A/N: Little language here. Careful, now.
Lewis's Time
"What has happened?"
Chron coughed after breathing in too much soot. He and Wilbur were watching the destroyed landscape of the star warrior home world. Already errant flecks of ash were turning Chron's hair less silver and more grayish black. He pointed towards one of the decrepit buildings.
"The signal came from there. C'mon!" he tugged Wilbur by the hand through the charred pieces of building. They hopped onto the steps and peeked inside.
"A… library?" Wilbur asked. Chron didn't say anything as he led Wilbur across the room to several overturned bookcases. Books with broken spines lay everywhere, though there was a very small neat pile of four books in the chaos, almost as if someone had tried to put order to things but was interrupted. Next to the pile was a black orb floating in the air.
The two teenagers hesitantly approached the floating thing. Three symbols were spinning in the orb, but they were going too fast for anyone to place. They merged to create a two-pronged spear…
Suddenly, everything exploded with sound. Something smashed into the delicate and small library. Its burned out supported decided that they had withstood enough punishment and splintered under the force. Chron grabbed Wilbur's wrist and a sturdy support beam above them to keep from falling. Their attacker screeched something in a language they did not know. Ugh, that screech sounded terrible. The language in itself seemed to be woven with madness in mind.
The door burst open and a creature staggered in. Wilbur's eyes widened when he took in the full appearance of the corrupted star warrior.
She had the customary black hair, though it seemed a little greasier than as per usual, and had unusually waxy and pale skin. Cheekbones jutted from under her sunken eyes and her skin was stretched tightly against her gaunt face. Her shirt bulged in the back like a balloon, and Wilbur was afraid of what hideous growth may have developed there. Her eyes were the regular blood red, though there was something wrong with them. She had cat pupils.
The corrupted lunged for the boys, spindly fingers and blackened fingernails outstretched. Chron let the support beam go and hit the floor, rolling out of the way before the floor had a chance to collapse. Wilbur straightened up behind him.
"Warn me when you're about to do that!" he whispered.
"Shut up!" Chron hissed angrily. The corrupted slid on the ground, catching herself expertly. She turned to them and grinned, showing long, abnormally pointy, white teeth. Now that Wilbur thought about it, she didn't look much like a corrupted.
She studied them like a cat studies a mouse. Her pupils narrowed in expectancy. She slowly licked her lips hungrily.
"Come here, children. I don't bite. Just a little trip to my siblings. Just a little trip to my siblings," she murmured soothingly. If it hadn't been for her horrific appearance, Wilbur would've believed her. Her voice was low and rich, perfect for lulling a small child to sleep. There was also something off to it too, as if there was an undertone of a growl there.
"Just a trip to my siblings. You know some of us, right? You'd like to see your friends… you'd like to see your friends…" she murmured, in a state of almost pitiable madness. She reached out to them, though Chron flinched away.
"Go away, bitch! You have no place here!" Chron shouted, eyes flashing. Wilbur looked worriedly at his usually placid, if sarcastic, friend. The corrupted continued without notice, her eyes glazed over slightly. She seemed to be looking at something no one else could see.
"They left me, you know… Left me in that dark place… They kept tellin' me we was friends… family… But they left me… They left me… THEY LEFT ME!" She screeched shrilly in raw emotion. Chron and Wilbur both clutched their ears to block out the noise. Her nails suddenly grew to about a foot and a half, and they suddenly looked incredibly sharp. With her natural black swords she lunged at Wilbur and knocked him down. She started ripping at him with her claws screaming the whole time.
"HE CAME AND GRABBED MY HAIR! HE THREW ME INTO THAT DARK PLACE! THEY, VICTORIA, JASON, TOM, THEY LEFT ME! THEY LEFT ME WITH HIM! HE TOUCHED ME AND DEGRADED ME, AND THEY RAN! THEY RAN! No one… no one there… no one to save me… AND HE STABBED ME, AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN…!" With every shouted word she slashed at Wilbur, and Chron seemed to be held in a trance. He was staring at her, eyes wide as though he couldn't move from his spot.
"Help!" Wilbur choked out. Chron broke out of his reverie and snapped his hand towards the corrupted. Silver magic snapped at her, pushing her off of the now thoroughly bloodied Wilbur. The magic settled on the black-haired boy and healed the worst of his wounds. He scrambled up and stood next to Chron. The thing looked at Wilbur with a crazed look in her eyes.
"Beware, young one… Your friends will betray you too… They'll run when you need them most… They'll run… They'll run…" She began to rock side to side, pointing at Wilbur with a clawed hand. "That's what humanity is, isn't it? Man and womankind both… They're both fickle, aint they? They both are fair-weather friends… Not really caring, but there with you just to enjoy themselves? Won't they all leave you, when given the choice of your hide or theirs? They left me… They left me…" she murmured to herself. She sat cross-legged on the floor and continued rocking herself.
"Don't you see
we're in this together
you and me…
One on one forever…" she sung to herself softly. The song was clumsily sung, not at all like usual star warrior singing. There were pauses when she would take a breath or she would shiver in the non-existent cold.
"Don't you see
we're in this together
you and me…
One on one forever…" She suddenly paused in the song, mouth open as if she meant to sing more.
"But I guess we weren't in this together, were we?" she said finally.
"Let's go, before she gets violent again," Chron said, roughly taking Wilbur's wrist. Chron led the wounded teen to the almost-forgotten black orb by the books. The teacher dipped his hand into it and everything faded away.
A/N
Okay, the chapters should be getting longer soon. Please review! I need to know how I did with the crazy corrupted girl!
Disclaimer: Thee and thou doth owneth nothing, so why doth thee think that of me? (I've read too much Shakespeare.)