Chapter Eight: Something like Hell
Stumbling along in darkness, I called out, "Lady! Lady! You're in danger! Lady! I can help you!" I felt something in the darkness, but it fell beyond my feeble reach. Lady, oh Lady, where were you hiding? I tripped along the wall, falling down into the darkness, only to have a faint tint of light falling across my eyes. "Damn."
"Can't find her?" Rowen stood over me, wiping my sweaty forehead. I shook my head, mouth going into a straight line.
"She might be in the Netherworld now," which meant we'd have to go in and get her. "Are we going to find her?"
"I don't know," Rowen frowned. "We don't know where she is, or even if she's alive."
"I'll know if she dies. There's a mental connection between us, and if she goes, I know I'll feel it, but she's just out of reach right now," I rubbed away the remnants of a headache.
"Poor girl," Mia came in from the kitchen. "I can't believe you guys are even considering not rescuing her!"
"Of course we're going to save the babe," Kento came in the room.
"You better," Mia shot Kento a death look. "I bet she's going through hell."
My throat became speechless with Sada's realization, but as we met eyes, she knew the truth. Sada closed her eyes, sorrow filling her features. "Fate has taken us here."
I gazed at the ring of candles, our only protection. Would the other warlords come into find me, talking with Sada? They wouldn't have a qualm about killing her. She wasn't their four hundred-year-old lover. I stared at her, looking around the room, understanding seeping into her brain.
"This ring can't keep us safe for long." Sada turned back to me, taking a half step forward. She stared down at the ground, a question lingering behind her gaze, and she looked up. "Will you kill me?" I tumbled backwards, almost falling on the candles, and only by grace did Sada grab both my arms, pulling me up.
"N, n, no," I stuttered. "I..."
"If it was another, you would," Sada condemned me coldly, eyes looking at the ground. I found no words to her accusation, and she didn't look up for a while. Her gaze finally transfixed mine again, but she said no words, painful truth passed between us, and I stared away.
"Dais, he's going to kill me," Sada stated stiffly. "You know it full well." I turned back to her calm, saddened features, but not a tear passed down her cheeks. Silence swam between us, no words coming from my dry, dusty throated.
"You have nothing to say to this?" Sada stated calmly. I found no strength to open my mouth. "If that is so, go find your master, for there is nothing left. I am but a corpse to you, and soon that is what I'll be anyway, so please, do as you've been commanded." But I stood, utterly transfixed on Sada, even after her harsh retribution, I found no strength to leave her. She frowned, tears crowding her eyes. Sada walked forward, close enough to touch me.
She slapped me upside the jaw, squarely across the cheek, and my head swung to the side, stinging from her force. "If my memory wasn't enough to stop you from serving him, why should I be?" I know, they're all so short, SsoV, but that's how they're going to be for right now. It's not a long fanfic, and this is about the middle, if you must know. Changed my mind about Mia/Sage. They'll be a little flirting later on, because I needed a good filler, and it worked. Extra note: thanks, I didn't have time for an online preview of this chapter, and I didn't expect there to be no space when I changed viewpoints!
Stumbling along in darkness, I called out, "Lady! Lady! You're in danger! Lady! I can help you!" I felt something in the darkness, but it fell beyond my feeble reach. Lady, oh Lady, where were you hiding? I tripped along the wall, falling down into the darkness, only to have a faint tint of light falling across my eyes. "Damn."
"Can't find her?" Rowen stood over me, wiping my sweaty forehead. I shook my head, mouth going into a straight line.
"She might be in the Netherworld now," which meant we'd have to go in and get her. "Are we going to find her?"
"I don't know," Rowen frowned. "We don't know where she is, or even if she's alive."
"I'll know if she dies. There's a mental connection between us, and if she goes, I know I'll feel it, but she's just out of reach right now," I rubbed away the remnants of a headache.
"Poor girl," Mia came in from the kitchen. "I can't believe you guys are even considering not rescuing her!"
"Of course we're going to save the babe," Kento came in the room.
"You better," Mia shot Kento a death look. "I bet she's going through hell."
My throat became speechless with Sada's realization, but as we met eyes, she knew the truth. Sada closed her eyes, sorrow filling her features. "Fate has taken us here."
I gazed at the ring of candles, our only protection. Would the other warlords come into find me, talking with Sada? They wouldn't have a qualm about killing her. She wasn't their four hundred-year-old lover. I stared at her, looking around the room, understanding seeping into her brain.
"This ring can't keep us safe for long." Sada turned back to me, taking a half step forward. She stared down at the ground, a question lingering behind her gaze, and she looked up. "Will you kill me?" I tumbled backwards, almost falling on the candles, and only by grace did Sada grab both my arms, pulling me up.
"N, n, no," I stuttered. "I..."
"If it was another, you would," Sada condemned me coldly, eyes looking at the ground. I found no words to her accusation, and she didn't look up for a while. Her gaze finally transfixed mine again, but she said no words, painful truth passed between us, and I stared away.
"Dais, he's going to kill me," Sada stated stiffly. "You know it full well." I turned back to her calm, saddened features, but not a tear passed down her cheeks. Silence swam between us, no words coming from my dry, dusty throated.
"You have nothing to say to this?" Sada stated calmly. I found no strength to open my mouth. "If that is so, go find your master, for there is nothing left. I am but a corpse to you, and soon that is what I'll be anyway, so please, do as you've been commanded." But I stood, utterly transfixed on Sada, even after her harsh retribution, I found no strength to leave her. She frowned, tears crowding her eyes. Sada walked forward, close enough to touch me.
She slapped me upside the jaw, squarely across the cheek, and my head swung to the side, stinging from her force. "If my memory wasn't enough to stop you from serving him, why should I be?" I know, they're all so short, SsoV, but that's how they're going to be for right now. It's not a long fanfic, and this is about the middle, if you must know. Changed my mind about Mia/Sage. They'll be a little flirting later on, because I needed a good filler, and it worked. Extra note: thanks, I didn't have time for an online preview of this chapter, and I didn't expect there to be no space when I changed viewpoints!