A/N-Just a bit of a warning it gets a bit bloody
My body coursed with fire as I felt the psychic connection in my mind break and I fell into the now disgusting arms of Sanguine and lost consciousness.
Waking up I saw for the first time the waste land I was in, we were now in an old, bare warehouse, tinted windows lessening the sunlight coming through and making the artificial orange light above me seem violent and almost maddening how it swung gently just above my head. I tried to move and sit up but the old leather straps on my arm stopped me and I stopped struggling the second I heard the first crisp click of a heel on the stone floor. Out of the corner of my eye I could see little sparks flying off of his shoes, the obnoxious metal heel pronouncing the purpose in his step. He appeared over her face and his eyes had an emotion somewhere in between madness and love.
"Oh you are the perfect weapon." He drawled, each word like a knife being dragged down a chalkboard. "Roman has such a lovely plan but it's far too small. Dust? I can get that so easily but something like you, untapped energy, it's almost beautiful." A skeletal finger dragged its way up my face and tapped sharply on my forehead. "I'm gonna crack you open, tap the energy and break your little spine. There's a war coming River." I flicked my eyes to him, renewed hope sparking up.
"Are you from the military, are you going to use me to help fight the opposition, I can help fight the evil!" I exclaimed and his ghastly smile widened, I shrunk as far down into the bed as possible and his echoing laugh rang around the warehouse. "No my dear, I am the opposition and the military are the evil ones, so in a sense yes," he hit the light above me and it swung wildly, the light making his face swim in and out of focus, nauseating me. "You will be fighting the evil, by destroying everything."
I cowered into the bed, turning my head to the side so I could, for the first time, see Noir near me, still unconscious but plugged into wires that led to my arm and disappeared under my pale skin. Trying to knock the wires away I began to rub my wrist raw on the restraints and Noir's body jolted, a faint shadow flowing from her wires to my inflamed skin and the skin healed completely. "She had so much power in her so I tried but unfortunately failed to explode it to the levels I need to destroy this world. But do not worry my dear, for she will serve a glorious purpose and heal you."
"She has a name." I grunted and tried to slam my knee up to hit him but the restraints once again stopped me. Suddenly I saw Horati and Silver writhing in pain, engulfed by a magical flame which couldn't be quenched before flicking back into reality. "How dare you try and kick me! I am helping you!" He stomped his foot angrily and the metal heel rung loudly against the floor making me flinch. He pinched the bridge of his nose and breathed in slowly. "So will you become the weapon this world deserves by force or choice?" I spat up into his face and his eyes looked like they were bleeding, the iris and pupil going blood red.
"You've chosen force I see, this will hurt you, and Noir of course, much more pain than it would have. Though to be honest I really need this, it makes me so happy to see people begging for their lives. Now open up your mind and your soul my most loyal combat accessory… I think I'll use this blade first, and if that doesn't work you can kill your friend."
"Do what you want with me but I will never hurt my friends." I spat out and his head tilted in an almost mechanical manner.
"Oh but you won't even realise you're doing it until it is done."
"Youre boring me." I tried to sound convincing but my voice shook with worry, could she control my actions?
"Here we go!" she cried cheerfully and sliced open my arm with the small straight razor and started writing his name in it. "Look at that River, blue and red go together after all!" I cried out gently as he drew a crude line under the name and my aura started to respond. A strong blue light met with the dark shadows of Noir's and the name faded away to a faint scar.
It had been what felt like years and my aura had been almost completely spent in healing me and by the looks of it, so had Noir's. "Look at her, almost dead from the aura needed to heal you, and yours is nearly there too. I wonder who will snap first?" He giggled manically and my body shook from the blood loss but I said nothing as he continued his crazy methods, I could feel something within me waiting to break, one word and I would become an all-consuming ball of rage, destroying everything before finally myself. But that was what she wanted me to do. My mind kept flicking back to meeting Horati on the plane, meeting Noir in the bathroom and Silver at the big sleepover. At least Noir wouldn't know what had happened, she couldn't hate me in the last few moments of her life, but Horati could, and so could Silver, I was sure they would. My closest friends in this school and they would die hating me.
Suddenly I was pushed harshly down onto the bed by Sanguine and the cutting over my abdomen stopped. "Found it." I tried to look uninterested but my pained and stretched mind couldn't stop the quizzical expression from showing on my tear stained face. "Your worst fear, them hating you and you not being able to do anything about it. How quaint!" He rubbed his hands "I wonder." They connected to my face with sparks of red energy and I felt my blood boil and I fell out of this world and into another.
This was not fun to write and just goes to show what sleep deprivation does to the mind- tschuss