Title: "Surface Comatose"
Author: Lady Maeve
Disclaimer: Who would be crazy enough to believe that I own this. If I did, there would be more yaoi than actual plot.
Note: I don't know what to think of this ficcy. Please leave a little comment, just let me know if it was worth posting this.
Chapter 2 "Lament Of The Kings"
Eclipse gathered his hair back low on his head and tied it together with a strip of leather. His black hooded robe was cast over his fair pastel skin and his midnight hair was hidden from view, though a few locks escaped their imprisonment and danced freely in the wind around his face. He started his long journey south. Eclipse regretted not bringing along books. He detested the company of demons and humans alike but books he could put up with. And without books, his mind was left free to wander. And his thoughts free to roam. Wander and roam through the memories of his past, the painful memories of his early years.
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A ten year old boy looked up from the crowd, his hair dark and his amber eyes sharp and ready. It was his first war, and although he had seen many, he had not been permitted to participate until now. He could see his mother watching him and knew that this would be the time he could prove his worth. Maybe...maybe his father would be proud. Maybe his father could...no. His father could never call Eclipse his own. Eclipse was a bastard child. As far as he was supposed to know, he had no father.
From a battle I've come
To a battle I ride
Blazing up to the sky
Chains of fate
Hold a fiery stride
I'll see you again when I die
As far as grooming went, his mother spared no energy to teach him how to fight, how to control his actions, facial features, and manners. Yet she could not teach him how to control the emotions that rages inside of him. She could not teach him how not to have remorse because she had no remorse herself and never even knew the meaning of that word. He was alone in this, in his rage of confusion and anger and regrets. And that, in the long run, helped him. It helped him become the most fierce and deadly warrior among the fellow demons, young and elderly alike.
High and mighty alone we are kings
Whirlwinds of fire we ride
Providence brought us the crown and the ring
Covered with blood and our pride
Eclipse grew with the guidance of many teachers, his mother's ambition, and his own selfish need to be recognized by his father. His father. Odin.
Heroes await me
My enemies ride fast
Knowing not this ride's their last
Saddle my horse as I drink my last ale
Bowstring and steel with prevail
The demons around him bristled and waited for the permission to attack. Finally, a lone horn sounded clear and icy through the dawn sky. The young boy gave a shrug, then a snarl as he flew upon the unoffending village. The gentle light of the morning cast a shadow behind Eclipse. A shadow of a warrior. A shadow of a vicious, merciless prince of darkness. When the sun had finally come up, it shone upon the village. The spilled blood reflected cruelly under the light and the pale figures of former villagers littered the land messily. The sun also cast light on a solitary figure standing amidst the carnage and death. His eyes now glittered crimson and his hands were clenched into fists. His face was smooth and expressionless, his eyes cold and empty. He surveyed the damage. Most of which was induced by him. The other demons had stood back to witness his potential, his initiation.
High and mighty alone we are kings
Whirlwinds of fire we ride
Providence brought us the crown and the ring
Covered with blood and our pride
Eclipse had finally walked off the battle field and strode towards his mother, yet without any delight. He was numb. And covered in blood of so many. There was flesh under his fingernails and his hair was dripping wet with blood. The cool metallic feel of it dripping onto his face revolted him secretly. His mother gave him a long appraisal, seeing his potential. Seeing his worth. He walked away from her without a response. He didn't need to answer to her anymore. He answered to nobody now.
Odin I await thee
Your true son am I
I hail you now as I ride
I pledge you my sword and to no man I kneel
Ours is the kingdom of steel
Wars later, years and centuries later, Eclipse stood on another battlefield, the cries of the dying and the screams of panic ringing in his ears. It was yet another war. He fought in so many, he lost count. But this was the biggest war yet. It was the Hangma War. It was to be the most disastrous war ever. Eclipse stood in the middle of it. So many deaths flashed in front of his eyes. So much blood. So much torn flesh. His resentment, his anger, his sense of loss fought for dominance with his demon instincts and finally, something, under his mind of steel and nerves of iron, snapped.
With a hoarse cry, Eclipse rushed into the crowds of fighting clerics and demons, striking everything and shredding whatever he could touch to pieces. He wasn't thinking, wasn't feeling anymore. Just breathing and fighting. The two things that he could do without thinking.
High and mighty alone we are kings
Whirlwinds of fire we ride
Providence brought us the crown and the ring
Covered with blood and our pride
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"But that was so long ago," Eclipse told himself quietly as he walked through yet another town, lost in his thoughts.
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The song is by an AWESOME band called Manowar...which is like, Viking Death Rock. lol