-Based off the song "Circles" By Flyleaf. This isn't for Timmeh's contest I just had to write it lol. Enjoy!
Running down the shadowed the path, I stop again to make sure no one followed me.
When nothing moves, I continue on.
My heart pounds going down the path, most likely for the last time and I try to slow my racing thoughts. Panicking now would do me no good.
I made my way through the last thick pieces of brush in the forest and came to the small clearing.
Falling to my knees, I bent my hand and offered up my shaking hands.
“I-I’m here Master.” I said.
Something shifted in the darkness on the other half of the small clearing. A dark presence cleared its throat.
“Good Amsa. You’ve completed your task well.”
Those words. So encouraging yet so deadly… We all knew what happened when a task was finished…It was both a treasure and a sentence. A beautiful beast come to take you away, to end you.
I closed my eyes and let my hands fall. My thoughts raced quicker. I thought of my mother and father, my brother…him…No. I wouldn’t think of him.
Movement came from the darkness again. He was walking toward me. Before this moment, I had never seen His face. It was rumored that the only time you saw it was when He took you. But, of course, no one was still with us to confirm such a rumor.
I felt a shiver go through me as a cold breeze made its way through the clearing. It would be over soon… Just close your eyes and drift away Amsa I told myself.
Suddenly, the brush began to shake. My eyes snapped open in shock. Someone had followed me.
Movement in the darkness; he was receding back into the oblivion. He would return when I had gotten the person to leave.
Standing, I waited for them to come. Quickly, I sorted through lies to get the person to leave quickly without me. I had just found one, when my follower fell through the brush. I felt my anger rise quickly.
“How dare you follow me!” I hissed at him as he scrambled to his feet. Standing, he looked at me with those tawny gold eyes.
He frowned. “I wanted to make sure you were alright.”
I frowned back at him. “Well now you know. Leave me, Clark.”
He sighed and ran his hands through his onyx curls and looked at me sadly. “Amsa…I-“
I turned away from him. “You’ve said your apologies, Clark. Leave.”
He stepped toward me. “Amsa,” his voice was soft and desperate, “please.”
I stepped away. “Clark.” I made my tone dangerous. He needed to leave here. The longer I made Him wait, the more impatient He would get and the less merciful He would be when He took me. “I don’t love you and I never could.”
For a moment, silence reigned in the clearing. I prayed that he had gone silently but when I turned to look, he was there, watching me. His hawk-like eyes filled with heart-broken tears.
“Why won’t you believe me?” He whispered.
“Because no man really loves. Prove to me that a man can truly love someone, unconditionally, and will risk anything for them…then maybe I’ll believe you.” I said sternly.
A single tear fell and he opened his mouth to say something, when I felt the darkness behind me stir.
“This has gone on long enough!” He growled.
I spun around to face the darkness and blinked as I found a thick shining blade swinging toward me.
Then everything went into slow motion.
Something tugged the back of my tunic and I found myself falling backward. An arm reached out in front of me, and with the flash of the blade, was gone.
I fell to the ground, shocked. Had that really just happened?
Shaking, I sat up and looked to the darkness. He was gone.
I looked to the ground, heart pounding.
There he was. His body lay there pale and still, his severed arm laying a few feet away. Blood coated the dirt around us and his empty eyes stared into the sky. I took a shuddering breath and reached toward him, touching him lightly. Cold.
Tears rose in my eyes. I came closer to him and slowly pressed a hand to his chest. Nothing. He was gone.
I shook my head. “N-no…Oh please no.” A sob welled in my throat and the tears began to stream down my cheeks. “No!” I screamed.
Inside me, I felt something die; break beyond repair. If I’d known any better I would say it was my heart…but I couldn’t be sure.
Slowly, I gathered him into my arms, rocking back and forth slowly.
He loved me…He truly sincerely loved me. I told him to risk everything, and he had done so. He risked it and lost it. All because of me.
I bent my head over his body and began to sob as realization hit me.
I loved him.
“Come back to me,” I whispered fiercely, holding him tighter. “Please! I believe you, Clark! You proved it to me! Please! Believe me! Come back!”
Nothing happened. And I knew nothing would. He was gone.
I believe, what if I believe you now?
Forgive me, believe me
Please come back to life…
Anyways, let's get to the good stuff.
