So quickly it all happend. Only a swift blur in my memory; cast into a darkness of thought and hate. I could barely feel my body as I watched Cassandra's bloody form upon the marble floor; the frosted hissing off the floor beneath my feet. I could feel the warm blood flowing down my back and neck; my legs wabbling with exostion; my remaining strength crumbling under the intence pressure. Cassandra's golden locks were matted thickly; her white lenins painted in her own blood.
Her hand sprung to life as she struggled with her last moments to her feet. I narrowed my eyes and clutched my only dagger in my blood stained hands; hunching over in stance. ".............do you really think that you can keep going like this?" I smirked; the intoxicating feeling of anguish and hatred was my crutch of life. Her face was hidden under a curtain of blonde; her arms hanging loosly from her shoulders. "........don't take it personally." I smirked and spit blood to the side shamelessly. "........revenge is undying.....and," I huffed intimidatingly," .......it is only natural....to win, you must....sacrifice." She looked up wearily. ".........and I.......," I felt my eyes swelling with my unconscious insanity," ......I have nothing.......left......to hold me back." I cracked into laughter; stumbling back slightly. I smirked,"...........for I......have... NOTHING."
She eyed me apathetically; her essance was painted weary in anguish. I didn't bother being cautious anymore; her mortal body hanging to life by it's last thread. It all was beyond pleasing; seeing her dying form at my mercy; hanging from the last ounce of energy she posessed. "............Memories........moments in time...........and so it goes.....time goes by........as once upon a time......" I smirked. "....but I will never let yours....end......with 'happily ever after'." I thrusted my hand out and cought her throat; pulling her taller form to meet me eye to eye. I smirked and searched her eyes for despiration.
She coughed softly,".............why?.......because....your story.....will never...either?"
Unconscious with anger, I slung her limp form into the marble wall of the grand hall with abnormal energy; quickly grabbing her face and thrusting it back into the hard wall. I strongly gripped her face, pulling her towards me with a sinister smirk. "......it is my way of life; to take away from you......everything I myself cannot have....and the compelling sensation of hatred that never goes AWAY!" I snapped and threw her face into the floor brutally.
I could feel my heart sufficating with the overwhelming essance of pure bliss that seemed to cling to me. I laughed under my breathe and watched her struggling; grabbing her by the collor and pulling her into my eyes. She eyed me weakly; barely open in exostion,"............I can help you.....why won't you accept it?"
I felt my chest grow with tension and the feeling of guilt pleaguing my thoughts. I slowly released her collor and watched her as I took a stumble back; my eyes now uncertain and cought in the sadness that leaked from my memory. "........I want to help you," she murmured again.
I smirked carelessly. "...........no......no you can't." She looked at me in concern. "........no. Heh.....no one...can feel this kind of pain.....this.....anger." I closed my eyes without care; my hand uncontrolably pulled the dagger before my face. ".......you can't imagine.....the darkness...." I openned my eyes to her lingering presence; the blade running deep into my wrist. ".........the feeling....of being forsaken."
"Linnel.....stop it-"
"WHY SHOULD I?!" I snapped at her protest; my eyes burning with anguish. She murmured my name softly and I felt my lips crack into laughter under my breathe; the sting of my eyes as I watched the painted floor. I cracked an empty smile from the depth of my insanity,".......I don't want your hand....this time.......even the gods.....can't...save me now....." I felt my true sorrow slip from my eyes. "..........I don't want.....to be saved."
She charged and I didn't care to move; only to be cought in her arms; pulling me into an embrace. I froze and she brought us to our knees; craddling my head over her shoulder caringly. I felt my mind swept empty and deserted; my heart in shock. How could she? I...I am a bloody murderer......a forsaken soul! How? I felt her breathes bitterly quaking; her heart racing intensely. ".......killing me will not make a difference......" I felt myself tremble at her words. ".......Bakura....will never...love you." My eyes flared in animosity; a surge of something more than adrenoline spurred my hate and I quivered with an uncontroled smile.
"................then I swear," I secretly clutched my dagger and continued apathetically,".......I'll kill.......you.....ALL." I snapped and thrusted my dagger deep into her gut; pushing her whole body violently into the ice coated wall. Her face was frozen in suprise and blood seeped from her lips. I chuckled under my breathe, quaking with my dying body. She slumped downward as I pressed all my strength into my jagged dagger.
She trembled and quaked but looked up into my eyes,".............They say love carries you home.. you haven't been carried by him ever..so you actually think he'll carry you to happiness? Do lie to yourself."
My eyes blurred with rage and unspeakable hate; pulling my dagger upward violently; grabbing her face under her jaw and slinging her brutally; my eyes throbbing with tears," My happieness lies in him!!!" I sent her flying into the feet of Seth with bone cracking force.
I felt my body going numb; the uncontrolable lust of vengence and hate surged through me like a pulse. I walked casually to her and threw her up by the hair, punching her into the marble stairs that led to the pharaoh's throne; blood spashing the white drapes in deep crimson. I cracked a smile of arrogence. ".........I will make him see.......," I ignored my tears and looked up at her with a twisted smile. ".........I tell you, Cassandra......," I could feel her blood running down my face," .......I will show you........what it means....," I smirked maliciously and spread my fingers to my side,"....to suffer!"
Blood fell like a fountain; her eyes glazed and glossy as I held my hand thrusted into her chest. I could feel the throbbing of her heart against my palm as I breathed huskily; my body quaking in exostion. Her body was tense and she softend her eyes in my gaze. Blood began to pour from her mouth and she smiled peacefully,"..........it's easy......Linnel.....easy," she choked into a murmur," ....as easy......as.....life."
I felt her heart slowing and I took one last sinister chuckle and pulled her eye to eye with me. "...........and may...the blood I have spelt.....throughtout my micerable life.....be a reminder to me.....that I.....am forever.....shackled." I eyed her sturnly and with a swift pull, I yanked my hand out. Her body instantly hit it's knees and she looked up at me solemly; a fading smile playing her lips before her eyes rolled and her body hit the floor in a blood heep.
Atemu's eyes were frozen in a mix of disbelieve and horror as he posed in a kneel. I turned sharply; my lips playing a minacing smile; my hand trembling with the still beating heart. He narrowed his eyes and he groaned as he reached his feet. "....you," I started; my body ached bitterly,"........you can't run anymore." Atemu eyed me sturnly but clutched his staff. His face was dotted in spashes of dried blood; his abs wrapped in soaked lenins; everything from his arms to his feet was coated in think trails of blood. I smirked and clenched the lifeless heart; the statue of Seth loaming over me.
".....do you really think......killing me........will make him happy....Linnel?" I raised a brow in confusion but paced towards him. "Does servitude to him give you anything?" he continued; his eyes filled with apathy. "........you are a fool." I smirked and crushed the dead organ in my hand before stopping feet away from him.
I smirked arrogantly. "You call me......a fool for loving the impossible." I slung the pieces of flesh and clotted blood to my feet. ".......but this fool.....has nothing left......to lose." I clutched my dagger and watched his life hang carelessly from it's last threads.
He smiled lightly and dropped his staff; his eyes planted to the floor. ".........don't let him be the only reason.....you choose," he looked up,"....to live." I glared and took a swift punch to his face.
"........I choose to live.......for a dream," I looked him in the eyes. I grabbed him by the throat and slung him into the throne; with an energy that was not my own. I eyed him as I fallowed, kicking Cassandra's lifeless body to the side. I pushed him into the chair and cornored him; my hands planted harshly against his wrists. He didn't move. I felt my eyes softening and my true sorrow slipping through my fingers. ".........throughtout...my whole life.....I have been unselfish.....and patient. And the one thing I wanted," my eyes bled with tears,"....the one......DAMN thing...I wanted." I held my dagger to his throat. "......had to be........the one...thing........," he looked at me with a peaceful gaze,"........the one thing....I.....could never...have."
Blood trickled down the millenium puzzle; running between it's intricut pieces. Atemu's eyes were hazy and planted softly in mine. He smiled calmly and his head fell into my shoulder limply. I felt my eyes burning and my heart throbbing. He grunted weakly as he placed a hand on my arm,".........death....be not...proud, Linnel. Don't let yours.....be....for nothing."
View User's Journal
.....I found a place inside my head......and.....it's empty.....
 |
Linnel
Community Member |
