Disclaimer: Ass you might all know, Neon Genesis Evangelion isn't mine. Yes, I know it's sad and terrible, but I guess it's the best in the end 'cuz I would have probably ruined the story by now if I was the one writing it.
Anyway! Concluding this small intro, I want to thank all the people that have followed with me and commented on my story, especially Infinitis, who actually invited me over to read her story, Coda Melodia. Thanks!
Nara Starr
In the beginning
Chapter 4: Desertion
She was standing in the middle of a long road covered with grey rocks. The oddly straight shapes and lack of trees confused her and for a moment it seemed to her that she was entrapped in another dimension. Suddenly she felt a presence near her, someone unknown and familiar at the same time. She turned around, her eyes focusing immediately on the young, brown haired boy that stood next to a strange apparatus. Although she was too far away from him, she could see the sadness and confusion in his eyes. Suddenly, the boy turned around and stared right at her. He seemed surprised but before anything could be said, there was a movement next to her and everything disappeared.
Slowly her eyes fluttered open. The place was stiff and small, yet so resplendent she had to cover her eyes for a minute. She was encaged in a golden prison, the bars around her so magnificent it was hard to believe that she was entrapped within the structure. Sitting down on the satin cushions that covered the base of the cage, she discovered that all the wounds on her body, as well as the memories that she had after listening to her mothers voice were gone, absolutely erased from her. Silently she wondered about this and that strange dream that she saw…
(flashback)
Armisael staggered back, his body covered in blood, his hand still over his empty socket. He observed in perplexity as the deuce advanced once again towards him, the bloodied sword dragging from her wounded arm.
"You… you should be dead… Curse you forever!"
He dashed towards her, his hand taking hold of her slender neck in just a second. He smashed her body against the floor, forcing her to drop the blade. A triumphant smile played across his features, but it soon disappeared when he stared at her cold, unexpressive eyes…
"Wha-"
Her black wings spread beautifully behind her, as her arms evolved him in a hug. He stared blankly at her as she forced herself into the sky, her hands still holding on to him…
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
He fought against her strength, kicking and trying to push her away from him, but her limbs were tightly locked around his body… Up and up they flew, the air around them getting colder, stars flying past them like dreams…
"Let go! Can you-?"
His words where cut short by the sight above him. The sky had been left behind, and the first layer of the heavens was rushing towards them as she flew higher and higher. The soft clouds of white velvet seemed so perfect, so innocent… yet he knew what was hidden behind that fragile disguise, he knew what she wanted to do…
"Are you insane! Do you want to kill us!"
"No… just you…"
He stared at her transfixed as she hit the skies. Suddenly, a shower of lightning flared towards them, attacking with such a force that she almost let go… But she held on, her eyes closed as the bolts struck them mercilessly. She tried hard not to scream, but soon her voice joined his as her wings gave in to the eternal shower of lightning. Her arms unfolded from his body as they rushed to the ground, the cold wind slapping their skin.
Matarael stared appalled as his brother's body collided with the floor. Immediately after, the deuce fell, her body making a dry thud as it connected with the moist soil of the earth…
"…Armisael?..."
Softly, Matarael let the unconscious body of Tabris down and advanced towards his younger brother… His alabaster skin was badly burned and his wings were signed and bleeding. His missing orb seemed to stare at him from death as he uselessly tried to wake him up, tears falling from his yellow eyes.
"…He's… not… dead…"
His eyes rose from the distorted figure of Armisael to the quivering body of the deuce. Her limbs, although not as maimed as those of his brother, were burnt and bleeding. Her cobalt tresses were badly signed and her magnificent ebony wings had been so severely damaged, they barely existed anymore… Steadily she stood up and faced the older brother, her clear eyes covered by a veil of blood…
"…He's an angel… he can't die…"
Matarael advanced towards her, hate and fury flickering in his eyes. His hand grabbed swiftly the sword, which lay abandoned on the emerald grass. The bloodied blade reflected her as his strides came closer and closer…
"…Damn you… DAMN YOU!"
Although her body was battered and almost deceased, she cleansed her eyes from the blood and prepared to entrust the final attack against the infuriated angel. Her eyes searched for the weak points, and stopped on the tender body, struggling to stand up.
The world spun slightly as his eyes tried to focus the night around him. His body was sore and cold, yet he made his best to kneel down on the grass and raise his head to the final scene. She was standing on the emerald grass, her frail body covered in fresh and old blood. Her eyes were on him, alluring and profound, but also terribly sad. Her lips curled into a thin smile as the blade connected with her body, and sunk within her soft, damaged flesh…
"FATI!"
The blade took her life away, and she collapsed on the floor as a desperate Tabris tried to reach out to her, as a maddened Matarael collapsed on the floor, as a beaten Armisael began to recover consciousness… as a blinding light took the four bodies away from the battle place to begin the trial that would culminate… on the third impact…
Ah! Finally, my chapter four is completed… I'm sorry for all the time that I have made you wait, faithful readers, but I am afraid that I have had some recent problems with my internet connection, which added up to my terrible I.B exam's, which I have fortunately finished. Let me assure you that I have already commenced the write up of chapter five, in which it will be revealed to you what has happened to Tabris and his brother's, as well as Fati's fate within the realm of the heavens. Also, I am planning to update my other stories, as I have now time to spell-check all of my Spanish and English texts to suppress any grammatical mistake commited.
With nothing else to say for now, I say goodbye now, thanking you all once again for accompanying me on my travesy through the writing of 'In the beginning', asking you to please submit to me any commentary or critique you wish to make about this story and asking for forgiveness as to my terrible sense of time concerning the publishing of my stories and for my strange, formal way of writing this commentary.
Nara Starr
(Can't help it! I'm falling asleep, I'm sick and I can't think straight anymore…)