The wind howls, scattering leaves in it's wake, it whips at my dormant figure, brushing my hair back, and blowing my tattered jacket, further and further away from my hunched shoulders.
I walk on oblivious, to these things.
You know those cliches?Where you're life flashes before your eyes? I grimaced as I realized, that I really didn't want a replay of my miserable life. Even inches away from death, I guess I could thank God for something or other.
The dark alley, grew yet again more darker as twilight set in, creating an even gloomier atmosphere then before, and I shivered, in the dim light.
I trudged along the street, my breath coming out in shallow gasps. Already I could feel the black waves of unsurpassable agony, surging through me, creating a deadening numbness in its wake. Images I didn't want to see, passing through me, a strangled scream, slipping out of my clenched teeth, as finally the image that had been buried for thirteen years, surfaced in my agonized mind.
No, I didn't want to see this. A scream echoes from me as I stagger to the ground, I didn't want to see it... I didn't want to see it... Not all the lives I had ended, Not the people I had put in danger...
A soft moan echoes through my clenched teeth, as I remembered the words that I had blocked out for so long, the ones my mother said.
Litan, no matter how great, would always keep secrets, even from the one who most needed them.
How great, to finally find, the reason for it by, her killer, the one who had murdered her in cold blood.
Be safe... Those where the words my mother had hushed int my ear, for the last time.
She was dead, and had been for 13 years.
Because of me.
Destra, on the brink of death, my best friend, I didn't think I would live to know if he survived or not.
I remembered his farewell, the way his handsome face would grin irresistably at me and crack all my ribs in a bear hug.Finally, his urgent lips had found mine, in an unmistakable gesture of farewell.I couldn't be with him, he was too good for me.
I cant stay, like this, I come here to destroy my existence from the person that tore it apart.
I slowly walk forwards from the dark alley and stumble across a graffiti splattered fence, hoping my attempts at stealth are better then they look.
I know what to do. I slowly fight against the urge to bare my teeth and leap at the attacker, knowing it would only make it worse. I know he is here I can feel him in the pit of my stomach.
A scampering sound from the left stops me in my tracks.
Fear rids my body of every emotion, but I keep walking. I know what I am doing is right, but in this world right and wrong are, in many ways, the same thing.
I study the ground as I walk following the lines of the now cracked pavement. The road turns and I finally look up.
Beyond the deep mists that surround the shrubs and cracked pavement of the ancient roads is a figure. I walk on towards the figure fear slowly numbing as I look into the gruesome killers face.
I pay attention to the numbness now. Surely dying is all right if it's in the place of someone you really love?. What if living had lost it's meaning altogether and death was the only option? Living, what if it pointless, another complication?With a jolt I brought my self back to reality and sighed, as I stared up into the gleeful face of my killer.
Then he attacked.
