Rebirth

White Eyes- Gackt

Space catches the lunatic moon,
cradling it in both hands, in fear
until my voice reaches,
dawn will not be welcome

all your words...
all your mannerisms...
they were still too fragile for me

you never touched the hand I held out to you.
I gave you a kiss, you, so cold
no matter how many times I scream out your name,
no one can erase the sadness accumulating around me

I trembled, amidst this sin
of continually making even our finding one another,
into a mistake

all my feelings...
all my heart...
still remembers you even now.

You, who so loved the sky at dawn,
in the end you showed those tears in the light,
you showed me, just who you were.

Oh mounting sadness no one can stop,
Fall forever for all I care! Deeper!
It doesn't matter how you make us suffer,
it won't tear us apart!
Until this body rots, it won't be taken by anyone!

you never touched the hand I held out to you.
I gave you a kiss, you, so cold
no matter how many times I scream out your name,
no one can erase the sadness accumulating around me

Oh my one and only, fly high into the air
held by the earth turning a silver shade
Whenever I look up, you'll be smiling
and one day, we'll meet again in this sky

Ch.11- Mass Murder

She finished up with the last of them.

This was the usual routine to end Envy's week. It became more a habit than anything else... hell, who is she fooling? she loves killing!

She grinned, reholstering her two Uzi hand guns(1). She usually uses them when she is doing easier jobs, otherwise, it'd have to be her psychic assault, usually only used on those who she is pissed at for a particular reason.

She had just finished off a family or four children, a father, a mother, and grandparents before leaving the bloody house, she shut the door behind her and breathed the mornings fresh air.

"Ahh... Nothing like the good smell of death to wake up the senses in the rising gold morning, eh?" she asked the figure on the porches corner, leaning against the chipped pillar.

For some time now Envy has had the feeling she was being followed, but truly didn't care. If she they had shown their face then she'd kill them... she was also happy that she could finally find someone intresting enough to kill, in which she liked making more into a game once in awhile since it helped lift her recent depression of wanting to find others just like her.

The girl who stepped out of the shadow looked at least fiveyears older than herself. She had dark brown, straight, long hair that covered the top of her arms and reached to the bottom of her waist. She wore a blood red dress, which shown much too much cleavage, to her knees and reddish brown leather heeled boots. She wore lipstick and had curved eyes like those of a cats which were purple and slitted as well.

"In that case im guessing you must be Envy. I am Lust, pleasured to make your aquaintance," she seemed a tad bit annoyed, though, her voice was deep and sulky, "you do realize how loud you were...right?"

Envy frowned. "Not like anyone else lives around here."

"But people do pass by." Lust said.

Envy shrugged, smiling. "So."

"...right. You'd just kill them. Senseless." she said drearily.

"What was that?" Envy demanded.

"Nevermind." Lust seemed to be thinking, "You do realize what you are... right? Im not supposed to explain, am I?"

Envy shook her head.

Lust sighed. "Master, sometimes I wonder if you just do this to spite me... Lets take a walk, then..."

A FEWMINUTES AFTER THEY LEFT

Envy merely touched the door with his index finger and it swung to the ground with a loud dusty thud, he whistled at the sight he saw before him lay a house full of the dead. A man lay on the kitchen table to his right, bullet holes pierced his head and torso and his hand- which had been reaching for a dead little girl (apparently) whos head was chopped off and two feet from the body- had been sliced away and rolled to theground.An old manwas hanging off of the ceiling, apparently strangled and held up by his own belt and tie, his face blue- stuck in the now broken ceiling fan was his mangled face.An old womans, he guessed his wife, face was burned to much past recognition as she lay on the floor, her back held bullet holes as well.

He walked to the back room, apparently he had been in the back door, where the living room, front door, and a bathroom were- a winding staircase above the fireplace. The livingroom held a woman, he guessed the mother of the house. She had been setting the dining room table for breakfast since it held edibles unaten, and had a candle stuffed down her thraot and bullet holes on her leg, he guessed she had tried to get away since there seemed to be a huge struggle here. Hanging off of the staircase was a child, a little boy. He couldn't help but whistle again and look at it at an odd angle. It truly was artistic how this person put his hand... and what was that? and... is that his tongue? wait no, its his foot... wow... this looked almost exactly like the first stage of reincarnation.

He shuddered at the thought and went to check the bathroom.

The bathroom was empty.

Envy took last look at that boy and stalked past him up the winding staircase. Upstairs wasn't as bad. One boy had just been suffocated in his bed by a pillow, and the other, older boy about fifteen years old had just been stabbed in the gut by the glass from the window he was hanging half out of. It was hidden, though, from view outside unless you walked far away and looked up.

Why was Envy here, you ask? odd, though, he smelt blood while on his way to Dante coming from this way and couldn't help but feel just the little bit excited and curious. Of course, he had been travelling in disguise with Sloth and Wrath inside a carriage- hell, they even tried to stop him from coming, but, he came anyways.

He was smiling as he left the house, shaking his head, he shut the door behind him.

"Heh. Guess im not the only one who enjoys art."

He then headed towards Dante's mansion.

AT DANTE'S

"Thank you, Envy," the old figure of Dante said, her back to him looking out the window.

She hada feeling... just a small, tiny feeling in the pit of her stomach that she knew exactly who...no... what was behind this. Maybe...no. She shook it off. It couldn't be him. It just couldn't.

(1)- yeah, they're more like machine guns... but they're my personal favorite kind! lol. (and im guessing they had them back then cuz remember when Archer became machine? yup)

(2)- Psychic Assault- apparently its only one of the many psychic powers I have researched for (cuz the new ppls have psychic powers (you learn why later on) so now im using apparently truly existent ones- only much more exaggerated, lol(you can believe it for yourself or not if ya want. :) heres Envy's full effect: "The esper causes the target to become incapacitated. Normally, this is done via a command ("fall asleep"), suggestion ("you're blind"), or sensation (typically pain). The specific method used based on the esper's other abilities (if any) and chosen at character creation." and once you think of it, it works well with her name cuz if she's envious of someone she could make them hurt themselves! intresting, no? (okay then, evil.)

Ch.12- Love Sick
Its Sunday and Kali wont leave her dorm in a depressed state, Riley is stalked by an obsessed admirerer, and a 'blind date' will leave Kali with something more to think about.

Time Will Tell- Utada Hikaru

I'm always told that
Crying won't change anything
But no one cries with that purpose in mind

I worry and I just can't help it
I just can't control the time
Take off into the blue sky
From this long runway!

Time will tell
When time passes we'll understand
Cry, it's ok if you don't try so hard
When time passes we'll understand
Cry, there's no hard road to tomorrow
Surely, surely, surely

Even if there's rain, if we fly above the clouds
Always blue sky
Even the sun seems so close
Like you could grab it with your hand

Don't get depressed alone
We just can't control the time
Take off into the blue sky
From this long runway!

Time will tell
When time passes we'll understand
Cry, now I can't even fool myself with these excuses
Time will tell
When time passes we'll understand
Cry, so now it's ok to cry if I feel like it
More, more, more

Time will tell
When time passes we'll understand
Cry, it's ok if you don't try so hard
When time passes we'll understand
Cry, there's no hard road to tomorrow
Surely, surely, surely