Hey, you might know me as the writer of 'I am' and different Escaflowne
fic. Well, it's good to, so once you are done here I strongly suggest going
and reading it.
Anyway, this story is WAY different from my other one. This is
Angst/Romance but the romance isn't the angst. Rated for violence strong
language and adult situations.
Disclaimer: I don't own cheetahs, cheese, flour, sliced bread, strawberry jam, the British Empire, cabbage, glass windows, Sticky tack, or sports cars. Oh.and I don't own Escaflowne either.
**Thoughts** "Dialogue"
An Evil that Never Sleeps Prologue
The green liquid in the tube clouded my vision and the hundreds of wires stuck into my body hindered my perception even more. All I knew was I was in a large room full of specimen tubes. And from what I could tell, I was in one as well.
**That makes me an experiment right? Hmm.I guess they created me or
something**
Suddenly my head throbbed and I blacked out.
My next form of physical awareness was cold. I was cold, or at least my back was. I was strapped onto a cold metal table underneath a very bright light that hurt my newly opened eyes. Five men were standing around me but I couldn't see their faces. I had needles in my arms and neck and they were draining blood from my body.
"Test the metal. If it conducts electricity, we'll have to reintegrate it," one of the dark figures spoke.
A pain surged through me as the tiny metal studs all over my body began to glow with heat. Power surged in every corner of my form, guided by my metal enforced skeleton. I screamed as my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I ripped free of the restraints holding me down.
I felt the warm blood on my face within seconds as the terror filled screams overwhelmed my head. The smell enticed me, and I tore every one of them into pieces. I laughed uncontrollably at the pleasure of feeling blood, bone, and flesh in my hands. My once white hair clung to my face as the warm crimson liquid dripped from it.
Slowly I lifted my hand to my mouth and I licked a finger clean. The taste consumed me and I wanted more. I wanted to taste death even more. Feel it, and see it in the eyes of my victims before I killed them.
I opened my right eye halfway. It was only a dream, a memory, and a nightmare that was now over. Slowly I sat up, I was sore and stiff and my body protested at my movement. Ignoring it I moved to the mirror in the far corner to smooth my 'just-out-of-bed-I'm-half-dead' look before I left on the transport to my new station. I scowled at my reflection and quickly brushed my hair into its normal neat appearance. My white hair reached the middle of my back and a few shorter strands dangled in front of my ears. I looked now at my reflection itself. My right eye shone a brilliant blue while my left glowed an evil red. Above both of them, where there should have been eyebrows, was a neat row of five silver studs identical to the other 240 that covered my body.
I'm Rho, goddess of death
Disclaimer: I don't own cheetahs, cheese, flour, sliced bread, strawberry jam, the British Empire, cabbage, glass windows, Sticky tack, or sports cars. Oh.and I don't own Escaflowne either.
**Thoughts** "Dialogue"
An Evil that Never Sleeps Prologue
The green liquid in the tube clouded my vision and the hundreds of wires stuck into my body hindered my perception even more. All I knew was I was in a large room full of specimen tubes. And from what I could tell, I was in one as well.
**That makes me an experiment right? Hmm.I guess they created me or
something**
Suddenly my head throbbed and I blacked out.
My next form of physical awareness was cold. I was cold, or at least my back was. I was strapped onto a cold metal table underneath a very bright light that hurt my newly opened eyes. Five men were standing around me but I couldn't see their faces. I had needles in my arms and neck and they were draining blood from my body.
"Test the metal. If it conducts electricity, we'll have to reintegrate it," one of the dark figures spoke.
A pain surged through me as the tiny metal studs all over my body began to glow with heat. Power surged in every corner of my form, guided by my metal enforced skeleton. I screamed as my eyes rolled to the back of my head and I ripped free of the restraints holding me down.
I felt the warm blood on my face within seconds as the terror filled screams overwhelmed my head. The smell enticed me, and I tore every one of them into pieces. I laughed uncontrollably at the pleasure of feeling blood, bone, and flesh in my hands. My once white hair clung to my face as the warm crimson liquid dripped from it.
Slowly I lifted my hand to my mouth and I licked a finger clean. The taste consumed me and I wanted more. I wanted to taste death even more. Feel it, and see it in the eyes of my victims before I killed them.
I opened my right eye halfway. It was only a dream, a memory, and a nightmare that was now over. Slowly I sat up, I was sore and stiff and my body protested at my movement. Ignoring it I moved to the mirror in the far corner to smooth my 'just-out-of-bed-I'm-half-dead' look before I left on the transport to my new station. I scowled at my reflection and quickly brushed my hair into its normal neat appearance. My white hair reached the middle of my back and a few shorter strands dangled in front of my ears. I looked now at my reflection itself. My right eye shone a brilliant blue while my left glowed an evil red. Above both of them, where there should have been eyebrows, was a neat row of five silver studs identical to the other 240 that covered my body.
I'm Rho, goddess of death