A reason to live
Ch 3
~Rath's POV~
Grumbling to myself I lean against the door waiting for someone to let me out. I can't believe that Alchemist! Treating me like that! Like he owns me!!! I'm no ones puppet... If I want to die then he should let me die, he shouldn't be treating me like something he owns and can control.
Suddenly hating my life again I use my nail to scrape the surface of my wrists. It feels wonderful, the slight pain raking across my skin. It makes me feel like I have some control over my destiny. That I'm not something that others toy around with, that I don't always have to be following what others tell me to do.
My nail slowly cuts me deeper, not enough to draw blood, but enough to cause me pain. Before I could do any more damage to myself the door I was leaning against was opened roughly, causing me to fall backwards and into the hall way onto someone's feet. Looking up I see that I was that tri- colored midget of a minion that served Kharl.
I growl at him, but he pays me no mind and says unemotionally, "Lord Kharl wants to talk to you."
Finally! Sheesh, the bastard demon keeps me locked up for the longest amount of time... growling mentally I visualized all the different ways that I was going to kill him.
~Kharl's POV~
Sinistora was still sitting peacefully at my feet, waiting for something to entertain himself with. I smirked, keeping my eyes on the door. Don't worry my pet, something amusing WILL come.
At that instant the door I was staring at was kicked down and my black haired demon stomped his way into the room, leaving a stunned Garfaky behind him.
"I see you have yet to cool down, Rath." I say calmly at him, I was in- between smirking and smiling. I really was pleased to see him again. After all... he is mine.
Rath growls at me, like a dog, I thought. He really is more like Illuser than he thinks he is. Sinistora looks up from its resting place and glares at Rath, none to happy that he was interrupted in his daydreaming.
"Let me leave you bastard!" Rath yells at me. I smirk and simply reply, "No."
Garfacky sighed behind Rath realizing that this argument was going to last a LO~ONG time. He probably left to go clean up somewhere. This left me virtually alone with Rath. Not like I was complaining, of course.
The black haired demon/dragon snarled animalistaclly, and took a few steps closer to me. "You damn demon! You think that you can control my life?! I'm not yours to toy with!"
Sinistora sits up ready to protect me if Rath tried to make any sudden movements.
I chuckle, "Of course your not mine to toy with, but you are mine."
Rath seemed to be taken back as he promptly shut up and looked at his feet. I wondered vaguely what he was thinking about.
"All I want to know is, why you wanted to kill yourself, or why you still do?" I said to him, my voice calm and gentle. Anything that was going to hurt my demon deserved to die.
** At the dragon castle **
~Cesia's POV~
I still don't beilive it. Rath killed himself. He didn't even want to talk to me about it. I thought he trusted me enough to at least be able to talk to me. Crying, I sit on my bed, donated generously by the dragon lord, and cry, Zoma is at my side trying to comfort me, but his words don't help.
The others in the castle are depressed as well. The queen for instance, has once again locked herself in her room, refusing to come out.
The other knights haven't taken it too well either. I've seen Rune in the hall ways form time to time crying on Thatz's shoulder. They're probably taking it very hard also, having been with Rath for the longest time. I didn't know that Rath was hurting so much. If I did know I would have done something about it.
Silently I get up, after I reassure Zoma that I was okay and that I was just going out to consoult Delte. I can tell that Zoma is afraid for me, but I wouldn't do anything that might make the dragon tribe pained. Nothing like what Rath did.
Walking down the hall in the errie silence, I could vaguely hear the dragon lord speaking to Ruewalk about the passed events. What they would do now, it was reviled to us at the funeral for Rath that he was the dragon lords hier. If Rath was dead then the dragons where doomed.
Knocking lightly on Delte's door I waited for a response.
"Come in." an oddly cheery voice responded.
Curiously I opened to door, looking in, wondering why Delte could be so happy at such a sad time. "Why are you so cheerful?" I questioned my new found friend.
"Come here and I'll show you!" she answered in the same cheery tone.
Walking closer I saw that she was doing a tarot reading. Gazing at it I questioned her about what It said.
Smiling she responded, "I'm glad you asked. You see, I did a reading as to find out the location of a suitable heir to the Dragon Tribe and guess what?!"
"What?" I asked nervously.
"Rath is alive! I'm not sure how but he is alive. My cards never lie. It says that he lies somewhere in Arnias." She says completely perky.
My eyes widen and I rush out of the room with the good news. Almost hitting Thatz I tell him all that Delte told me. He was filled, it seemed, with the same excitement and ran off to inform the dragon lord.
Only one thing crossed my mind then, how was Rath alive? He cut open his throat, right?
My thoughts where discarded as a bouncing Rune tackled me and questioned if what Thatz said was true. I confermed it for him and he squeeled with delight. Personally this was scaring the shit out of me seeing an elf acting like a scool girl, but, hey...
"We have to go and find him!" he says cheerfully.
I nodded and we left to go get permission from to dragon lord.
~TBC~
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Ch 3
~Rath's POV~
Grumbling to myself I lean against the door waiting for someone to let me out. I can't believe that Alchemist! Treating me like that! Like he owns me!!! I'm no ones puppet... If I want to die then he should let me die, he shouldn't be treating me like something he owns and can control.
Suddenly hating my life again I use my nail to scrape the surface of my wrists. It feels wonderful, the slight pain raking across my skin. It makes me feel like I have some control over my destiny. That I'm not something that others toy around with, that I don't always have to be following what others tell me to do.
My nail slowly cuts me deeper, not enough to draw blood, but enough to cause me pain. Before I could do any more damage to myself the door I was leaning against was opened roughly, causing me to fall backwards and into the hall way onto someone's feet. Looking up I see that I was that tri- colored midget of a minion that served Kharl.
I growl at him, but he pays me no mind and says unemotionally, "Lord Kharl wants to talk to you."
Finally! Sheesh, the bastard demon keeps me locked up for the longest amount of time... growling mentally I visualized all the different ways that I was going to kill him.
~Kharl's POV~
Sinistora was still sitting peacefully at my feet, waiting for something to entertain himself with. I smirked, keeping my eyes on the door. Don't worry my pet, something amusing WILL come.
At that instant the door I was staring at was kicked down and my black haired demon stomped his way into the room, leaving a stunned Garfaky behind him.
"I see you have yet to cool down, Rath." I say calmly at him, I was in- between smirking and smiling. I really was pleased to see him again. After all... he is mine.
Rath growls at me, like a dog, I thought. He really is more like Illuser than he thinks he is. Sinistora looks up from its resting place and glares at Rath, none to happy that he was interrupted in his daydreaming.
"Let me leave you bastard!" Rath yells at me. I smirk and simply reply, "No."
Garfacky sighed behind Rath realizing that this argument was going to last a LO~ONG time. He probably left to go clean up somewhere. This left me virtually alone with Rath. Not like I was complaining, of course.
The black haired demon/dragon snarled animalistaclly, and took a few steps closer to me. "You damn demon! You think that you can control my life?! I'm not yours to toy with!"
Sinistora sits up ready to protect me if Rath tried to make any sudden movements.
I chuckle, "Of course your not mine to toy with, but you are mine."
Rath seemed to be taken back as he promptly shut up and looked at his feet. I wondered vaguely what he was thinking about.
"All I want to know is, why you wanted to kill yourself, or why you still do?" I said to him, my voice calm and gentle. Anything that was going to hurt my demon deserved to die.
** At the dragon castle **
~Cesia's POV~
I still don't beilive it. Rath killed himself. He didn't even want to talk to me about it. I thought he trusted me enough to at least be able to talk to me. Crying, I sit on my bed, donated generously by the dragon lord, and cry, Zoma is at my side trying to comfort me, but his words don't help.
The others in the castle are depressed as well. The queen for instance, has once again locked herself in her room, refusing to come out.
The other knights haven't taken it too well either. I've seen Rune in the hall ways form time to time crying on Thatz's shoulder. They're probably taking it very hard also, having been with Rath for the longest time. I didn't know that Rath was hurting so much. If I did know I would have done something about it.
Silently I get up, after I reassure Zoma that I was okay and that I was just going out to consoult Delte. I can tell that Zoma is afraid for me, but I wouldn't do anything that might make the dragon tribe pained. Nothing like what Rath did.
Walking down the hall in the errie silence, I could vaguely hear the dragon lord speaking to Ruewalk about the passed events. What they would do now, it was reviled to us at the funeral for Rath that he was the dragon lords hier. If Rath was dead then the dragons where doomed.
Knocking lightly on Delte's door I waited for a response.
"Come in." an oddly cheery voice responded.
Curiously I opened to door, looking in, wondering why Delte could be so happy at such a sad time. "Why are you so cheerful?" I questioned my new found friend.
"Come here and I'll show you!" she answered in the same cheery tone.
Walking closer I saw that she was doing a tarot reading. Gazing at it I questioned her about what It said.
Smiling she responded, "I'm glad you asked. You see, I did a reading as to find out the location of a suitable heir to the Dragon Tribe and guess what?!"
"What?" I asked nervously.
"Rath is alive! I'm not sure how but he is alive. My cards never lie. It says that he lies somewhere in Arnias." She says completely perky.
My eyes widen and I rush out of the room with the good news. Almost hitting Thatz I tell him all that Delte told me. He was filled, it seemed, with the same excitement and ran off to inform the dragon lord.
Only one thing crossed my mind then, how was Rath alive? He cut open his throat, right?
My thoughts where discarded as a bouncing Rune tackled me and questioned if what Thatz said was true. I confermed it for him and he squeeled with delight. Personally this was scaring the shit out of me seeing an elf acting like a scool girl, but, hey...
"We have to go and find him!" he says cheerfully.
I nodded and we left to go get permission from to dragon lord.
~TBC~
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