven and Hell
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"With thy giver of my word as thy vessel. Mine child shall be concieved in the womb of an Unbeliever... And he shall rise up and smite the unholy of this world..." Words of He Who Walks Behind the Rows.
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The sun had set and dusk had swept over Gatlin with strong winds howling through the rows of corn. Rebekah lifted her tear-streaked face to watch the glowing orb that was the harvest moon, ascend into the dark sky above. She gripped her knees, with pale trembling hands, tighter to her chest.
Her icy blue marble eyes descended down and fell upon the face of Isaac. He sat cross-legged infront of her, face expressionless, eyes closed.
But as the moonlight hit him, his eyes slowly opened.
They were completely black... So black... Black as sin so to speak... Rebekah once again felt the hypnotic pull of those eyes and could not look away...
So black... The blackest, darkest thing to ever exist... So black...
"It's time." He Who Walks Behind the Rows growled, smirking. Ice-cold, rough fingers reached out to stroke her cheek.
Rebekah felt the great pressure on her wrists and ankles being slowly released. She tore her eyes away from His and looked down.
The cornstalks had released their grip on her, leaving red marks around her wrists and ankles, like rope burns. Rebekah began rubbing the feeling back into her wrists, ignoring the stinging pain.
Then, she felt hot, burning breath on her neck. She looked up to see He leaning towards her neck, before feeling rough lips press against it, sending a shiver up her spine. Hard, strong kisses up her neck... Rebekah squeezed her eyes shut, breathing heavily.
The bruising kisses moved along and up her throat, stopping at her chin where fingers reached out, caressing it, nails digging into soft flesh.
Rebekah opened her eyes to meet those un-humanly black eyes... The eyes of Evil, itself...
"Meet your fate, Rebekah..."
Rebekah leaned forward for a hard, passionate kiss on lips before breaking away, smiling. Her hand had reached out and closed around something gleaming and bloody on the ground...
"No!" Rebekah stabbed Him in the chest. He screamed, falling back, blood spewing from the wound.
Rebekah got up and ran off through the cornfields in the direction of her house. Her heart pounded in her chest as her legs flew over the dark earth. Wind and cornstalks whipped at her bare flesh.
Then something lunged out at her, lashing around her foot and jerking her backwards. Rebekah tripped, falling to the ground and hitting it hard. She screamed, as her whole body was afire with pain.
Her eyes shot down to her foot...
A cornstalk was wrapped around her foot, crushing it in its grip. Rebekah struggled wildly as more cornstalks lunged out at her, pinning her down.
Around her arms, up her legs, wrapping around her neck in a noose, threatening to snap her neck...
Rebekah fought them until a shadow fell upon her, blocking the moon from sight.
Rebekah stared up fearfully into black eyes...
"Tsk, tsk. Naughty, naughty." He said in an almost mocking tone, waving his finger at her. He was smiling as he pulled the knife from his chest. The wound was instantly healing itself... He bent down, his face inches from her own. She felt the horrible, burning breath on her face, "To you really think it would be that easy, little girl?"
Rebekah's fear was replaced quickly by anger. She spat on His face,
"Fuck you!" She hissed.
A fist smashed across her face and Rebekah screamed out in pain.
"Get used to that pain, you little bitch!" He screeched at her, but after awhile His smile returned, "It will be the only thing, you will feel for quite some time..."
He leaned over her and gripped her dark blue dress. He tore the dress off her and let the moonlight bath over her small, naked body...
Claws and lips, hard and painfully, moved over her body before He went up and stared into the girl's eyes... Fingers scraped down her cheek as he gazed up into her blue eyes filled with fear and hatred... He smiled....
"You can't escape destiny, child..."
Rebekah's screams and sobs ripped through the cornfield...
"Mine child shall be concieved in the womb of an Unbelievers..."
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Poor Becky! Hope ya like! Cya ^_^
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"With thy giver of my word as thy vessel. Mine child shall be concieved in the womb of an Unbeliever... And he shall rise up and smite the unholy of this world..." Words of He Who Walks Behind the Rows.
~
The sun had set and dusk had swept over Gatlin with strong winds howling through the rows of corn. Rebekah lifted her tear-streaked face to watch the glowing orb that was the harvest moon, ascend into the dark sky above. She gripped her knees, with pale trembling hands, tighter to her chest.
Her icy blue marble eyes descended down and fell upon the face of Isaac. He sat cross-legged infront of her, face expressionless, eyes closed.
But as the moonlight hit him, his eyes slowly opened.
They were completely black... So black... Black as sin so to speak... Rebekah once again felt the hypnotic pull of those eyes and could not look away...
So black... The blackest, darkest thing to ever exist... So black...
"It's time." He Who Walks Behind the Rows growled, smirking. Ice-cold, rough fingers reached out to stroke her cheek.
Rebekah felt the great pressure on her wrists and ankles being slowly released. She tore her eyes away from His and looked down.
The cornstalks had released their grip on her, leaving red marks around her wrists and ankles, like rope burns. Rebekah began rubbing the feeling back into her wrists, ignoring the stinging pain.
Then, she felt hot, burning breath on her neck. She looked up to see He leaning towards her neck, before feeling rough lips press against it, sending a shiver up her spine. Hard, strong kisses up her neck... Rebekah squeezed her eyes shut, breathing heavily.
The bruising kisses moved along and up her throat, stopping at her chin where fingers reached out, caressing it, nails digging into soft flesh.
Rebekah opened her eyes to meet those un-humanly black eyes... The eyes of Evil, itself...
"Meet your fate, Rebekah..."
Rebekah leaned forward for a hard, passionate kiss on lips before breaking away, smiling. Her hand had reached out and closed around something gleaming and bloody on the ground...
"No!" Rebekah stabbed Him in the chest. He screamed, falling back, blood spewing from the wound.
Rebekah got up and ran off through the cornfields in the direction of her house. Her heart pounded in her chest as her legs flew over the dark earth. Wind and cornstalks whipped at her bare flesh.
Then something lunged out at her, lashing around her foot and jerking her backwards. Rebekah tripped, falling to the ground and hitting it hard. She screamed, as her whole body was afire with pain.
Her eyes shot down to her foot...
A cornstalk was wrapped around her foot, crushing it in its grip. Rebekah struggled wildly as more cornstalks lunged out at her, pinning her down.
Around her arms, up her legs, wrapping around her neck in a noose, threatening to snap her neck...
Rebekah fought them until a shadow fell upon her, blocking the moon from sight.
Rebekah stared up fearfully into black eyes...
"Tsk, tsk. Naughty, naughty." He said in an almost mocking tone, waving his finger at her. He was smiling as he pulled the knife from his chest. The wound was instantly healing itself... He bent down, his face inches from her own. She felt the horrible, burning breath on her face, "To you really think it would be that easy, little girl?"
Rebekah's fear was replaced quickly by anger. She spat on His face,
"Fuck you!" She hissed.
A fist smashed across her face and Rebekah screamed out in pain.
"Get used to that pain, you little bitch!" He screeched at her, but after awhile His smile returned, "It will be the only thing, you will feel for quite some time..."
He leaned over her and gripped her dark blue dress. He tore the dress off her and let the moonlight bath over her small, naked body...
Claws and lips, hard and painfully, moved over her body before He went up and stared into the girl's eyes... Fingers scraped down her cheek as he gazed up into her blue eyes filled with fear and hatred... He smiled....
"You can't escape destiny, child..."
Rebekah's screams and sobs ripped through the cornfield...
"Mine child shall be concieved in the womb of an Unbelievers..."
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Poor Becky! Hope ya like! Cya ^_^