" So your willing to find him. You'll risk what you are to find the son you lost when your past caught up to you?" An old woman named Nake asked Dante as he slowly stepped toward her. She radiated an presence that felt evil and cold.
" Yes. I'm willing to find him, even if it means my death. He does not deserve to be without someone who cares. He does not deserve to loose a family like I did when my mother and brother were slaughtered." He said, his cold, blue eyes staring into the woman's heather brown ones.
She smiled a little, though it looked strained. She lifted her right hand which was under her other and pointed to Lucia. " You will be the one to feel his physical pain as he feels it, you will feel agony by the time this is over. Do you really wish to face so much?" She asked, her eyes seemed to brighten everytime she said 'pain.'
" I'm ready old woman. Show me my son and how he can be found. I don't care what it takes, I've fought much worse." Lucia boldly replied, an confident smirk on her lips.
'So you think' the woman thought, but said nothing on the subject.
" Your son, Riku, is not on this world as you know it. He is in a place where evil dwells, and death roams. He dies every night as his heart is slowly turnt cold and hollow. He feels no need to free himself, he knows his friends are safe and his parents are without need of his effort. The only way to have him is to show him how much you care. But, to do that you to must experience the horrors this young boy has faced, and must know of the happiness he has willingly chosen to forsake. This he did for the his two companions on a theory that everything would be better if he just faded into nothing. He wants not pity nor faith from onlookers, just the only thing he can't have."
" Which is?" Dante asked, feeling an odd numbness in his mind.
" It is nothingness that he can not obtain by means of being nothing himself."
" Your riddles mean nothing! Tell us the truth." Lucia yelled, her patience wearing thin.
Dante thought better, " Hold of Lucia, give her time to truly tell us what he is doing. Give her time."
" Thank you, kind sir. Your son.... If he still believes himself to be that, is in the heart of the heartless." She murmured, her eyes looking straight into Dantes.
" The heart of the heartless?"
" Yes."
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" Yes. I'm willing to find him, even if it means my death. He does not deserve to be without someone who cares. He does not deserve to loose a family like I did when my mother and brother were slaughtered." He said, his cold, blue eyes staring into the woman's heather brown ones.
She smiled a little, though it looked strained. She lifted her right hand which was under her other and pointed to Lucia. " You will be the one to feel his physical pain as he feels it, you will feel agony by the time this is over. Do you really wish to face so much?" She asked, her eyes seemed to brighten everytime she said 'pain.'
" I'm ready old woman. Show me my son and how he can be found. I don't care what it takes, I've fought much worse." Lucia boldly replied, an confident smirk on her lips.
'So you think' the woman thought, but said nothing on the subject.
" Your son, Riku, is not on this world as you know it. He is in a place where evil dwells, and death roams. He dies every night as his heart is slowly turnt cold and hollow. He feels no need to free himself, he knows his friends are safe and his parents are without need of his effort. The only way to have him is to show him how much you care. But, to do that you to must experience the horrors this young boy has faced, and must know of the happiness he has willingly chosen to forsake. This he did for the his two companions on a theory that everything would be better if he just faded into nothing. He wants not pity nor faith from onlookers, just the only thing he can't have."
" Which is?" Dante asked, feeling an odd numbness in his mind.
" It is nothingness that he can not obtain by means of being nothing himself."
" Your riddles mean nothing! Tell us the truth." Lucia yelled, her patience wearing thin.
Dante thought better, " Hold of Lucia, give her time to truly tell us what he is doing. Give her time."
" Thank you, kind sir. Your son.... If he still believes himself to be that, is in the heart of the heartless." She murmured, her eyes looking straight into Dantes.
" The heart of the heartless?"
" Yes."
Krylancelo note: Thanks for all the kind reviews (2), and if anyone likes this. Review it too, would you. Riku will have a nice part later on. Tchao!