Chapter 3
"Angel of Mercy"
Rolo sat alone in the closet of the dark room staring at the knife in his hand. He wondered why he had chosen a knife. The familiar weapon felt light and comfortable in his grasp as he gazed upon it. He knew why he had chosen a knife. To watch his brother and that girl suffer slowly. He held the knife closer then turning onto his side. He would strike at around 1 AM. Hoping They would have fallen asleep. He had been sitting there listening to them, for hours.
In the pressure they had not been ashamed to show their love to one another. Rolo would peep through the crack in the door just to find his brother kissing that . . . girl.
Soon after at least to hours, they involuntary fell asleep in each other's arms. Rolo waited in the shadows, then slowly emerged, knife in hand. He started with Lelouch, coming over to him with his knife. Time was frozen, and Rolo gasped for breath as he stood over the two.
He started to slit Lelouch's throat when he drew back. He stopped, looking at shirley.
She would go first. He moved his knife to her breast, and slowly cut along her upper chest. Blood started to seep out and her breathing started to cut short.
Rolo drew back and let time run at it's pace. He shot a glare to the girl, peacefully sleeping still. He would wait, till the couple awakened. Not hesitating he sat down by the two, his face emotionless.
Inside was a different story. Inside of his heart Rolo felt hatred, regret, love, depression, confusion, and mercy. He showed none, of course. He was fighting against his own will. Back on the hill, that man had tortured him almost to his death, but then gave him something. A drug of some sort. Rolo was filled with adrenaline, all his hatred to the world was being poured out onto one place. Some would say it wasn't his fault, but then again, the human mine is easily influenced.
Rolo's mental alarm sprang to life as he spotted Lelouch's eyes open. He turned to look his brother strait In the eye. Shirley moaned and began to whimper, feeling the bleeding pain in her chest. Lelouch sat up hastily and pulled out a gun.
He pointed it at Rolo's head, with a stern grip on the trigger, he began to speak.
"Rolo . . . " Lelouch sighed staring down at Shirley also.
"Nii-san. . ." Rolo breathed back.
"Why?" He motioned toward Shirley, gasping for breath.
"You lied, Nii-san. A liar, a fake, a frod. You never loved me. Only her. That girl."
"R-R-Rolo. . ." A whimper rose from Shirley's lips, "What ever happened to the sweet innocent boy we all loved and knew?" She smiled at the boy, her warm eyes flickering like fire.
"Hm?" Rolo made eye contact with the woman.
"Rolo. You never understood, how much we all loved you. You weren't just Lelouch's little brother, but everyone in the student council also, and even then some." she giggled lightly.
"Wha-What?" Rolo shook his head, "No! It's all lies! I was never loved!" Rolo Pulled out a gun, and pointed it murderously at Shirley, his hands shaking.
"No Rolo, they're not. We all loved you, we all were there for you. You never accepted us as your family. Even . . . "She started to cough blood, "Even Lulu. We all befriended you, Rolo." She smiled at him, holding out her trembling hand. Lelouch watched her in shock.
"Stop this nonsense. Please Rolo, Come back to your family." Her eyes started to tear.
"NO! IT'S ALL A LIE!" Rolo yelled closing his tearing eyes and thrusting the gun to her heart, "A LIE!"
Bang
Bang
Bang.
"R-Rolo!" Lelouch stood mouth gaping. The gun was dropped on the floor, both of them. Rolo broke down in tears on the ground crying, and in Lelouch's lap sat Shirley, hand spread out and face pleasant. She looked at Rolo with a warm dead man's stare as he last words floated through the room.
Rolo fell into a ball, he cried and started to scream, "She was right! She was right!" over and over again. Without an end. Only Shirley could love a killer, and only a killer could love her back. She was his angel of mercy.
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"And after the bells tole for the older, the younger sits alone and cries. For thy brother has even made the angel of mercy fall, and shall thine heart be cursed forever with eternal grief. For the angel loved him, and they were intertwined. Yet thy lust overcame love, and thy hatred overtook strength. Go and disappear, for all that thy has loved is gone, and all the loved thou, has fled."
The End
Authors Notes:
That was like, the quickest ending I ever wrote. (Besides Amesia Angel)
Ah well, that was requested. Hope you liked!
Gomen if I failed you! *bow*