No Yugi-oh owning…
Draggy: Okay, remember my EXTREMELY short and pointless story summery. Remember how I said the Fallen angel was going to steal the heart of an innocent…. Literally. You guys are smart enough to figure the roles out, aren't you? Anyway, you all know what that means right? Okay, prepare yourselves; guess what's coming up! REMEMBER my warning, I did say literally, so you know full well what you got yourselves into! Ah ha. *Points at readers* I TOLD you! Ouh, look at the title, some scary stuff, ne?
Draggy's Yami: Oh, yeah. Just terrifying. *Voice oozing with sarcasm*
Draggy: Please tell me if this is boring.
Shadow In The Dark: DeathI woke. It was dark out, oh so very, very dark. Groggily I forced myself off by bed to open the window allowing a sweet cool breeze to massage my face. I sighed into the darkness. I hate the darkness. Dark, it was so very, very dark tonight. I get lost in the darkness so I fear it. I don't admit it to my friends but I've had this fear for, well, I cannot remember NOT being afraid… maybe I was just scared of the night…. But then again he comes at night. Smiling I look out the window. I know it's silly, but I think he's an angel maybe, dare I hope it, my guardian angel.
I somehow feel when he's around I don't know why but I do. Lazily I allow my eyes to close, head resting on the windows pane. For a moment I thought he was going to come again, I guess not. Sometimes I hope it to be true. I have fantasies and daydream where, for once he doesn't fly away. Where- I pause momentarily to smile- where instead he comes to my window, smiling, asking if he can come in. I often imagine how magnificent he would look and then we would stare at each other's eyes. Or, maybe he would softly nudge me awake, and tenderly look down at me. Yes, I wish to meet this guardian angel, I know, KNOW we are destined to meet. Sometimes I trick myself into believing he was just a fantasy created by me, but- then he would fly by again; a constant pull on my heartstrings.
I have told no one of this. No, they would think I was crazy. The feeling, it's, it's- oh I can't explain it. While in his presence I know we are meant for each other and while he is gone the feeling fades, I constantly remind myself how strong it is, but like I said it fades and I'm left alone, doubting he was ever there. Then he would fly by again, and his presence would intoxicate me once more.
I know not who he is, just that I sense his presence, his wondrous presence. I slowly drift to sleep, no longer able to stay awake, head still resting on the windows pane…
I awake like I have so many other nights when he is near. My heart races, breath caught short, suddenly I'm wide-awake, eyes looking fervently out at the night sky. Why did it have to be so dark! I shudder. The dark is the reason I cannot see the winged figure outside, could never see him. It hides him so well that I cannot even see a silhouetted outline. I wait, knowing he's coming closer, waiting in hopes that this will be the night I finally get to meet my guardian angel. My eyes eagerly look to the sky. I sit and wait, sit and wait.
Sit.
Waite.
Sit.
Waite.
Sit.
Wai- grrr, this is taking forever!
Allowing a frustrated sigh to escape my lips I decide to pop my head out of the window as if by some miracle this would magically allow me to suddenly spot him. I leaned so far out that I almost slipped, cursing I fell back into my room. Then, like a bee sting I'm suddenly engulfed with his aura. Smiling I search the skies, trying hard to pinpoint him. I was surprised, to say the least, when I ended looking down at my backyard. My heart did a leap. Could he, I mean, was he, was he finally here for, could he have come to me?
I still could not see him, he was just as much shrouded in the dark as he was in the air; silently I cursed the darkness. After realizing he wasn't coming out of the shadows I got all my courage to call out to him, my voice managing to stay soft and somewhat calm, I knew I let some of my curiosity slip through the tone. "Hello? Are you, I mean could you. Will you come out… … …please?" Damn it, damn it, damn it! That sounded so lame. I had rehearsed a million and seven times what I would say to him upon our meeting, and that wasn't one of them!
He gave no response, no conformation that he had heard me. "Umm… I just, I just; can you please… show me… you?" Oh yeah, that was A LOT better. I think I just won the award of 'most lame conversationalist', what's that? I should fall out of the window and die. Believe me, if I could, I most definitely would. Lamely I opened my mouth again but shut it before I could utter another syllable. I allowed my head to fall limply into my hands. Why couldn't this be like my fantasies! I was making such a big dork out of myself.
Moaning mentally I retreated back into my room. I was about to turn my light on when I heard rustling in my yard, as quick as I could I raced back to my window and looked out eagerly. There he stood, a single silhouette, another blotch of shadows in my yard. My voice was caught in my throat. This was really happening. I could see him he does exist! True, I could only see a figure, no detail at all, but that was enough to make my heart race. His cloak concealed everything about him; absently I realized he had no wings, or at least, none visible. His cloak was extremely long and shabby, blowing freely in the wind, hood concealing all his facial features. Even if it was day I would never be able to see him.
Realizing how stupid I must have looked gawking at him as I was, I silently closed by mouth. My eyes however were still wide in amazement. Blushing furiously I ducked under my window, well out of view. Outside I desperately tried not to scream out in frustration, inside was a whole other thing entirely. Taking a few well-needed breaths I slowly poked my head over the windowsill, face soon contorting to panic, as he was no longer there. Looking around furiously I tried to sense him, surely he was still there, he HAD to be!
He was hidden in the shadows again. Fearing that I was going to lose him I allowed a tear to fall serenely down my cheek. But I wasn't beat yet he was still there! Determination took hold as I raced down the stairs of my house, wiping the tear away. I would not allow him to leave! Not now… not ever. I strongly felt like he was mine. Not MINE, mine, more- faltering on this thought I decided to go with, more mine than anybody else's mine, he was still his of course!
I grabbed my fall jacket on the way out tightly rapping it around myself. Bursting through the door I soon found that he had left my backyard. That was it; he was gone, maybe forever. Defeated I slumped to the ground. Determined not to allow a single tear to fall although I could feel them building up in my eyes. Cursing silently under my breath I allowed myself to fall on the frozen and stiff grass. I could feel dead leaves disintegrate underneath me. I laid there for not even a minute, wishing to turn back time, ignoring everything around me, replaying my stupidity over and over again in my head. Then I felt it, he was close, so very close. Jumping up I heedlessly raced off in the direction I knew he would be.
Streets past busy and residential alike as I ran, yet I hardly noticed or cared. I would find my guardian angel. I would! Every time I thought I caught up with him he was always too far ahead. Why was he running from me! …And why not just fly. Maybe he wasn't an angel at all. No, I still think he's my guardian angel; I have a gut feeling.
Slowly but surely the realization that I was chasing a stranger through the city, at NIGHT and in my BOXERS had just fixed itself in my mind. Cautiously I looked around; a relieved sigh escaped my lips as I realized nobody was in the region. And yet I still followed my angel. I had, however, heard the beat of overly large wings above, it scared me, they were not my angel's wings.
Eventually I grew increasingly tired and started to leg involuntarily. He was moving too fast for me. Eventually I had to stop to catch my breath, how was I ever going to catch him. After a few seconds rest I took after him again, I couldn't- no, wouldn't lose him. Then he had stopped; thank the creator he had stopped! Slowly or at least it seemed so to me I finally reached the vicinity in which he waited. I recognized it immediately as a park-like place called 'Forever Pearl'. I had been here only a few times in the past, but even then it was still daytime, now the place looked eerie. In the centre of the "park" there was this magnificent hill where children rolled down in the summer and tobogganed in the winter, where, on it's very top stood an odd yet beautiful tree, a blossom tree. But that hill just looked ominous in the pitch dark that was night. Where was the light? I looked around the vast area where trees grew freely yet a large area of just grass land made itself known as a park. It was dark, so dark, and I was cold. I convinced myself it was just the weather making me shake as I did.
Then I saw him, a lone shadowy figure on that ominous hill, under the tree. Swallowing softly I started to tread towards the hill. I really didn't like the dark; it seemed to swallow me whole. He stood unnervingly still, yet I practically missed a few beats of my heart for I was so over-joyed to FINALLY see the creature that had been calling to my heart for so very long.
He wore the shadows like a cloak and concealed himself well. Slowly, agonizingly slowly I made my way up to him, catching my breath as I walked steadily forward. Nothing could keep me from him, not now, net ever. I've been waiting for so eternally long just to meet him and now, now it was going to happen. I couldn't help but smile as I approached. Soon, so soon we would meet. I felt light and dizzy but nothing could stop me from meeting my fantasy, from meeting him.
My breath held in my throat as I stood directly in front of him. We stood there in silence, he has yet to speak and I dare not least my voice betrays me. Slowly I examine him, this is the first time we've ever been so close. He was almost a head taller than me; of course he was on the higher part of the hill. The worn cloak shifts gracefully in the breeze, revealing black pants underneath boots with metal clasps that run up to his knees. The coat was shredded at the bottom, giving him a ruff look. Hesitantly I smiled up at him only to discover his head was lowered not allowing me to see a fraction of his face.
My heart started to beat faster, I could hear it in my chest ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum. Can he hear it? Does he know what bliss and torture I'm in at this very moment? Not being able to take it anymore I dare to take a step closer. Ba-dum, ba dum, ba-dum. He does not move. My hand shakily goes to remove his hood, to finally meet my angel face to face. He does not twitch, does not move. How can he stand so still? My fingers grasp the fabric of his hood; taking in a deep breath I shove it back but before it can fall he jumps back one hand holding the hood over his features. …I was so close.
He lifts his head up, allowing me to at least see his mouth, which was twisted up into a smirk? Hesitantly I take another step towards him. His twisted smile did not falter. In turn I give him my best and brightest smile. For a split second I swear that smirk had left his face, but if it had it was back now and larger than ever. I reach for his hood once more but this time he shakes his head ever so slightly, I saw it and dropped my hands in a sorrowful defeat. I couldn't help but choke out, "why?".
In response the back of his cloak twisted ever so slightly. Noting where my eyes had gone my angel whispers to me dangerously. Smiling still, "Do you want to see them, never-tenshi?"
Shakily I ask, "what?"
"My wings."
My face lightened up dramatically. He really is an angel! I nod my head in anticipation. My heart still beating loudly in my chest. Suddenly the cloak parted as his wings spanned out, large and beautiful and… …gods! I looked to his face; his smile was gone replaced with etched pain. Noting my attention he quickly hid his pain from view. My eyes darted back to his wings, his poor wings! They were mangled, feathers had fallen off, holes and claw marks ran threw them. In some places they were even stained red. Oh, my poor guardian angel, what have they done to you. Quickly I race to his side, concerned for the poor nameless soul in front of me. My hand gently strokes a feather only to be grabbed roughly and tossed to the ground in front of him.
"Don't EVER do that again, never-tenshi." His voice sounded like ice and for the first time ever I was scared of him.
"Wh- who did this to you?" My voice faltered but, oh my poor angel, who could be so cruel to you?
My angel had his twisted smile on once again. "A word to the wise, never-tenshi, never trust an angel!" He knelt on one leg, wings expanded to the fullest width, and then- then his hand shot out quick as lightning. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum. My heart races, then the pain, THE PAIN! His hand had shot towards my heart, crushing my rib cage in the process. Suddenly I could no longer breath, a metallic liquid filled my mouth, I started to choke on my own blood even as it drizzled out of my mouth and slid down my chin, falling on the arm that held tight to my heart. He jerked his hand. Blood, more blood. I tried so hard to stay conscious, to stay alive. I watched in silent tears as he yanked at my heart again, this time succeeding in pulling it free of my body. I convulsed but managed to stay on my knees. I could barely comprehend the absolute delight on his face and managed to choke out, "why?" blood spewed from my eyes, I could no longer see, everything went dark, I felt as my body started to fall to the ground, taking eternity to finally hit the ground. My angel looked down at me, I could feel his stare. My body convulsed a few more times, pain, the absolute tortured pain!! Just before I could FINALLY die, finally escape this torture I heard him utter one word…
"Revenge."