Blood In The Forest // Triplets vs. 3 HellHounds Day 2
Jun 20, 2015 11:53:30 GMT -5
Post by Arrows on Jun 20, 2015 11:53:30 GMT -5
- Kirito Miristioma -
"Even when you think you have lost yourself, remember why you are here.."
The voices scream as knives continue to get shoved deep into their bodies. Blood springs forth from every corner of Kirito's vision. Some where among the troves of dead bodies his eyes fall on Ikaia twisted and broken. A gnarled scream escapes his mouth as he weakly tries to run over to his twin's side. Then as if on queue a crack of lightning sears the wasteland around him and Kirito is shot straight up from his rest. If he could even call those nightmares rest.
Shakily his gaze lifts to the illuminated anthem above as the bells of a nearby clock tower ring its horrid tune. The anthem was short but it still caused a knife to turn within the bitter reaches of his heart. Rowan's face was shining one final time for all the world to see. Yet what made it worse is Kirito knew that everywhere else the world was seeing how she died one last time. They were witnessing him murdering the girl on one final repeat before the beginning of a new day of horrors.
Kirito's fingers shook as they locked around the rose on his neck. His thoughts didn't waste a second to drift to Ikaia. Kirito did not know what was going on with his brother back in eleven but he didn't feel good about it. He felt as though something was off, he only prayed Ikaia would be patient and wait for him. Kirito knew he would fight to return home now all he needed was a brother who had full belief in him, and above all a brother that still loved him.
With a startled blink Kirito noticed a piece of paper within the bronze petals. Gently he revealed the paper and unfolded it. What he saw made a sob ring from the depths of his chest. It was a note from Ikaia, not just any note but a note that proved what Kirito needed to know. That Ikaia would always love him no matter what happened he would be there waiting for him to return like he promised. With a shaky breath he read the note silently to himself as the slow breaths of his sleeping allies danced around him.
Kirito,
My brotha, my twin, I love ya. Ya're my otha half. If it wasn't for ya, my heart wouldn't be beatin', my lungs would stop expandin', an' my life would be ova. After Pa died, I couldn't do much, an' ya got me through it. When I fell from the trees breakin' my legs, we both thought that I wouldn't eva work again, but with yar help, I was able to get back on my feet. When Ma got sick, ya nursed her back to health. She almost died, an' you saved her. Ya're my hero. You're my shining star. I just wanna to say that I love ya more than a brotha. I know people don't like it, but I wanna spend the rest of my life with ya. I want e'ery moment to be perfect 'cause it's what ya deserve. If ya're reading this letter, it means one of us was reaped. See, I wrote this a long time ago, an' I always kept it with me in case the unthinkable happened. I was twelve when I wrote this. It was before our first reapin' 'cause I was scared, but I always put a brave face on for ya. I'm writin; it on the back of this photo 'cause I want ya to always look at this with a smile. Pa would be smilin'. Ma would be smilin'. We both smilin'. Just know that whateva happens in the future, I'll always love ya. I'll always care for ya. I'll always be yar brotha. So keep yar head held up, and I'll keep mine held up.
Love
Ikaia
Kirito's heart wrenched but he felt a grin slide onto his face as the crystal tears swam down his brown dirt stained cheeks. Softly Kirito whispered thank you to his brother as he pushed the note back into the rose petals. It would be his protection now. Ikaia and their father would be his guardian angles guiding him on his path back home. He had to see Ikaia again to prove to him he was the same boy he remembered. The same one he loved that left only weeks ago.
Kirito woke with a start once again from his dreams but not to the sound of the anthem this time but to the sound of low growling. Chills ran through his spine as he saw the beast approaching. HellHounds. They were monsters that had killed many times in the games before. Now three of them posed to challenge himself and his allies. Quickly he called to his friends, "Get up! Hurry! There are hellhounds!" With that Kirito took a breath looking down at the knife in his hand. It was time to find out just how well he could control his own monster. With that he lunged out at the nearest mutt as the beast of Kirito reared its head once more.
Shakily his gaze lifts to the illuminated anthem above as the bells of a nearby clock tower ring its horrid tune. The anthem was short but it still caused a knife to turn within the bitter reaches of his heart. Rowan's face was shining one final time for all the world to see. Yet what made it worse is Kirito knew that everywhere else the world was seeing how she died one last time. They were witnessing him murdering the girl on one final repeat before the beginning of a new day of horrors.
Kirito's fingers shook as they locked around the rose on his neck. His thoughts didn't waste a second to drift to Ikaia. Kirito did not know what was going on with his brother back in eleven but he didn't feel good about it. He felt as though something was off, he only prayed Ikaia would be patient and wait for him. Kirito knew he would fight to return home now all he needed was a brother who had full belief in him, and above all a brother that still loved him.
With a startled blink Kirito noticed a piece of paper within the bronze petals. Gently he revealed the paper and unfolded it. What he saw made a sob ring from the depths of his chest. It was a note from Ikaia, not just any note but a note that proved what Kirito needed to know. That Ikaia would always love him no matter what happened he would be there waiting for him to return like he promised. With a shaky breath he read the note silently to himself as the slow breaths of his sleeping allies danced around him.
Kirito,
My brotha, my twin, I love ya. Ya're my otha half. If it wasn't for ya, my heart wouldn't be beatin', my lungs would stop expandin', an' my life would be ova. After Pa died, I couldn't do much, an' ya got me through it. When I fell from the trees breakin' my legs, we both thought that I wouldn't eva work again, but with yar help, I was able to get back on my feet. When Ma got sick, ya nursed her back to health. She almost died, an' you saved her. Ya're my hero. You're my shining star. I just wanna to say that I love ya more than a brotha. I know people don't like it, but I wanna spend the rest of my life with ya. I want e'ery moment to be perfect 'cause it's what ya deserve. If ya're reading this letter, it means one of us was reaped. See, I wrote this a long time ago, an' I always kept it with me in case the unthinkable happened. I was twelve when I wrote this. It was before our first reapin' 'cause I was scared, but I always put a brave face on for ya. I'm writin; it on the back of this photo 'cause I want ya to always look at this with a smile. Pa would be smilin'. Ma would be smilin'. We both smilin'. Just know that whateva happens in the future, I'll always love ya. I'll always care for ya. I'll always be yar brotha. So keep yar head held up, and I'll keep mine held up.
Love
Ikaia
Kirito's heart wrenched but he felt a grin slide onto his face as the crystal tears swam down his brown dirt stained cheeks. Softly Kirito whispered thank you to his brother as he pushed the note back into the rose petals. It would be his protection now. Ikaia and their father would be his guardian angles guiding him on his path back home. He had to see Ikaia again to prove to him he was the same boy he remembered. The same one he loved that left only weeks ago.
Kirito woke with a start once again from his dreams but not to the sound of the anthem this time but to the sound of low growling. Chills ran through his spine as he saw the beast approaching. HellHounds. They were monsters that had killed many times in the games before. Now three of them posed to challenge himself and his allies. Quickly he called to his friends, "Get up! Hurry! There are hellhounds!" With that Kirito took a breath looking down at the knife in his hand. It was time to find out just how well he could control his own monster. With that he lunged out at the nearest mutt as the beast of Kirito reared its head once more.
Kirito Miristioma Attacks HellHound 1 With His SwitchBlade
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