Worry Causes Cancer
Chapter 8: This is a Dream OR Red Over White
Disclaimer: I do not own D.N.Angel.
(A/N. This is my friend's piece of work that has been typed under my name. All credit is due to her. Sorry its short. Please don't kill me after this chapter. It ain't my fault and there's still two chapters to go.)
(Thanks to all that reviewed and are still reading and waiting for it.)
Last Time
Krad's
Dream:
He was walking in a field, everything was beautiful down
to the water and flower. Only one tree stood within the expanse of
scenery. It sat right on the edge of the lake. Sitting under the tree
were two people, walking closer he saw one was Dark and the other
was…his mother.
His
mom smiled at him, and said, "Please Krad, honey come join me, stay
here."
Krad stared wide eyed at her, "No, I will not, your
not here."
"Yes, honey, I am. Please why don't you stay here for me, so we can make up for the time we lost!"
"NO! I wont, if I do I will miss out on the time I can spend with the one I love."
"That's my boy, go to him Krad. This is the final hour."
And everything went dark…
Now
He was floating in darkness, endless nothing, a forgotten
wasteland set adrift within a realm of time. Suddenly he was falling
into what was unknown, perhaps there was a bottom. He dreaded the
answer.
Krad Pov
"I'm sorry Dark!" I cried as tears
spilled from the corner of my eyes, then I felt a painful burning
sensation on my back between my shoulders. I opened my eyes when the
pain vanished. I was no longer falling, but now was floating, no
flying in the abyss. A voice spoke, "Just like your mother, bitch
that she was. I should have known, I'd get a bastard of a son."
My eyes narrowed, and I drew up a posture similar to that of a
wounded predator, intent on fighting till my last breath.
I knew that voice and it sent chills up my spine. "Hello father," I greeted him with all the sarcastic respect I could muster for the man I despised more than Risa Harada.
"Welcome Krad, I thought you would never join me, but it is strange for you to end up here, especially seeing you were given white wings. Now Krad, how have you been?"
I could see the figure the voice belonged to now, a tall man with cold golden eyes, and shoulder length silver hair, and a fake smile that would make the dead roll over and puke in their graves.
"Well," I gave a false smirk, "I was having a pretty decent day, until you dropped in and then the party, which by the way R.S.V.P. only, went straight to hell." I hope I pissed the bastard off.
"Seems your attitude still needs adjusting."
Yup, I pissed him off. But I was shocked because just like the idiot said, I did have white wings spread gracefully from my back. My father had great red wings, spread like omens of death. "Tell me father, why am I here, because I will tell you like I told mother. I am going home!" he smirked, that is NOT good.
"You, I brought you here, and…" suddenly he disappeared and reappeared behind me and whispered in my ear, "…tell me Krad, my son, how are you going home, and most importantly, how will you get out of this?" suddenly I felt a surge of pain in my lower abdomen. I touched my stomach, and brought my hand back up to my face. It was covered in blood, my blood. With a horrid crack my wings were broken and the last thing I remember before blacking out was cold, harsh laughter.
In the real world:
Suddenly the heart monitor stopped beeping, and Krad Hikari's heart stopped beating.
(A/N. Please don't kill me its not my fault, its hers. If I get 5 updates within the next two days I'll give you the next chapter early.)