A/N: Story is inspired by Tavina's - Bloodless. Check it out, it's amazing!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC's.
Prologue: Above the light
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I have been here for an unknown amount of time. Don't ask me about where here is. I don't know either. I remember floating in this dark void, aimless and boundless. The darkness is so thick that it swallows my whole being. It is blacker than black, as if I'm drowning in an ocean of deep black ink.
I can't see or hear anything. I can't move a muscle; I can't even feel if I have a body anymore. I can't remember what happened that landed me here. I can think, which you can tell as I am thinking now. But I can't bring those thoughts to life, or try to do something to change my situation.
I should be panicking over the loss of my senses, confused, because what the actual hell is going on? And yet I don't.
It seems futile, as I don't think anyone else is in here with me. No one will see me, and since I can't feel my limbs, flailing around or screaming for help would be useless. Why waste my energy in panicking then?
Instead I try to remember, recall what exactly happened to me before I ended up here. I try and I try and I keep trying. After an unknown period of time I spent trying, it finally works.
Hundreds of broken glass shards dance in my vision, they emit lights of different colours. The first light I've seen ever since realising my existence in this void. But the darkness around them seems to swallow up their light, as the lights look dim. It does nothing to brighten my surroundings, but at least I can see something now. Thankfully, I haven't gone blind as I had presumed.
Curiously, I willed the brightest shard to come closer, as I could see something moving in it. As soon as I think about it, the shard moves closer, until it is right in front of me. I peer into it, and suddenly I am blinded by light. The light doesn't hurt my eyes – if I still have them, but then if I don't, how come I see the shards? –, instead, it soothes my whole being. It is like drinking a mug of warm coco on a rainy day while snuggling under a pile of blankets. It leaves me baffled, as I can feel it spreading in my core and then spreading through me, reaching every fibre of my body.
And all of a sudden, the thick darkness around me is gone, replaced by blinding light. I am left with the bright pure white light and soothing warmth circulating at my core, then running through my body. And then once again, I am blind. But this time, by light.
Now drowned in blinding white light, finally, finally I feel my limbs. It starts with the finger on my right hand, then my entire right hand, then both of my hands and then spreads through my legs, my chest, back and head.
I feel my body float, not a piece of garment on me. But my nakedness doesn't bother me. Who is going to see me anyways? Instead, I wave my fingers, wiggle my toes, and make whatever facial expression I can think of. It feels good, a happiness that I can't explain. It is a sense of freedom that finally solidifies my existence in my mind.
Emotions bud in my chest, happiness and relief. I still have a body and a pretty well functioning mind.
I still exist.
And then in the middle of my elation, I hear laughter, a deep and rich laughter of a man ringing through the void full of light.
A memory surfaces in my mind, a memory of a man looking down at me with his coco brown orbs twinkling with amusement, his large warm palm gently smoothing down my hair as I felt my chest vibrate while I told him something. I can't hear what we were saying, but all I could feel was the lingering feeling of his laughter vibrating through my eardrums.
Dad.
Then the laughter fades away, as a low hum of a feminine voice rings through the void. Another memory surfaces, this time it is a woman with eyes blue like the ocean, with hair the colour of gold. I see her stand in front of me, cooking something as she hums a song in a soothing voice. A delicious smell enters through my nostrils, and then I feel myself sigh. I feel my chest vibrate again as I ask her something, to which she gives me a warm smile and replies.
I strain my ears in the void, desperately trying to listen to her words. I can't. It frustrates me to no end, but before I can think of anything else, her hum fades away, so does the memory.
Mom.
They are my parents? Is that what they look like? What are their names? Where are they now? Do they miss me? Are they searching for me?
Many questions hound my mind, but before I can come to any conclusion, two more feminine laughter's ring through the void. They sound youthful, full of amusement. Then a new memory surfaces.
This time, I am lying on my stomach on a messy bed, in front of me there is a TV and some books –mangas(?)- piled up. An animated show is playing on the TV, a tale of a boisterous blonde haired and blue eyed boy with his two teammates and their teacher. I feel excitement buzzing in my chest as I feel it vibrate while I laugh, then my eyes slide to my right. A young brunette is lying on her stomach beside me, she laughs alongside me at the funny antics playing on TV.
Margo. Sister.
The memory fades away, so do the laughter's. And once more I am left alone in the white void. Frustration fills my chest, as I try to bring back the memories. To see them one more time, in a more detailed manner. It doesn't work.
As I try once more, suddenly a deafening sound blasts through the void, leaving me shook to the core.
And then I am lying on the ground, my back against concrete. Panicked screams buzz all around me, but all I can hear is the blood pumping in my ears. I feel myself choke and gasp, a liquid, which I realise is my own blood filling up my lungs through the hole there, caused by a deadly piece of lead. My vision blurs, I can't breathe. Screams of anguish and pain get choked up in my throat, as I gurgle on my blood, unable to create any words. The faces of Mom, Dad, Margo swim in my vision. Anger, sadness, regret, fear and many more emotions swirl in my mind. But only one thought blared in my mind again and again.
I DON'T WANT TO DIE. I DON'T WANT TO DIE. I DON'-
BOOM!
Another deafening sound blared through the void, but it felt like a lightning strike in my head. Another piece of lead headed straight for my temples, and the memory ends.
Two pieces of deadly lead in a deadly weapon, shot by the hands of a madman was all it took. And then the memory ends in the dark void.
The memory fades away, so do the screams and the pain I felt. But I gasp for air, my body trembles, and tight fear coils in my stomach as bile rises to my throat.
But then I am reminded that the incident has already taken place.
It has happened already, that's why it is in my memories. My death.
The realization… is painful, full of sadness. All of a sudden, I am missing my dad's deep laughter, my mom's soothing hum and my sister's youthful laugh. I am missing all those precious memories, the warmth and happiness that they had provided, leaving me desperate for more.
But no matter how hard I try they don't return. And that- that terrifying memory of my death still haunts my mind. Even with the strange warmth soothing my core, I still feel cold. So, so cold. A painful ache in my heart begging for the warmth the memories of my family had brought.
The memories never returned.
I give up. Sadness bubbles in my chest, a sob chokes up in my throat. But no tears fall, maybe the void doesn't allow them to. I feel extremely tired. Remembering the memories and going through all those emotions must have drained me out of all the emotions I felt. So I float once again, blinded by the soothing light, aimless and boundless.
Another unknown period of time passes, my mind devoid of any thoughts. And then it happens.
Darkness starts to crawl around me, slowly but surely enveloping me into the blacker than black dark. The blinding light doesn't fight back, it gets swallowed up by the darkness, and starts going farther and farther away from me. None of this is under my control, so I simply wait and watch. Soon, the once blinding light is no longer enveloping me. Instead, it is now a small dot far far away from me, like an opening to the dark void.
I am still blind, I can still feel my limbs and the warmth in my core, but this darkness… It fills me with an uncomfortable feeling. A feeling that I can't decipher into words.
For a few more moments, the dark void and the small dot of light both still. I wait, uncomfortably as anxiety bubbles up in my chest.
What is happening? What will happen to me now?
When suddenly, I feel myself being pushed towards the light. The action took place within such swiftness that I barely got to react.
Before I know it, the small dot of light is getting bigger and brighter, as I feel a strange force pushing me towards it. I open my mouth to scream, flail my arms to hold onto something, anything, to stop myself from being pushed towards this unknown, but nothing works.
Soon I am close to the light, but this time, instead of being soothing, the light stings my eyes. It gets bigger, brighter, and my eyes sting to the point that I feel as if needles are pricking into them. My mouth opens in a wordless scream, when suddenly, I feel a rush of cold air against my skin.
And finally, finally, the bottled up emotions in my chest come out of my mouth in an ear piercing scream. My throat hurts, but the vibration in my chest feels so good as the scream leaves my mouth.
I am blinded once again, this time by stinging bright light. My eyes hurt, the cold air foreign against my skin -how long have I not felt anything against my skin, again?- , and my throat hurts from my screams.
But then I feel something else against my skin, a- a hand? A pair of giant hands lifts me up and carries me somewhere as I wail and flail my limbs in fear.
What's happening?! Where am I?!
In my painful blinded state I hear garbled noises, voices of people speaking, and laughter. It does nothing to calm me as I wail even more, fear coiling in my core. I don't like this change, I don't like any of this!
My mind doesn't register anything else other than the pain in my eyes, and throat as the giant pairs of hands move me around.
When suddenly, I feel another pair of hands wrap around me. I feel a soft fabric against my skin, and a scent of spices(?) mixed with something- something indescribable. But it calms me down a bit, as I feel myself being pressed against a soft and warm surface, as the hands cradle my body gently.
I don't know why, but it calms me a lot. With the smell of spices mixed with something else, which is most likely the scent of the owner of the hands now holding me, I stop wailing. I can't continue anyways, as I feel extreme tiredness overcoming my body. But the smell, the warmth that I am buried in, gives me a sense of security. As if even if the world goes down, these hands will still hold me tight like this.
Didn't I crave for warmth just a while ago? And now that my fear has subsided, drowsiness starts to overcome my senses. I cling onto this warmth, snuggling closer.
Sleep pulls my eyelids down, and I drift off into darkness, once more.
XX-XX
Author's Rambling: I know that I shouldn't be writing something new when my other story hasn't even made any good progress yet. But I couldn't help it. So yes, here it is. I hope you like it. Please review and tell me how it is. All constructive criticisms are accepted. Thank you for reading.
~Mystic Tofu~