Alright...as I said before I wasn't reported (yet)...it was just a warning...so don't worry about it...

Anyways I've decided that I'm going to focus on this story and finish this one first, cuz jumping between stories is getting confusing...Or would you guys like me to finish another story first?

Dear God

I hate this body, really I do. It has betrayed me on countless occasions, and now it will add another to its record.

When I finally woke up, sunset was already more than over, which meant that I had wasted yet another day sleeping. Even though I had expected this, I was still displeased that half of my last day on earth was spent in slumber, something I was going to do a lot of after this.

"Good evening" That greeting alone helped lift up my spirits. "Dinner is served," Near says in an almost humored manner. "Good evening," I smiled back, taking the plate and cup. The white child seems taken aback by this, but the shock was quickly replaced by a wide grin.

I cleaned off every last scrap of food and gulped down every last drop of water, eating a little slower than what I normally would, savoring the taste, it was my last meal after all. After that, I spent about an hour talking to the jailer, although he did most of the talking, while I just listened and tried to be responsive, there was no point being a glum with the only person who had ever showed me kindest on my last day, or more like night.

The priest arrived shortly after our conversation had come to a point where there was nothing left to say. I had requested that the father did not enter my cell, since I felt myself too dangerous without the bars as a boundary, the priest was all but too willing. I said my confessions, and the father gave me the Sacrament of Anointment. To be frank, the entire session went very cold for me and felt forced, like a program, and void for me. But I suppose I did felt more at ease and somehow am able to accept my fate with more dignity.

'Dear God, stay with me' That's all I hoped for, I know that the fires of hell awaits me, and I would suffer forever and ever, never able to experience paradise, but please, dear Lord, stay with me, I need you.

Everything was quiet after the holy man had left me in solitude once again. Fear, that's all I could fathom at the moment. Fear, fear, fear, fear, there was no escaping it, it made me weak, I couldn't move. Tears began to well up at the corners of my eyes, I turned to face the moonlight, my foe, in all its beauty, full bloomed and bright, at least in hell, it wouldn't haunt me anymore. My body started to shiver until I couldn't hold myself up, I sat on the ground, leaning against the bars for support. A spur thought ran through my head.

I wanted to lose control right then, to let the monster take hold of me, break out, take me away from here, for I was so afraid. The circumstances of it was in favor of me, I could do it, I could do it now, and I wouldn't, wouldn't have to die.

'But you deserve to die' I raised my head abruptly, staring at the little boy with wide-eyes.

'You should die' A lady appears in the cell, her hair askew, her red dress torn.

'Go to hell,' A man with a riffle says.

Die, die, die, die, die, die, die…They kept repeating, more and more of them, filling up the small, cramped cell. I can't take it anymore. Please stop. But they kept adding, some of them, I don't even remember their faces, some torn so badly, they don't even have a face. They kept chanting, wishing for my death as I curled myself tighter and tighter, hoping I could just disappear from reality all together.

'Please dear God!'

"Mello! What's wrong?" A warm hand placed itself on my shoulder. Shakily, I brought my face up, tears running like rain down my cheeks. "What's wrong? Are you alright? I should get the doctor" the petite child says, full of worry.

"No!" I shouted, quickly grabbing his wrist as he stands up. "Please don't leave me" I pleaded, the tears violently shedding.

"Shh, it's alright" He says soothingly, stroking my hair and sitting on the ground with me. "I'm so scared" My voice trembled, I felt like a helpless little child without a mother. "I don't want to die" I cried, clutching the jailer closer to me through the bars, begging him. "I don't want to burn!"

"Shh," Near hushed, his cool hand still stroking through my locks.

"Please" I whispered, all my strength gone, "I don't want to be alone" I'm so alone, please help me. God, help me.

"I won't leave you, I promise" Even though I knew that was lie, and even if it wasn't, such a promise cannot be realized for me, but eventually that calmed me. My loud cries, turned into mournful quiet sobs and pained whimpers.

My eyelids grew heavy and I was almost dozing off into sleep, when Near got up suddenly. There was some metallic sounds, then the door flung open.

"What are you doing?" Shock took over me, and I jumped up, stepping away.

"Shh, keep your voice down" He whispers and placed a finger on his lips. "Come on Mello," He extends his hand to me, "There's no time to waste, you have to go now!" Near urges me. I stood there agape, too confused to do anything. Near furrows his brow and takes my wrist, yanking me out of the cell and we started running down the hallways.

My mind snapped and I stopped dead in my tracks, "This is wrong" I managed. Near blinks his dark silvery eyes. Out of the blue, he closes our distance and pull me down for a kiss. All reasoning flew out the window when I felt his soft lips, sweet as honey on mine.

"Come on!" He says urgently and tugs me along, our steps increasing with pace. Sirens rang and red lights blinked around the scene, but by that time, we were already pushing the door open and running.

The moonlight blinded me, gushing its light all over, and opening the path for the beast. All I remembered after that was a bliss of white, although everything had became indubitably vivid, my mind was plain and empty. Therefore, all that came to me, was the feel of the strong wind in my fur and the soil digging in my nails and a soft distant voice murmuring…

"You're welcome"

Some curious questions : Which country do you think I come from?

: Do you guys prefer AU over non-AU?

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