Oh blorg!! I just got a conditional for not having my shirt tucked in! Stupid private school! Curse you aqua scum!! Needless to say I'm angry.
Disclaimer: six stories and it's still not mine!
Dark Changes
I went to my closet and pulled it open and sneezed. Attics had a nasty habit of collecting dust rather efficiently. Deciding what to wear was never a problem, all my clothes were black, the way I liked them. Pulling them on quickly I didn't even bother running a comb through my hair.
If there was one thing I resented about myself, it was my hair. It was the same as my fathers, black and oily. It didn't help things that I was only allowed out of my room at certain times and there was no shower in the attic. Well, if that is how things were, I wasn't in any mood to make myself presentable.
The stairs creaked loudly as I made my way down, and soon I ended up on the second story. The muffled sounds of my mother's sobbing reached me as I passed by her room. There wasn't any screaming since last night, what could have her so upset? But another noise came from down in the living room telling me that my father was growing impatient.
It was a necessity to press on. But when I reached the top of the stairs, a feeling in the pit of my stomach made me stop. It may have been my unsettled feeling at what would happen, or maybe it was simply that I had not freely entered this part of the house for as long as I could remember. What ever it was, it had to be ignored; I had to go.
I took a deep breath and began my descent.
We went through the fire place and ended up in a dark room. The only light in the room came from the full moon shining outside the window. It was an eerie place filled with a heavy silence.
Suddenly a shrill yet powerful voice pierced the silence. "Come forward…in to the light."
Suddenly a large hand pushed me forward and I fell into the patch of moonlight on the floor. I could feel eyes watching me from around the room, but the pair right in front of me felt as if they saw past me and into the depths of my mind.
The voice that had spoke before spoke now again, but in my thoughts.
"You are small, and meek. You hate the life into which you were born, and have a repressed thirst for vengeance. Interesting."
Confusion filled me along with terror.
"Don't worry child," the cryptic voice said through my mind, "I won't hurt you; I just want to help you. You want that don't you; to be strong, to defend yourself? Yessss, I can see you do. You could be great you know? Great, powerful, people will bow to you as they bow to me."
My head had begun to spin, I could focus on nothing but the voice; it was beautiful, promising. It felt as if the voice was part of me; running through my mind and touching my spirit. Power, strength, every word sounded…pretty. So pretty, and hopeful.
"Yess-ss! You like this don't you? You want me to help you?"
I could do nothing to agree, but I felt myself willing this, and hoping he would. A figure appeared before me, cloaked in black, face hidden in darkness.
"Give me your arm," this voice was not in my head. It was everywhere, but it was right in front of me. I felt my arm reach out in front of me but I don't remember having any control of where it was going; it was as if some outside force was compelling my arm to move.
An icy hand pushed up my sleeve and suddenly made contact with my flesh. Chills pierced through me, emanating from this place of contact. And still I was not in control, could not choose what to do. And yet, I was perfectly happy, content to let this voice control me for the rest of my life. I trusted the voice; I loved the voice. It was full of promises and strength much grater than my own and it filled me making me, for the first time, happy.
And here I stayed in this one blissful moment for what felt like and eternity; but suddenly I was overcome by a pain. Pain, agonizing and terrible. It ripped through my arm and burned my flesh. Yet it did so much more. It pierced my mind filling me with terror and fear, guilt and sorrow, anger and hate. And all the while a terrible din of shouting and voices rang through my brain disrupting any semblance of thought.
In this agonizing pain I remained for a few moments. Then as suddenly as it came, it was gone and I was filled with nothing.
The next few minutes were lost to me and the next thing I could remember was lying on the floor and opening my eyes. For a moment I considered that I had gone blind, as even the light from the moon did not shine through the black gloom that surrounded me. What happened?
Somewhere a dog howled and the cloud fell away from the cover of the moon. I rolled over onto my side and looked around the room. At first there as nothing to see; but then a tall figure stepped into the light.
"Welcome."
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Yea it's short, but anything more switches into a new chapter and I wanted to keep this as a separate entity. I'll make the next one long, but this felt like a place to end it. And now, I must go to Calculus BC! I heart that class! We only have to go Tuesdays and Thursdays. So it is wonderful! It's glorious!! Well I will update now.
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~Atiannala