"Why should I?" She smirked smiling as she began to giggle like a boy killing ants with a magnify glass playing god.
Eyes closing and body beginning to lean heavily to one side atop the horse, he begins to slip a bit, his grip on her wrists releasing slowly, "Because... she's... not yours... to control..." She continued to smile the smile fades slowly a black liquid rolled from her lips a spot on her chest as well began to roll down as her grip loosened falling to the ground like a fallen angel her body motionless a figure in a flowered Kimono stood the boy at her side as the girl looked up to the man barely breathing the chills going through his body the girl in the white flowered kimono from his dreams standing before him once again. His eyes open as his throat is released, his body still moving side to side a bit, weak from the lack of oxygen. Seeing the girl from his dreams, his eyes blink a few times, unsure if she was really there, or if he was seeing her spirit as his own ascended from his body. Slowly, his eyes close again as he falls from the horse, his armor clattering as it collides with the ground, eyes closed as he slips into unconscious, breathing slowly growing back to normal.
The dance began on the damp wood the flames running across to heat the area around them the girl sat quietly beside him her wings spread out her wound on her chest and armed patched lightly. The man's wounds had been patched as well carefully and neatly. The girl in the white flowered kimono sat feeding the fire for the yellow and red dancers the horse tied to a tree by the reins.
Coughing lightly, his eyes slowly open, body shifting slightly causing his armor to clatter once more. With a groan, he slowly opens his eyes, finding himself on his back staring up at the sky, his eyes falling to his side to spot the winged girl sitting there, "A... are you... alright...?"
The girl laid motionless a black collar around her neck. The wind blew her feathers ruffled up at the cool wind. "She won't wake until I want her to." The girl in the white flowered kimono walked over placing a warm rag over the cut as she began to change the bandage around his neck.
His ears twitch lightly at the sound of the other voice, his eyes blinking slightly as he hears the rustling of her kimono, turning his head to see her as she places the warm rag on the fang marks in his neck. "Am I... dead...? What other... explanation... could there..."
"Your not dead." She giggled lightly. "If I didn't save you, you could have been." She placed a new cloth over his cut smiling. "There your wound is healing nicely."
"You... saved me..." he inquires weakly, his body remaining almost motionless. Closing his eyes slowly, he lays his head back, looking up at the sky, "She doesn't want to kill me... it's them... controlling her... the bastards that destroyed my armies and razed my kingdom..."
"I know." She looked to the girl with the clipped night like wings. "I control her now with the little black collar."
"Is she alright...?" he groans, his head turning back to the girl with the wings, eyes opening slowly to look up at her still form.
"Yes for now anyways." Stands slowly. "I wanted to find her anyways."
Placing his hands on the ground at about the level of his ribs, he pushes himself slowly into a sitting position, leaning back against a log behind him, "What do you mean "for now" and why were you looking for her...?"
"Those feathers I need them... for my village then after that I will let her go..."
"You need... her feathers...?" he asks as he begins to unfasten his armor. "What village...?"
"That I can not share." She looked at the boy curiously. "I feel that I know you in some weird way."
His eyes turn away from her as he removes the breast plate of his armor, revealing the red silk haori beneath it, "You... can't share the information about the village...?"
"I do not know you, but I feel I do."
"You don't... know me..." his voice was inquisitive though he tried to make it sound like he was telling her that she didn't know him, though he knew that he recognized her.
Nods lightly smiling at him. "I will take the girl off your hands now."
"No... She doesn't go without me..." he says beginning to remove the leg plates of his armor, tossing them beside his chest plate.
"Why not she's under the control she'll try to kill you again you do know that don't you or do you want to die I can always fix that for you..."
"She doesn't want to kill me... I know she doesn't..." he says, his head lowering as he flashes back to the look in her eyes as she attempted to choke the life out of him, "It's not her that's trying to kill me... and I will not abandon her..."
"She doesn't remember you with that collar on she's nothing, but a body that lives"
"I will not abandon her... if she goes... I go... I won't let them or anyone else have her... She's not a bad person... she's a miracle of nature... one that is abused and has been forced by evil people to do things against her will..."
"She has no soul once I let her go she will not know right from wrong."
"You're wrong... she has a soul, a good one that doesn't want to do what she's forced to do... she needs me... and I won't abandon her!"
"You're wrong... she has a soul, a good one that doesn't want to do what she's forced to do... she needs me... and I won't abandon her!"
"You don't understand once that collar is placed on her soul was casted away her soul will not return to that body."
"If that's the case... then why did you put it on her... what gave you the right..."
"To save the people one life for many."
"You are no god... you have not the right!" he growls, his head growing light and seeming to spin with dizziness, still weak from the extreme lack of oxygen he'd faced before, his mind not fully recovered.
"If you do not want me playing God I will kill you like she was." Draws a small dagger that had been sheathed between her breasts.
His right hand reaches across his stomach to his left hip, gripping the hilt of the katana held there, but shortly there after releases it, "What does it matter... I've lost everything now... you've taken her from me... all that's left for me is my life..."
"If she matters to you, I will give you her body you can try to bring her soul back after that."
His head lowers a bit, "And if I cannot... as you said it would be impossible...?" His hand fiddles with the hilt of the katana hilt, the thoughts of ending it all himself dancing in his head, the pain of losing all that was important to him causing him to think of things that had only ever crossed his mind once before.
"..Would you rather her suffer at the enemies hands watching her body kill you... Would you let her suffering continue on...? At least now she isn't suffering."