Don't own drakengard. Never will.
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Some deaths were meant to be mourned, the death of a hero. The death of a person who has saved millions of lives. Others, should not. Like a person who let lust, greed and hatred rule over their true emotions. People who couldn't feel love. And yet, whether or not she should be mourning, Elva was. Caim was like a father to her, she didn't have another one to turn to with him gone. She felt dead herself, looked at the scorched body of Caim; at the damage she had done to her mentor. But she didn't feel remorse, she felt pity.
Ever since she had met Caim, when she was born about ten years ago, he was as a silent one. He hardly ever spoke, and when he did he often looked shocked because of his words. It was strange; at least she had never seen a person like this. She was fearful, and yet curious of him at the same time. Her mentor was strange, scary mostly, but she respected him. She leant forward and placed her hand on his forehead gently, before the memories hit.
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'Caim!' Said the voice in the vision. It was coming from a speaker that Elva could neither see nor locate in any other way. Yet the voice was firm and desperate, as if a creature in great pain. It was then the darkness was lifted from the scene, and a dragon larger than the entire battalion of soldiers lay on the ground, breath struggling for her to survive. Her skin was so bright red that it was as if the dragon was just caked in the blood of people it had murdered.
'Angelus…' whispered Caim to her wordlessly, his mind transmitting the signal to his pact-partner. He leapt forward and held his hand out before fireballs coursed out of his fingertips and burnt the soldiers until they all they dying on the ground. It was then the tan skinned human ran forward, rubbing the dragon's head. The cathedral surrounding them was completely surrounded by soldiers; they were coming in like lambs to the slaughter.
'Go Caim, kill them all!' The dragon yelled out in a roar, and the human leapt forward, blade in hand. He hacked through the soldiers as if they were weaponless children, his cuts slashing through their armor as if it was paper. And all the while the dragon watched, unable to do a thing. It smiled, showing its huge fang-like teeth. You could see in its eyes; the dragon was bloody enjoying it.
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"Is this that what you are Caim?" Elva wondered out loud. "Can that really be all you are?"
When all the soldiers lay dead, their bloody bodies littering the ground, Caim turned back to the dragon. It was truly caked with blood, the dragon was lying. Dying. The creature's breaths were spaced too far from each other; it could barely get the small amount of breaths it was getting. He put his hand on the dragon's chest while it writhed in pure pain. An arrow lay lodged between the scales over her heart, and Caim was beginning to feel his pact-partners wound.
'We can die together' the dragon whispered to Caim, its heart's beats slowing by the second. Its eyes closed as if it could bare life no longer. Caim turned to the dragon and slashed his sword near the dragons face, scowling at the creature. Throwing his sword to the ground he turned away from the creature.
'You have part of my soul.' Caim said bitterly 'I won't let you do any of that shit without you asking me first. Whether or not you want to die, I want to live.'
"How can you live with all those dead men in your heart?" Elva looked down. Unknowingly she was tapping deep into Caim's pact-past; she didn't even know why he was so friendly with the dragon. And what the hell did he mean by it had part of his soul. A dragon as red as crimson, and a man who didn't care to see anything but crimson. It was as if they were one and the same.
Caim wrapped his hand around the arrow, pulling it from the dragon's chest. She let out a mighty roar, which made Caim fall backwards. No effect could be seen, if anything the dragon looked to be in more pain. More blood spurted from the wound, and the ground was encased with it. The dragon could be seen, dying. And yet, it didn't seem to be feeling any pain anymore. 'Poison?' Asked Caim.
The dragon nodded, struggling to get to her feet; but her only reward was to fall again. Then a presence moved into the room, one of a person far older than anyone Elva had ever known. His hair was bald, with a tattoo of some sort covering his hair. He stepped forward towards Caim, but he just slashed his sword angrily at the bald man, as if he didn't want him to move closer.
"Caim, I can save your dragon! Just let me…"
Caim angrily scowled at the prophet, but stepped aside. The dragon called out to the Prophet. "Thank you Verdelet. The answer is yes. I will replace Furiae. I will become the new goddess."
Verdelet nodded, placing his hand on the dragon's wound. As it began to cover up the dragon seemed in twice as much pain. But it wasn't the case. The seal was enveloping her, and she couldn't feel anything else. 'Caim… I need to tell you. My name is Angelus. You are the first, and last, human I will ever tell my true name.'
Caim sighed, looking into the dragon's eyes sadly. He looked once more at Angelus, the dragon he had loved for so long, fall and become encased by the seal. Upon seeing Angelus he fell himself, threw his blade to the floor and let out a long, pained wordless scream.
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Elva jumped back, ripping her hand from Caim's forehead. The human was looking at Elva gently. "Yes girl." He whispered slowly to Elva. "That is Angelus." And with that he closed his eyes for the last time, and never saw Elva again. She felt as if what Caim said had a cryptic meaning behind it. But not one she could realize at this thought.
The girl turned away and walked into the forest, only one thing on her mind.
'What is the dragon song?'
Yes, I re-did the first ending. I don't want any complaining about it. R&R this chapter + current story.