Oh, thank goodness I finally got this out! I was just dying to publish this. Just to let everyone know, my normal update range is between 7 and 10 days apart from the last chapter.
Fluff in the chapter! I was so excited to finally get the romance going ^-^
Glitch didn't allow Night Shade's sacrifice go to waste. He spent the entire night writing up his article, papers crumpled more often than saved and thrown into the wastebasket. The raven haired boy wanted the article to enshrine Night Shade's heroics, but also highlight his elegance and selflessness towards the citizens of Dance Central.
"I'll finish this, and I'll make it perfect." Glitch muttered to himself, writing out his final paragraphs.
Awaking in the dead of night, Mo rubbed his gold eyes lazily, unsure why he was up this early in the first place. He dragged his feet across the floor haphazardly as he made his way towards the bathroom. A soft glow from beneath Glitch's door frame caught the breaker's bleary eyes. Mo opened the door silently, peering into his little brother's room. The raven haired boy had passed out over his article, the lamp shining over his sleeping features and a pencil still taut in his hand. Smiling to himself, the breaker eased his little brother off the papers and desk, lifting the boy into his arms.
Mo eased Glitch into bed, tucking his little brother under the covers like a mother to her young child. Glitch looked so innocent, they way his breathing ghosted over slightly parted lips, his chest rising and falling with every slow breath. The boy was a raven haired angel, gifted to the three orphaned siblings who knew nothing of happiness and love, only bitter feelings and abandonment. Mo reached out, gently stroking soft, midnight black locks, drinking up every last detail of Glitch's innocent face. How he craved to stand here forever, to watch the very light of their family sleep peacefully without the weight of the world resting upon slender shoulders.
Out of nowhere, Mo frowned, pulling away from his brother. Gliding silently across the floor, he stopped halfway through the door frame to look back at Glitch. Gone were the eyes of light and passion, replaced by eerily shining pools of gold. The young reporter gave a slight groan, twisting and turning as his mind was slowly penetrated, darkness encasing the boy. Mo grinned, the gold intensifying to a violent force, shocking Glitch into a fit of nightmares. The boy flailed and cried helplessly, sweat dripping off his skin as horrific visions filled his mind and shook his very core.
"Sweet dreams...Glitch."
Mo departed, giving no heed to the suffering he induced.
"NO!"
Glitch flicked open his eyes, light filtering in from a curtained window behind his head. Panting hard, the raven haired boy sat up in a flash, fingers trembling as they gripped hard to the bed covers. The nightmares of the previous evening still lingered in his mind, striking up fear in the young boy's heart. What he had dreamed about could not be recalled, lost in oblivion and the light shining throughout the room.
"It was...a dream...just a dream, that's all." Glitch said unconvincingly to himself. He still couldn't shake the feeling of being suppressed and crushed into nothing below a dark power. The mere thought frightened him.
He checked the date. Tuesday. Taye was off working at a horse ranch training horses, Mo was most likely working at his job at the Radio Shack down the street, and Lil'T was at school. Glitch had dropped out of school once he reached tenth grade. His parents abandoned him, ditching the "useless son" for his older-brother, one who was perfect in everything he strived for, never stopping for anyone or anything. Not even for his own kin. Glitch checked his desk, a bright yellow post-it note calling out to the boy. He peered down at the handwritten note.
"G. I had Taye get your story to MacCoy this morning. Your secret is still safe with me!"
-Love, Lil'T
Glitch sighed heavily, the morning chills prickling his skin with goosebumps. Forcing himself from the confines of his bed, the raven haired boy stepped into the bathroom for a shower before breakfast. Glitch turned the knob all the way to hot, practically throwing himself underneath the boiling stream of water. He grimaced, the stinging needles of water burning his skin with each drop. As his body naturally accustomed itself to the water, Glitch's mind began wandering to places he had never dreamed of before.
He could feel it around him, engulfing his very being. It was being gentle, nice even. Perhaps it had not deemed him worthy of violent acts, but instead the nurturing care of a mother. It was dark, but warm, a sanctuary without light and without fear. So many people feared the unknown, in reality, there was nothing to fear but fear itself. Glitch was at peace, lying there in the dark, a vague sense of nostalgia encasing the boy's mind.
Glitch...
And then he heard it. A voice engraved into his mind on the first occasion he heard it. Night Shade. The moment Glitch had thought of his name, a pair of string hands gently caressed his sides, pulling a larger body flush with his own. The presence of another person was invigorating, especially when held within an empty space without sight or feeling of earth below. Night Shade pressed himself closer to glitch, wrapping the boy in a precious embrace. He rested his head rested his head in the crook of the raven haired boy's neck, sending small shivers up his spine as his hot breath ghosted across Glitch's pale skin.
Help me...
Glitch froze, his skin becoming colder than ice. Night Shade disappeared into nothing, the dark sanctuary crumbling into pieces as he dropped through the floor and into blinding light.
The boy awoke on the floor of the shower, crouching under the flow of icy water. Glitch shivered violently, a chill overtaking his small frame as he stumbled out of the bathtub, falling onto the floor. He crossed his arms and lay his head between them and the tile floor. Glitch was freezing and bare on the bathroom floor, but he paid no mind to anything but the sadness in his heart. He was falling apart from the inside.
Jaryn was furious. Here her brother had snuck out again to pursue his "Night Shade" heroics that she deemed to be ridiculous and a waste of their valuable time. The Glitterati were notorious for being the most elite dancers who didn't give a damn about anyone else. Yet, here was Kerith, going all goody-goody around the neighborhood. Honestly, her brother really needed to learn where to set his priorities.
"Kerith!"
"Jaryn? What is troubling you so, that you must shout my name?" Kerith answered calmly.
"Don't play dumb with me, brother! I know what you did last night!" The festering Glitterati girl hissed, grabbing her brother by his jacket collar. "You snuck out and played the hero again! It's all over the latest headlines!"
Jaryn shoved a crumpled newspaper into Kerith's hands, the cover story jumping out at first glance.
FRIEND OR FOE? MASKED MAN ACCUSED AND GLORIFIED
What the-? This wasn't even close to what Glitch had written down in his notebook! Kerith panicked, almost tearing into the newspaper for answers.
What we have here is a hero. Really now? Or could he simply be a murderer in disguise? A man who gives his own safety selflessly to others in order to protect them from whatever trial may come their way. Because the way he set that building on fire didn't seem all that heroic, at least not to the local residents of the apartment complex.
This wasn't an article! It was Glitch's work with a bunch of accusations and questions against "Night Shade's" actions. He was being framed publicly for crimes he had never committed, words that never left his mouth, and the outrageous story that Night Shade was married to Lil'T! This guy was seriously messed up, having a grown man married to a girl that young!
"Who in their sane mind writes this kind of crap in the papers?'!" Kerith growled, balling his fist in anger before punching a wooden table into splinters.
"The same person who doesn't break tables in anger!" Jaryn snapped, smacking her brother upside his head.
"Ow...Okay, so it was improper to assault the defenseless table in that manner. Still, sister, this isn't what Gli-" Kerith slapped a hand over his mouth, but his sister was already rigid with anger.
"Glitch?'! You told the brat from Hi-Def about this? Are you insane?'!"
"No, he wrote the article...god dammit..." The blond mumbled under his breath.
"He wrote the article?" Jaryn smiled maliciously, gears churning out plans in her mind. "Well in that case, I should thank him. We can finally get rid of your hero days forever."
"Jaryn, don't you dare-!" Kerith tensed, prepared to hold his sister back from her destructive rampage.
"I'll burn it. Yeah. That's what I'll do. Flames are always so pretty this time of evening~" She started twirling tipsily on her toes, like a drunken ballerina.
Kerith relaxed from his stance and walked over to Jaryn, taking her hand and sitting her down on the couch. She gripped his hand so tightly, her icy fingers threatening to leave marks in his skin. His sister was breaking again, loosing her footing in reality and slipping into a far-fetched world of her own. Kerith situated himself next to his sister, folding his fingers between hers, attempting to instigate solace into her being, if only for a few minutes. Jaryn choked back a sob, jumping into her brother's arms not a moment later, clinging to him as if he'd vanish into thin air. Kerith embraced his sister, feeling her body shake with her tears and pain. Jaryn's sanity, or what was left of it, was fighting back against the malevolence controlling her actions.
"I'm so scared..." He hardly recognized her voice, it was so young and frightened. "I don't want to loose you...I love you, Oni-chan."
Jaryn was not fluent in Japanese, but held fast to a single phrase her entire life. She used to watch anime on the television as a little girl. She loved it when little sisters called their brothers "Oni-chan". Jaryn would run around the house, calling for her brother lovingly, laughing and smiling that silly grin of hers.
Oni-chan! Come play hide-and-seek with me!
Let's chase the butterflies around, Oni-chan!
I love you, Oni-chan...
As time passed, Jaryn began to grow ill in both mind and body. On her thirteenth birthday, she was rushed to a hospital on account of a coma, one that lasted two years before she ever opened her eyes again. By that time, it was too late to save Jaryn from her own degrading mind. She would wander the house at midnight, dragging a nail across wrought-iron railings, muttering strange words in foreign languages. Other times, she would perch herself at the foot of Kerith's bed and stare at him, unblinking for hours. It drove both him and his parents insane, ever threatening the sanity of the entire family.
That's how they ended their lives. Mom and Dad drove off to get relief from Jaryn's crazed behavior.
They didn't come back.
She continued to descend into madness, catching rabbits and squirrels at night, peeling off their fur and flesh for "future references". Jaryn opened holes in walls, wrote theories that had no connections to the laws of physics, and dressed in black clothing the way a Gothic maiden would do. Kerith almost snapped as well, but a certain force held him steady, as if a guiding light was frightening the insanity away. He managed to convince their Aunt Victrice to adopt them, becoming the heirs to a family fortune once stashed away so long ago. Over 30 million dollars left in their names, a hefty weight to maintain and bear on two sets of shoulders. Kerith was able to buy medication for Jaryn, provided he ensured she swallow them everyday. Slowly, Jaryn began to regain her composure and grip on reality.
When the twins turned 18, Aunt Victrice mysteriously passed away a day later. Her property, fortune, and assets belonged to the orphaned twins, a hop, skip, and giant bound above their normal lifestyle before. Jaryn had taken to the hobby of dancing and even persuaded her brother to join a class. Students would often stare in wonder as she stepped perfectly in rhythm, graceful as a black swan, and just as terrifying on the inside. Jaryn's darkness thirsted for control and it used the resources laid out before it to accomplish those goals.
The Glitterati, buying the PentHoüs, becoming the toughest and highly elegant crew to ever exist; that was the insanity's doing. It wasn't stupid, though, it took it's time working Jaryn and her brother to the top, managed everything at an even pace, and somehow managed to obtain the key to success through the paparazzi. Kerith didn't doubt its abilities, he was worried what horrid temptations and violent nature the insanity inflicted upon Jaryn.
"I'm here, Jaryn. I always have been, and always will be." The blond hero whispered, rubbing his sister's back soothingly. "I may not be present at all times, but I assure you, my heart and soul has never deserted from your side."
"R-really?" Jaryn hiccuped softly.
"Truely I tell you, for it has been spoken to you by my words. Never again shall you exist alone, for I stand beside you, 'till death doth we part." Kerith practice poetry and Shakespeare in his spare time, but never had he imagined the use of such language, until now.
"'Till death doth we part." His sister repeated, snuggling her head contently into her brother's chest, calmed by his words and beating heart.
Kerith cradled his sister until he too succumbed to fatigue, and allowed the darkness to carry his thoughts into soothing oblivion.
"I told you, this ain't my work!"
"You gave it to me this morning."
"No, Taye gave it to you this morning!" Glitch growled, slamming both his hands on MacCoy's work desk, pens and pencils rattling in their cups. "I demand to talk with the editor!"
"That's me, dipweed. You're shouting at him right now." MacCoy sighed, propping his elbow on the desk and settling his chin in the palm of his hand.
Glitch became silent, as if he had transformed into a mime in a mere instant. The boy retreated into one of the office chairs, face paler than a ghost as he grinded his lower lip in fear and embarrassment. The chief sunflower glanced up at the boy shaking slightly in fright, mentally slapping himself for scaring the kid into going mute.
"Look, I'm not angry with you. Someone must have changed the paper before it got to the office. When
I read over it, the words were exactly the same." MacCoy changed his tone, hoping to bring the raven haired boy's courage back up a notch. "Next time, I'll show you the papers before we publish the article."
"You wi-?"
"If, you bring it here a day early for every article. Understand?" Glitch nodded, but MacCoy could sense that faint shimmer of hope resurfacing in the boy's body.
"Yes, sir. I'll have it in on time, I swear to it." The boy grinned, exiting the office with content.
MacCoy sighed, slumping into the confines of his work chair. Ah, what trouble he forced himself through to aid the young reporter. Every time he was denied a space, for every opportunity his own boss had excluded him from, MacCoy was determined to pay back twice the amount to Glitch, in hopes that the boy's career would flourish much stronger than his ever could. After all, everyone deserved a second chance.
"I don't want you to leave..." Jaryn whined, rubbing her half lidded eyes sleepily.
Kerith placed a kiss the crown of her head. "I understand. However, this is a task I must complete by my own volition. I promise I shall return, my sweet sister." They stood on the terrace to the PentHoüs, Kerith placing the final touches on his Night Shade outfit, while Jaryn gazed across the expanse of glowing city lights. She found a neon green one to be quite fascinating, a small realization popping into her calm mind.
"Tell him, Ker. You owe Glitch the truth after everything he's done for you." She picked up a revised edition of the 'DJ Down Under' and handed it to her brother.
The blond scanned over the article again, utterly fascinated with the boy's writings and the persistence of Night Shade being a hero. Of course, it wasn't a perfect argument, considering he'd only contacted Night Shade twice, but it was a start to a more prominent outlook on his second identity.
"Are you positive you want me to explain everything to Glitch? It could ruin our reputation."
Jaryn snorted. "Screw the reputation. I've had enough of this caged in lifestyle. If we fall, so be it. I couldn't care any less for a better ending to our annoying fame."
Kerith grinned, tousling his sister's hair before she smacked his hand playfully away. "Go on, you big softie. Don't be afraid to bring the kid back with you, and DON'T get him into trouble."
The masked Glitterati twin nodded, leaning over the edge of the skyscraper, plunging himself into the dark embrace of the shadows below.
Glitch left alone that night. He wished he could still trust Lil'T and her incredible photography, but the article fiasco had dumped the fear of deceit on Glitch's shoulders. The raven haired boy wanted everything to be right this time, no accusation, no false marriages, and no words to frame Night Shade for causing natural incidents. An hour passed, Glitch soon realized his thoughts had carried him tremendously far, and that he had no clue as to his current location. Emerald green eyes frantically scanned the surroundings, row upon row of tall warehouses that appeared to stretch endlessly into the distance. The sounds of the sea invaded his ears, and a salt sprinkled wind whistled past his nose. Glitch had stumbled across Dance Central's port and storage facility.
A golden glow flashed behind the boy, and a strange feeling of danger washed over him. A low rumbling noise alerted him to the buildings around him, as they appeared to grow taller with each passing minute. Glitch fled for his life, but every which way he turned, another row of warehouses rose from the earth, blocking his way. Moaning and groaning rang through his ears, the steel warehouse doors crunching together like a pair of dentures, hungering for the frightened child.
"Stay away from me!" Glitch cried, skidding to a halt before one of the groaning warehouses.
It attempted to consume the boy, but Glitch rolled out of the way, just in time for the steel jaws of death to crash onto the pavement with a metallic clang. Another warehouse copied that same action. So did another. Again, and again, and again, Glitch was forced to duck, dodge, and run away from the monstrosities pursuing the boy in an endless chase. However, the storage units began gaining knowledge from fighting Glitch. Three warehouses collapsed around him, blocking any escape routes, save one positioned at the front, with yet another metal monster growling hungrily.
GLITCH... It was getting closer.
"Stay away from me!" The young reporter was on the verge of tears, pounding relentlessly on the confines of his prison space.
GLITCH... It had began to lean towards the boy.
"Let me out! I don't-" Glitch let out a small sob, hands still pounding the walls furiously. They wouldn't budge a single inch. He clamped his eyes shut, wrapping his arms around himself for a temporary comfort in the face of death.
"No...I don't want to die like this!"
GLITCH!
Glitch...!
Glitch! Please, do answer to me!"
The raven haired boy's eyes snapped back open, everything rushing back to him in a blur. At first, Glitch believed he was dead, plunged into a darkness so deep, it had consumed his very being. But a warm pair of arms were holding the young boy flush with a sturdy chest, a steady, beating heart setting out a comforting pace for his staccato breathing. A midnight black cloaked was draped around Glitch's shoulders, protecting him from the wind and frightening experience he had just endeavored.
"Thank God, you're awake. I was worried you may have fallen prey to whatever darkened nightmares had encased your mind." A gentle voice breathed a sigh of relief.
Glitch craned his neck upwards, black and bold purple catching his eye almost instantly. "Night Shade... But I wasn't in danger..."
"Have you ever heard "If you die in your dreams, you die for real?" Well, the nightmares induced upon you could have easily removed you from this word, had I allowed them to progress further into your mind."
The raven haired boy inched closer to Night Shade, craving that gentle touch, the assurance in a dire situation. Glitch pushed himself deeper into the embrace, hoping to feel darkness fill his soul with compassion wide enough to cascade across the sky in a glittering, starry path. Night Shade understood the boy's wishes, holding the small body close to his own, feeling a small shiver from the smaller male.
Kerith had many experiences with mental breakdowns, and tonight was no exception. Glitch had been put under a strong hypnosis, almost killing himself as he writhed along the ground in pain. The blond was sure it wasn't only his weakness, but his flawed article, and brush with death that had rattle the child to his core. Glitch cried softly at first, muffling his tears within Kerith's thick shirt. However, the boy simply could not dampen his emotion well enough to hold a proper facade. Night Shade's presence made it almost unbearable to lie, as if his soul itself caused justice to call upon the truth buried within. Glitch's sobs escalated into cries of pain, some human, but others, sounds of sheer betrayal and terror.
"It's alright, Glitch. It's alright. Just let everything out. You don't have to hide your hurt anymore." Night Shade whispered softly, stroking the boy's raven colored locks.
Glitch continued to tremble, every horrifying moment playing over and over again in his mind. He turned his head to face Night Shade, tears still flowing down his face in silent rivers.
"I-I'm sorry. For everything I did...I never knew-"
Glitch was cut off by a gloved finger placed gently against his lips. "Hush, now. You never have a need to apologize to me. I understand the circumstances and appreciate your attempt to re-write the injustice from the article. What's done, is done. The past cannot be changed, no matter how hard we may wish, we cannot make everything perfect."
Glitch sniffled, giving Night Shade a small nod. "Would you...can you..." Night Shade waited patiently for Glitch's question, a calm smile gracing his lips. "Will you...kiss me?"
Kerith froze, briefly. Glitch wanted to kiss him...but that would mean becoming increasingly intimate with the boy. He was already underage as it was, and kissing him would only arouse suspicion from the police if they were to be found by the paparazzi or one of the police department's special force worker. It didn't solve Kerith's double identity crisis either.
Maybe, it wasn't for him.
Kerith gently cupped the sides of Glitch's tear stained face, drawing the boy in close as he pressed his lips softly against the boy's. Kerith made each motion small and lingering, holding out each kiss on the young reporter's plump lips. Glitch, unsure what to do, basked in the affection, wishing he had asked for something like this sooner. Kerith pulled away slowly, gently wiping away the boy's remaining tears with soft swipes of his thumbs. Glitch's innocent, cherubic face melted Kerith's heart into a puddle of joy and longing. Oh, how he wished he could scoop the boy into his arms and take flight on wings lighter than air. Kerith wanted to fulfill the boy's every last wish, to make him smile again and hold him close as he cried.
For the first time, Kerith had shared his heart with another.
"I-I would..." Glitch found himself speechless, gazing into sky blue eyes. Ones, that had lost all edge and hatred, leaving behind charity and affection in their wake. "I would be happy if you kissed me again."
Kerith grinned, pulling the boy's face back towards his own. He kissed Glitch softly once again, but lingered on each kiss, pulling gently on the boy's lower lip, inviting him to join, as he so pleased. Glitch shyly accepted the invitation, pushing his lips against Kerith's for the first time, enjoying the tingling sensation each kiss brought to his heart. All this time, Glitch had underestimated the power of a single kiss, but never again. Night Shade spun cloud of magical sugar, carrying Glitch to a supremely sweet happy place. The raven haired boy never wanted to leave the midnight hero's arms, so long as he could bask in his heartwarming glow.
Kerith kissed Glitch tenderly one final time, separating as slow as possible for the boy to adjust. Glitch looked disappointed, so Kerith couldn't help but smile apologetically and nuzzle the boy's raven colored locks.
"I don't want this moment to end..." Glitch confessed, clutching Night Shade's shirt possessively.
"Never fear, It shall not be the last. I made a promise to come at your beck and call, do you not remember?" The blond smiled happily, lifting Glitch to his feet. "For now, I believe that home is top on your list priorities, am I-"
"Freeze, Prisoner 22317."
Kerith stood stone still, Glitch still clutched to his chest, his heart beating faster than a panicked rabbit. He knew that voice from anywhere, the voice of a cold-blooded hunter, Oblio's voice. Even from behind, Kerith knew the policeman was smirking, aiming his gun straight for Kerith's heart.
"Turn around and put your hands where I can see them."
"Do you really think I'm going to surrender that easily?" It was Kerith's choice; turn around and risk Glitch's safety, or keep him hidden and risk his own.
"Don't play the hero, you cunt. I know what you're capable of, and I will shoot if you try and run." The blue haired man snarled.
Kerith couldn't help but smirk. "I do believe you know what these are." Three black marbles appeared between the blond's fingers.
"Don't you dare try it!"
"Sorry, but I'm the wrong guy." Kerith squeezed the capsules between his fingers, thick clouds of blinding smoke escaping from within.
Kerith pulled Glitch into his arms, leaping onto the nearest warehouse rooftop, out of Oblio's reach. The blond hero moved deftly, both he and Glitch were frightened for their lives, but Kerith possessed the determination to protect Glitch, no matter the cost. The officer howled in rage, hopping onto his motorcycle to follow Night Shade across the building rooftops. Fueled by Glitch's affection, Kerith crossed over every roof with ease, stopping for a brief second at the face of a cliff. In a single leap, he bounded over the sandstone, safety rail, and held onto Glitch, a feat untouchable by all. The roaring of Oblio's motorcycle did nothing to ease the raven haired boy's fears, but froze his body rigid with fright.
"Don't worry, Glitch. Nothing is going to happen to you." I assured, providing him with a small smile.
"It's not me that I'm worried about." The young reporter muttered, clutching tightly to Night Shade's torso as he was carried down the side of the road.
Kerith' predicament wasn't a pleasant one, or convenient for that matter. He had to bring Glitch to a safe house of some sort, and fast. The midnight hero may have been fast enough to outrun flames, but he certainly couldn't compare those to a motorcycle. Oblio was catching up alarmingly fast, at a rate Kerith had never thought possible. Then again, Kerith was carrying Glitch, and his life was more precious than his own. In their race to outrun each other, Kerith took a sideways glance to see Oblio mere meters away...and cost himself the entire competition.
He hadn't been paying attention. He slipped up. Hit a bad note. Whatever you want to call it.
Kerith had failed to notice the gap in a safety rail, large enough for a single person to fit through. Kerith crashed into the bent medal, spinning around until he was falling back first, towards dark waters below. It was his last chance. The blond pushed Glitch away from him, back onto the cliff before he lost all built up strength in his arms.
"Night Shade!" Glitch cried, rushing to the rock shelf.
"Watch it, kid." Oblio grumbled, shoving the boy aside to peer over the side of the cliff. Night Shade was still alive. He was dangling from a tree branch, one side jutting out of the rock like an eyesore. The scrawny little thing hadn't the clue on how to die, did it? "Let's see you sneak your way out of this."
Oblio aimed for Kerith's head, but the blond knew exactly how to move to avoid any bullets. If he could just swing his feet above his head, he could sustain a few broken toes instead of dieing at the hands of his enemy. Kerith brought his feet up in a mere second, but Oblio's trigger finger was obviously faster. A sharp pain shot up the side of Kerith's leg, the shock of the bullet wound causing him to slip from the branch entirely. Kerith dropped like a rock into the sea, a fallen bird whom wings had been clipped, forever removed from its life in the sky.
"Night Shade!" Glitch cried from above, tears pricking from the corners of his eyes. A pair of strong hands grabbed him from behind, handcuffing the boy and shoving him towards the motorcycle.
"It's over, kid." Oblio stated bluntly, his voice cold and emotionless.
"No, you don't understand! He's still alive! We have to go back for him!" Glitch gasped as he was jammed onto the edge of Oblio's bike, stiff metal ramming into his gut.
"We'll see if you talk back, behind bars that it." The officer threw Glitch over the back of his bike, strapping the boy in so tight, he could barely breathe. Tears streamed down the raven haired boy's face as he silently mourned his fallen hero, wishing it was all just a dream and he'd wake up screaming once again. But this was real, this was life, and Night Shade would never again return.
Kerith couldn't breathe, the sea had him pinned under its churning tides. He was tumbling through an endless expanse of salty water that filled his lungs and stung his eyes. Blood poured from his wounded leg, burning like a hot coal as salt filled the places in his wounds. The blond hero couldn't hold his breath much longer, his efforts to reach fresh air failing with each passing second. It was all too much, the pain, the hurt from loosing the boy he sought to protect with his life, he almost wanted to die. Kerith let his body go slack, sinking deeper into the ocean's chilling grasp.
Is this it? Am I to die here? Why...? I didn't get a chance to tell Glitch...
The last moment Kerith could remember was a dark shadow descending upon him, then nothing but chilling darkness.
Agh...cliff hanger. Oh well, what happens, happens.
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