Hi kids! Here's the revised first chapter, I really hope you enjoy it. The next chapters are in the midst of revision and should be posted soon.
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All Standar Disclaimers Apply
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Blue Light
It hurts my eyes
The jacket is too tight
Straight jacket
Prison
Tumbling in a shower of light
Oh god, i hope I can pass through the ceiling!
It must be the drugs...the needle in my arm....
It hurts now...that bruise on my arm...
Kanzaki Hitomi hit the ground with a jarring thud. Luckily, she didn't feel it. The light had come after her daily injection of Thorazine and Haldol. It was raining, a cold winter rain, and it cut her to the bone. Her unconscious body shivered in a vain attempt to warm itself. Even insensate, the images that tainted her mind fed on the darkness.
Images of Van and her family vanishing in flames; their screams ringing in her ears. Her body twisted and turned in the rain, the ground becoming mud beneath her. That was why her parents...her parents had committed her to the 'Institute.'
Her nightmares, 'hallucinations,' and her insistence that she had been somewhere else for months when Hitomi had never left the track. Her beloved parents had left her in that hell because they loved her. Because they loved her. No amount of drugs and 'therapy' could erase the fact that Hitomi, the Wing Goddess, had been betrayed. She had tried to steal a spoon from the cafeteria by hiding it in her hair. It had grown long; halfway down her back when they chopped it off and shaved her head. Then the orderlies slapped her around while putting her in the straitjacket.
Her vibrant green eyes were now dull, empty, lost. Hitomi no longer existed, just this fragile shell of a young woman. It looked like Hitomi, it sounded like Hitomi; but the body was just an empty husk. The real Hitomi had died when her parents had left her in that hell. She had tried to end it, more than once. She was almost successful the second time, they kept her drugged so heavily that she couldn't move. They had put in an adult diaper and left her in that room. A cold white place, where dreams went to die.
"Van-sama!! Van-sama! Come back here, it's pouring out there!! Van-Sama? At least take a cloak!" Merle's high pitched voice followed Van out of the castle. Since the early morning he felt that something big was approaching, he just knew it. The day had passed far too slowly, the council meetings had been full of ridiculous propositions. The most absurd of them all was the motion that it was time for him to wed and produce an heir.
Of course he knew what happened between men and women, he wasn't made of stone. There had been a few Ladies he had taken to his bed after a drunken night at various balls and functions. Though his body had been satisfied, his heart was not. Without Hitomi he felt cold and empty, like a wandering vagabond searching for a home. He was ashamed of his weakness, but his body craved what she could not give. They had kept in touch for a few months, but she had suddenly stopped talking. He had tried to contact her, but it seemed that their connection had been severed. He had been heartbroken and shut himself away from the world for months. But soon, he was able to function and become the king his country so desperately needed.
Then the column of light shone down from the Mystic Moon, no sooner had it touched down Van was out the door, onto his horse and into the cold night.
He rode as quickly as the horse could go, praying that the light had brought Hitomi back to him. It seemed like the faster he traveled, the longer the distance became. Lightning flashed and the thunder rolled across the sky, the back stallion spooked and reared. He had barely gotten control of the frightened horse when he found her. All his dreams and hopes crashed down around his feet when he saw her. It was her, even though it didn't look like the girl he knew so well. He slowed the stallion and ran the rest of the way to her. She was unconscious, but that wasn't what shocked him the most.
Hitomi's appearance was markedly different. She was as pale as bone china, dark circles under her eyes made her seem younger than she was. She had been slender before, but now she was naught but skin and bone. But that wasn't what shocked Van the most. Her beautiful light brown hair was gone. Hair shaved. He could see every bump and curvature of her skull. Van stifled a curse as he gathered her into his arms, she was shivering. She thrashed about as if trying to escape the confines of his embrace. She whimpered quietly and burrowed into him, resting her head on his chest. Van stood up slowly, so as not to startle her. He stood there, looking down at the small body cradled in his arms. She made a noise as if she were a scared rabbit and her eyes opened. Terrified, Hitomi's green eyes shone in the wan moonlight. She looked up into his eyes...his eyes...Van's eyes...Van...pain, FIRE!
"B-b-but the doctors said y-you aren't r-real!!" Hitomi whispered as her green eyes rolled back and Van lost her to unconsciousness.
