Title: Silent Screams
Author: NT aka Aku-chan
Pairings: Tala/Kai, Tyson/Max, Kenny/ Yasashiku(OC)
Polls:
ReixKai – 160 votes
TalaxKai – 171 votes
Aku: I guess TalaKai won...
Tala: YAY! glomps Kai
Kai: -.-;;;;;;;
Rei: What about me?!?!
Aku: Uhhh... Bry?
Bryan: Hi!
Aku: smiles genkily
Rei: sweatdrops
Aku: And All ReiKai fans, no worries, lots of ReiKais in the future!!! Promise!! hides so she's not killed
Shiku: She's also sorry about the long wait... writer's block and projects for school...
Aku: Gah! Finals soon!! NOO!!!! ;-;
Shiku: And studying...
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Chapter Sixteen: Answering
It wasn't likely he'd find sleep soon, so he stretched out his muscles, numb from lack of movement, and slipped out from beneath the covers. Shivering slightly from the chilly night air, he wrapped his arms around himself. Slipping on pants and a shirt, he ventured down the dark hall. Grabbing a jacket for extra warmth, his hand slipped over the cold metal of the doorknob, turning it and opening the door gently in an attempt to make as little noise as possible.
A creak was heard, but from behind, as his eyes instinctively darted, staring into the darkness for the source. Eyes tired and almost lifeless, stared at him, a silent plea fixed to his own dulled eyes. Nodding in consent, the two walked together in the chilling night, no destination in mind, but a place needed to be found.
After the night reached out at them, the moon being the only savior, they walked along the stone path lit by the artificial suns. It was silence that reigned in a sadistic manner, only to remind them of their loses. In a way, this was their new life; silence.
Until a frustrated cry escaped his lips, drawing attention to himself by the other. He's changed. "I can't stand this anymore!"
"I know, Tyson..." Rei whispered, eyes hard and pensive, until they found that hopeless pit in the furthest corner among the truth and lies. "But what can we do?"
"That's a question you should really start considering, Kon." The wolf's eyes pierced in their souls, weakened by the sorrow, but lit with a new flame.
"What do you want, Tala?"
"The same thing you want. Kai deserves more." He turned his back on them, frosted irises focused on the moon in the sky, a hollow ball of white sand somehow surviving in the darkest of nights with an army of stars outnumbered by the specks of night. It was a losing battle, yet they were still there. "Don't you want to apologize?"
"Of course," Rei let a bitter laugh escape as his hopelessness. "But what can we do? We don't even know where to start?"
"Then," Tala turned, moon-kissed eyes gleaming with a new life. "Let's begin at the end."
"..." The tiger looked away, contemplating before he spoke, each step he took next being a life or death scenario.
"Let's go." The lifeless dragon spoke, eyes hollow, but slowly filling with the infamous hope of a reckless fool. "Let's find Kai and Max. Let's bring them home, so we can tell them what jerks we've been."
And he grinned. Setting off the beginning of a losing battle, but maybe they would still be there in the end.
"Alright." Rei smiled, though still hopeless, he had nothing to lose.
Ocean-stained eyes slowly regained life, as memories seeped into place, rushing to find out what had been done and only resulting in a headache. He moaned out of pain, realizing he was now sitting in a metal chair, restraining by cuffs of the same metals and strapped down for further control.
As he adapted to the light, the first thing that came into focus was the small child, resembling Kai though years younger. The next thing he found out was he was alone with the child, no doctors or scientists. Just him and the child.
"Hello." The boy greeted, an innocent smile on his lips with hollow black eyes.
"Hi." The blonde murmured back, as he looked for his captain.
"If you're looking for Kai, he's right there." The boy pushed a blue button, revealing two glass tubes with a Kai in each.
"H-how can there be two?" Max whispered softly to himself, but the small boy heard it.
"Silly, don't you know anything? One's a clone."
"A c-clone?!" How was that possible?
"Yes, a clone." The child giggled, and reached his hand out to the Kai floating in the dark red liquid. "This one is your captain."
"And the other one?" Max gestured to the one in the blue liquid filled tube.
"The real Kai."
"You mean..."
"Yup, you've had the clone. Life seems to have a lot of secrets, almost to the point where you could call life a lie..." The boy giggled again, cradling the red ball in his arms still.
"What about you?"
"What about me?"
"What are you...?"
"I'm a child, silly." The boy smiled, bouncing the red ball as he pressed a second button, this time green, as the door opened from one of the cages and a raven-haired boy walked out, black eyes darker than any night or shadow.
"You..." Crystal eyes widened in remembrance. "You... who are you...?"
He smiled, his pale hand gently caressing Max's cheek. "No more pain..." His voice flowed hypnotically from his lips, calm and soothing as watching the rain or feeling the sun melt into your skin. "Only smiles..."
Falling limp, the blonde's eyes closed, muscles relaxed as if dead. A smirk formed on the blood red lips, hair waving with each flawless step. Endless eyes drank in the sight of both phoenixes like a fine wine of the darkest red known, almost like blood.
"How is my firebird doing?"
"He's dead." The child answered, no longer smiling.
"Perfect..." Slowly walking like a god, he stepped up to the glass, hands touching close to the face. "My firebird, I will bring you to life again. Be reborn for me."
As he walked away to his haven, a flawless feather falling behind, a tear slid down the small boy's pale face, his eyes edged with a scarlet. "It was raining, wasn't it Father?"
He was searching, a heartbeat pounding in his ears, but it was not his own. His footsteps resounded everywhere, each time his foot touched the ground, it'd splash the world in blood. His blood, he hoped. Then the knife would fall along beside the gun, and the heartbeat would stop. Everything would be silent.
He cried out, his screams fighting the silence in a losing battle, but he'd continue to scream, running from the endless strip of blood, running from the knife and gun, running from the shadow that trailed behind him.
But no one would hear or even try to listen. He was mute, and for some reason, it was wrong. This was right. This was hell. He was born in flames, how fitting as he was a phoenix. He let his tears fall, droplets of crimson, burning away his clothes, leaving him naked, lying in the middle of red and black. It was wrong.
And this was right.
A laugh echoed, slowly forcing out a scream, then turning to a plea. A cycle of birth, life and death, slowly dissolving with the rain. Was life good or what? He laughed, no bitterness, but exhilaration, a new heartbeat.
This is what it felt like to be alive. To face death, that was to be alive. To flirt and to touch death. To be raped by death. That is what it was to be alive.
And he fell, like a child finding his parents gone, like a puddle drying from the smoldering sun, like the moon fighting a losing battle, like a leaf... nothing but death.
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To Be Continued...
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Aku: Sorry it was short . And sorry for the random confusion at the end! But it's late and I'm sleepy x.x
Kai: Please review as Aku goes and kills me -.-;;;
Aku: I didn't! I don't think I did... did I?
Everyone: x.x