Dunkles Leben 7
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Love mixed with tragedy
A sense of agony
Why can't I feel love
As in a fairytale?
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Omi's eyes widen. This was the one they were hunting for however, it seemed like the hunter has become the hunted.
"Kagami, the mirror demon. The one who takes the identities of others after you have killed them." Omi stated, his eyes glaring and watchful.
"That is who I am little vampire." Kagami chuckled. He hadn't moved from his position.
Omi took this opportunity and dislodged Ken, or whatever it was, off him. He jumped away from Ken and put in some safe distance between him and the other two. "What have you done to Ken?" he demanded.
Kagami grinned.
"Well let's just say he's on vacation for a while ." he replied calmly. The young vampire was no threat to him. The demon sat down one the couch making himself comfortable.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Omi snarled.
Kagami shrugged. "Why should I tell?" He laughs. "It's more fun this way. Keeping you on edge and guessing." He gestured to the empty spot beside him. "Why don't you come here and sit."
Red eyes narrowed. "I'm fine over here."
"It wasn't a request."
Omi gasped at the sudden pull. He was pulled all the way to the demon and landed with an audible thud against the cushions. He was going to flee, however his body was not listening to him.
"Much better." Murmured Kagami.
Omi glared up at the dark haired demon. "So what are you going to do to me?"
Kagami hmmed as his index finger tapped against his chin. "I was planning on killing you however, I think that would be fruitless since I can use for my own purposes." A grin appears on the demons lips. "Yes, that would be indeed fruitful."
Omi's lips curled back revealing his sharp canines. "And why would I help you?" He snarled.
"Because you would do anything to ensure your friend Ken's safety." He looked down at Omi. "Unless I am mistaken and you want him dead."
"Where is Ken?"
"If I told you that, it would take away all the fun for you and your friends trying to find and save him." Kagami raised from the couch. "The game has now begun." He announced. "I do hope you are ready to play."
In a wink of an eye Omi found himself face first of the balcony glass door and crashing through it. Glass shattered and cluttered to the ground. The honey haired boy slammed into the iron bars of the railing. Glass pierced his skin and long slashes marred his legs and arms. Blood flowed freely from his wounds.
Kagami walked over the glass, crunching like gravel under his shoes towards the fallen vampire.
Omi's eyes shifts to the demon, unable to move due to the immense pain from the digging glass.
The demon reached towards Omi but instead of Omi is grasps a hold on the metal bars and pulls. The metal bar gives a loud clank as it's pulled free from the railing.
"Ah yes." The demon says to himself. "This will do."
With that he plunged it towards Omi…
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It was near dawn when Yohji and Aya came back home.
"Hey bishounen!" Yohji called out as he enters the hallway. "Ken!" the blond walked towards the living room.
Aya shut the door behind him and that's when he smelt the familiar stench of blood but it was…
"Holy shit!" Yohji yelled from the living room. "Omi!"
Aya ran to the living room and came upon a disaster zone. Glass was everywhere and the balcony doors were completely shattered and dripping with blood. Aya could see Yohji on the balcony and ran towards him. That's when his blood ran cold.
Omi was in a pool of his own blood with gashes and pieces of glass dug deeply into his skin. But the part what made his blood run cold was that a metal bar was lodge through Omi's chest.
Aya dropped to his knees in front of Omi. His pants now soaking with his dark child's blood but he didn't care. His hand rose shakily to Omi's face, brushing the honey coloured hair from his closed eyes. "Omi." He said softly. "Omi open your eyes. Please angel."
Yohji had his hands clutched around the iron bar and took stance as he readied himself to pull.
"Aya hold Omi so I can pull this bar through." Yohji ordered the distraught redhead.
Aya didn't move.
The blonde moved away from the railing to Aya. A loud slap sounded and a red mark on Aya's cheek began to blossom.
"God dammit Aya!" Yohji yells. "This isn't the time to go into shock! Omi needs your help and sitting here ain't going to help him!"
That's when Yohji saw a shift in Aya's eyes, from clouded to a crystal clear. Not to mention the hand coming in contact with Yohji's face.
SLAP.
"Don't you dare do that again." The redhead ordered.
The blonde rubbed his sore cheek, a grin playing on his lips. "Wouldn't dream of it." He said.
Yohji went back behind Omi while Aya held Omi's body upright and his shoulders.
"Okay." Yohji grasps onto the bar. "1, 2, 3!."
Aya's grip tightened as Yohji gave a great pull. The bar was pulled through Omi's chest with a sickening wet sound and breaking bones. Surprisingly Omi never stirred.
Aya heaves Omi's limp body into his arms and ran back inside and laid him onto the couch. He ripped the rest of Omi's shirt apart to assess the amount of damage done. A deep, angry, red and bleeding hole came immediately in view. He could see some flecks of white with closer inspection. It was deep and it was haemorrhaging and showing no sign in stopping nor healing.
Aya heard Yohji's distressed voice from the kitchen. He was telling of Omi's condition and they need medical help. Talking to Manx more like it. He heard the clatter of the handheld being thrown on the table and his footsteps.
Yohji appeared in the living rooms doorway grasping a white box, the First Aid box Aya noted, and a towel. The lanky blonde settled beside Aya and gave a look over Omi's wounds.
"The med team will be here soon." The blond informed his leader.
Aya nodded and opened the box and pulled out several rolls of bandages. He placed the towel down firmly onto the wound. It was red within minutes.
Yohji pulled the glass out of Omi's arms and legs and poured hydrogen peroxide over them. He bandaged them up and turned to Aya.
"Do you think Kagami attacked him?" He asked. But deep within he knew Kagami did this to Omi.
Aya didn't answer but pressed harder down on the towel on Omi's wound. All he could see was red, both psychically and mentally.
Minutes passed and the sun was coming up on the horizon. Finally both vampires heard the frantic footsteps of the medical team coming towards their apartment. The door burst open and three men dressed in white came ploughing in with a stretcher between them. No words exchanged as they heaved Omi's still body onto the stretcher, covered him with a heavy blanket and hurried out again.
Both Yohji and Aya stared after them but they knew they couldn't follow due to the sun that was now threatening to flood the living room with sunlight. Yohji shut the door, his eyes cast down.
"It's all up to the med team now." He said to the quiet redhead. He started to move towards his room but stopped beside Aya and laid his hand on his shoulder. "There's nothing you can do right now Aya." Yohji said hoarsely. "Come on. Let us sleep and we'll see him in the evening." The blond disappeared down the darken corridor.
Aya stood there, watching the rays of light stream through the shattered balcony doors and high lightening the blood that stained the floor and glass. Blind fury raged with in him and his fisted hand punched the wall. Plaster fell to the ground in little chunks and dropped of blood fell but no from his hand but his eyes. But tears of blood.
TBC
Yes…It has been a while hasn't? I don't even know who is still reading this. ; I plan on finishing this one because I have my inspiration back! (let us hope I do not for get the plot line this time --)
Thank you for the previous reviews and words of encouragement.