From Thread: Awakened Fri Jun 15, 2012 10:42:13 PM
What I really want to know is where I am.
I stifle a crackling groan and attempt to open my eyes. The eyelids were terribly heavy. Both personal surveillance pieces refuse to listen and a film of black remains. That’s when realization hits like an iron fist. My eyes ARE open.
I try to double over as the strike comes at full force. But straps only enable my head, back, knees and hands to lift off the metallic bed. Hearing the stretch of leather, I buck against them again. Yet the trammels are too stubborn, rejecting all hopes of freedom.
Anesthetics must have persisted effects for the first few minutes of my barely conscious state. Whatever had been acting as a dam between me and pain all of a sudden broke.
Nearly snapping all of the restraints, I arch farther off the makeshift bed and roll my head back. I clench my teeth together, feeling my eyes widen to twice their size. My very being is flooded and torrents of torture erupt as sweltering tears spring into dry ducts. Cruel waves blast against muscles and lap over bones. Within a second my arms and legs go from frigid to scorching. A tsunami of drilling blades mercilessly washes through my upper body and slashes at my innards.
Or was I actually being stabbed over and over and over again?
But the swelling of a hurricane presses against my cranium with insurmountable pressure and overrides all other sufferings. I thought my skull would rupture. It compels a heart-wrenching outcry to pop my own ear drums and nearly dislocate my jaw. The reverberating sound causes the once still air to tremor. As it echoes I get an idea of how big the room truly is. And how empty.
No longer wanting to feel immense pain, I make an effort to shut myself down. I wait for shrouds of death to devour both my mind and body. Longing to turn into a soulless carcass that has only one purpose – decaying.
“I don’t think so Liam.” I could feel their bitter breath against my forehead. Despite being close, they sounded a hundred feet away.
What was it they had said? Liam? A prick to my gooseflesh causes me to release a sharp gasp, and the previous thought to disperse. It was a familiar sensation with the memory too far behind. A needle?
The fading sound of heavy boots against cement pulsates in my skull. Then I hear a door open and close, the whir of advanced technological locks telling me that the man has left.
I had been so close to leaving my own flesh and escaping this hell. But evil strings ruthlessly tugged and hauled me back. As if someone had filled my system with lead, my blood vessels weigh me down. My rapidly decelerating pulse startled me a bit.
Nerves go on sensory overload as I unwillingly drop back down and relax. Chilling steel against my bare back wasn’t what I wanted at the moment.
At least the previous pain has ebbed to subtle numbness.
Heavy waterworks still stumble their way down quivering cheeks. My chest heaves as I take vigorous inhalations. Speckles of white dance in front of my view and eat away at the shadows. Minor relief washes through me once the sense of sight comes forth. As the light dissipates my focus also settles. Instead of seeing six distorted faces hover overhead, they fuse into a single attractive one.
Soulless eyes act like endless galaxies that gaze down at me. What appear to be black, the pair of irises can be seen with hues of sapphire. Stars of hidden beliefs glisten behind each orb. Distant yet close. Thoughts forever clouded, never to be revealed. Untouchable and unreadable. Each one shimmers with the anguish of being unbearably far away from humanity.
Who do those eyes belong to? Why do they show so much torment?
As if it were a rabid creature, grief claws at my insides with uncomforting potency. Those eyes…they are…mine. Frowning, I scan the rest of the unrecognizable young man in the overhead mirror.
My life used to be simple. In the morning's I'd greet my mom, before running to school so i wasn't late. At school, I'd be teased because I don't have a dad that loves me enough to visit. Then, I'd get detention for punching someone in face. I'd skip detention and catch a ride with my best friend since birth, Ethan. We'd watch horror movies at his house until my mom called, pissed about me getting another detention. Mom would pick me up, lecturing me the whole way home. We'd fight. I'd stomp to my room and draw while mom yelled at me through the door. Eventually, she'd leave. I'd fall asleep with my pencil in my hand. The next morning everything would start over. The only time my day is different is when i make it a whole day with out knocking someone on their ass or i skip school completely. I never realized how much i looked forward to the day being the same until it wasn't. All because i met Him. He was a nice, sweet guy, who seemed trustworthy. Boy, was i wrong. He changed the way i looked at life. He changed my view of things completely. I went from weird and unwanted, to rare and wanted by everyone and everything. My name is Halo Abbey, and I'm hear to tell you how my life was changed from normal, to super natural.
It was a grey Tuesday afternoon, and i was in English. I wasn't paying attention to lesson. I was to busy thinking of all the ways to piss off my mom. You see, me and her had a fight, which was normal. But mom had crossed the line by comparing me to the slug that calls himself my father. I extremely hate the man. He ditched my mom when she got pregnant with me, and still has the ball's to write me every week. Well, her comment pissed me off beyond belief. But the worst part is that she didn't even realize how much passed the line she went. She said i was exactly like him, in every way. I slapped her. So now me and her aren't on speaking terms. And she thinks that it's some kind of punishment. It's more of a blessing.
"Halo." I looked up from my notebook. Mrs.Teacher lady was standing next to my desk and, by her expression, had said my name more than once. I raised an eye brow at her, "Yes, Mrs.Teacher?" She narrowed her eyes at me, obviously not liking the fact that i couldn't remember her name after having her for most the year. Her small frame trembled with suppressed anger. Weird. She's usually so laid back and carefree. I wonder what i did. With a huff, Mrs.Teacher stocked to her desk, scribbled up a detention slip, and held it out to me. Shit, i wonder what made her so mad. I stood up and asked, "What did do, exactly?" She gave a harsh laugh, "Don't play innocent. You know what you did." I shrugged and picked up my stuff. As i grabbed my detention slip, I noticed an evil smile cross her face. Crap, that woman scared me. When i was out of class i looked at the detention slip. I got detention for pulling cruel, and dirty pranks. Wonder when i did that.
Due to my laptop acting like c***, I won't be able to visit here on a regular basis until I either get high speed internet or a new laptop (the former is more likely). So I will see you all in a few months!
Danny walks outside the cave and looks around "so, I am the only one right? no one else?" he said
"Ha, you wish. no my brothers have been given human bodies as well, all of which are probably being trained to go after you, since you ran for it." he said and as he did a huge blast of fire came screeching towards danny. Ragnarok jumped into danny and took over, a dark dome appeared around them blocking the fire ball. "so they sent sol? probably thought his fire could light up my darkness." he laughed. "not likely." he said as giant black tenticles flew towards the person and wrapped around him "hello sol." he said.
"Ragnarok, just come quietly" he said.
"yeah right, and let mortals control me like they do you?" he said
"they are not in control of me, I am just letting them believe that." sol said laughing as he caught fire and grabbed dannys body burning it. ragnarok backed up in pain
"DAMN THIS MORTAL COIL!" he screamed.
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