I'm back, but with the story! Thank you! To Meshia (I think that's your name.) For taking your time to review a bio! I'm still gonna type! MWHAAAAHA! You can't stop me! Calms down with a taser gun, so any way, Chapter 2 of W.A.H.B.L
Disclaimer: blah, blah, doesn't, blah, blah, Megaman X, blah, blah, my characters I own and story, yada, yidiya, on wit de story! I'm only saying this once… even though I said it in the last chapter.
I lay on my on bed, looking at the ceiling. Slowly, boredom and madness rose up inside of me. I wanted to go outside to play, but it's nighttime and that's when the dark warriors come out to look for souls so they can drag them down to hell, at least that's what dad said. Slowly, I got off my comfy, safe bed to look through my window. It was pitch black out side…. I felt this intense, dark, murderous aura out there, they started their killing spree…. but "why do I feel this shadowy presence in my house and yet, out there?" I asked myself. Before I could think about it, my question was answered.
"Please, don't. I don't want to hurt you! Stay back! What are you doing! No, NO! This isn't you! Fight it, please I beg of you…please don't do this…" That voice I thought to myself. I could hear sobs; the voice was soft but in dread… MOM My head screamed. After her voice said " you." All I heard next was buried in my mind forever…
"Auaaghhh!" SLASH. That scent… blood….and lots of it. I could hear drippings from the ceiling, walls, and the murder's hands. I was frozen…. Scared…no more like petrified. It took me about two minutes to walk to my door. Sweat dripped down my face. My black hair was no longer spiky, more like flat and wet from all that sweat.
As I reach my shaky hand toward the doorknob, I manage to crack a peek, what I saw in right in front of my own two eyes…I wished I'd never open that door. There right before me was…"mom." She was lying in her own pool of blood. … Blood…. On the floor, walls, ceiling…everywhere. I felt my eyes my eyes getting watery. Fear, hate, confusion were mixing up in side of me. I finally looked up to see the killer's face. I felt his aura so dark and powerful, I was sure it could make the happiest day die, just by one quick look.
I moved my eyeball up to see his; more fear, anger, confusion dwelled inside of me. That man was… my father. No… he wasn't my father any more, he was… a monster, a dark warrior. As that thought went through my mind, I could feel my soul breaking to pieces. I wanted to wake up from this nightmare, but I knew better, this was real. Was he posse? Or did he bring this upon himself? I felt a million questions rise up, the pressure I couldn't take it… I looked up into his eyes…red…bloody red. His teeth were as some kind of wild animals, looking for some thing to bare his fangs in. I was frozen, trapped by fear, and by the look of his eye: "death is awaiting you boy!" Is what his eyes were telling me.
Close the door I commanded myself; I wouldn't budge. Close the DOOR! Damn it I scolded myself .No dice. I decided to bite my tong real hard. I finally broke free from my trance; I had to use the pain to break free. My tong was hurting real bad; I felt the warm liquid fill my mouth, making me a very nauseated kid. I gulp down the red juice as fast as possibly. I didn't want to attract any attention from "it." I closed the door inch by inch, after I ran to my window. I opened it, knocked off the screen, and made a run for it. I looked back. Why isn't he coming after me? Is he testing me? Or is he just toying with me My feelings and thoughts were like a speeding arrow. Either way at least I got away… for now. I ran into the forest, my bare feet pushing into the wet soil, twigs piercing my every step, but I didn't care, I just wanted to get out of my village. My white t-shirt probably had mud or grass stains on them, I didn't bother to look. My grey sweats were brushing through the wind and dodging every tree that got in my way. Running, running from my village, my home…my life. I've most likely been running for an hour and a half. I stopped to grasp my breathing. Sob. I turned around, and then I stopped and waited unwearyingly to hear the sound I heard a few seconds I thought I heard some one cry. Did I I went deeper into the forest; the sound became louder as I came nearer. I saw a … girl about my age, holding a baby fox, comforting it. Boy, I would like to have some ease for what I've been through. I walked towards the girl and the fox. The fox became aware of my presence; her jumped out the girl's arms and started to growl at me. The girl calmed the fox down which returned to her arms, still obtrusive to me. The girl had pretty long hair, light purple eyes, black pants, and a dark purple shirt with a black tight sweater. She looked up at me; her eyes were a little watery.
"Why are you crying?" I asked, you could say I was curious; my voice was calm but tired from all that running. She wiped her eyes and told me how a bear killed the baby fox's mother, I felt bad for the little guy, and after all I know what he was feeling…seeing your parents die right in front of…you were weak, helpless, and afraid. I felt anger and grief rise up in me. Damn it! Damn me I thought while clenching my fist as I felt tears feeling my eyes. The girl was looking at me with questions in her eyes. Now it was her turn to do the questioning. "Why are you crying?" She asked very respectfully. Her voice was soft, calming, sympathetic just like my mom's, just thinking about it. My eyes were flooding, I tried to hold them back, curse my feelings. Quickly, I wiped the tears away from my eyes. I didn't want her to worry; with out thinking I simply asked, " Want me to find the bear? So I could kill it and avenge the fox?" I don't know why I said that…maybe to take my rage out at the bear, when I find it. She looked up at me, her eyes twinkle when the moonlight came above us, the silver rays calmed me down as I gazed into her eyes, how calm they were …they made my ablaze heart find it's serenity. " It's okay…the bear was hungry, so it wasn't its fault… that's how life is…I'll take care of the fox, until he's older to take care of himself. " She said really soft, like if the breeze was whispering in my ear. I could only find myself grinning Wow…I never consider of it that way. Was I so blinded by my anger that much I could only still look at those stunning eyes of hers. God, she's beautiful. I'm only twelve; I could feel my hormones jumping all over the place getting, the best of me, but my happy hour was when I felt that blood thirsty presence. Oh, No! Not now, why now I felt my mind racing as rapid as my heart. I saw "it" coming closer to me, I tried to get the girl to safety, but it was too late. He appeared out of now where. How did he become so fast My thoughts were trying to put this mystery out of my skull. He grabbed me by the head: throw me over his shoulder and he begins to walk away. I kept yelling over his shoulder, but he paid no attention to my cries or me. " Let me go you Bastard!" It was no use; no matter how hard I squirmed, no matter how hard I screamed, "it" ignored me. The girl was petrified of seeing the dark warrior carrying her companion away; she gathered enough courage to follow them. They reached to an edge of a steep cliff, the demon grabbed the boy by his neck: hanging him over the cliff. I looked down and saw how bottomless the cliff was…I was getting woozy, the trepidation in my heart had full control of me. " What are you doing!" I stutter. He was smirking at me, " You want to know something? " He's voice was icy and ruthless; he continued what he was saying,
"When lions have cubs they take them to a cliff and drop them." He stated flatly. My eyes grew wide with fear, " they do this to see who can survive and be worthy of joining the pride. So if you're my son… THEN PROVE IT TO ME, BOY!" The girl was at his side pleading to spare me, but it was too late, he already threw me off the cliff. "NOOO!" I shouted to the top of my lungs, I fell deep in to darkness and was gone. The girl couldn't believe what she just saw that man did to his only son. "Save him!" The girl shouted out of anger and terror; she had a similar clear liquid running down her face.
" Hmpf…he's strong…if he doesn't make it, then he deserves to die." The shadowy warrior walked away; disappearing in the dark mist. The girl was helpless, she knew if she tried to tell some one they wouldn't believe her. All she could do was cry; looking down in that deep, dark grave of the boy she met.
Authors note
Done! I know it's kinda of confusing, but you should read the bio. I've read other reviews and people say screw the bio, but people who don't know the X series should read it, and for those who do just read my characters bio. I'm sorry to Axl fans, I did sat this was an Axl fic but I'm not so sure, we'll have to see what the author thinks. So please review and if there's anything that needs something please E-mail me or just review. I'm working on chap.3 right now, and don't worry there will be more action in the next chappy. Faints from big speech and is still a bit shaky from the taser gun.
