SR: "now here's chapter #8. I'm going to show you the reason I did such a bad thing last chapter. PS I'm going to change the point of view for a little bit and an encounter may be in store. Please R&R :D"
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Secret Self
By Shadow Rose Dark Blade
Chapter VIII
Life is cruel
I don't get life
There's no one to wait for me
There's no one who cares
Link is lucky
He loves Samus
I think she feels the same way
I wish I had someone
But I don't
Should I just let go?
Should I just leave this world?
What am I looking for?
What am I waiting for?
"don't let go"
Who said that?
"it doesn't matter"
Who are you?
"I can't tell you"
Why not?
"cause you're not ready yet"
Ready? Ready for what?
"I can't say"
Why not?
"just cause"
Am I dead?
Are you God?
Oh my God Gods a woman?
"I'm not God"
Then who are you?
"just trust me and don't let go"
Let go? let go of what?
"just don't let go"
Can I at least get your name?
"no, but I'll give you a hint it starts with a 'P'"
A 'P'?
The sound of quiet beeping that seemed to harmonize with the throbbing in his chest. The inhale and exhale that he is struggling to create. Inpatient and hurrying of footsteps running on tyle. children crying, pagers going off, the sound of scrambling came in many forms. the faint smell of oxygen and/or Anastasia. He struggles to open his eyes only to be met with a blinding light above him. He tried to look to the side only to see an Electrocardiogram (E.C.G) the graph apparently read that he was close to death.
"Dr. Mario! Dr. Mario! Come quickly! The patient he's still alive!" a beautiful young female voice called out from the hallway
"What?" a man yelled from down the hall
"wh-where am I-I?" he asked in a shaky voice
"oh you're in the hospital," said a young blonde in a nurse uniform
"wha-what happened?"
"you received a stab to the abdomen you lost almost five pints of blood and were taken to I.C.U. for emergency surgery the doctors did their best but we were pretty sure we lost you"
"Is-see"
"after that, we put you on Life Support the doctors thought you were a lost cause but here you are" she smiled at him sweetly
"oh and there someone at the waiting room for you"
"f-for me?"
"you can come in now," she said as she walked to the door
"w-wait wh-what's your name?"
"just call me Peach," she said over her shoulder as she left the room
"Pit?" a voice called out from behind the curtain
"that v-voice?"
"I-I n-need t-to get th-there"
Marth tried so hard to get to his destination his body was in great pain and getting worse but if he could just get to his Father he would be saved "just a little further" his mantra as he limped through the alleys trying to concentrate on the current prayer he was reciting trying to ignore the screams of agony that echoed in his head. The rain fell hard and wasn't helping Marth concentrate the thunder and lightning screaming like an old married couple that just can't get along, as the tears of the sky ran down the bearskin of his maskless face his everyday clothes, soaked dripping wet.
He finally reached a huge building with columns, chapels, and beautiful bell towers
"F-Father I need your help" he pleaded, slamming his hand as hard as he could, falling on the door for his legs had just given out
"Lowell?" a voice said as a figure opened the door a man with blackish hair whether it was a blackish blue, deep dark purple, or just plain black was unknown. His yellow eyes looking down at Marth with concern.
"what is a wrong young son?" he asked stepping out of the building and helped Marth to his feet
"I-I need you to perform an exorcism and fast," he said clasping onto the floor clutching his chest
"come inside," he said as he helped Marth inside
The weight on Marth got worse as Marth started panting trying to stand
"a great evil is on your shoulders, is it haunting you?" he asked getting a cross, a bible, and some holy water at the front of the church
Marth followed him feeling as if he was in a great heate
"how long has this evil bin haunting you?" the man began to preformed they exercise
"well a couple of months" Marth tried to recall how long he has been 'cursed'
"I see" the man pulled out a small charm from a hollowed out bible dipping it into the holy water and whispering a prayer under his breath
"thank you father," Marth said closing his eyes
"you still alive son?" he said placing the charm around his neck
"I'm scared Father" Marth let out a small whimper
"that's only natural we all get scared," the priest said petting Marth soothingly
The priest's expression changed to a frustrated one
"whats wrong Father?" Marth asked confusingly
"this demon is rooted to your soul," he said looking Marth in the eyes
"what do you mean?" Marth asked opening his eyes
"if it had simply possessed you this would be simple"
"but" Marth chimed in with a sigh
"but it's not that simple"
"because?" Marth interrupted a hopeless look on his face
"it seems it's not trying to poses you rather it wants to mix itself with you"
"meaning?" Marth asked looking confused
"it wants to combine your soul with itself in outer to be able to use your body as its own"
"huh?" Marth said looking utterly lost
"well you see I can assume that it is a strong one so that it will combine your souls then it will overpower your soul turning you into a demon then control your body and assuming your identity…but that's just an assumption"
"I think you may be onto something there Father Knight," Marth said looking down at his own body
"Marth my boy I want to ask him something myself" Father Knight taking a look at Marth as if he was a toy
"ask him?… you mean the bloody devil! Are you mad!" Marth screamed almost hysterically
"don't worry I am experienced at this, just trust me," he said placing a reassuring hand on Marth's shoulder
"fine but be careful," Marth said a hint of worry in his voice
"aren't I always?" he said ruffling his hair as he stood
"I came as soon as they let me in, look I-" the curtain was pulled back to reveal Ike standing there looking worried
"Ike y-you came, look th-the thing is I don't really go to Sant Smash High … right?"
"Pit I'm not pretending anymore this is serious"
"what do you mean?"
"yes my real name is Ike but you know me by another name"
"and what may that be?" Pit said eyeing him suspiciously
Marth lay on the front alter arms and legs tightly bound and handcuffed healed down by heavy chains. Marth looked slightly terrified, worried, and nervous all at the same time
"are you sure about this Father Knight?" Marth said hesitantly
"just take a nap, Marth, you'll be fine," Meta Knight said stepping out off the shadows holding a staff, bible or spell book it was hard to tell
"trust me you'll be fine," he said as he smiled
Marth closed his eyes letting go of his worries and started to slumber. Just as Marth began to sleep Father Knight raised his staff a silver lance like a staff that in its one way resembled a sword on fire the way the metal rose and swirled
"I know you're there now show yourself," he said raising the staff so it would hover only half an inch over Marth's chest
At that instant Marth's lip rose in a sinister smirk, throw the thick blue locks that were Marth's hair appeared a mask, the Mask is known only as Kurayami no Kokoro. as his weekend casual clothing became Marusu's criminal attire, a long sleeved black undershirt, long black leggings that disappeared behind his boots, his skin-tight purplish black tunic with a belt around his waist holding guns and knives, and from his shoulders to his ankles there was a pick black cape that had the emblem of the Shadow Tribe in a crimson red but the inside of this cape was the same crimson blood red
"so you're the demon plaguing young Lowell" Father Knight overlooking the Marth look-a-like
"ah, you must be the man that gave Little Wolf the shining talisman… or am I wrong?" Marusu smirking at the priest
"yes I am… why?" he said eyeing the man suspiciously
"that damned trinket took days to get past but it finally gave in," he said a sinister look on his face
"I see but I want to know something devil, tell me what it is that you want?" he said lifting his staff once again
"I want Ankoku, that sword is rightfully mine!" Marusu said infuriated
"I see, and what exactly do you expect to do about that?"
Marusu bore his fangs in an evil smirk
"by spilling the blood of the innocent, ruining lives, by making this land my new kingdom of blood, death, and destruction"
"and you have convinced yourself that by laying your hands on some sword that you'll be able to soil this land, covering in darkness," Father Knight said looking more intrigued and annoyed than fearful
"you speak like a fool I don't expect anything that I described to you is what shall occur once Ankoku is in my hands," Marusu said struggling with his chains
"well I see what your intention is, but tell me one thing. Out of all the people in Smash City why Marth?" Father Knight said looking at the man? That once was Marth
"I think you know why Meta Knight," he said smirking in a way that can send chills down anyone's spine
"be gone with you demon" Mr. Knight hissed, his staff glowing and in a flash of blinding light Marth was himself again
"you all right their son?" Father Knight said as Marth's eyes started to flutter open
"Thanks, dad" Marth smiled at the man that has been like a father figure to him
"you know well that I'm not your father," Mr. Knight said with a warm smile
"I know but you do good in acting like it" Marth smiled as Mr. Knight started to free him of the chains that bound him to the wooden cross remembering how this man had changed this life forever
~(Flash Back)~
Two parents argued as a young bluenette girl around five stood next to a three-year-old bluenette boy. The screaming encrusted until it became yelling until she heard the sound of the shattered glass followed by 'you crazy bitch' then 'that's right to go to hell you low life!'. the young girl hugged her little brother silently singing him a prayer
"Rest your head young puppy
Close your eyes and dream
For great lady Young
Is smiling down on thee
Her great power guarding you
Her angels sing you to sleep
She lends to you her wisdom
So you can understand
That she is always with you
So stop those tears and sleep"
The soothing rhythm of her singing eased his frightened tears and as she repeated this song she found him drifting off to sleep and as she started to do the same.
Then the faint smell of ash began to fill the air. Taking no time she woke her little brother and they gathered what they could but as they headed to the door her little brother stopped her pointing to the doorknob that had was now glowing a dangerous red. She touched the door to find out that that it was hot
"any ideas little bro?" she said looking hopeless. To see he was pointing at the window
"but bro we're on the second floor" she said looking doubtful. As to answer her question he started to take the blankets off the bed the, she shows him trying to push mattress out the window
"nice one Marth" she said helping him
Together they pushed the bed out the window as she picked up her little brother as small shaking of the house caused her to stumble looking up she saw a bookshelf shaking as it threatened to fall over taking no time she made a dash for the window. Tripping as the bookshelf fell on her leg trapping her.
"Ewisse?" he calls out as she troughs him out the open window, then once he landed he ran to a safe distance from the burning building. Marth sat and stared at his home burned down to the ground, the home that would never be the same again because in that fire he lost his irreplaceable mother and big sister.
A years later Marth stood in front of a tombstone that read
"Rest In Peace, Elisse Lowell, 1994 to 1999"
At four years old Marth had already been to his family funeral,
His mom and sister died in a fire when he was three. That was why he was here at a welcoming to the dead. He got an idea he wouldn't be bullied at the orphanage, no more … he would run away, find his own home
He packed his close and what little possessions he had and at night he strapped it to his back then jumped out the window and ran through the streets of Smash City
As the moon fell over the city Marth came to a huge building, he knocked on the door and waited patiently. As the door opened a man with a black leather jacket his yellow eyes staring at the four-year-old
"who's at the door Meta?" came a young female voice
"well, there's a kid here…do I let him in?" he said looking inside
"of cores, everyone is allowed in the house of the Gods," she said as a beautiful young blonde girl opened the door, her long hair that covered her right eye, her voice like silk, smooth and soothing
"welcome little boy I am Rosalina mother of this church I am the only priests, and this is my disciple Meta Knight, may I ask your name?" she said helping Marth inside taking
"My name's Mar Wowell" he responded in his childish accent. He looked at Meta Knight and he responded
"he said Marth Lowell" Meta Knight said smiling
SR: "Well that's it for this chapter, I would also like to thank Wolfdude16 for helping me with some of the scenes and seriously has anyone seen Roxas I looked everywhere for that damn keyblader still can't find him"
*she turns to Tink *
SR: "I want you to go find Roxas, I don't care how many worlds you destroy just find him!"
*Sora shows up *
Sora: "well yeah please review"
~Shadow Rose (2012)
AN/I'm ashamed to say this but I can't even remember what scene Wolfy helped me write, but I feel like it might have been the exorcism scene although I could be wrong. also, I might have unintentionally made Pit sound a little emo there. as for the date, it was some late 2012 although it might have been 2-29-13 or 3-1-13. "But Rosey" I hear you say "if it was late 2012 why are the dates you're giving early 2013?" and to you, I say this. The original dates were lost and all I can figure out is that this Chapter was written a week after the story started although that doesn't really say much as my editor posted the story a little while after it was written and I can't go back into my inbox and find the email as it was a long time ago.
~ShadowRose DB (2017)