Chapter 86

I was different, that much I could gather I wanted to see my appearance in a mirror but there was none.

I paced the small room constantly making the wood floor almost lose its natural patterns because of the constant rubbing of my bare feet.

There was no one to talk to or to ask. There was no hunger, no pain, no boredom, no thirst, no sleep, no nothing… No emotions what so ever.

The suspension of emotions, of needing, of wanting was just not there… All it took was his words and I was alone.

I sat, I stood, and I even crouched on the corners. The only knowledge of time passing was the rotting of my flesh, I saw how part of the skin from my sides withered up and then fell off, I rubbed my nose and with the passing of time it just became an exposed bone. I bend down to look at my feet and they too had been exposed to this agony…

As the seasons passed it did nothing to my mind, I kept alive and lucid, and I kept all my memories and dreams, all the aches of the past where like phantoms lingering in my insides.

After awhile I had a routine. I would sit on the farthest corner of the room as the shadows would pick in from the outside, although I was never sure if it was them looking inside or looking out. From time to time, then the darkness would engulf me again and I would pace the room, after I could no longer see the walls from the dizziness, I would scratch the wall to make a mark dating the day as if it would be passed, after some time I started making images again, the walls seamed to give when I would scratch them constantly so after awhile his eyes would look at me, his hands could be position at my shoulders, his body even from the dark matter that I had carved it from would support my arms and I would hold it for comfort, but what comfort was there needed in this place if suspension was all there was?

In this place of nothingness.

This place where I was held, at times it was obvious that I wasn't alone, since I could hear the moans and grunts of others, scratches coming from the walls, bumps and crashes sometimes accompanied by words in other languages, but never anything I could understand.

I was lost, or maybe found; I was suffering or maybe healing. I was punished or maybe awarded… Too many ifs… Too many questions unanswered and all at the tip of my tongue, but nothing or no one ever approached me since that day when I was taken and brought here.

The heat of my skin that once protected me from danger, now it seamed to be eating me up from the inside out; I was suffering with out any pain. I had been looking but not really seeing anything concrete.

But at times I could make out some light from that tiny window that I could remember once being bigger… Big enough to let me through it; but now it seamed to only hold me in.

I never spoke, I never uttered a word, or a noise, of that I was certain.

What would it change?

How would I get out of this?

Even if this place was a desolated hell. Why was I here?

And, when would I be out?

Or, if I was ever going to be out?

Who would want me like this?

I was sure that my body was no longer alive, the flesh had been rotting and falling of my bones, after today's new image… yes that was the only thing that made me move after the shadows where gone from sight. The images on my walls, they where overlapping at this point and I had started to make them on the floor and ceiling, my hands and feet could hold me suspended over the walls for long periods of time in which I used to scratch his face into the dull material of the ceiling, his eyes changed several times, I could see him clearly, I could tell even his age. At this time he was now a young adult, strong and sure.

His abilities where now surfacing and humans where scared. I knew this.

They all knew, and soon there would be another gathering and another dual, the rumble would start as had it always been, or at leased how I had seen it done several times now. The windows would grow larger and the shadows would beckon us out, the first few times I was too numb to do anything or to even understand what this was, or what was happening.

So I stayed petrified inside this little hole I called my own, and never even ventured to look at what the noises where, by the fourth or fifth time, I finally got the courage to pick outside the grown window and there I saw how beast-like figures surrounded a small circular type room, the windows all lite up from the inside where I supposed the beings had come from.

Backs against the grey walls, all solemnly standing or kneeling some missing legs, or arms, others with barely a human feature to there faces but the body almost animal-like. There they all waited for the command, I never heard any noises until it was almost over, the two figures where summon to the center and as a small flash of white light displayed from a nearby object in the hand of the hooded men that had kept us all here; the beast-like subject commenced circling eachother and clawing at the air in an aggressive way. The taller one with deep blue eyes connected against the rotting flesh of the torso of his opponent and there he took his advantage to use all the force in his other arm that still encased the bones by some type of fleshy material and swung his also claw-like fist against the other's face and effectively slamming the whole body against the gray wall, the ones standing or kneeling there where all crushed under the weight of the crumbled competitor.

"You may choose, freedom of servitude in a human form or finish your sentence here in the vowels… think wisely for there be no coming back, yourself maybe lost as soon as the human realm is entered" Everyone could hear in a non voice from the hooded man guiding everyone. The tall beast-like figure panted from the strength used to fight its chance out.

His head had been lowered and his body bowed in servitude…

"It has been chosen" The voice of one of the hooded men rumbled loudly into the room.

One of the figures approached me and with chains and iron cuffs I was restrained and taken from the circle. The tall figure then raised it's head and the deep blue eyes pierced into mine, the sneer that spread against his lips that where almost black send shivers down my spine, the deep rumble that suddenly came into my head, unmasked it self and gave way to words.

"Find him and bring him back, don't let anyone deter you from your mission, and tell my human self to not fall pray into despair that the child will come that he must take care of her, they will have there desired little one, he mustn't take her into that office building, most souls that inhabit this place are cause to be here by them…Don't let it happen Bella, we know you, we've seen you, he will need your strenght and forgiveness"