Love Among Slavery
Chapter Eleven: Death's Voice
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Hotaru swung her glaive downward, successfully cutting the branch off of the tree. She breathed shallowly while trying to catch her breath. She held her glaive tightly like her life depended on it, but then, her knees buckled underneath her and she fell.
'Don't do this Hotaru...' 'It' whispered.
"Who are you?" Hotaru breathed out in a mere whisper.
'I am Death,' the female voice replied, 'I am you...'
"Me?" Hotaru gasped in shock, "I'm death?"
"What's that Hotaru?" Milliardo asked as he walked towards the exhausted girl that sat on the grass, trying to catch her breath.
"Oh? Milliardo? Oh, it's nothing," Hotaru told him quickly as he helped her up tenderly.
"Are you sure? You look tired," Milliardo said in concern.
"Yeah... I'm kind of a bit drained," Hotaru said with a small smile.
"Here, I'll help you in," he said while leading her towards the palace.
'No!' shouted Death.
"No!" Hotaru suddenly yelled with Death.
"Huh?" Milliardo questioned.
"I mean... no, I'm fine. I'm gonna train more, k?" Hotaru said with a much softer voice this time.
"Oh, alright. Just don't over do yourself this time," Milliardo said with slight confusion as he walked away.
The violet-eyed angel sighed, but then turned serious, "Who the hell are you?"
'I am you... yet not you...,' Death whispered.
"What do you mean?" Hotaru asked, "Is your name even Death?"
'You could call me that,' Death said.
"Why are you... in... me?" she whispered the question in uncertainty.
'Because I am you,' Death replied.
"But you just said that you weren't me!" Hotaru shouted.
'Never mind that now,' Death said, 'just trust me and listen. King Legolas isn't just somebody to you, he's your king.'
"I know that," Hotaru said.
'Listen, you must NOT fall for him,' Death said.
"Why would I do that?" asked Hotaru. Suddenly she could feel Death frown at her.
'You'll understand later,' assured Death.
"Ok..." trailed Hotaru's voice.
'Plus, you must never trust Milliardo,' Death told her.
"But he seems nice," Hotaru said with confusion. Why would Death want to help her?
'He SEEMS that way. But trust me, he'll hurt you in the end,' Death said with a sad tone.
Hotaru frowned when she felt that Death was close to tears. Something about Milliardo really bugged Death to no end. But could Hotaru trust the voice inside of her, could she trust DEATH'S voice inside of her? Hotaru did not know, but Death really seemed upset...
Gandalf set his pipe down as his son, Souichi, and his daughter-in-law, Setsuna, were pacing in the tiny kitchen thinking of their run-away daughter. They were extremely worried when King Legolas of the Elves had taken over the kingdom, but he has hurt no one as of yet.
"Calm down you two, this is Hotaru's destiny after all," Gandalf said as he strained to keep his voice straight.
"I knew I should have stopped Serenity from writing this in the stars," Setsuna said as tears streamed down her face.
"It's not your fault, honey," Souichi whispered as he gathered his wife's sobbing body close.
"It's no one's fault," Gandalf said as he felt his eyes sting, "Saturn was the only one that was guaranteed to be reborn, so she was perfect for this job."
"A suicidal job," sobbed Setsuna in frustration.
Souichi closed his eyes in pain and whispered his thoughts out towards his only daughter, 'Hotaru, wherever you may be, please understand that we all love you. Just remember not to trust anyone, except for your heart and the little voice in your head that tells you if you are right of wrong...'
Hotaru heard her father's worried and desperate voice and decided that it's time to wake up and not worry them any longer. But then stopped and asked her little voice, Death, "Should I wake up? I'm not exactly done my training yet."
'Wake up,' Death stated, 'I'll teach you the rest when we're back in reality.'
"If you say so...' whispered Hotaru.
Legolas sat beside the bed as the rigid figure groaned and moved in the bed slowly. He held his breath as her eyes opened and those violet orbs was once again in his life.
"How are you?" Legolas whispered.
"Good," replied Hotaru's rough voice. Her throat was so dry and heavy, her bones where stiff and hard, and her eyes were having a hard time opening up. But once she got her eyesight back she looked at Legolas and immediately knew that he was right beside her all the time.
"Are you hungry?" Legolas asked with worry as he furrowed his brows together.
"How long have I been asleep?" she asked, only to find out that her voice sounded scratchy so she coughed a few times.
"About a week," Legolas replied, "I'll get you some food."
Hotaru looked up as Legolas got up. She quickly noticed his eyes at once. Those piercing gently pale blue eyes sunk into her heart abruptly. He had been sitting right beside her for a week, waiting for her to awake!
"So you sat beside me for a week?" Hotaru asked in disbelief, stopping Legolas in his tracks.
"Of course," Legolas said to her as if it was the most obvious thing, "I had to be there when you woke up.
His worried voice drew something out of Hotaru. It felt right for him to be worried about her, "Oh..."
"I'll get the food for you now, alright?" asked Legolas softly as her soft violet eyes entranced him once more.
"Sure," replied Hotaru. It took everything Legolas had to walk out of the room.
She frowned when Legolas was out of the room. For some unknown reason, she needed him to be in the same room with her right now. She clutched the blanket in her hands, confused by these newfound emotions.
'Whatever you do, do not fall for him,' Death quickly said when she felt those emotions rise in Hotaru.
A tint of blush covered Hotaru's face, "I was NOT falling for him."
'You could talk to me in your mind. And 'yes' you were slowly falling for him,' Death said with a frown.
'No I wasn't!' Hotaru thought in humiliation.
'Liar,' scolded Death.
"Oh, great. I have a voice in my head now," Hotaru said out loud this time. She sighed and drew the covers to her chin and waited for Legolas in anticipation.
'You mean, you have Death's voice in your head,' Death said with a playful smile.
"Whatever," Hotaru groaned while rolling her eyes.
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Silver Author
Chapter Eleven: Death's Voice
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Hotaru swung her glaive downward, successfully cutting the branch off of the tree. She breathed shallowly while trying to catch her breath. She held her glaive tightly like her life depended on it, but then, her knees buckled underneath her and she fell.
'Don't do this Hotaru...' 'It' whispered.
"Who are you?" Hotaru breathed out in a mere whisper.
'I am Death,' the female voice replied, 'I am you...'
"Me?" Hotaru gasped in shock, "I'm death?"
"What's that Hotaru?" Milliardo asked as he walked towards the exhausted girl that sat on the grass, trying to catch her breath.
"Oh? Milliardo? Oh, it's nothing," Hotaru told him quickly as he helped her up tenderly.
"Are you sure? You look tired," Milliardo said in concern.
"Yeah... I'm kind of a bit drained," Hotaru said with a small smile.
"Here, I'll help you in," he said while leading her towards the palace.
'No!' shouted Death.
"No!" Hotaru suddenly yelled with Death.
"Huh?" Milliardo questioned.
"I mean... no, I'm fine. I'm gonna train more, k?" Hotaru said with a much softer voice this time.
"Oh, alright. Just don't over do yourself this time," Milliardo said with slight confusion as he walked away.
The violet-eyed angel sighed, but then turned serious, "Who the hell are you?"
'I am you... yet not you...,' Death whispered.
"What do you mean?" Hotaru asked, "Is your name even Death?"
'You could call me that,' Death said.
"Why are you... in... me?" she whispered the question in uncertainty.
'Because I am you,' Death replied.
"But you just said that you weren't me!" Hotaru shouted.
'Never mind that now,' Death said, 'just trust me and listen. King Legolas isn't just somebody to you, he's your king.'
"I know that," Hotaru said.
'Listen, you must NOT fall for him,' Death said.
"Why would I do that?" asked Hotaru. Suddenly she could feel Death frown at her.
'You'll understand later,' assured Death.
"Ok..." trailed Hotaru's voice.
'Plus, you must never trust Milliardo,' Death told her.
"But he seems nice," Hotaru said with confusion. Why would Death want to help her?
'He SEEMS that way. But trust me, he'll hurt you in the end,' Death said with a sad tone.
Hotaru frowned when she felt that Death was close to tears. Something about Milliardo really bugged Death to no end. But could Hotaru trust the voice inside of her, could she trust DEATH'S voice inside of her? Hotaru did not know, but Death really seemed upset...
Gandalf set his pipe down as his son, Souichi, and his daughter-in-law, Setsuna, were pacing in the tiny kitchen thinking of their run-away daughter. They were extremely worried when King Legolas of the Elves had taken over the kingdom, but he has hurt no one as of yet.
"Calm down you two, this is Hotaru's destiny after all," Gandalf said as he strained to keep his voice straight.
"I knew I should have stopped Serenity from writing this in the stars," Setsuna said as tears streamed down her face.
"It's not your fault, honey," Souichi whispered as he gathered his wife's sobbing body close.
"It's no one's fault," Gandalf said as he felt his eyes sting, "Saturn was the only one that was guaranteed to be reborn, so she was perfect for this job."
"A suicidal job," sobbed Setsuna in frustration.
Souichi closed his eyes in pain and whispered his thoughts out towards his only daughter, 'Hotaru, wherever you may be, please understand that we all love you. Just remember not to trust anyone, except for your heart and the little voice in your head that tells you if you are right of wrong...'
Hotaru heard her father's worried and desperate voice and decided that it's time to wake up and not worry them any longer. But then stopped and asked her little voice, Death, "Should I wake up? I'm not exactly done my training yet."
'Wake up,' Death stated, 'I'll teach you the rest when we're back in reality.'
"If you say so...' whispered Hotaru.
Legolas sat beside the bed as the rigid figure groaned and moved in the bed slowly. He held his breath as her eyes opened and those violet orbs was once again in his life.
"How are you?" Legolas whispered.
"Good," replied Hotaru's rough voice. Her throat was so dry and heavy, her bones where stiff and hard, and her eyes were having a hard time opening up. But once she got her eyesight back she looked at Legolas and immediately knew that he was right beside her all the time.
"Are you hungry?" Legolas asked with worry as he furrowed his brows together.
"How long have I been asleep?" she asked, only to find out that her voice sounded scratchy so she coughed a few times.
"About a week," Legolas replied, "I'll get you some food."
Hotaru looked up as Legolas got up. She quickly noticed his eyes at once. Those piercing gently pale blue eyes sunk into her heart abruptly. He had been sitting right beside her for a week, waiting for her to awake!
"So you sat beside me for a week?" Hotaru asked in disbelief, stopping Legolas in his tracks.
"Of course," Legolas said to her as if it was the most obvious thing, "I had to be there when you woke up.
His worried voice drew something out of Hotaru. It felt right for him to be worried about her, "Oh..."
"I'll get the food for you now, alright?" asked Legolas softly as her soft violet eyes entranced him once more.
"Sure," replied Hotaru. It took everything Legolas had to walk out of the room.
She frowned when Legolas was out of the room. For some unknown reason, she needed him to be in the same room with her right now. She clutched the blanket in her hands, confused by these newfound emotions.
'Whatever you do, do not fall for him,' Death quickly said when she felt those emotions rise in Hotaru.
A tint of blush covered Hotaru's face, "I was NOT falling for him."
'You could talk to me in your mind. And 'yes' you were slowly falling for him,' Death said with a frown.
'No I wasn't!' Hotaru thought in humiliation.
'Liar,' scolded Death.
"Oh, great. I have a voice in my head now," Hotaru said out loud this time. She sighed and drew the covers to her chin and waited for Legolas in anticipation.
'You mean, you have Death's voice in your head,' Death said with a playful smile.
"Whatever," Hotaru groaned while rolling her eyes.
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Silver Author