Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss. That being said I am going to put in a
corner for a while.
Could be rated PG-13 possibly (but I don't think it needs to be) for dark themes and Suicide (or perhaps implied suicide).
Summary: Ken is falling into the shadows of his mind and doesn't think that he can find a reason to keep going. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - --
When Darkness Calls, Who Will Save Us
I'm falling again down this never-ending abyss. Where the haunting voices surround me and the darkness seems to have no end. Here is where I find myself time and time again. Wandering alone in the cold looking for something, yet I'm not sure what I am searching for. I have played this out a thousand times and every time it ends the same, I end up with no answers, no clue, nothing. I want a light yet now the hope of finding one has been lost and the darkness around me grows deeper. Every harsh word, every failure, every kill, that I have ever done replays in front of my mind's eyes. With every mission the abyss grow deeper, one day I know I will never be able to make it out.
The only reason I can come out of it now is because I feel the need to find something to hold onto no matter how small, and your love was just that light that I thought would help me survive. But the love we once shared is dying right along with me. For every kiss there are twice as many blows and for every kind word whispered there are ten more insults waiting to be unleashed. I can't live like this much longer, one can only guess how I have survived this long.
Last night was the worst, you told me you wished I would disappear and never return. So here I am now sitting on my bedroom floor staring at the blade in my hand replaying your words over and over in my head. A tear goes unnoticed down my cheek as I stare blankly at the sharp edges, listening to what the voices say. They are getting muffled slightly by the screams that keep pulsing in my head from all the deaths I have caused in the past, however I still catch the meaning. They are telling me that I am worthless and I should do everyone, including myself, the favor by finishing myself off.
Slowly these words sound more inviting and I lay the edge of the blade on my arm. I sigh at the feeling of the cool blade trying to figure out if this is really the path that I should take. I hear your voice again, those harsh words you spoke replay again and that is when I make my decision.
If is funny how all the voices seem to disappear as the blade starts to dig into my arm. I watch fascinated as the blood starts to pour out of my left wrist followed shortly by my right. However the blood flowing out of me slows down and I realize that this is not going how I hoped, so I ran the blade down the length of my arm, running from my elbow to my wrist. Ah. Now I feel the effects of the blood loss. My head starts to swirl and I now that the end is not to far off. The voices return, only now they are whispering softly.
As I fall toward the ground small smile graces my face as my mind tells me that my suffering is about to be over. However before my heavy eyelids fall I see my door open to reveal your figure looking in at me. In an instant you are by my side chastising me for what I have done, then begging me to stay with you. I look hazily at you face one last time and am shocked to see sadness in those eyes that were forever cold to me. A tear hits my face, am I crying? No, it's your tears. This is not how it is supposed to be your supposed to be glad I'm gone, you are supposed to be free of me and able to move on. I now regret my decision and I start to cry as well.
"Aya..Ran, I'm sorry. Goodbye." I whisper to him as the world around me goes dead. I no longer can hear the your voice though I know that you are speaking to me and from the look on you face and in your eyes I can tell that you are pleading with me not to go. The last thing I see before I fall into the ever darkening abyss is your lips saying the very things I have always longed to hear, but never did.
'Aishiteru, Ken'
~ The End
What happens to Ken, well that can be for the reader to decide, unless you want me to write more.
Please tell me what you think, This is my second Weiss fic so I'm a little unsure of what I am writing and would appreciate the feedback. I don't know whether I like it or not, it was just something that sort of typed itself and before I knew it I had it completed.
Also I don't know whether I should go more in-depth to the story and use this as a sort of teaser to a much longer story or another option would be to just write another chapter saying what happens after this ends.
Anyway please let me know what you think. Thanks.
Could be rated PG-13 possibly (but I don't think it needs to be) for dark themes and Suicide (or perhaps implied suicide).
Summary: Ken is falling into the shadows of his mind and doesn't think that he can find a reason to keep going. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - --
When Darkness Calls, Who Will Save Us
I'm falling again down this never-ending abyss. Where the haunting voices surround me and the darkness seems to have no end. Here is where I find myself time and time again. Wandering alone in the cold looking for something, yet I'm not sure what I am searching for. I have played this out a thousand times and every time it ends the same, I end up with no answers, no clue, nothing. I want a light yet now the hope of finding one has been lost and the darkness around me grows deeper. Every harsh word, every failure, every kill, that I have ever done replays in front of my mind's eyes. With every mission the abyss grow deeper, one day I know I will never be able to make it out.
The only reason I can come out of it now is because I feel the need to find something to hold onto no matter how small, and your love was just that light that I thought would help me survive. But the love we once shared is dying right along with me. For every kiss there are twice as many blows and for every kind word whispered there are ten more insults waiting to be unleashed. I can't live like this much longer, one can only guess how I have survived this long.
Last night was the worst, you told me you wished I would disappear and never return. So here I am now sitting on my bedroom floor staring at the blade in my hand replaying your words over and over in my head. A tear goes unnoticed down my cheek as I stare blankly at the sharp edges, listening to what the voices say. They are getting muffled slightly by the screams that keep pulsing in my head from all the deaths I have caused in the past, however I still catch the meaning. They are telling me that I am worthless and I should do everyone, including myself, the favor by finishing myself off.
Slowly these words sound more inviting and I lay the edge of the blade on my arm. I sigh at the feeling of the cool blade trying to figure out if this is really the path that I should take. I hear your voice again, those harsh words you spoke replay again and that is when I make my decision.
If is funny how all the voices seem to disappear as the blade starts to dig into my arm. I watch fascinated as the blood starts to pour out of my left wrist followed shortly by my right. However the blood flowing out of me slows down and I realize that this is not going how I hoped, so I ran the blade down the length of my arm, running from my elbow to my wrist. Ah. Now I feel the effects of the blood loss. My head starts to swirl and I now that the end is not to far off. The voices return, only now they are whispering softly.
As I fall toward the ground small smile graces my face as my mind tells me that my suffering is about to be over. However before my heavy eyelids fall I see my door open to reveal your figure looking in at me. In an instant you are by my side chastising me for what I have done, then begging me to stay with you. I look hazily at you face one last time and am shocked to see sadness in those eyes that were forever cold to me. A tear hits my face, am I crying? No, it's your tears. This is not how it is supposed to be your supposed to be glad I'm gone, you are supposed to be free of me and able to move on. I now regret my decision and I start to cry as well.
"Aya..Ran, I'm sorry. Goodbye." I whisper to him as the world around me goes dead. I no longer can hear the your voice though I know that you are speaking to me and from the look on you face and in your eyes I can tell that you are pleading with me not to go. The last thing I see before I fall into the ever darkening abyss is your lips saying the very things I have always longed to hear, but never did.
'Aishiteru, Ken'
~ The End
What happens to Ken, well that can be for the reader to decide, unless you want me to write more.
Please tell me what you think, This is my second Weiss fic so I'm a little unsure of what I am writing and would appreciate the feedback. I don't know whether I like it or not, it was just something that sort of typed itself and before I knew it I had it completed.
Also I don't know whether I should go more in-depth to the story and use this as a sort of teaser to a much longer story or another option would be to just write another chapter saying what happens after this ends.
Anyway please let me know what you think. Thanks.