Chapter Thirteen: Aoi to Kuro Kyousoukyoku
To those being born…..
XIII.
She had walking for a long time.
No.
Walking.
More than running.
Running away.
Running away from it all.
The blood.
The torture.
The unwanted feelings…
Feeling very impure…
She wanted to get away from it all.
All of it…
She had to run.
She had to…
She had to…
She knew she had to…
She had to get away…
She had to get away…
From him…
From him…
Mostly definitely him…
He who had made her skin scrawl with the very mention of him, his name, his essence.
Painful memories rush back as she shut her eyes, her hands tightly grasping over her ears, her body rigid with fear and trepidation, as if to expect the demon's onslaught at any time.
Paranoia sinks in.
She did.
She had to get away.
She had to go as far as she could, no matter what lay ahead of her.
She didn't care what happened to her, just as long as she never had to see, never had to hear, never had to sense HIM ever again in her life.
Dear God….
What had happened to her?
She used to be so carefree…
So joyful…
So happy…
Happy...
Happy…
The thought of the word and what it held lingered in her mind, on her lips, as transparent as the eyelashes that swooped in front of her eyes as they blinked.
Happy….
That was a long time ago…
When she was happy…
With Joey…
With her friends…
With life…
She used to be so happy…
All of that was gone now…
All of that was dead…
Long gone….
She stopped dead in her tracks, her heart pounding in her chest from too much running, almost felt as if it was going to burst right then and there.
Her breathing was hard and ragged; her entire form was weak, bruised and stained by the crimson that was both hers and of others.
She fell onto her knees, aching all over, and lowered her head so her wavy hair would cover her face, obscuring her vision. Her eyes watered, adding to her vision that was to be blind from all that she went through
She wanted to be blind.
She welcomed it.
She didn't want to see anymore.
She didn't want her vision anymore.
She didn't want to see.
To see anything.
To see everything.
Her blindness was a gift.
A curse in disguise.
But now, she wanted to get rid of it.
Her sight.
Everything.
Everything that kept placing the images in her head.
The blood.
The torture.
The unwanted feelings.
Him.
Especially him.
She wanted to be rid of him.
That was why she had to run.
That was why she wanted to never see anything again.
It would spare her.
Spare her of anymore pain.
Spare her of anymore bloodshed.
Of anymore unwanted desires.
All of the evil that she had seen.
All that she had endured.
By him.
Her breathing was labored.
She ached all over.
She was clean.
But still…
She felt impure.
She felt dirty.
She felt robbed.
Robbed of her innocence.
What made her….
Her…
She wanted to get away.
She had to.
He was a monster.
A monster who gave er horrific visions….
When she slept…
Horrifying visions…
They…
Alost felt real…
Too real…
Too real…
They…
Felt…
Real….
She found herself walking down a long path, a road stretched out beyond her imagination. All she knew was that she was walking alongside a grassy field and above her was a beautiful sky.
A sapphire sky, probably the bluest she had ever seen, hung above her and with no cloud to dampen the soft shade of the ocean in the skies.
She stopped in her tracks when she thought she heard rustling, something behind her. She froze, almost afraid to turn around.
No, she knew that she was alone in this world.
She just knew it.
She had to turn around.
She looked over her shoulder to see what was behind her.
Nothing.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
There was nothing.
No threat.
Nothing.
She turned back to the road ahead and nearly had a heart attack at what she saw next.
Blood decorated the ground like rose petals, painting the steel walls now around her red vermillion. It was there she realized that she wasn't in her own world anymore.
She lifted her hands to her face and covered her mouth, smearing the blood upon her hands on her face.
On her face?
She yanked her hands away and stared at them, horrified, and then looked down at herself and saw that her clothes, legs, and her shoes had sprayed blood all over.
She couldn't breathe.
She swore that she couldn't breathe at that moment.
Her heart pounded in her ears and she felt dizzy, the world right in front of her spinning.
She thought she was going to faint right then and there.
Her legs felt weak, wobbly and they couldn't keep her standing any longer.
Before she knew it, she felt herself falling backwards, the world still spinning.
Just before she thought she was going to feel the ground beneath her, two strong arms wrapped around her waist, and her form felt something solid behind her, supporting her, and keeping her on her feet.
A sinister chuckle reverberated around her.
She knew that voice too well.
All too well.
Something she couldn't get out of her head.
"Silly Serenity-pretty…"
Her heart froze, almost skipping a heartbeat.
She felt one of her hands travel up to her chest, where his clawed fingers began caressing the outline of her breast through her bloodied shirt, shivering underneath.
"Your world is no longer years, my dear. The place that was yours is mine now, where you will never be alone ever again. Face it, Serenity, even in your imagination; I'll be there, no matter how much you want me to disappear."
As the monster said these things, the hand around her waist crept down to the front of her vermillion-stained shorts, where he tucked his hand in her shorts, in her undergarment, and felt her seize up in that one touch.
'No, this couldn't be happening.'
"I'll find you wherever you will venture, wherever you will run off to. I'm here for you….forever…" He uttered into her ear softly as he pressed his lips to the outer shell of her ear.
The hand that was on her breast left as soon as he finished those words and that was when she felt something cold and metallic upon her throat, the sharp end near her jugular.
She shuddered, almost breathless at the feel of the cold metal on her neck. Her eyes caught the glint of the golden object nearly piercing her skin.
"Forever…"
One flick of a wrist and….
Searing pain….
Red coated her vision.
A deep-throated chuckle broke the silence in the middle of her bloody demise.
Serenity felt a shiver crept down her spine at that moment, forcing her back into reality.
Eyes blinked once.
Twice.
Thrice.
She remembered.
That vision.
That nightmarish dream…
It didn't make any sense…
Yet…
It made perfect sense..
She was trapped in his world.
In his world…
His twisted fantasy…
But…
She was free of him now.
All she had to do was to keep getting as far away from him as possible.
Far away…
From him…
What if…
What if he trapped her outside too?
What if those dreams weren't just scare tactics?
What if…
What if…
What if he truly WAS a monster?
A monster bent on using her until she was of no use to him.
Until she begged for his mercy.
Until she begged him to kill her.
Which he would.
He almost did.
He almost did try to kill her.
To end her life.
She wouldn't exist anymore if he had.
She shuddered.
She felt cold.
All over.
It came…
A flash…
No…
Many…
Over her eyes…
Before her eyes…
Flashes….
The door cracked and in flew a dark-skinned hand, startling her, earning a cry from her lips. The hand reached and grabbed the door knob, twisted it and slammed the door open. Marik slunk the door open, slipping his hand from the hole he made and stormed over to the shaking Serenity, anger mixed with the growing arousal for her.
"You're mine, little Serenity, DON'T EVER FORGET THAT!!!!!" Marik bellowed as he forcefully grabbed Serenity's wrist, pulled her over to him, and then roughly pushed her against the wall, earning a cry from her and her futile attempts to push him away. She almost screamed at him as she tried again and again to push the dark creature away from her, the creature no longer human.
And neither was she anymore.
"Get away! Get away, you sick freak!!!! Get away, leave me ALONE!!! GET AWAY!!!" Serenity cried out as she tried to push him away from her endlessly before he pinned her wrists against the wall, his arms making her feel more trapped than ever more.
Marik then pushed his lips on hers, pushing himself on her, moving a little so he would make her feel his hips ground on hers, releasing her lips from his so he would let his long tongue snake upon her face and neck, ghosting his sharp teeth over her skin, almost breaking it and allowing a small trail of blood mark her cheek.
"Oblivion will come very soon."
She shuddered and winced in pain when she felt his fangs upon her skin, and she shut her eyes tightly when she felt him kiss her delicately at first but then gradually become fierce until the point to where her lips bled.
Her small gasps were so inviting to him, but he knew that she couldn't help it. That was part of her nature, and he didn't to change any part of her that was beautiful.
She didn't want any part of his twisted fantasy.
No.
She.
Did.
Not.
Not.
One.
Bit.
He kissed her again, licking the blood off her chin and mouth, shuddering audibly as he tasted her once more. One of his hands traveled down to her stomach and then to her lower region, where a lithe finger stroked a certain pressure point that made her cry out, writhing in his grasp.
She quavered in this unbearable and beautiful agony that crashed on her as she knew it.
It was beautiful.
But it was unbearable.
She was deflowered by the beast as she knew it.
But she couldn't take it anymore.
Not anymore.
"No!!!"
Terror was a building crescendo for her and rage came crashing down there first.
She gathered her strength to push him away from her, his hands coming apart from her like machinery breaking down.
"No!!!!!" She yelled more forcefully.
He held a flabbergasted look on his face before what she just did to him set in his mind; his shock expression turning into growing rage. He yelled out as he moved toward her, but she pushed him once more, and the shove proved to more powerful than she (nor he) expected.
The water that was left on the floor made him slip, losing his balance, falling backward until his head hit the sink.
A sickening noise fell in the air.
A condemning crack.
He flipped over and fell onto the ground.
It happened just like that.
He didn't move an inch.
Not one inch.
Serenity breathed deep and released a shuddering breath.
His eyes.
His eyes.
Oh God His Eyes.
His eyes had rolled up, the whites of his eyes akin to egg whites.
Oh God.
Oh God.
Oh God.
Oh God.
Oh God.
Oh God.
Oh God.
She suddenly felt sick to her stomach.
Even when she saw a little pool of blood form from under his head, dying the white floor red.
Her eyes blinked.
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
Hazel eyes looked all over
She was outside.
Outside the blimp.
The cursed airship.
She was outside.
It was rocky terrain.
All around her.
A path was placed before her.
Leading her to a maze almost..
Almost…
To certain doom…
There was a clear path before her that led to something, somewhere amongst the rocks that ruled over the island.
The island…
Alcatraz Island…
Where the duel tower was…
Where blood had been shed…
Crimson painted everything...
Everywhere…
It was strange.
Serenity felt her eyes begin to droop, her lids fluttering open as she struggled to her feet once again, to keep going.
But no.
She felt as if something was ripping her from her state of consciousness almost completely.
Her head began to droop.
Wait…
Stay awake!
You have to get away!
You have to get help!
Get far away from here as possible!
You can't sleep at a time like this!
Stop it!
D-Don't let your eyes close!
Don't-
Her eyes were already closed and she felt her body fall to the hard ground.
Damn it!
She felt a pull.
And darkness enveloped her once more.
She had heard the blue and black rhapsody….
XIII.
A/N: Well, I'm back. I'm not dead, just so you know, and you would know that fact if you have reading my Tsubasa stories and drabbles that I've written recently. A LOT of stuff and crap has been going on since my last chapter and it took a toll on my writing. Damn you, writer's block! Thankfully I had a bout of inspiration with songs and Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicles being a main fandom now. That doesn't mean that I'm abandoning this story, oh no, as of late, I have more ideas for the next chapters. So sit tight!
Reviews are love.
Soundtrack:
"Kin-iro no Choushou ~Uruwashi no Ban" Akiko Shikata
"On-Line Malaysia" Susumu Hirasawa
"Manzou no Kiya" Susumu Hirasawa
"Katakoi" Akiko Shikata
"Piper" P-Model