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Drowning: Chapter 5
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Rath sat in his cage, rocking back and forth hugging his knees close to
him. 'It cant be true. It cant.' Raths mind screamed, his breathing
quickened. Its the quickened breathing you do when your crying, but for
Rath, no tears came. His eyes were wide in the growing dark.
The camp was silent. The bandits long gone to bed. Only the sound of
crickets to comfort him. His eyes gazed upon the moon, seeing Cesias face
reflecting in it. Her laugh, her voice, her sent, were all haunting him,
stalking him in his sleep.
'Whats going on. I cant go three minutes without seeing her face, or having
thoughts about her. With every thought of her, my pulse quickens, my breath
grows still. I have an overpowering urge to hold her, comfort her, kiss
her?'
"AHHHH!" Rath screamed in frustration, holding his head tightly in his
hands. "What the hell Im I thinking! Whats going on. Why the hell is this
happening!"
His cries woke up the whole camp. The bandits was soon assembled outside
Raths cage, where Rath was still screaming in frustration.
"What the hell do ya think your doin, punk." a rather large man spat.
"Take him back to the post." The leader ordered
Two large men grabbed Rath by the arms, thrashing and kicking furiously.
"NOOOO!" he screamed, his anger getting the best of him.
Rath grabbed the mans sword out of its hilt with his bound hands. Quickly
he maneuvered the sword so that soon his bindings were cut and he was in a
fighting stance, looking for a way out of the surrounding mob. 'To the
left'
He charged forward, the sword slashing through anything that got in his
way.
When Rath left the camp, he was running blindly forward, his rage and
frustration leading him in an unknown direction. He didn't look back, back
to the scene of the half wounded or dead bandits, or back to the cage and
the dreams.
Rath stopped at the site before him, it was the hotel. He smiled a crooked
smile, in fact, it was more of a smirk at that, and jumped in through the
nearest open window. His window. What he saw made his heart stop.
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Cesia woke to a loud thump coming from near the window, she grabbed the
bell sword and turned over to see. It was till dark and it had probably
only been an hour or so since she had last waken up.
She looked to where the sound had come from and froze.
"What are you doing here." Rath said coldly.
"Rath, where have you been, I was so-"
"Shut up and answer the damn question!" Rath yelled loosing what little
patients he had.
Cesia got up from the bed shaking. Still holding Raths jacket and the bell
tightly. 'What happened you out there.' She thought in fear.
Rath edged closer to her, his bloody sword still raised.
"Rath, please, calm down. Dont you remember, its me, Cesia." She tried to
say this calmly, trying to hold back the fear in her voice. Cesia looked
him in the eyes, there was an odd fire and rage that was there, he's never
looked at her with such, hatred before. That look meant death for many
demons in the past. Those eyes, were the last thing many of them saw.
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"Why are you acting like this? You dont really want to hurt me. Do you."
Rath stopped. Dropping the sword, sending it clanking to the floor
screaming, "I-I dont know!!" as Rath held his head in his hands again,
sinking to his knees shaking.
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Cesia slowly approached him and knelt down in front of him. She placed her
hands on his face and kissed him. "Its going to be ok Rath." She pulled him
close into a warm comforting hug. "Its going to be ok." She whispered into
his hair, rocking him back and forth.
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Rath slowly calmed down. His breathing evened, and his heart beat steadied.
The look for blood in his eyes gone back to normal.
"Im...Im..."Rath stuttered.
"Its ok. I know." Cesia said, wanting nothing more then to comfort him and
make him feel better.
Rath hugged her back, thinking back on what he was going to do. He would
have killed her. He had wanted to kill her. The thought scared him. Rath
buried his head into her shoulder, still shaking, taking in her warmth.
When they broke apart Cesia handed him a small bell. "You left this here. I
think you may need it."
Rath smiled as Cesia put the necklace over his head, but stopped her when
she moved to drape his jacket over his shoulders.
"Keep it. You'll need it more then me." Rath got up quickly and turned
towards the window.
"What is it?"
"Cesia, they're coming for you. Run."
"What? Who's coming for me? Rath, Whats going on?"
"Run! Please, Cesia before the get here. I'll hold them off as long as I
can. Meet me at the cave about four miles up the road. Dont stop running.
Dont come back for anything." He commanded, pulling the bell from around
his neck.
"But, Rath-"
"There's not time to explain. Please, I dont want you hurt." His eyes
softened as he looked upon her. "Here, take this." he handed her the sword
he had taken from the bandit. "You may need it."
Cesia looked down at the sword, wondering what could be going on. She
nodded and started for the door, then turned and went back to Rath. She
kissed his soft lips and caressed his face, looking at him with worry.
"Dont take to long. I wont wait up for you." She said with a smile in her
voice.
"Right."
And Cesia left. Raths coat flapping in the soft night breeze behind her.
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Just as Cesia left, the bandits could be seen approaching through the
brush. Rath took up a position in front of the small inn. His Sword at
hand, wearing a cocky grin.
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The bandits approached not long after, hardly believing who was standing in
the way.
"Look who it is." Lord Arthok said smirking at Raths image. "He thinks he
can stop us. The twerp. Hey kid, do you really think you stand a chance
against all of us?"
"Do you think all of you can handle me. Rath Illuzor?" Rath said, raising
an eyebrow
The mans eyes widened at first, then turned back to normal, his
expressionless face breaking into a smile. "So, the famous Rath Illuzor has
come to fight us. Hear that men, he thinks he can take us down. Go show him
what your made of."
"Whatever, its your funeral." Rath shrugged, getting in a fighting stance.
The men charged at Rath, they came in scattered bunches, each one falling
where they stood. Rath dodged and stabbed for what seemed like an eternity.
Although Rath slayed many bandits, its not like he did all this without
getting his share of cuts and minor jabs to the shoulder and one landing in
his leg, making it more difficult to dodge.
Rath stood before the remaining 35ish men panting. He was using his sword
for support and was bleeding from numerous wounds.
"I must congratulate you Rath. You've killed many of my men. There has been
enough blood shed for one night. Its only a shame, that you were not killed
in the battle. You've proven to be a formidable opponent. You are my new
target. Rath Illuzor. I will avenge the death of my fallen bandits.
Besides, I do not sense my prize anywhere near here." The leader said and
turned to leave. His remaining men following him closely, holding the men
that were not yet dead.
Rath watched them till he could no longer see them before heading to the
cave he had told Cesia to go to.
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Cesia sat on a rock outside the cave, waiting for Rath, and keeping on the
lookout for what ever it was Rath was trying to defend her from.
There she waited late into the night. It would be light soon. The sky would
be growing brighter in a few hours.
Cesia heard a rustling in the bushes and when she saw the glimmer of a
sword, she charged at it. There was a loud clank as the two swords hit each
other. Rath had blocked Cesias attack with a swing of his sword, knocking
hers out of her hand.
Rath drew closer to the cave slowly, using his sword to aid him. Cesia
started a small fire and with the light it provided she gazed upon his
injured body. She gasped as she ran inside the cave to a small bag she had
brung with her. It was filled with some necessary first aid. Like bandages
and different medicines.
"Rath, I want you to take your shirt off." Cesia ordered
Rath looked up at her with a shocked look.
Cesia gave a loud sigh, "I wont be able to treat your ingeries other wise."
Rath nodded and tried taking off his bloodstained shirt. Half way through,
he winced in pain and stopped.
"Here, let me help you." Cesia took his shirt and gently slipped it over
his head and placed it on the ground. She cringed at the wounds she saw.
Cesia instantly started to bandage them up and wipe away the blood that was
on his chest and face.
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'Shes so gentle.' Rath thought as she began wiping his face. Rath watched
her work diligently. When she was dont with his chest and face she asked
him if he was hurt anywhere else.
"I was stabbed in the leg. Its not that bad."
Cesia was puzzled. She knew she had to treat his leg, but how was she gonna
do that. "Where is the wound?"
"A little above my knee."
Cesia looked a little more puzzled now. Rath smiled inwardly at the thought
of what she would do next.
She handed him the roll of bandage. "Here, do it yourself."
"What! But I dont know beans about this kind of stuff. You know as well as
I do that if I do it, it might as well not be done at all."
Cesia knew this very well, "What do you want me to do? Ask you to take your
pants off and do it myself?" Cesia looked at Raths face. "Oh my God, you
really want me to do that."
"Do you have another choice?"
"You sure?"
"Hey, out of anyone, I only would let you."
Cesia didn't know how to take this, she turned around as Rath undid his
pants and pulled them down till his entire wound was revealed. Cesia then
came over and gasped at what she saw. "How did this happen?" (but thats not
all she gasped about. nehehehehe. 'sry, sry sry, get away sophies inner fan
girl!')
"Hum, well, I think it was when this one, guy, came charging at me with his
sword raised to my chest. I swung at him, but he dogged and in that
position could only stab my leg. So thats what he did, of course in the end
it got him chopped in half."
Cesia smiled at the image of the look on the mans face, "Cool." Rath winced
a little as Cesia started pulling out a rock that had somehow lodged itself
in to the gap.
"How did this get in here?" Cesia asked, pulling out the pebble, it was
once gray, but now was drenched in a dripping red liquid.
"Oh, that, must have gotten in there when I fell."
"You fell?" Cesia sweat-droped
"Ah-huh, after I was stabbed."
Cesia nodded and started wrapping the bleeding wound in Raths leg. Both
were silent for sometime.
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Rath was sitting on a boulder while Cesia tended to his wounds. His eyes
wondered from her eyes, to her lips, to her neck and down. He turned away,
not wanting Cesia to see him blush. He didn't want to look away, but his
dream kept coming back to him. And he didn't want to face that in reality.
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Cesia tried to concentrate on bandaging the wound on Raths leg, but her
eyes kept traveling up his leg. Rath was only in his boxers now (I've
always thought of Rath as a boxers person), his black boxers, the ones she
had gotten him. When she finished warping his leg, and it seemed that the
bleeding had finally stopped, she absentmindedly placed her had on his warm
flesh. Rath looked at her as she did this. Its seemed as if she were in
some sort of trance. He smiled. He liked the feel of her warm hand. He
reached out to place his hand on top of hers, and they stayed like that for
a brief moment.
Cesia shook her head, coming out of the trance. "Your, your pants."
"What about them?"
"Take them off."
"What?!" Rath said, his face turning light shades of pink and red.
"They're ripped and if I dont wash them, then it'll stain. Same goes for
your shirt."
Rath nodded and obeyed Cesia, but somewhere deep down he was just a little
disappointed.
So Rath sat there, next to a burning fire while Cesia went to wash and mend
his clothes. She came back about an hour or so later holding the wet, but
clean and mended clothes.
"Your going to have to sleep in that tonight Rath. These should be dry by
morning if we leave them out near the fire."
"Sure" There was a sudden breeze and Rath tried to hide his shivering.
"Here, take it, you're going to need this." Cesia said handing him his
coat. "We should go inside the cave, its warmer in there."
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They walked in the cave together and sat at the end of the small cave,
sitting next to each other for warmth. The two sat in an Erie silence,
listening to the sounds of the crackling fire and swaying of the trees in
the light breeze.
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"Rath, where were you? Where did you go? That morning when we were both
sitting in the chair, and you just. Left. I was really worried when you
didn't come back."
"I- I was-confused. I couldn't think. I was ambushed by some bandits and
they tortured and put me in a cage."
Cesia gasped, looking upon his back for the first time. 'How could I not
have noticed when I was bandaging his chest.' Then she remembered that Rath
had been leaning against the outside wall of the cave. 'He must have been
trying to hide this.'
"I think I went insane inside that cage. I couldn't think. I was on some
kind of rampage when I was let out for another beating. I killed them.
Well, some of them. Then I saw you. I was going to kill you. I-I had wanted
to kill you." There was a silence in the cave for a minute as Rath
collected his thoughts, "But I couldn't." Rath sat in the cave next to
Cesia hugging his knees again and shaking at the thought. He looked up when
he felt a warm presents on his bare back. "C-Cesia."
"Do you still want to kill me Rath?"
Rath could only look upon her hurt face. He had caused her pain. Maybe his
dream was right in saying that he was meant to be alone and that he only
caused pain. "No, I dont want that."
"Want what?"
But Rath wasn't listening. "I dont want to be alone anymore. I want- I want
to be with you Cesia. Always." He looked up at her face. He was crying.
Rath wrapped his arms around her small frame and held her. Crying into her
shoulder. He didn't care if she rejected him. But at least now he knew what
that feeling inside him was. He wasn't confused anymore. 'I love her.
Somewhere along the way, I fell in love with her.'
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Yeah, I think i'll be stoping here for today.
I got like the worlds biggest headach right now and i feel like crap. I
think i may be coming down with a cold. AWWW CRAP! I dotn wanna cold.
Haha, sry Sophie, but ur gonna have ta wait till the next chapter for your
lime.
Yes, next chapter there is a high chance of there being a lime. All thanks
to Sophie who wouldnt stop asking me to write a lime. She did the same
thing when she wanted me to write this fanfic. I feel so used. Oh what the
hell. Im actually liking writing this fic. Yes hyein I am so you dont need
to make fun of me after school. Wish me luck with the lime. It'll be my
first lime. How do you make a lime? With out turnign it into a lemon. Oh
well. I'll figure it out. ::thinks about making it a lemon:: ::Shakes head
and downs the bottle of cold medicine::
So........tired......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. WHOA! Im awake! I'll
write more on the bus to NY tomorrow. Four god damn hours on a stinkin bus.
Oh joy, you can just imagin the happy dance im doing now. Ok, im running
out of things to say in my cold medicin delirium. ::sways back and forth
like drunk person.:: ::randomly yells out "WHY IS THE RUM GONE!!!"::
::falls over::
Till i wirte more......or for thos of u who know me c ya at
school.......... but other wise.... byebye!
(review if u want the next chapter)