another sad scene... - another sad scene...

[Therin]

Well, the first substantial entry into the PO Fanworks section. Hope you like it:




"Ha ha ha, and you thought you could stop me," he said, scorn dripping from his melodious voice as he turned and walked slowly back to the altar. Lauren was still laying on it, eyes closed, face expressionless, as if in a deep, dreamless sleep, but her face, in fact all of her body had a gray pallor to it as though she was slowly fading from existence...except her hair. Even from my boneless, drained, and unmoving sprawl on the floor I could still see her beautiful dark red hair, cascading like dried blood off the altar and towards the floor. She wasn't dead, not quite, that I knew, for if she had died, I would have been in a far deeper state of despair than I already was. But she was teetering on the edge, like some deranged balancing act.
Rayne spoke again, over his shoulder, dragging my mind back to cold, hard reality, "you could have been great, you know." He turned back to me, a look of regret on his face as he talked, "You still can, sort of. You'll only be a minor underling, but when I own the world even my underlings will have a lot of power."
I just managed to whisper, "Never..."
He heard me and sighed, "What a waste...oh well, if that's your choice..." a knife appeared in his hand from somewhere in his many-pocketed robes as he turned back to the altar.
"no...." I moaned, closing my eyes in despair.
"I wish this spell called for something a little bit more fun...best get it over with, though," he said, looking down at Lauren with an expression of boredom on his disturbingly perfect face. Then, quickly and precisely, he slit her wrists.
Pain exploded in me, pain such as I had never felt before, but it was nothing compared to the pain of losing Lauren, the one person that I loved above all else, literally the other half of my soul.
I managed to stifle sobs, managed not to cry out, refused to give Lord Rayne the satisfaction, but I could not stop tears running down the sides of my face.
Rayne sighed, "A kill totally deprived of pleasure, but I guess it's pay back for your mother."
That penetrated my thoughts, and a memory flashed across my eyes, long forgotten until now. A man with slitted eyes and retractable claws like those of a cat, obviously a much younger Rayne, pulling those wicked claws out of my mother's motionless but still living form.
"You! It was you! YOU KILLED MY ENTIRE FAMILY!!" Anger like nothing I had ever known before blasted through me, white-hot fury that incinerated all other emotions but one: vengeance. Something snapped, a barrier so old that I could almost physically feel it when it fell, and power flooded through me like a lake through a burst dam, a raging flood of raw energy. I siphoned enough of it directly into my arms and legs so that I could stand up. Doing so required enough power to send a normal mage reeling into unconciousness for months on end, but it barely made a dent in the power that was raging through me, demanding release.
Rayne, sensing the power within me, turned in surprise as I thrust my hands out in a pushing motion and released it. All of it. A shockwave of pure, chaotic, formless energy rippled out from my extended hands and the world turned white as the very fabric of time was stretched and twisted like a rubber band by the amount of energy I loosed, then black as I fainted from power drainage...


~fin.

[Azurel]

That was very well written, like all of ur works. I also now have new material for my character.

[Therin]

*evil laugh* eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh... :rolly:

[BWS-1]

Evil you are, EEEVIIIL!!!!


but the fic is good, so you can be as evil as you want! ... but huh, don't do that ball of choatix dark energy thingy on me k? :err:

[Sperrit]

Yeah, no dark chaotic pure energy attacks for me, either, thanks. Very good story, though. You really seem to know your character.

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