Some Surprises are in Order

By: Sephiroth

Written by: Crystalis Blade

Chapter 14



It was cold.

Wicked and callous,

frigid and wintry.

Her back arced in the icy breeze as she found a veil of darkness masking her eyes. She couldn't tell if her eyes were closed and she was dreaming, or her eyes were open and she was lost in reality. She wished it were the first, more than the latter.

She tried to sit up. Alas, the manacles of pain gripped her, as well as the snakes of steel that held her to her sacrificial altar.

"H.hello." Megan finally called into the dismal void. Am I dead? she thought. But I never thought death was so resentful. "Please.an-anyone." she whimpered into the abyss yet again, this time, letting her beads of salty woefulness slip across her cheeks.

Finally.

.an answer.



Tears on crystal. That's all she heard.

Drip.

drip.

drip.

Each droplet fell closer than the last and finally stopped next to her. A warmth within the chasm. Something leathery touched her forehead and breathed a sorrow. "Forgive me father.for I have sinned." a rich voice spoke. His voice was deep, yet tranquil with the most perfect accent; he spoke his vowels relaxed and languidly. Perfect. He was young.still innocent?

He's warmth flowed down her. He caressed her wrist; she grappled back. "Hush.I'm not here to hurt you," he spoke.

"Who are you," Megan barked as she squirmed on the table; her wrists suddenly hurt when she felt something warm.

"Please don't, child. You're only making it worse." Innocent as a father. Innocent as a dream long forgotten.

"Where am I? What am I doing here? Who are you? Wha-" suddenly, her barrage of questions was put to a halt with a finger on her lips.

"I told you a secret once child, then placed my fingers here and said, 'shhh,'" he whispered quietly in her ears.

Her eyes widen. Innocent as culpability itself. She stopped moving, yet involuntarily shook. His hand slowly moved over her shoulder, then down her arm to her wrist. She felt him meddle with her shackle and suddenly found her hand free. She tried to lift it, yet a pain in her open-faced elbow throbbed, holding her strength at bay; she was feeble.

"Wha-what a-a-are you doing." she quietly sobbed.

"Hush," he said as he raised her hand. She felt him lay it next to her and walk away. There was something about this man; she heard him only when he wanted her to-she felt him in the room.sensed him; it made her mind cower.

He walked back over and lift her wrist again; this time, she felt flesh. He had gloves on? Megan questioned herself. But for the moment, she could careless. He was warm. He gently began to wrap her wrist as she gathered the fetter had cut her wrist. He then tenderly laid it back down into restraint and closed it.

Authors notes: Thanks to Crystalis for helping me with this chapter. To those of you that have been waiting for this chapter to come out I am sorry it has taken so long, yes I am going to finish the story, I just don't know how long it is going to take. School has been taking much of my time. Thank you for sticking with me for so long. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! I LOVE READING REVIEWS THEY MAKE ME REALLY HAPPY AND THE MORE HAPPY I AM THE FASTER THESE CHAPTERS WILL COME OUT!