- It's easier to run. But to run is cowardly, and that I am not. The dead
have found a way out of their problem and into a new one. I will run and I
will hold my chin in bravery. Death is the end of war. I don't want to die.
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Hello! This is probably the first chapter I haven't started with 'okay people.' But this is also my first chapter with a quote at the top! Yep, you've heard me right! But... I make all the quotes myself. If I don't then I will give credit to the person who did. If you want a quote of yours at the top of my next chapter, I'll put the one I think is best up there. BUT DON'T BOMBARD ME WITH QUOTES...please ^^! Thanx! And one more thing to add, there is a lot of cuss words in one section of this chapter, I'm sorry, but I felt it didn't show enough emotion without them. ^^'
(Congratulations to my 5/6th reviewer, Senshi's Tenshi!)
*I don't believe in disclaimers
Chapter 15: The Obscurity of Shinu
She looked at him it total awe. Him? Shinu? The blackness which possessed her and killed all her friends in the camp? He couldn't be. He didn't look demonic or evil. She began to retort.
"You're Shinu? The blackness?"
"The one and only." He responded in a calm and collective voice. He was astonishing, beautiful, wonderful, sharp... so many diverse things. She eyed his intellectual leather. Such cutting-edge fashion. But it felt unusual to witness clothing not of the colors in camouflage.
"Are you the one who ate my friends?" She asked with fear mounting in her stomach.
"Why do you ask so many questions?" He inquired in a tone which meant his remark to be funny. She almost found it insulting for him to think she would laugh in the midst of fear.
"You're the one who killed them!" She screamed. "You possessed me!"
"No, no, no." He said with a smile to show how much she misunderstood. "I did not possess you. You opened your soul to me. You let me in. I didn't force you. I wanted to help." He beamed so brightly that his grin reached ear-to-ear. He revealed he had two sharp fangs on either side of his mouth, top and bottom.
"But...I didn't let you in! I was as scared as a little puppy when I woke and my friends told me I killed them!" She stopped and lowered her tone to an average level, "I couldn't have let you in."
"Oh! But you did." He said so convincingly that she could not even force herself to think otherwise. "You began to think of the moon. You began to ponder on so many different things. You left yourself open. You thought of evilness and darkness. You were wondering what it would be like to be wicked."
"But what does that have to do with anything?!" She questioned angrily.
"You felt empty. I filled the space in you. I grabbed hold and pulled. I felt your warm soul and could not resist." His face was twisted so innocently that she wanted to grab him and get close to him. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair and feel his hands. She pushed these thoughts out and remembered Hiiro. She remembered these remarks were dark and impure.
"But..." She began to caress the top of her locket, 'Do I feel empty? I have friends, my lover, and family-'
"Ah, don't forget I can hear you." He said. He shifted his weight onto one leg and put a hand on her dresser to lean on. "Remember, you don't have family anymore." He looked at her distraught face...he knew what it was like to lose family. "They're all dead, every single one of them."
"No!" She said holding the tears on the tip of the brim, trying to keep them from falling over. "Only the people my mother put me with." Her eyes became hollow. "They weren't my real parents. They weren't mine."
"Ah, yes. That is right... isn't it? I lost my parents too. Such a sad fate... but you'll get over it. They never cared for me, or they would have stayed." He gripped his tongue, he was here for her... he couldn't screw this up.
She looked at the dust-ridden bed. She needed to sit down. Her knees felt so weak and her eyes kept rolling back into her head. She sat down and gripped the covers and noticed the cat bed on the floor.
"Did Luna die too?" She held hope in her voice for the answer to be good.
He shook his head. "She's at your friend's house, with Artemis, too, I believe."
"Why did they die?" She asked in a voice which quavered in pain. "Why? They were coming to see me..."
"It was all for the best." He said in a soothing voice. He walked over to where she sat and patted her shoulder with his hand. She shrugged his hand off violently.
"What do you mean for the best?! It was an accident-" She paused and thought, "Wasn't it?" Her face held assumption, fear, and pain writhed into one emotion. Her eyes bore into his.
"I didn't do it. Not my fault at all." He held his tongue in the awkward moment, "In fact, Usagi, I tried to stop it. But they died immediately and nothing could be done."
She glared into his soul. It was not black; it was turning gray and becoming white every second she stood in that room with him. His soul might have been pure after all. How could she know? She had only just met him.
'Maybe he's telling the truth,' she whispered in her mind, 'Maybe he's trying to protect me from something...' She looked into his face and knew he was listening. 'How can I think with someone listening to me think? Maybe he can't hear me...'
"Oh, but I can hear you as clear as the sky. And it's all true; you might as well read minds yourself."
"You have nothing to protect me from." She said coldly.
"I have everything to protect you from." He countered, "If hadn't taken you over in that field you would be dead now, along with all the rest of the Earth."
"What in the moon's name are you saying?!" She questioned with bitter exasperation.
"The person in the hall with Quatre, he would have killed you as soon as you reentered the building. He was waiting to ambush you. In the process of killing some of your friends I also killed your enemies. I used them as bait to lure you away as I destroyed the others. You would have surely never seen the light of the moon again."
She was aghast... this was a lie. A big lie, one huge joke. This couldn't be true. Die? Her? What person? She would have to confirm this with Quatre. But the thought of the extremeness the situation just took on. This was a whole new angle added.
"You're lying." She said in a hiss of venom.
"I would not lie to you. You don't even remember me, do you? The times we were together, all the laughs at your 'gracefulness' of walking." His eyes filled with mist at some memory. He looked at the ceiling with glossy eyes for a moment and a pure smile dictated his lips. He could remember... He shook his head after a moment and looked down.
"You do not recall?" His voice faltered as he looked at nothing. He held hope she would say she could recollect everything. Every minute, every second they had spent together, was bliss. Now she lost it all.
"What is there to restore to myself? I have no memories before this life. I only know that I am supposed to be with Mamoru and marry h-"
"Hush!" He screamed, but he said no more. His expression was wrought with pain. "You must feel pain and bear many triumphs and defeats to love someone truly. This is our next obstacle." He said looking into the sunset.
She looked at him in confusion. "I don't even know you!" She stated in frustration. She began to get enraged. "Don't look at the sky! Face me!"
"You knew me for 300 years, Serena." He stated with a red hue over-taking his face and ignored her comment. "It pains me to look. We could not stay together for it would involve risking your life...and most certainly your death, beings more powerful than I have controlled this fate."
"But I lived in the moon kingdom! I was princess of the moon and Mamoru of the Earth-" Her mind began to twist into millions of roads and she was going down all the wrong ones. How could these things be true?
"Rubbish." He said with a tear sitting in the corner of his eye, the empty vastness of the blueness reminded her of the ocean, so beautiful yet harboring dangers and secrets. His ocean was of the soul and his eyes lead her to him.
She seized his hand and pulled him down to sit on the bed with her. He looked away. "I don't want to expose anymore, it will only hurt you."
She swung her legs over the bed and crawled towards the pillow. "You look familiar. But I can't put my finger quite on it..." She paused for a minute and buried her head into the, seemingly, old pillows. "Ah! I know!"
His eyes lit up, "I knew you would remember!" He said with an excited smile on his face, "I knew you could break the spell." He grabbed her wrist, pulled her to his chest, and hugged her tightly.
"What spell? I saw you on Yamakoto Magazine!" [AN: Yamakoto is something I just made up. It's not real.]
He pulled her away and began to laugh, letting the stifled tears roll carelessly down his cheek. But he quickly pulled himself together and calmed his voice. "I'll restore your memories before I go..." He sighed. "I will find a cure before I-" He paused in painful reminiscence, "I will make sure you know the truth."
She felt some attraction to him, like not seeing the sunlight in a long time. She felt a longing in herself for him. She threw her arms around him.
"I don't recall who you really are or that I'm 300 years old...But I do know that I feel something in you and it chain reacts with me and it hurts me so bad!"
"It's the spell." He said in an accursed voice. "Damn it!" He screamed. He stood up and stomped outside onto the wooden deck. He looked up at the moon which was now rising from the sky. He let one more tear roll down his cheek before he began screaming. "Damn you, Serenity! What have you done to her?! Damn you selfish scoundrel! How could you do this to your own daughter?! She showed nothing to you but loyalty and you take her child and her life and claim innocence of it! You took her child for your own fucking ass! You killed an infant to protect your own life! Let's see who the coward is now! Come and face me! It was my child too! Face your OWN daughter! I won't let you live another day or go to sleep at night until you feel the guilt of your crimes upon the innocent!"
He fell to his knees and held his head, digging fingers into his hair. His fire-red, shoulder-length hair encircled his face. He doubled over and wept in the light of the moon. He could no longer bear this curse. It was too heavy on his heart.
Usagi began to emerge into fear. These things he was screaming...they were wrong! They couldn't be true. She could do nothing but weep herself. She held the locket in her hand, the crystal in the other. She placed both down roughly and buried her face in the pillows and wept for her own sanity.
~*~ Okay people, sorry to end this chapter here! But I have to stop typing sometime! *rubs fingers* Oh, they're so soar! Well....... I've decided that I won't ask for any amount of reviews anymore... it's such a bother! So PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!! I beg you! Thanx! = P
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Hello! This is probably the first chapter I haven't started with 'okay people.' But this is also my first chapter with a quote at the top! Yep, you've heard me right! But... I make all the quotes myself. If I don't then I will give credit to the person who did. If you want a quote of yours at the top of my next chapter, I'll put the one I think is best up there. BUT DON'T BOMBARD ME WITH QUOTES...please ^^! Thanx! And one more thing to add, there is a lot of cuss words in one section of this chapter, I'm sorry, but I felt it didn't show enough emotion without them. ^^'
(Congratulations to my 5/6th reviewer, Senshi's Tenshi!)
*I don't believe in disclaimers
Chapter 15: The Obscurity of Shinu
She looked at him it total awe. Him? Shinu? The blackness which possessed her and killed all her friends in the camp? He couldn't be. He didn't look demonic or evil. She began to retort.
"You're Shinu? The blackness?"
"The one and only." He responded in a calm and collective voice. He was astonishing, beautiful, wonderful, sharp... so many diverse things. She eyed his intellectual leather. Such cutting-edge fashion. But it felt unusual to witness clothing not of the colors in camouflage.
"Are you the one who ate my friends?" She asked with fear mounting in her stomach.
"Why do you ask so many questions?" He inquired in a tone which meant his remark to be funny. She almost found it insulting for him to think she would laugh in the midst of fear.
"You're the one who killed them!" She screamed. "You possessed me!"
"No, no, no." He said with a smile to show how much she misunderstood. "I did not possess you. You opened your soul to me. You let me in. I didn't force you. I wanted to help." He beamed so brightly that his grin reached ear-to-ear. He revealed he had two sharp fangs on either side of his mouth, top and bottom.
"But...I didn't let you in! I was as scared as a little puppy when I woke and my friends told me I killed them!" She stopped and lowered her tone to an average level, "I couldn't have let you in."
"Oh! But you did." He said so convincingly that she could not even force herself to think otherwise. "You began to think of the moon. You began to ponder on so many different things. You left yourself open. You thought of evilness and darkness. You were wondering what it would be like to be wicked."
"But what does that have to do with anything?!" She questioned angrily.
"You felt empty. I filled the space in you. I grabbed hold and pulled. I felt your warm soul and could not resist." His face was twisted so innocently that she wanted to grab him and get close to him. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair and feel his hands. She pushed these thoughts out and remembered Hiiro. She remembered these remarks were dark and impure.
"But..." She began to caress the top of her locket, 'Do I feel empty? I have friends, my lover, and family-'
"Ah, don't forget I can hear you." He said. He shifted his weight onto one leg and put a hand on her dresser to lean on. "Remember, you don't have family anymore." He looked at her distraught face...he knew what it was like to lose family. "They're all dead, every single one of them."
"No!" She said holding the tears on the tip of the brim, trying to keep them from falling over. "Only the people my mother put me with." Her eyes became hollow. "They weren't my real parents. They weren't mine."
"Ah, yes. That is right... isn't it? I lost my parents too. Such a sad fate... but you'll get over it. They never cared for me, or they would have stayed." He gripped his tongue, he was here for her... he couldn't screw this up.
She looked at the dust-ridden bed. She needed to sit down. Her knees felt so weak and her eyes kept rolling back into her head. She sat down and gripped the covers and noticed the cat bed on the floor.
"Did Luna die too?" She held hope in her voice for the answer to be good.
He shook his head. "She's at your friend's house, with Artemis, too, I believe."
"Why did they die?" She asked in a voice which quavered in pain. "Why? They were coming to see me..."
"It was all for the best." He said in a soothing voice. He walked over to where she sat and patted her shoulder with his hand. She shrugged his hand off violently.
"What do you mean for the best?! It was an accident-" She paused and thought, "Wasn't it?" Her face held assumption, fear, and pain writhed into one emotion. Her eyes bore into his.
"I didn't do it. Not my fault at all." He held his tongue in the awkward moment, "In fact, Usagi, I tried to stop it. But they died immediately and nothing could be done."
She glared into his soul. It was not black; it was turning gray and becoming white every second she stood in that room with him. His soul might have been pure after all. How could she know? She had only just met him.
'Maybe he's telling the truth,' she whispered in her mind, 'Maybe he's trying to protect me from something...' She looked into his face and knew he was listening. 'How can I think with someone listening to me think? Maybe he can't hear me...'
"Oh, but I can hear you as clear as the sky. And it's all true; you might as well read minds yourself."
"You have nothing to protect me from." She said coldly.
"I have everything to protect you from." He countered, "If hadn't taken you over in that field you would be dead now, along with all the rest of the Earth."
"What in the moon's name are you saying?!" She questioned with bitter exasperation.
"The person in the hall with Quatre, he would have killed you as soon as you reentered the building. He was waiting to ambush you. In the process of killing some of your friends I also killed your enemies. I used them as bait to lure you away as I destroyed the others. You would have surely never seen the light of the moon again."
She was aghast... this was a lie. A big lie, one huge joke. This couldn't be true. Die? Her? What person? She would have to confirm this with Quatre. But the thought of the extremeness the situation just took on. This was a whole new angle added.
"You're lying." She said in a hiss of venom.
"I would not lie to you. You don't even remember me, do you? The times we were together, all the laughs at your 'gracefulness' of walking." His eyes filled with mist at some memory. He looked at the ceiling with glossy eyes for a moment and a pure smile dictated his lips. He could remember... He shook his head after a moment and looked down.
"You do not recall?" His voice faltered as he looked at nothing. He held hope she would say she could recollect everything. Every minute, every second they had spent together, was bliss. Now she lost it all.
"What is there to restore to myself? I have no memories before this life. I only know that I am supposed to be with Mamoru and marry h-"
"Hush!" He screamed, but he said no more. His expression was wrought with pain. "You must feel pain and bear many triumphs and defeats to love someone truly. This is our next obstacle." He said looking into the sunset.
She looked at him in confusion. "I don't even know you!" She stated in frustration. She began to get enraged. "Don't look at the sky! Face me!"
"You knew me for 300 years, Serena." He stated with a red hue over-taking his face and ignored her comment. "It pains me to look. We could not stay together for it would involve risking your life...and most certainly your death, beings more powerful than I have controlled this fate."
"But I lived in the moon kingdom! I was princess of the moon and Mamoru of the Earth-" Her mind began to twist into millions of roads and she was going down all the wrong ones. How could these things be true?
"Rubbish." He said with a tear sitting in the corner of his eye, the empty vastness of the blueness reminded her of the ocean, so beautiful yet harboring dangers and secrets. His ocean was of the soul and his eyes lead her to him.
She seized his hand and pulled him down to sit on the bed with her. He looked away. "I don't want to expose anymore, it will only hurt you."
She swung her legs over the bed and crawled towards the pillow. "You look familiar. But I can't put my finger quite on it..." She paused for a minute and buried her head into the, seemingly, old pillows. "Ah! I know!"
His eyes lit up, "I knew you would remember!" He said with an excited smile on his face, "I knew you could break the spell." He grabbed her wrist, pulled her to his chest, and hugged her tightly.
"What spell? I saw you on Yamakoto Magazine!" [AN: Yamakoto is something I just made up. It's not real.]
He pulled her away and began to laugh, letting the stifled tears roll carelessly down his cheek. But he quickly pulled himself together and calmed his voice. "I'll restore your memories before I go..." He sighed. "I will find a cure before I-" He paused in painful reminiscence, "I will make sure you know the truth."
She felt some attraction to him, like not seeing the sunlight in a long time. She felt a longing in herself for him. She threw her arms around him.
"I don't recall who you really are or that I'm 300 years old...But I do know that I feel something in you and it chain reacts with me and it hurts me so bad!"
"It's the spell." He said in an accursed voice. "Damn it!" He screamed. He stood up and stomped outside onto the wooden deck. He looked up at the moon which was now rising from the sky. He let one more tear roll down his cheek before he began screaming. "Damn you, Serenity! What have you done to her?! Damn you selfish scoundrel! How could you do this to your own daughter?! She showed nothing to you but loyalty and you take her child and her life and claim innocence of it! You took her child for your own fucking ass! You killed an infant to protect your own life! Let's see who the coward is now! Come and face me! It was my child too! Face your OWN daughter! I won't let you live another day or go to sleep at night until you feel the guilt of your crimes upon the innocent!"
He fell to his knees and held his head, digging fingers into his hair. His fire-red, shoulder-length hair encircled his face. He doubled over and wept in the light of the moon. He could no longer bear this curse. It was too heavy on his heart.
Usagi began to emerge into fear. These things he was screaming...they were wrong! They couldn't be true. She could do nothing but weep herself. She held the locket in her hand, the crystal in the other. She placed both down roughly and buried her face in the pillows and wept for her own sanity.
~*~ Okay people, sorry to end this chapter here! But I have to stop typing sometime! *rubs fingers* Oh, they're so soar! Well....... I've decided that I won't ask for any amount of reviews anymore... it's such a bother! So PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!! I beg you! Thanx! = P