Truth of the Heartless Outcast
Darkness lingered the cold, quiet room. Traveling every corner and every crack that was seen. As if light had been engulfed by the heartless darkness. Tough to see where to go so pain wasn't caused, every step determined safety; The dark seemed as if it were waiting to cause pain, it watched and walked along side of others.
Gasping for air, each breath took time away from living. Stinging the lungs, as each breath was taken, blood oozed down from the deep gashes. Throat slit open as well as the torso, blood traveled down to the steel ground below. Trailing light red streaks down her clothes and exposed snow white skin. Rusty, old razor wire cut into her pale skin, ripping some of the clothing hugging her. The thorns pierced her skin, causing suffering.
Running a little before hearing the choking sound was a figure who turned back and surprised by her sight. The figure was identified as Zelzex. Behind her was another figure who looked to see the horrifying sight. His name was Xenix. Both stood a few feet away, yet shared the same deadly sight. The echoing of their shoes and boots tapping the floor had stopped. Everything began to grow quiet.
As soon as their eyes grew used to the dark, they realized who was gasping for air. Shocked, their eyes widened as Zelzex's thoughts were out loud, "X..." she whispered. Xenix couldn't believe who was there either.
As X stared blindly into the shadows of death, she managed to speak a few words, "don't go on." Clutching the wall behind her, pain severely cut into her lungs, yet went on. "Danger meets on," she choked her words out, "while death awaits for your arrival."
Xenix glanced at Zelzex who was a few feet away, keeping her gaze on X. Xenix closed his eyes to almost slits and questioned, "how would you know?" He snarled being stern. Zelzex looked at him and noticed his question was reasonable, then gazed back at X.
The shadow that was covering X's face was now revealed as X gazed up blankly toward Xenix's voice. Her right eye was punchered with a shard of glass and razor wire around it. Blood soaked the right side of her face. Red streaks ran down that side. X's left eye was blind, showing no emotion. The razor wire had made gashes along her face as well. They looked as if someone had whipped her with a sharp knife.
"It was true that I worked for Nero, " X stated, "but it was only to reveal the truth of my life." She dropped her head and began, "however, he tricked me that he was going to help me know. I was a fool to believe someone as sly as him." As she explained, Zelzex and Xenix listened carefully, nodding in belief and understanding. Groaning a little in pain she exclaimed, "let me tell you the truth of my life story. I've told lies to many to keep them from me being in trouble."
Zelzex widened her eyes, taken aback, "you're telling me that you've been telling nothing but lies to us!?" She growled as she took a few steps forward, yet Xenix grabbed her arm, making her stop. Zelzex glanced over her shoulder to look at him, waiting for an explanation. He gazed into her eyes as he claimed, "listen to what she has to say." Zelzex wasn't believing what he had sad, but nodded and looked back at the torn X.
"The lies that I've told, "she gasped for breath trying to finish her sentence, " weren't complete lies, nor weren't the complete truth." Xenix let go of Zelzex's arm, letting fall back to her side. X raised her head a bit as she spoke, " my time is now. I don't mind though because my friends are waiting for me, " tears began to sparkle down to the floor as her voice shook while she finished, " same with my lover. I love him so much...he died in front of my eyes...by..." unable to finish her sentence she let her tears fall as she whispered, "...by saving my life."
Zelzex stood shocked, while feeling sypathy for X. Imagining what would happen if it happened to her, she clenched her fists looking down at the obscene ground. Xenix stood in silence waiting for her to speak again.
Tears still rolling down her blood stained cheeks, X began again. "My life story had ended long ago," she remembered as memories flashed back. "I died once, but Nero brought me back to life so I could fulfill his destiny."
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Real impressive though! 3nodding I love how you portrayed everything! I hope you'll continue this further *nod*
lolz, i guess great mind think alike xd I was just about to post what i had of my story in my journal. o.o