Chapter Twenty: Kami no Kyuuka
It's only the beginning…
XX.
Falling….
She was falling….
She knew this…
She knew this feeling well…
Very well….
All too well…
That truth would emerge…
Almost immediately…
Him….
The demon…
The demon who kept her….
On the forsaken island…
Trapped…
Ensnared…
A possession…
Kept not as a person…
Not as a human being…
But as a possession….
In his grasp…
An unholy...
An unholy grasp….
His lips were upon hers…
In a seemingly sweet kiss…
One that was taunting….
One that was mocking…
One that grew fiercer as it continued….
Her mind was awake…
Awake…
And thinking….
But completely unaware…
Of the nothingness in which she is...
A void…
An empty void...
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.
There was no such thing as love.
It didn't exist.
No.
It did not.
There was just lust.
If there was love,
It would be hollow.
Very.
Very.
VERY.
Hollow.
Just an excuse not to be alone.
Empty.
There was only emptiness.
Just emptiness.
And nothing more.
They're gone…
Nothing can change that…..
They were all gone…
All of them….
DEAD…..
Her brother Joey…
Téa….
Ryou….
Mai…..
Malik…
Yugi….
Ishizu….
The Pharaoh…
Duke….
Tristan….
Mokuba….
Kaiba…
All gone…
They were all there.
And then there were none
At least they would have been alive…
She would have been a sacrifice…
At least they would have been alive…
She was in the hell of now…
– STOP IT!
Have you no shame, you whore?
WHORE! HOW DARE YOU CALL HEAVEN!
Something snapped.
Something twisted had finally snapped inside her.
No….
She didn't want to be his plaything…
His toy…
No….
Not anymore…
She was already deflowered by the beast as she knew it.
But she couldn't take it anymore.
Not anymore.
Not anymore.
No….
Not any more…
With as much strength as she had, she placed her hands on the demon's chest and pushed him away from her, parting his lips from hers, her shove proving to be more powerful than she (or he) had expected.
Just like the last time…..
He fell backwards and landed onto the hard ground, a thudding sound marking the once silent and dead air in the tower.
Serenity felt her breath rise and fall briskly inside her chest, using her hand to wipe off the leftover saliva from her mouth, placing the hand on the ground again, steadying herself before she would pass out from what has just occurred.
Before she would lift herself up, though, she heard a low grunting noise from in front of her, that belonging to the demon himself.
She narrowed her eyes.
He lifted himself up, his eyes thinned as well, wearing a scowl on his face as he wiped remnants of saliva and blood from his lip.
A slight smirk played about on his lips.
Her eyes thinned.
"That wasn't…..very nice of you…little one..."
Serenity sat very still, her eyes focused on him as his smirk deepened, his burgundy eyes growing darker at the very sight of her.
He then arched up, the khaki pants he wore tightening to display the outline of his long, muscled legs.
"I expected better from you….you naughty girl…"
She winced upon hearing those words slip from his mouth, his tongue at the corner of his mouth and slowly gliding upon those lips, his voice thick in rising adulation and intensity.
He was breathing heavily, liking the blood from his lips.
She inwardly cringed.
He was enjoying this.
He was enjoying her having backbone.
He enjoyed her being strong and tough.
He enjoyed her acting dominant.
She grimaced.
She scrambled to her feet, dusting herself off and walked over to him, her heart pounding in her chest, her mind trying to grasp at what had gotten into her to have the gall to do this.
Serenity thinned her eyes, stopped short in front of the demon, one who was only human in appearance, and towered over him.
Her fists clenched.
His bemused expression had returned.
There was no stopping her from here.
She finally set herself over him, and lowered herself so she would grace her form upon his lap, straddling him and taking his wrists with her hands, pinning them on either side of him.
His expression didn't waver.
Her eyes burned.
She leaned in, her red-hazel eyes drawn into his blood-violet ones, to the point where their faces were within inches of each other. She felt his hot breath upon her lips, but she blinked that aside.
There was something more important she had to do.
"Listen, you sick bastard, you creature, I never wanted any part of this whole 'Oblivion thing' to begin with, and to start, I wish that I had never met you. I wish that you never came into existence in this world – I would have my friends, my family, my life back! And you took them away from me – I can never forgive you for that. Never. You are a despicable person – you are a creature, a monster in human form! You deserved everything that you've gone through in your life – you deserve it because of your actions against my friends, my family, the tournament, and against me! You deserve to die."
Once more, she was surprised at her own tone of voice, which had become icy from the outside in and harsh enough to make someone stone-faced squirm. But she had to say it, to make her point to this monster, to make sure that he would fully know that she was human, not a plaything, and certainly not something to use.
It appeared not to be the case with him.
His smile deepened until it resembled his usual smirk.
Red-hazel eyes widened slightly when a mocking chuckle trailed from the demon beneath her, and shifted slightly when he straightened with a grace so that he would hold her wrists even when his own wrists were seized by her. He sat up, taking her wrists when she released his for a split second, and leaned in so his lips would brush against hers.
She shuddered once again at his touch…
Blood-violet eyes darkened, the pupil dilating to completely envelop the colored shards of amethyst that were his irises.
"You're rather foolish, my dear. Haven't you realized that you've already lost? Haven't you figured it out yet? This was the instrumentality of Oblivion all along – those fools were just in the way of it all. Your friends and your precious brother were only in the way, they had to be rid of, and now…this world has become part of you. You have become a part of me."
His smile deepened and twisted, turning sadistic.
She narrowed her eyes, as to mask her growing fear, emerging already.
"We have already become a part of this beautiful nightmare – Oblivion has already begun. It is a slow process, but you' will succumb to me in the end, when you and I have become one. You will become my own lamb upon the altar of darkness of my creation. Your blood will herald in a new world, within the Oblivion. It will herald my world. My beautiful world, filled only with Darkness and the Oblivion that you and I have created, for each other."
Serenity felt his body make contact with her own, his form shifting so she would be beneath him as his smooth, dark voice broke the silence in the air while his head lowered itself to her neck and rose petal soft lips brushed against her throbbing pulse.
It was a harsh reminder of the kiss that had been pressed there just a short time earlier.
As if on instinct, she moved her head back and moaned softly as the soft caresses of his mouth continued, the feeling of both pure agony and helplessness merged slowly.
The demon purred in response, eyelids lowering dangerously as he continued to gaze up at the auburn-haired beauty.
That feeling….
That feeling of helplessness…
The feeling of….
Vulnerability….
That was the one thing that brought her out of the trance the demon created through pain/pleasure.
Red-hazel eyes snapped open.
Serenity gasped for breath, fists clenching tightly as the many emotions swirled inside of her, swirling and merging until she couldn't take it.
Her throat dried up, almost raw.
"Get… away… from me!" She managed to snarl, straining against his grip on her body.
She remembered…
She remembered him….
She remembered him…
Taking her…
Her enjoying it…
Over…
And over…
And over…
She couldn't help the feeling that she was….
Attracted to Marik.
Unfamiliar.
If she did anything with him, she would be….
She knew.
Unforgivable.
His caresses were so inviting, his warmth over her skin….
Eve took the apple…
It was comfort that she wanted.
Stability.
The things that she never had in life…
Before.
Memories…
Bittersweet ones.
She would let him get rid of them.
Over…
And over…
And over…
This isn't right…
What are you doing?
Are you sure?
There must be some other way!
Liar.
Have you no shame you whore!
You little slut.
Liar…
What have you done to me?
Over…
And over…
And over…
Don't you dare.…
But I need him…
What do you think you're doing?
Feel what you feel…
You're not even that experienced!
I know; let him take me…
It will hurt, very badly!
Let him make me forget…
Make me forget…
"M-Marik….take me…"
"With pleasure, sweet Serenity."
Oh my GOD! What have you done?
Have you no shame you whore?
This is wonderful…I need…
He's taking me now…let him take me!
You can't do this!
Dark, sensual, and strangely arousing…
TAKE ME NOW!
"N-NO! NO!"
She couldn't…
She couldn't…
She wouldn't…
Not now…
Not then…
Not ever again…
Not…
EVER!
"NO!" Serenity screamed, pulling away from the demon named Marik. Her heart pounded and her vision was shattered, but she was able to gather enough strength to shove the creature away from her.
Marik fell to the floor, a noise loud enough to break a glass shard piercing the silence of the Tower.
She saw him staring up at her as a bemused expression fluted across his face likewise to lightning, his arms and legs grotesquely twisted upon the ground.
"STOP! JUST STOP IT, YOU FREAK! Don't you get it? I HATE YOU! I DESPISE YOU! I HATE THAT YOU KILLED MY FRIENDS! I hate that you killed my brother! I HATE THAT YOU TOOK ME AND TRIED TO BREAK ME! You took me, and that I enjoyed it! I enjoyed it when you took me, when you….you were…inside of me….I enjoyed it….and…I hate myself…I hate myself for enjoying it….but IT was you….YOU Made ME enjoy it, and I HATE YOU for THAT!"
The demon chuckled and closed his eyes momentarily, relishing his moment of seeing the girl fall apart in front of him, a perfect mirror was finally beginning to crack.
"Ahhh, my sweet Serenity. You are so naïve. Haven't you figured it yet? Yes, I kept you from the outside soon after your poor friends and your poor brothers have perished; I kept you with me so that you would entertain me, to see what you were capable of, against your own accord, and yet, you were oh so painfully aroused when I took you in the many times we have joined. I had nothing to do with that."
His voice was soft and malicious with every word that he uttered, every word piercing her heart with those words being the undeniable truth.
Serenity thinned her eyes, so much so that her hazel eyes almost looked red to him.
That made the demon intrigued and amused even more.
"That was YOUR doing – not mine."
The void…
Empty…
Now…
Complete…
Full…
Full circle…
"!"
All hell broke loose…
Shrieking a frustrated/agonized cry…
She felt the coil inside her finally snap….
A mirror that held the perfect reflection of her….
Finally crack…
She blindly ran over to him…
She shoved him hard onto the ground, sitting upon his lap and pinning his hands together with one hand and use the other to run through and grasp the spiky blonde hair that shot off in every direction, shimmering like tarnished gold in the twilight of the abyss where she found herself in.
"Don't you get it? I hate you! I hate your guts, your rotting guts! I despise you! I hate you!"
Serenity quaked internally, absolutely shaking at that instant, her mind whirring and a complete blur, and retracted from Marik for only a moment before she leaned in and caught his lips with her own, her pink tongue marking itself upon his mouth, almost fervently and like quicksilver.
There was the crushing gravity as she collapsed upon him, her lips still locked with his, the kiss wet, soft, searching, almost an exploration that soon turned rough, harsh, and melting with newborn desire seared with hatred.
She heard him groan in her mouth, his form quaking beneath her with excitement and sadistic/masochistic delight from her sudden change of demeanor.
And the change of heart…
This excited him…
Synapses crackled….
She was the first to pull away from him, her breath ragged and wispy, and released her hand from both his wrists, hanging her head in sheer exhaustion, her cheeks burning red in utter shame.
WH-what have I done?
She lifted her head when she heard and felt the demon beneath her chuckle happily, his smile broadened and his eyelids lowered, hiding malevolent red-violet eyes.
Veiled and indecipherable….
Much like Oblivion…
She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, so tightly that she thought that her teeth would crack if she gritted them even more.
'What's so funny?"
The demon smirked; the eye of Horus on his forehead glowed a little bit more brightly.
He chose not to respond to her question.
The demon purred.
He reached out a hand and stroked her auburn hair, tinted with a blood-like color, his hand cupping her face, softening and unconsciously burrowed her face on his hand. His fingers danced upon her face, gliding over her now closed eyes and down to her lips, tracing them fully, feeling her skin quiver slightly from his touch.
She was easy to tame.
He then gently laid a hand upon her shoulder, moving slowly so he would be tracing her collarbone, and then slowly slid over the soft material of the girl's red dress and down her arm. He stopped for a moment at her elbow, taking the time to stroke the sensitive bone with one tanned finger; the girl shivered and his eyes glowed in pleasure.
Finally, he came to her slim, elegant hand.
He pressed the two hands together, palm to palm, hand in hand, and interlaced their fingers.
"You amuse me, my dear, my little one…" he mused aloud, staring at their interlocked hands, before his eyes moved toward hers, burning brightly. "You say that I am the one who made your precious friends and your precious brother disappear forever, that when I controlled God at that moment, I would be the one who decided your fate, and that I made you tremble in ecstasy when we became one entity."
Her red-hazel eyes opened, blinking before she nodded absently, staring at the demon quizzically, frightened and yet intrigued at what he had to say next.
"But you're mistaken, my dear. This was of your design, your own accord, and by your own creation. You wanted to delve into sin, to delve into a world of nightmares, even when you know that you can never get out by my hand."
Serenity couldn't believe what she was hearing, or what he was saying…
I…
I…
Wanted…
This?
How was that possible?
I never wanted this…
I never wanted this reality…
I never wanted…
It was cathartic and pure insanity.
She couldn't even breathe…
He was too caught in his ecstasy.
She was in agony.
The descent to hell was soon.
Very soon.
He couldn't stop, mumbling and uttering the language she couldn't understand in rapture.
She wanted him to stop.
But there was no stopping it.
Fire all at once.
Fire and endless pain.
Warped, whipped and tormented inside and out.
HAVE YOU NO SHAME, YOU WHORE?
"Shut up! Just shut up! I never wanted this to happen and I most certainly didn't want to be trapped with you, so you can destroy that notion. I don't want this – I don't want any of it! None of IT!" Serenity cried out, her eyes flare with burning and utter hatred for the demon.
He smiled.
"You know that to be true, little one, you just don't want it to be the truth. But it is…."
She had not seen the light since then…
Not for what seemed to be countless millennia…
There had been only the darkness upon the island….
Only the broken hellish noise…
That had now disrupted the melodious tranquility of her slumber…
An eerie, ethereal song began to fade away…
Fading….
Fading….
Fading…
Until there was nothing…
Pulse. Pulse. Pulse….
The demon paused for a moment, staring directly at her with heavy-lidded, dangerous eyes.
His head came forward until his lips brushed gently against her ear, a silky caress that painted sin and forbidden desires.
The demon's voice was coy and sweet….
A deceptive promise of gentleness and kindness.
"It doesn't matter if you didn't want to give in, my sweet Serenity," he whispered softly. "You already lost. You have already been seduced by the Darkness, giving in to such temptations beyond comprehension. You can't stop what is happening here."
The ball of iron that held her strength and composure along had finally cracked, broken into many useless pieces until there was nothing left.
Someone help me!
It's no use.
What?
You're mine now.
Forever?
FOREVER!
NO!
Forever and ever!
No, no, no, NO!
Oh yes, yes, yes!
NO! This can't be!
Oh, yes it can, my dear.
– STOP IT!
Have you no shame, you whore?
WHORE! HOW DARE YOU CALL HEAVEN!
She growled in frustration, finally gathering all the strength she needed to get away from this demon, the monster who gave her misery and torment from the very start.
She darted forward, before the demon could see what she was doing, and she pressed her lips to his once again…
Together with in a seemingly perfect web of heat and uncontained lust from the demon.
A searing kiss…
An inferno…
An inferno…
One that had become very familiar to her…
Serenity then darted forward once more, her legs capturing and twining around Marik's, sweeping the human-like creature to the ground. Before the demon could react, she quickly followed, straddling him when the demon was completely on the ground. One of the creature's legs was trapped between two of his own; the rest of his body was strategically placed across hers so that the demon couldn't move his lower half.
Though startled and a little irritated…
The demon was practically purring in delight over her actions.
She cursed under her breath that he was aroused by her dominance, but something inside her sparked an idea.
She was to make him enjoy his new role.
To enjoy while it lasted…
She pulled away from if for only a moment, tracing a finger down his chest, slowly, almost dangerously slowly, before she would tuck a hand underneath his shirt, her fingertips feeling his muscled chest and stomach, his form soon quivering, rippling almost.
With one hand holding both his wrists and another hand tracing down his chest, she took the hand off his chest, moving them downward to the front of his khaki trousers, shaking….
She paused momentarily…
And slipped his hand underneath the rough cloth.
She shook once again to when the demon's hips rose to meet her touch, as she unzipped the front and pulled out his hard member, fully awakened and ready to be released.
In a blind mist, knowing that she didn't have any undergarments on, her eyes blurred in the haze, she steadied herself onto his stiff member, shuddering at the very sensation of enveloping him, making her tremble in ecstasy as she moved forward, her hips rolling on his, the wetness of her easing the movements she made.
He shuddered in distorted bliss at her movements, the muscles of his face corded with sadistic pleasure, enjoying his one role as her submission very much so.
She bit her lip upon his vocal shuddering, and had to bite her tongue so she wouldn't utter a single moan but couldn't contain. Her breath soon came in panicked gasps as she closed her eyes and continued her movements upon the demon. She moved herself on his member, her hips grinding with his.
A form of twisted delight ignited within her as her movements grew faster and much more fluid, leaving her nerves on fire. She held onto his biceps for balance as she threw back her head and gasped in ecstasy amidst these fluid movements kept a steady pace.
Her body soon shook violently a few moments before she let out a chocked gasp at the release that came through and within her, soon feeling the demon's form almost contort with pleasure as his release marked her, pearlescent fluid of the white bliss they managed to create.
What she managed to create…
When she was upon him…
The sun no longer sets me free…
She closed her eyes, and then reopened them to see the demon shuddering, basking in the aftermath of such an act, breathing heavily and insatiably.
"Incredible - isn't it ironic how the weak fall so easily to the darkness of Oblivion, and yet the Darkness can waver as well, with such exquisite action by the weak?" Marik breathed blissfully as he zipped himself back up, sat up to look at Serenity straight in the eye, his warm breath tickling her mouth as he spoke.
"The shadows waver twice as many times as the light does, but when the light is snuffed out, by one's own accord and or by fate, the shadows are there to stay."
Marik smiled brightly at Serenity, his own image stretching grotesquely in the obsidian-black chips called irises in the girl's red-hazel eyes. "You and I are within the shadows, within the Darkness, as we have become so, so, so close, my dear. So... very... close..."
The smile widened slightly as the demon swiftly leaned forward, nuzzling the girl's ear as he continued to whisper more words laced with horrific premonition of what was to come.
"What would you do if I destroyed you from the inside out? How could you survive and live on when you failed in your duty as a beloved….sister to her brother?"
She seized up at those cruel words, reflecting like a mirror of the fact of who she had failed to save.
Marik chuckled at that and brought his other arm around Serenity's torso, slowly tracing circles on the girl's ample chest. "Your world is so different from my own, my dear. You want the light. I want Darkness."
The girl's eyes widened fractionally, shock and horror flitting quickly across her face, only to disappear as quickly as they came, placing the mask of resistance upon her face.
"Why?" She muttered under her breath, bubbling fury in her voice.
"Because I do love the Darkness, my sweet Serenity," Marik purred, brushing his lips against Serenity's shelled ear and slowly making his way down-a brush, nip, and lick against her frantically beating pulse, tasting the sweet, sweet flesh of her elegant, swan-like neck, and harshly punishing the area where shoulder met neck.
She shuddered, closing her eyes to keep from watching her and the demon's reflections gracing the white marble ground. Her eyes burned fiercely, the reminders of what she and the demon had done just moments ago. She clenched her eyes closed even tighter than before and swallowed the urge to cry.
Marik breathed upon her skin, still nibbling here and raising, causing goosebumps to glide up and down Serenity's entire form.
The demon started murmuring words in a language that she could not understand; Marik continued nuzzling Serenity's neck gently, lips brushing against porcelain skin as softly as butterfly wings against a flower's petal.
Smiling viscously against the bare throat, the Darkness bit down hard enough to draw blood.
She cried out in pain, feeling the crimson fluid run endlessly down her neck, towards her chest and becoming a never ending flow
"Stop it!" Serenity cried out desperately, fighting tooth and nail against Marik's hold on her. The demon smiled broadly at the girl's attempts to escape and let go of his hold on her.
"You cannot deny me, my dear."
"What do you know about me, you creature?" She hissed at the demon in human form. "You don't know anything about me! You know nothing about me! I am nothing like you and I shall never become anything like you! I will NOT accept Oblivion – I WILL NOT!"
The demon was not phased by the girl's outburst.
In fact…
He was rather pleased…
Quite pleased…
"No, you are not," Marik retorted, smiling beautifully. The eye of Horus that graced his forehead glowed a little bit brighter, casting his face in shadow and masking the emotions traveling across his face like lightning.
"No, you are not,"
He repeated.
"At least... not yet."
He took Serenity's mouth with his own, like so many times before – possessively, wantonly, full of greed and hunger and wanting more and more of her with every second passing. As this is going on, Serenity tries and tries to resist, failing to push her him, her arms, her whole body exhausted, emotionally, physically, mentally, everything is exhausted – broken down. Soon Marik's tongue slithers into the hot cavern that is Serenity's mouth, and this action makes Serenity even weaker as her equilibrium fails her.
And, just as quickly, Marik released her lips, took her shoulders with both hands, and shoved Serenity onto the white ground, the sound rhythmically bouncing off and echoing countless times in the Tower.
Just like what she did to him.
Dear God…
Please help me…
"You and I both belong to the Darkness that is Oblivion, my dear Serenity, and you and I shall both find that within our union, when we become one, my sweet, my little one…." He giggled happily then, staring at the girl that was sprawled out underneath him, and his blood-violet eyes lit with a malevolency she had never seen or encountered before.
"Darkness is beautiful, my dear Serenity, just like you. So beautiful, so gorgeous, so irresistible…my little one... And now I shall make you one with the Darkness."
Her breath hitched.
No…
He couldn't…
His body was almost cat-like, sinuous and sleek, his smile widening as he straddled the girl, his facial expression mocking and cruel. "You cannot escape me and the blackness that haunts you, my dear…. and, the truth is, you do not want to…. "
It was inevitable.
They were going to end up in the same position, the same scenario as they always had. Animalistic lust, masochistic and sadistic desires trumping any common reason or decency.
It was the cycle that they had, the little game that they played – that they both enjoyed.
They enjoyed giving in to their most primal of emotions, of physicality and everything intertwined with the sick and despicable web that they had caught themselves in, amidst the tragedy, the innocence lost along the way.
But it left a mark upon her, a horrible mark that could never be healed or washed away, a mark that would curse her to forever remember those dark things she had witnessed, the atrocities that he had done, and what was done to her by his own hand.
He took his hands off of her shoulders and placed them on both of her wrists, leaning down so he would trail his hot and wet tongue on her cheek, feeling her form tremble in disgust and what had appeared to be mixed with delight.
This was too good to let go.
He then trailed his tongue down to her neck, her skin marked by sweat but still beautiful in its porcelain shade of her flesh, her body quaking with what was to come.
Without anything to hold him back, Marik quickly unzipped the front of his khaki trousers, unsheathing his member, which had become stiff and erect with the prospect of the darkness taking them both into the Oblivion.
Serenity shut her eyes – she knew what was coming, but she couldn't break free from it, from him.
She felt his rough hands pull up the length of her short red dress, leaving her exposed and vulnerable, just as she was at the other times he took her.
The tip of his member placed itself near the opening of her womanhood.
She seized up.
A tear blurred her already obscured vision.
He smiled sadistically.
He then thrust his member into her womanhood, almost cruelly; the contact and stimuli making her quake and tremble from deep within and from the outside. She suppressed a cry of pain/desire as this took place.
The feeling…
Him inside of her…
It was very familiar…
It shouldn't have been…
She shouldn't be used to him taking her…
Over and over...
Yet very foreign to her.
He invaded her every time this happened…
And she let him do it…
But…
She couldn't…
He wouldn't…
Let him do this…
Not again…
It mustn't…
It wouldn't….
Not now…
Not then…
Not ever again!
The coil…
The coil…
The coil…
Tightening…
Tightening…
Tightening…
A wheel spinning…
Turning…
A clock turning its hand…
Turning…
Twisting...
NOT…
EVER….
AGAIN!
Snap.
"NO! NO! NO NO NONONONONONONONONONO NONO NO NO NO NO NO NO! Can't can't can't can't can't can't can't! I WON'T LET YOU! WON'T LET YOU! NO NO NO NO NO NO NONONO NO~! NO! CAN'T! DON'T TOUCH ME DON'T LOOK AT ME DON'T HURT ME! DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T DON'T! NOOO!"
With what strength she had left inside her, Serenity used her upper body and her arms to sit up, him still connected to her, and lean in to him, pushing him so he would be caught off guard, his eyes wide in disbelief but still tinged with lust, and fall onto his back.
She was on top of him now.
What was to expect from one who preyed on who they consider weak.
"NO MORE! I will be NOT be a plaything, a toy to you ANY MORE!"
With her words loud as the church bells of a holy land, echoing and bouncing off the walls of the core of the Duel Tower, the demon couldn't help but be enthused by her anger.
Aroused almost…
She felt him twitch inside of her, a tinge of great anguish and pleasure amalgamating and was the aide memoire of what caused her such beautiful agony.
She moved upon him, taking her hands upon his wrists, a feeling of déjà vu washing over her before a great sensation shook her to the core as she kept moving, his member still inside her and what sensation kept building and pressing where it mattered the most, rage and longing twisting and brimming over her thought processes as she continued to voice what she had kept inside her for too long.
"Don't you get – uh- it yet, you disg-uh-usting piece of filth? I am not your plaything – oh – I AM NOT your toy, and I am in your grasp no longer! Do you – uh- get it now? Do you understand, you creature!"
The building agony kept brimming and brimming as she moved on top of him, a seemingly endless movement becoming a cacophony as the rage swirled into lust of the pleasure that she enjoyed from him and the hatred she felt for herself for becoming this person.
This person…
This person…
Who loved…
Who loved.…
The Darkness…
Who relished in it…
The Oblivion…
The sun no longer sets me free…
Serenity stopped for the final time at that darkened thought.
She looked down to see the demon underneath her.
His smile had deepened and twisted, turning sadistic.
Marik blinked wide, catching his breath from her halted movements, seemingly guiltless eyes and looked up at Serenity from beneath soot-black lashes. "Ahhhh… I think that it's time for you to wake up now, my little one."
He bared his fang-like teeth, grinning wickedly at her confused, compromised gaze.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Her breath caught in her throat.
The demon purred in delight and darted forward, razor-sharp teeth ripping through the silk front of her red dress to bite into the flesh underneath. She screamed in agony, head snapping back and falling backward to slam against the hard ground. Blood flowed freely from her wound, and was just as quickly lapped up by a pink tongue.
He moved again inside her, the pace of his movements quickening with every thrust he bombarded within her, moving her form up and down up and down up and down almost rhythmically. She struggled against him, her strangled whimpers and moans emitting from her and coming out as a mix between disgust and ecstasy all together.
He kept moving, vocalizing deep low groans of the twisted pleasure that he had sought through this entire time of the oblivion, the Almost-Eden that was allowed to continue on as the darkness proceeded to consume what was left of her sanity and of his lifeblood that he sacrificed for the sake of the Oblivion, that dark dream that brought a cloud of that darkness to the sky.
As he continued to thrust inside her, she arched up to him, her struggling noises of disgust turning to moans of sheer and utter bliss, containing herself no longer, her noises ragged and breathy as long as the movements continued to ravage her.
Ravage her heart and soul.
Thus, she continued to tilt my head back, rejoicing in the savagery of his darkness. It was like this the other times he took her, but never for this long, never this chaotically.
A cacophony of her sweet, high moans twisted themselves with his rough and ragged grunts as they continued to become one in the act that was indomitable as they were in the Oblivion.
The rhythm became quick and seamless; the invisible beat getting stronger and stronger, each movement, and the friction between them harder and rougher than before. The girl's hands reached the demon's hips and grabbed onto them as she participated in the friction that was within them, thrusting her own hips up into the handsome demon, their rhythm in sync now, their bodies meshing, connected, everything blurred, a sheen of sweat forming on their bodies face eyelids skin back, a mess of synapses, pleasure pain pleasure pain pleasure pleasure pleasure…
He thrust inside her, and she screamed.
After every thrust, she cried out, the sensations of pleasure and pain unbearable and aching for release.
Not the release he wanted, but what she wanted.
Freedom.
She wanted to be free from him, but he held on too tightly.
He kept fucking her senseless, the bed beginning to move beneath her.
It was horrifying.
A nightmare.
A horrible nightmare.
It was cathartic and pure insanity.
She couldn't even breathe…
He was too caught in his ecstasy.
She was in agony.
The descent to hell was soon.
Very soon.
He couldn't stop, mumbling and uttering the language she couldn't understand in rapture.
She wanted him to stop.
But there was no stopping it.
Fire all at once.
Fire and endless pain.
Warped, whipped and tormented inside and out.
He thrust into her, feeling her warmth around him, shuddering with every thrust he gave her.
Nirvana….
She wailed to the heavens above her, pleading them to take her from the hell that she was in.
Yes.
This was her hell.
This was her hell.
His creation of darkness.
Her prison.
Her agony and pleasure rolling into one.
Nirvana.
Oblivion.
It all made sense now.
Senses….
Tingling….
She was falling….
Still falling….
His hell to her.
It was too late for her.
She would never be free.
No salvation.
No end in sight.
No sight of Death to take her.
He….
The monster….
He was taking her!
She wanted him to stop.
She wanted him to vanish.
This was happening again.
She was taken by him.
She enjoyed such rapture.
She hated that she enjoyed it.
She absolutely hated it.
But she still trembled in ecstasy…
She still did…
She still trembled..
Perfect, it was too perfect.
As soon as she felt it in the bottom of her core, the building of what could be beautiful agony had finally merged to become finally blinded her and the demon together.
A burst of flaring heat…
White hot heat rushing throughout…
She threw her head back and uttered a long, blissful moan that painted what true beautiful agony upon her, the white light blinding her and taking her in its threshold.
She cried out in both agony and in high rapture, arching against him, what she did not want him to see.
He saw her.
The demon snapped his head back and released a deep long roar of completion, releasing the pearlescent fluid that made her connected to him once more.
Complete…
Whole…
Almost a part of Nirvana…
Everything turned white and shattered, just like that.
Everything turned white and shattered, just like that.
Serenity felt herself fall back onto the ground, trying in vain to catch her breath in the haze of such an afterglow, feeling the demon pull his now limp member out of her so he would fall back onto the ground also.
The sound of their breathing was the only sound in the core of the tower, sounds of an afterglow.
An afterglow..
Her heart kept beating wildly..
Her eyes watery with burning tears of shame..
But this is the only time that she felt complete.
Cold...
Cold...
Cold and alone…
And locked deep…
Within a twisted and evil mind…
Can't escape…
No…
Can't escape..
Can't escape…
Want to escape…
But can't.
Stuck.
Captured.
Imprisoned within a glass cell.
Pleasepleasepleaseplease come for the darkness!
She tried to sit up, her body aching and bruised from the demon's pleasurable onslaught upon her, looking down and lifting her hands.
Her hands were cracked and bled crimson.
The demon breathed heavily, no doubt satiated by their latest endeavor, the true Oblivion whirring and conjoins itself within his mind.
He let a grin slither in his lips.
Marik lifted himself up to see Serenity sitting up and resting her head upon her knees, her hair dirty again and in a mess of itself.
She was broken.
He broke her.
He chewed her up and then spit her out.
It was a beautiful sight to see her in such a state.
Oblivion had taken her.
He crawled over to her, lifted her hand with a tanned finger, and placed a hand on her cheek, leaning in to lick her bruised face, his tongue leaving a wet trail on her flesh before looking back into her red-hazel eyes.
"My dear Serenity… are you quite finished?"
She blinked, tilted her head to one side and replied:
"Yes…Yes I am.."
In a blink of an eye…
It happened so fast…
She flew out a hand, grabbing the millennium rod kept at the demon's belt loop, unsheathed the blade, and proceeded to run the sharp object through his chest, crimson blood flowing from the wound, onto the blade and onto her already bleeding hand.
Her eyes darkened.
His eyes darkened as well.
Crimson flowed freely from his mouth, dribbling down his chin and the drop of crimson marking the white ground.
No longer was it white.
"That is true Oblivion, Marik." She said, her voice void of any emotion whatsoever.
The demon looked up at her, his eyes wide to the point where there were no eyes, only pinpoints of white.
He grinned.
"So…you've finally figured it out, dear Serenity," He whispered to her, his voice crackling and blood dripping from his lips, staining the white floor crimson even more so.
"I'm impressed – you have outdone yourself. Oblivion does become you….Serenity…"
Before she would react, the demon used his hand to pull out hers so that he would let the golden weapon penetrate her chest and go in deeper to the hilt of the weapon as blood flowed what seemed to be in an endless stream.
Her eyes widened.
Her breath was cut short, a bubble caught in her throat and never to burst.
She shook violently, death coming sooner than she thought to claim her.
He smiled grimly.
The crimson seemed to have stopped flowing.
His eyes went black.
"So you see…my dear….my…beloved…I am….not….immortal…"
He released a long, heavy breath before falling lifelessly to the ground next to her, his form fading away into dust, into nothingness, and into the shadows from whence he came.
She looked at the demon in awe and in a mix of relief and sadness.
He….
He…
He was…
Dead…
No…
No more…
Now….
It was…
It was…
Her turn…
To…
To…
The tears that burned in her eyes flowed freely.
A smile…
The first smile she had ever since this occurred…
A smile of acceptance fluted across her face…
A light…
It was…
Shining…
Brightly for her…
For her…
"Serenity!"
She looked up..
A hand was outstretched for her…
"Sis, it's me…"
Serenity felt more tears flow down her face.
Joey..
Her dear brother…
'Joey…"
"Sis, take my hand…'
Serenity lifted her hand.
The tears coming down even more…
Tears of happiness…
"Joey…I'm right….here…"
"Come on, sis – I've missed you..."
The light shined even brighter now.
But she still saw him.
Her hand outstretched even more now.
"I'm….I'm ready."
She took his hand, and the light enveloped them both.
With this, the tapestry that had been Serenity's life fades to black, as she accepts her new calling in the skies.
Her new beginning was about to blossom.
It was only….the beginning.
Owari
Soundtrack:
Chapter 20
"Genroin" Haketa Takefumi, Vampire Knight Guilty OST
"Falling Inside The Black" Skillet
"Oasis" Tarja Turunen
"Silent Slumber – A God That Breeds Pestilence" Elend
"The Departure" Haketa Takefumi, Vampire Knight Guilty OST
"Les Mémoires Blessées" Dark Sanctuary
"Snow White" BUCK-TICK
"Endlessly" Yuki Kajiura, Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles OST
"Kaze Nagi" Suga Shikao
A/N: I never thought I'd see the day where I finished this story once and for all. I started this when I first started writing fanfiction, that being three years ago, as an homage to my favorite pairing. It was a huge task and for a while I forgot about it. I wanted to expand the story, but life got in the way, denying me the easy task of writing more chapters. But then I became involved in it, and the world which I put those two characters in became more and more real.
While writing Serenity, I used my own mindset of blaming myself for what bad things had happened and the feeling of being trapped in a world I can't escape from. For Marik I used not being able to come to acceptance and with my own inclination towards sadomasochism. It was easy to get into character, and in a way, I tackled some of my own problems.
Of course, this was always just a hobby. It was just for fun, even though I sometimes lose sleep over updating. I've met so many people through this fanfic, and fandom, and those who reviewed the story, helped me write and get through this story in those times when I couldn't write for days, and would like to thank all of you. That really meant a lot to me. I'm really sad that it's over, but I'll be working on other things now, so be on the look-out.
But I guess it's time to finally let things die. I put Serenity through so much, and this is finally the end. It was inevitable, and I'm happy about the conclusion. This fic has etched a milestone in my writing, and helped me evolve so much. I'll really miss it, and what I gained from it. But fandom is fandom, and every story must come to an end.
-Julie