I've must be way too involved in my psychology class, because I have this urge to
psychoanalyze all the characters I've been writing about, especially Diamond who
probably does have a personality disorder. The end of the semester has been very busy
for me, but it's now over and spring break is coming up. Sorry for the pathetic shortness
of my chapters, but it's all I can handle to write this much at a time.
***
Chapter 3- Unleashed Emotions
Finally breaking away, she ran. Her feet hit the soft forest earth in a rhythmic pattern;
her breath came in harsh spurts. Branches were hitting her body, tearing the already
tattered white dress and leaving traces of their ambush in the form of welts and scratches.
Usagi heard a crashing noise behind her and she knew he had followed. Like a
frightened doe stalked by a dangerous predator, she darted ahead. She wasn't fast enough
though, she could hear him coming closer. He was closing in for the kill. She tried to
find a hidden spurt of energy that could carry her legs faster, but failed.
She was struck by something large and solid that knocked her to the ground. The impact
knocked the breath out of her. When she opened her eyes she was lying under him. His
face was set in a grim, determined line. Usagi managed to force air into her starving
lungs despite his heavy weight on top of her.
"Who are you?" She finally gasped out.
"I'm Endymion. Your husband, remember?"
Usagi was stunned. She didn't believe a word coming out of his well-formed lips. Her
husband? She wanted to be back home, curled up in her nice warm bed, away from the
emotional havoc this shockingly handsome man was bent on giving her. She struggled
only to find her face mashed into his dark coat. She was pinned under him. His heavy
weight made it impossible to move.
"Get off me you oaf!" Usagi exclaimed, pushing against his shoulders, in a futile effort to
budge him. It was hard to breathe with his weight mashing her into the soft, forest floor.
There was a tree root digging into her shoulder too.
Endymion let out a sigh, shifting just a bit as to take a quantity of weight directly off her.
"Maybe this will refresh your memory."
Endymion's crushed his mouth to hers. At first the kiss was angry, a brutal claim of
possession. He almost savagely forced her mouth open sweeping his tongue inside.
Stunned into submissiveness, Usagi didn't respond, but she didn't exactly protest either.
It wasn't an altogether unpleasant sensation. Suddenly, Endymion shifted the angle of
the kiss, relaxing the pressure and making it less brutal as he tried to coax a response
back from her. Usagi tentatively, responded. Somewhere in the back of his throat, he
groaned. As if a floodgate opened, Usagi passionately kissed him back, sliding her arms
around his giant frame. They were so consumed that when they broke apart they were
both breathless.
"Do you remember now?" Endymion sounded smug. He propped himself up on his
elbows, taking most of his weight off her now but still covering her.
Usagi just felt more confused. "I don't know you. I mean I know you, but I've never
met you. Does that make any sense?" She was getting shaky now and ready to cry. She
was tired, sapped of energy.
"You really don't know who am I?" Endymion cupped her face with his hands, tenderly.
"Yes, I've been trying to tell you that all along. You've just ignored everything I've
said." Relief started to relax the tightness of her body.
"What did he do to your mind? You obviously believe what you're saying." Endymion
assessed her, as if he could make her remember him simply through his gaze.
"I don't know, I think my mind's fine. I think it's yours that is impaired." Underneath
him, Usagi glared.
"Well, I guess we're just going to have to travel and see the Keeper then. She'll
understand the situation." Endymion levered himself upwards and then taking her arms,
he pulled her to a standing position.
"The Keeper?" Usagi swayed slightly on her legs. Endymion grabbed her by the waist to
steady her.
"Yes, the Keeper. She is the wisest women I know and she will know how to heal you."
Usagi let the healing part go. "Why is she called the Keeper?" Usagi asked.
"Because she is the Keeper of Time." Endymion said sincerely.
***
In his glass palace Diamond brooded. The empty hall echoed with silence. Diamond,
perched on his throne was ultimately dissatisfied. His thoughts went to Serenity as they
inevitable did. She haunted him as no other woman had. It wasn't just her startling
physical perfection but an innate quality he couldn't quite name. She was a beacon,
shining brightly just beyond his reach, unattainable in her glory. At times he felt his
plight was that of a moth drawn to flame, beating agitated wings until being finally
enveloped in a warm, death.
Serenity would not be his death though. She was here, safe with the confines of his
palace. He would break down the walls of her resistance, slowly, while tearing away her
misguided love towards that other man. She didn't, couldn't know the truth of real,
consuming, love. Love was possession and obsession, emotions of which Serenity
seemed oblivious. Diamond would teach her. He would love her as no other ever would.
It was time to visit her again. He imagined her kneeling, with that white dress pooling all
around her, looking at him with beseeching, crystalline blue eyes. It wouldn't take long,
before she discovered that she loved him. He knew she did. Why did she keep denying
it? She lied as all women did. He shook that thought away. Serenity wasn't just any
woman. She was different. She was above such petty things.
He strode purposely down the hallway, anticipating his next meeting with her. He
planned how he would break her, until her only thoughts were of him. He could almost
feel her sweet lips on his own. Diamond swept through the hall, until he reached her
door, where with a brief discharge of dark power from within he released the lock and
shoved the door open.
Hitting the wall, the door made a hollow sound, echoing in an empty room. Diamond's
eyes searched around the room, for a huddled form somewhere among the whiteness.
Enraged at finding nothing he stalked inside the room, whisking away the sheets on the
bed.
It was empty. Furious now Diamond unleashed his inner darkness, and sent it searching
for one specific soul. If she was on the premises he would find her. The power stretched,
searching as he sent it away from himself. It searched, whispering through the building,
but it found nothing. It came back to him like a boomerang, slamming back into his
body. He staggered from the impact, his fury mounting. She was not here. Serenity had
escaped.
His howl of rage filled the palace, echoing through the empty hall.
***
psychoanalyze all the characters I've been writing about, especially Diamond who
probably does have a personality disorder. The end of the semester has been very busy
for me, but it's now over and spring break is coming up. Sorry for the pathetic shortness
of my chapters, but it's all I can handle to write this much at a time.
***
Chapter 3- Unleashed Emotions
Finally breaking away, she ran. Her feet hit the soft forest earth in a rhythmic pattern;
her breath came in harsh spurts. Branches were hitting her body, tearing the already
tattered white dress and leaving traces of their ambush in the form of welts and scratches.
Usagi heard a crashing noise behind her and she knew he had followed. Like a
frightened doe stalked by a dangerous predator, she darted ahead. She wasn't fast enough
though, she could hear him coming closer. He was closing in for the kill. She tried to
find a hidden spurt of energy that could carry her legs faster, but failed.
She was struck by something large and solid that knocked her to the ground. The impact
knocked the breath out of her. When she opened her eyes she was lying under him. His
face was set in a grim, determined line. Usagi managed to force air into her starving
lungs despite his heavy weight on top of her.
"Who are you?" She finally gasped out.
"I'm Endymion. Your husband, remember?"
Usagi was stunned. She didn't believe a word coming out of his well-formed lips. Her
husband? She wanted to be back home, curled up in her nice warm bed, away from the
emotional havoc this shockingly handsome man was bent on giving her. She struggled
only to find her face mashed into his dark coat. She was pinned under him. His heavy
weight made it impossible to move.
"Get off me you oaf!" Usagi exclaimed, pushing against his shoulders, in a futile effort to
budge him. It was hard to breathe with his weight mashing her into the soft, forest floor.
There was a tree root digging into her shoulder too.
Endymion let out a sigh, shifting just a bit as to take a quantity of weight directly off her.
"Maybe this will refresh your memory."
Endymion's crushed his mouth to hers. At first the kiss was angry, a brutal claim of
possession. He almost savagely forced her mouth open sweeping his tongue inside.
Stunned into submissiveness, Usagi didn't respond, but she didn't exactly protest either.
It wasn't an altogether unpleasant sensation. Suddenly, Endymion shifted the angle of
the kiss, relaxing the pressure and making it less brutal as he tried to coax a response
back from her. Usagi tentatively, responded. Somewhere in the back of his throat, he
groaned. As if a floodgate opened, Usagi passionately kissed him back, sliding her arms
around his giant frame. They were so consumed that when they broke apart they were
both breathless.
"Do you remember now?" Endymion sounded smug. He propped himself up on his
elbows, taking most of his weight off her now but still covering her.
Usagi just felt more confused. "I don't know you. I mean I know you, but I've never
met you. Does that make any sense?" She was getting shaky now and ready to cry. She
was tired, sapped of energy.
"You really don't know who am I?" Endymion cupped her face with his hands, tenderly.
"Yes, I've been trying to tell you that all along. You've just ignored everything I've
said." Relief started to relax the tightness of her body.
"What did he do to your mind? You obviously believe what you're saying." Endymion
assessed her, as if he could make her remember him simply through his gaze.
"I don't know, I think my mind's fine. I think it's yours that is impaired." Underneath
him, Usagi glared.
"Well, I guess we're just going to have to travel and see the Keeper then. She'll
understand the situation." Endymion levered himself upwards and then taking her arms,
he pulled her to a standing position.
"The Keeper?" Usagi swayed slightly on her legs. Endymion grabbed her by the waist to
steady her.
"Yes, the Keeper. She is the wisest women I know and she will know how to heal you."
Usagi let the healing part go. "Why is she called the Keeper?" Usagi asked.
"Because she is the Keeper of Time." Endymion said sincerely.
***
In his glass palace Diamond brooded. The empty hall echoed with silence. Diamond,
perched on his throne was ultimately dissatisfied. His thoughts went to Serenity as they
inevitable did. She haunted him as no other woman had. It wasn't just her startling
physical perfection but an innate quality he couldn't quite name. She was a beacon,
shining brightly just beyond his reach, unattainable in her glory. At times he felt his
plight was that of a moth drawn to flame, beating agitated wings until being finally
enveloped in a warm, death.
Serenity would not be his death though. She was here, safe with the confines of his
palace. He would break down the walls of her resistance, slowly, while tearing away her
misguided love towards that other man. She didn't, couldn't know the truth of real,
consuming, love. Love was possession and obsession, emotions of which Serenity
seemed oblivious. Diamond would teach her. He would love her as no other ever would.
It was time to visit her again. He imagined her kneeling, with that white dress pooling all
around her, looking at him with beseeching, crystalline blue eyes. It wouldn't take long,
before she discovered that she loved him. He knew she did. Why did she keep denying
it? She lied as all women did. He shook that thought away. Serenity wasn't just any
woman. She was different. She was above such petty things.
He strode purposely down the hallway, anticipating his next meeting with her. He
planned how he would break her, until her only thoughts were of him. He could almost
feel her sweet lips on his own. Diamond swept through the hall, until he reached her
door, where with a brief discharge of dark power from within he released the lock and
shoved the door open.
Hitting the wall, the door made a hollow sound, echoing in an empty room. Diamond's
eyes searched around the room, for a huddled form somewhere among the whiteness.
Enraged at finding nothing he stalked inside the room, whisking away the sheets on the
bed.
It was empty. Furious now Diamond unleashed his inner darkness, and sent it searching
for one specific soul. If she was on the premises he would find her. The power stretched,
searching as he sent it away from himself. It searched, whispering through the building,
but it found nothing. It came back to him like a boomerang, slamming back into his
body. He staggered from the impact, his fury mounting. She was not here. Serenity had
escaped.
His howl of rage filled the palace, echoing through the empty hall.
***