Ok just so you all know, I have serious writers block so don't flame me for
a really short chapter. Happy reading
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Drowning: Chapter 8 Murder and Suicide
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Rath stood in front of Cesia, a glazed look in his eye. He had no control
over his body and its actions. His mind was yelling at himself to stop what
he was doing, but it was useless. No matter how hard he tried, he still
kept walking forward, sword held tightly in his hand.
.
He was going to kill her, and then he was going to die. He was dieing at
that very moment. The place where Dark Cesias whip had pierced him earlier
still bleeding freely. Dark Cesias spell being the only thing keeping him
up on his feet.
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His complexion was pail, lips turning a purplish blue, eyes wide. The only
part of him that didn't seem calm, they were the opposite of calm, they
were filled with dread and terror, but most of all, they were pleading.
Pleading for freedom and forgiveness as he approached Cesia. She was tied
to a tree and looked as bad as him.
.
She was all bloody from various cuts and large gashes. She looked tired and
beaten, very unlike her normal self. Cesia usually was filled with pride
and carried herself high. She never faltered. Now, she was bound to a tree,
head hung low. Her face filled with a faint look of fear and pleading.
.
"Please, Rath, you can fight this. Come on Rath. Remember me? Cesia, Im
your friend. I love you. The Rath I know wouldn't do this." She pleaded to
the robotic like Rath.
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'I don't want to do this! Cesia! I need your help!' Rath yelled, but no
words came from his mouth. He was just yelling to himself in the void of
his mind. Only looking through the small windows of his eyes to see what
was going on. He couldn't look away. Instead of the words he wanted to say,
a strange cold and unfamiliar voice came out.
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"Im not Rath, and you are no longer needed for Her to survive. She has
separated herself from your weak body and has taken your magic and life
with her. My face will be the last thing you see in your pathetic life."
Rath raised his sword
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"What did she do to you!" Cesia spat as she glared at 'Rath' with hatred.
Knowing that this man in front of her, wasn't her Rath. But a toy, a pawn
in Dark Cesias twisted plan.
.
"I am her servant." 'Raths' eye twitched as two words escaped his mouth,
"Mind.Control" Before going back to normal.
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'She's controlling my mind. She's using your power of mind control to
control me! She wants me to kill you. I can't break the spell! It's your
power too! You can use your part of the power to free me!' Rath yelled to
no avail. She couldn't hear him. But at least to words had escaped his
mouth. The words mind control had left his lips. Maybe it would be enough.
He just had to hope she had enough strength and could figure it out before
it was to late. One thing he did know was that he was gaining more control.
If he could get himself to speak, even a little, then he was wearing down
the spell.
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.
Cesia heard the words that barely left his lips. Mind control, what did it
mean. She looked Rath up and down. She gasped at the large and bleeding
wound in his chest and the noticed his eyes. They were different from the
rest of him. They seemed less, robotic. The real Rath was still in there
somewhere. She just had to use her magic to free him. She knew her magic
wasn't working in this forest, but if Dark Cesias were working, then maybe
hers could work too. But she was running out of time.
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Rath neared her and was now standing almost directly in front of her. Close
enough to strike her. He brought his sword up over her head.
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"Rath, I know your in there somewhere. COME BACK!" she yelled the last
words as Rath swung his sword down as she yelled.
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There was a bright light, like the flash of a camera. In the midst of that
white flash was a spurt of read as Cesia fell to the ground. Rath next to
her, panting heavily, the glazed look in his eyes gone. He was back.
.
He looked to his side and saw Cesia.
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"Cesia?" Rath turned her over her eyes were closed.
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A figure stepped out from the shadows, "I guess now, its even better, you
killed her when you were not under my spell. You were free of my spell and
you still killed her. This is better then even I could have planed."
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Yes, short chapter I know, but I've got serious writers block.
Please R&R
Im so happy, it's almost done. Now here's where you get to choose. Do you
want a nice happy ending, or a more angst and not so happy ending? What do
you think?
The sooner you review the sooner you get the next chapter.
::Thinks about making sequel::
a really short chapter. Happy reading
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Drowning: Chapter 8 Murder and Suicide
.
.
.
.
.
Rath stood in front of Cesia, a glazed look in his eye. He had no control
over his body and its actions. His mind was yelling at himself to stop what
he was doing, but it was useless. No matter how hard he tried, he still
kept walking forward, sword held tightly in his hand.
.
He was going to kill her, and then he was going to die. He was dieing at
that very moment. The place where Dark Cesias whip had pierced him earlier
still bleeding freely. Dark Cesias spell being the only thing keeping him
up on his feet.
.
His complexion was pail, lips turning a purplish blue, eyes wide. The only
part of him that didn't seem calm, they were the opposite of calm, they
were filled with dread and terror, but most of all, they were pleading.
Pleading for freedom and forgiveness as he approached Cesia. She was tied
to a tree and looked as bad as him.
.
She was all bloody from various cuts and large gashes. She looked tired and
beaten, very unlike her normal self. Cesia usually was filled with pride
and carried herself high. She never faltered. Now, she was bound to a tree,
head hung low. Her face filled with a faint look of fear and pleading.
.
"Please, Rath, you can fight this. Come on Rath. Remember me? Cesia, Im
your friend. I love you. The Rath I know wouldn't do this." She pleaded to
the robotic like Rath.
.
'I don't want to do this! Cesia! I need your help!' Rath yelled, but no
words came from his mouth. He was just yelling to himself in the void of
his mind. Only looking through the small windows of his eyes to see what
was going on. He couldn't look away. Instead of the words he wanted to say,
a strange cold and unfamiliar voice came out.
.
"Im not Rath, and you are no longer needed for Her to survive. She has
separated herself from your weak body and has taken your magic and life
with her. My face will be the last thing you see in your pathetic life."
Rath raised his sword
.
"What did she do to you!" Cesia spat as she glared at 'Rath' with hatred.
Knowing that this man in front of her, wasn't her Rath. But a toy, a pawn
in Dark Cesias twisted plan.
.
"I am her servant." 'Raths' eye twitched as two words escaped his mouth,
"Mind.Control" Before going back to normal.
.
'She's controlling my mind. She's using your power of mind control to
control me! She wants me to kill you. I can't break the spell! It's your
power too! You can use your part of the power to free me!' Rath yelled to
no avail. She couldn't hear him. But at least to words had escaped his
mouth. The words mind control had left his lips. Maybe it would be enough.
He just had to hope she had enough strength and could figure it out before
it was to late. One thing he did know was that he was gaining more control.
If he could get himself to speak, even a little, then he was wearing down
the spell.
.
.
Cesia heard the words that barely left his lips. Mind control, what did it
mean. She looked Rath up and down. She gasped at the large and bleeding
wound in his chest and the noticed his eyes. They were different from the
rest of him. They seemed less, robotic. The real Rath was still in there
somewhere. She just had to use her magic to free him. She knew her magic
wasn't working in this forest, but if Dark Cesias were working, then maybe
hers could work too. But she was running out of time.
.
Rath neared her and was now standing almost directly in front of her. Close
enough to strike her. He brought his sword up over her head.
.
"Rath, I know your in there somewhere. COME BACK!" she yelled the last
words as Rath swung his sword down as she yelled.
.
There was a bright light, like the flash of a camera. In the midst of that
white flash was a spurt of read as Cesia fell to the ground. Rath next to
her, panting heavily, the glazed look in his eyes gone. He was back.
.
He looked to his side and saw Cesia.
.
"Cesia?" Rath turned her over her eyes were closed.
.
A figure stepped out from the shadows, "I guess now, its even better, you
killed her when you were not under my spell. You were free of my spell and
you still killed her. This is better then even I could have planed."
.
.
.
.
.
Yes, short chapter I know, but I've got serious writers block.
Please R&R
Im so happy, it's almost done. Now here's where you get to choose. Do you
want a nice happy ending, or a more angst and not so happy ending? What do
you think?
The sooner you review the sooner you get the next chapter.
::Thinks about making sequel::
