Number six: Darkness.
Pairing: None.
A/N: I just read over the previous chapters of this story and my Lord, they're really quite terrible: I apologise. I'll try to make them better, promise!
Also, it's still not letting me add the little dividing line that separates notes form the story, so if anyone has any ideas on how to fix it, then please PM me.
Disclaimer: See chapter one.
The earth shook violently, huts and trees falling to the ground with loud crashes, the villagers running around wildly, desperately trying to get away from the danger of the earthquake.
Inside one of the collapsed huts, a young boy of no more than twelve struggled to free his leg from the roof that had fallen onto him. He could feel bones breaking and blood pouring from the gashes that covered his body, he could see his dead sister and mother – only feet away from where he lay trapped – their bodies mangled from the debris, their screams still echoing around his head. He was scared, he was in pain, he was desperate.
He turned his body at an awkward angle to better free his leg, turning away from the doorway, which was still partially open; his only escape route.
While trying to push the thick logs that had once sheltered him and his family from the weather off of his leg, a man entered the half-standing hut unnoticed. The man glanced dismissively around the remains of the hut, his gaze lingering on the dead bodies – a smile flew to his lips when he saw their faces frozen in pain and fear – then came to rest on the young boy.
His smile grew wider.
The man walked silently over to the boy, stood over him for a minute, watching with amusement as he clawed frantically at his leg, and then cleared his throat.
The young boy whipped around, startled, and the man laughed good naturedly at his expression, "You seem to be in a bit of trouble there." The man pointed to the logs, his voice perfectly mimicking the language of the villagers. The boy nodded, begging the strange man for help, holding out his hands desperately.
The man laughed again, but didn't reach out to the boy: instead, the man went over to the logs and perched himself on top of them. The boy stared at him, still begging, still reaching out, but the man just ignored him. Reaching into his jacket pocket, the man pulled out a heart-shaped watch – a watch, the boy noted with horror, which beat just as a human heart did – and sighed, "Time is almost up, boy."
"NO!" The boy screamed, forgetting his sudden fear for the man, forgetting the pain, forgetting everything, now just desperate to live; to be saved.
"Afraid so," The man tutted, "See?" He hopped off of the logs and walked slowly to the boy, holding out the watch. The boy's expression turned to one of absolute fear when he saw what the watch face showed: a normal clock face was visible, but in front of that a scene was playing out.
In that scene, the boy saw himself lying on the ground, crying and screaming as the man walked out of the hut, laughing as he did, swinging the watch around in large circles on its chain. And then the tremors of the quake became more violent, and the last of the hut fell with a loud bang, fell straight onto the boy, killing him instantly.
The boy glanced fearfully up at the man, "Who, who are you?"
The watch face changed, now glowing a blood red. The man looked down at the boy, his features made all the more fearful from the glow emitting from the watch. He grinned, revealing a set of jagged teeth, his face changing from one of an evil human to one of a demonic monster; the boy shrank away from him, "I'm Destiny."
The man laughed as the boy stared at him disbelievingly, and then, as the ground began to shake more fiercely than before, the man turned and walked out of the hut, just as he had in the scene the watch revealed.
The boy realised this and, with utter panic, began to cry and scream out, pleading for the man to come back, to save him. But the man ignored him. He stepped over the debris in the doorway, laughing all the while, swinging his pocket-watch. The ground shook once again and finally the last of the hut fell, crushing the boy and ceasing his cries.
The last thing the boy saw was the evil grin of Destiny as he disappeared into the darkness.