Ack!! is being chased around by ginsing's "bastard sword"
hm.....something isn't right. This is my 17th document on "Break My Heart" but it says this is the...16th chatper? maybe I forgot something...oh well, to much into the story to replace now.
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disclaimer is on 1st chapter
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Italic is now Vierrez's thoughts...heh
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Break My Heart
Chapter 17
Being a commoner, I didn't want to look too casual going to the masquerade. And so, I ended up wearing all black, which went quite well with the room. Floating around the sidelines, avoiding dancing. Dancing isn't my kind of thing, but then again, this is a masquerade.
Ha! That prince, he looks ridiculous with that wilted feather...why is it wilted anyways? He seems to be calm...and staring a lot at Cesia. Hm...I have never been quite a jealous person, but we'll see.
"Excuse me," a small voice came up to me. It was a young girl, her hair had a deep, dark blue hue. Trying to see behind the navy blue mask, Vierrez noticed that her eyes were like Cesias, only that they were black. By the way she dressed, it was obvious that she had to be a nobleman's daughter.
"Would you care for a dance?" she asked.
This is ...odd. If her father was a nobleman, wouldn't he have taught her that. Normally they would confine women into having men lead them....well...I don't really want to be rude...
Vierrez took the girl's hand, and led her to the ball floor.
There's Rath again. Is he going too stay against the wall all night?
Wait...he's walking...towards Cesia?
Well, I suppose you can't get everything in life. No. Am I giving up too easily? I don't have anything against Rath, but I don't want him here either.
"Um, I'm sorry, I don't know your name," I spoke to the girl.
"Miru is fine." she said.
"Miru, I'll be right back." I broke off, and disappeared into the crowd.
That Rath, such nerve. I followed him, at a distance, outside. He held Cesia in his arms for the longest of time. As Cesia started to leave Rath, I came into the picture.
"Hello, Rath" I said, keeping my cool.
He looked at me with his bright, demonic eyes.
I couldn't help but to smile. Why? I don't know, it just comes. Cesia must've sensed something, because she stopped her walk back to the masquerade.
"Defeat me, and I'll let you be with her." I spoke quite confidently.
"You don't know me, Vierrez." Rath warned.
"You're just some rich-prince. That's all I need to know."
"I can't die, Vierrez," he spoke slowly, "if I did, it would cause trouble for you, and Northern Dusis." Rath began summoning his sword. Too bad, he was too slow because I already had my demon-sword out. I hacked into his right arm.
"And now," Rath striked back, "if you died, would that ever cause anything?"
I didn't bother answering, "I'm a drifter," since it would make him seem right. Instead, I just kept striking. I tried to keep my mind clear, but with every strike that I missed, everything just clouded over, and over again.
Finally, I stuck up the sword at his foot. Rath leaned on his other foot, trying to keep his balance while dodging my strikes.
"You're strong, Vierrez, but not good enough too defeat me." Hr spoke at his leisure.
With each swing, my arm ached more. Using Ceisa's extroverted energy, I managed to summon ground demons to attack Rath. It wouldn't work.
Why isn't anything working against him? I've summoned water demons, ice, fire, thunder, and I've even tried to summon a mist to slow him down, and limit his vision.
Even with Cesia around, my energy was depleting. With every minute passing, I sit under this tree, and I keep summoning, and spell casting just to keep him busy. Was it futile? He seemed full of energy, even in the end when he striked me through my heart.
And now...
...I lay here, blood. My blood is gushing out. It feels weird to be alive, and see yourself dying. Rath's sword quickly slid out. My heart beats ever slow. I take my last breath, and it stops. The whole world, my heart, this blood, my life.
Vierrez's eyes flickered as Cesia ran up to him.
"Rath..." Cesia's voice shook, "why did you kill him?!?"
Her voice nearly shrieked. Cesia held him in her arms, a bloody mess.
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hm...I've been thinking of raising the rating, but it's just this chapter. And in the manga series, this is considered PG-13 ((though not as violent as this...)) So I tried not to be too descriptive, to keep a PG-13 rate.
-snake