The Bloodbath
Jan 18, 2020 20:51:53 GMT -5
Post by kaяi ♕ on Jan 18, 2020 20:51:53 GMT -5
Not only was the world spinning around me.
But now so is my head.
There are too many noises, too many sounds. Every where I turn there was someone dying, blood spilling on the ground, and limbs scattered around us. War was not shocking to me, it was family. But this, this is not war. This is children who want to somehow survive. This is children with weapons. There is no cause. There is no meaning, it is just death.
Death. That's who was here.
And he is everywhere you turn.
He isn't the only person here who I recognized.
Kol stands in front of me. Skinny limbs, dark hair, and all. He is there to taunt me, to make sure I die just as he planned all along. I swing my sword, but it barely scrapes against his skin. It's as if my body wants me to kill him, to make him suffer, but my mind is stopping me.
And then he speaks.
The boy's voice is not nearly as deep and is softer, almost like a whisper. The real Kol was loud and obnoxious, not like this one. This one, this one seemed sincere.
Something I haven't heard in a long time.
"I know what that's like. Realizing the one person you hope count on doesn't see you as a priority. When you need them most, you knock on their door and they don't seem to answer."
I tensed as he walked closer, but managed to force myself to relax once he put his weapon down. I did my best to hold back the tears, a Sinclair does not cry, but no one has talked to me like this in a very very long time.
"For days and days they don't answered," I muttered to myself. Finally after a brief pause, I look up at the boy, at Not Kol and do not break his gaze. "But it makes us stronger, to know we can only truly ever count on ourselves." He seems to know pain, he seems to know heartache. Maybe he needed to say this out loud just as much as I needed to hear it.
"There's no such thing as a fair share of types of toxic, self-serving men. Fuck them,"
"Ya know what, fuck them." And for the first time since I've been here a small smile finds its way onto my lips, but it is quickly wiped away as the girl being attacked begs for help. I look at her and then back to Not Kol, and then finally I look away. "I...I'm sorry," I say as I turn around and walk away.
If only Father could see me.
Would he be disappointed, or would he be proud?
I guess I will never actually know.
My sword leaves a trail in the sand as I drag it by my side. I stand in the center of it all, a fight raging on every side of me. My arms already feel weak, but my mind feels worse. It will not stop racing, no matter how hard I try to focus. All at the same time my eyes are still searching the crowd, hoping that maybe, just maybe, I would catch a glimpse of him. I searched and searched.
Even though I know how fruitless my efforts will be.
I force myself to focus on the fighting at handing, reminding myself that he forgot about me, so I should forget about him as well. There were small clusters every where I looked, but the one that truly caught my eye was the boy and girl I left before. She was still there, suffering as every last drop of blood drained from her body and the boy stood over her, taunting her as she died.
The fire within me that was about to die began to burn again.
A new found strength surges through my body as I walk over to where they stand. A strength that is so great I'm not sure if I am capable of handling. I push my hand into the boy's chest, even though I know I do not have the strength to knock him down.
"Do you not know mercy? Or do you thrive off other's suffering?" I turn to the girl as her skin grows pale, and as her breaths grow shallow. "I hope faith finds you. Wherever you may end up next." I raise my sword over my head, prepared to end the suffering. And I swing.
Turning back towards the boy as I do.
I face the other, the one who seems to have joined while I was gone. "I'll leave the rest to you." I stalk off again, disappearing into the fray of the others.
Not Kol was right.
Fuck them.
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