His Soul - Chapter Nine - They Have Brought Me Too Them - The End is Coming But Will He Fight?
As I slowly wake I can sense that I am being watched even before my eyes are open. I can also tell that I am not in my room on my bed any more. I should be feeling panic right about now but I'm not. I can as tell without opening my eyes that it has been a long sleep one that has somehow taken me into the next night. My body can sense that it has been sleeping for well over the last thirty-six hours. I can also tell that it was a dreamless peaceful sleep something I haven't had since I went to the Arena to see him. As I open my eyes I see that somehow I have been changed without even knowing it for I am now wearing a white gown that goes almost to my ankles and has small dark royal purple and deep blood red flowers along all of the seems. It is beautiful the most beautiful gown I have ever seen but also not something that I have ever owned. Oh my god I just realized that I must have been bathed while I slept also or was I in some form of a trance. I smell of Lavender and Roses from a bath that I can not remember taking. Funny because even the scents are of red and purple just like there colors. And now I think that I must be blushing because I can hear him laughing softly which is almost unnerving in many ways. For it is as if he has just read my mind. He bends down and gently kisses my lips. And this time I don't feel the burning of the kiss but a soft warm kiss that some how has a soul to it. I can tell this because it feels as if it is full of an electrical charge. And that charge is running right through me and is setting me on fire. I close my eyes during the kiss but not before looking into his crystal green eyes. Once again he aloud me a quick glimpse into his soul. I can't help but to moan out gently against his lips. After a second he pulls away and I can feel him move off of the bed before I can open up my eyes. I look up at him and see that he is dressed in almost all black leather with touches of the dark royal purple as accent on his gloves, boots, pants and shirt. The black leather with the purple makes him look even hotter then I could believe him to be. He turns and walks away from the bed but at the same time I can feel his brother as he moves up on the other side of me. I turn my head so that I then look up into the darkness and the light. He is sitting next to me watching me closely. I sense that he has been sitting there just watching and waiting for me to awake and for his brother to quit kissing me. As if he is some how my protector while I am here tonight. Just like I feel I am his and must find a way to save his brothers soul so that I may save his too. I also know that some where in my sleep I laid in his arm protected for and do I dare say it? And protect from do I dare say who? Or from what? But yet I also lay in the arms of Soul Taker too and yet I had felt safe there also. I believe in my heart that I was just that too... safe. I am more confused now then I have been for the last few months of my life. And now I can hear him laughing softly too. And I can sense that just like his brother did just a few moments ago he too read my mind. For the first time I know that what I see is a smile on his face and laughter in his eyes. A smile that calms me without me even knowing it is doing it. I believe that he does not even know that he is calming me either for that fact. Though his eyes tell me that he is calm but is still unsure weather we will win or lose tonight but yet that which ever it is he will be fine with the out come. His eyes and his smile are also letting me know that I am safe for at least now. For I don't really know what will be heading our way later this evening. He has no mask on tonight so that his beautiful face is shown to me once more. He look so much likes his brother that he takes my breath away. He looks away almost if he is embarrassed or shy. I finally notice that he is not dressed in his usual outfit of black and red strips. But that this time he is dressed in black leather much like that of which his older brother wears. Except where the soul stealers has dark royal purple as an accent on his clothing, boots and gloves Kane has his the deep blood red. Like the flowers on my gown it holds both of their colors as if in a way I am to belong to the both of them. But then in a way I guess that I do, as I must do battle for both of their souls. He gently helps me to sit up and as my eyes adjust I can finally look around the room. The room is a dark room but not because of no lighting as there is a glow of lights all around the room. The room is dark because there is a lot of black in the room. The four walls are painted black but two of the walls have the dark royal purple drapes hanging from them. And the other two walls have drapes of deep blood red across them. I realize that there must be a door but yet I can not see it. This makes my heart race some till once more I look into his eyes, the good and the evil or the darkness and the light, as I tend to think of them. He gentle leans forward and kisses me on the lips and once more I feel as if I have electricity running through me. Once more I can't help but to moan but this time against his lips as my eyes close. He kisses me deeply for a few more seconds till there is a feeling of smoke and badness swirling around the room. He breaks the kiss and then rises up off the bed I feel as if I can't breath. As he rises off the bed he reaches out and gently takes my hand helping me to stand on legs that I'm not sure will even hold me. As he gently leads me to the center of the room I notice the furniture in the room for the first time. All of the furniture in the room has touches of the dark royal purple and the deep blood red but in general is black. Plus there are only three no some how now there is four pieces of furniture in the room. Two chairs of black velvet with the same flowers of deep blood red and dark royal purple. The bed that in which I had been laying on just a few moments ago has a black velvet cover also with the flowers in their colors. And the last piece, which is different from all the rest because it is white with the flowers just, like my dress. This last piece of furniture makes my heart almost stop in my chest for it is an altar. The two chairs are facing the altar and are between the bed and the altar. I am lead to stand at first between the chairs till the soul stealer who I hadn't noticed had some how left the room returns. He then takes one of my arms as his brother takes the other. They then lead me to kneel before the altar just in front of the chairs. They then each man turns and leaves me there kneeling so that they may take a chair. The Soul Stealer, or maybe I should call him The Undertaker tonight being that this might be the last time that I can sits to my right and Kane his brother sits to my left. All of a sudden I can feel it as if it is a cold wind slowly winding it way around the room and my body. I feel fear like I have never felt it before and hope to never feel it again. I realize it like a slap in the face or a cold bucket of water being thrown on me that this is the beginning of the end. I wish I could see his eyes but then maybe I don't as I am sure that they are turned back and are white and evil right now? I can not tell for sure, as there is much turmoil in the room. But is it in his heart or is it just my own that I am feeling? Or that of his brother? Will we make it out of here or will we all be lost to the evil that is slowly making it's way into this room? Will he let his soul be saved or should I have used the spell when I could have? I can only hope that he will fight. But what I'm I asking him to fight and for who? Himself, his brother, me or is it all of us that I am asking him to fight for? So as the scariest of all evil makes its way here all I can do is ask myself questions. And pray that he is strong enough to want to fight for his soul because I know as I have since I was a child that it is going to be one hell of a fight but that he is the one that will have to do the most. For if we are to win then he must be willing to fight for us all.
Author Notes: Please Read and Review. I do know that it is a little strange but some times we just have to write them as we think them. Especially with the possibility of the Deadman coming back dark. So if you wish to flame me for it go ahead because I can take it. But let me know either way what you think of it. Also a special thanks to those of you who have sent me Reviews they are appreciated. Oh this one should be finished in just another chapter or two.
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