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I had thought that it was all over... that the last nightmare would but an end to my misery. I remember a flash of light before total darkness has shroaded me. I thought I was dead, but I was mistaken. When I had opened my eyes, I quickly relized that I was still unconciences, still in the same nightmare. My right hand was clutched against my chest from the blow I had recieved before, making it very hard to breathe. Trying to push myself off the ground with my left arm, I lifted my head to see if the shadow, Shinta, was still around. To my amazement, I saw the figure of which I saw in Shinta's eye before me. I gathered all the energy and breath I could muster to speak.
Tristis... help me.
The figure mearly glared at me, replying with cold, harsh voice.
So now you want her help? Just days ago, you push her away. Now look at you. You wouldn't be going through this if you had accepted her help.
What.... Tristis, what are you talking about...
The figure shook her head and a crooked grin appeared across her face. Her foot left the ground and appeared under me. Before I could even comprehend what happened, I was kicked violently over. My head bouced off the ground and the taste of blood had consumed my mouth and began to roll down my cheek.
You have me mistaken for my twin, Trista... allow me to introduce myself... I am Lydia
Twin... Trista...Lydia... I didn't know Tristis had a sister, another name, or any thing else for that matter, but with the current situation, I couldn't think about it at the moment. Before I could speak again, the blur of her leg came forth to me again, and I rolled over as she had kicked me once again.
You won't be alive long enough to remember it though!
I raised up, coughing up the blood that had rushed to my mouth from the impacted, despite the fact that my chest felt as if it had caved in. Once gain, before I could act beyound that point, Lydia's foot had fell apon my head as she stomped on my head into the ground. I tried to struggle from under her, only to fail as I inhaled dirt and other things from the ground and my blood had covered my face. Before I blacked out, I remember hearing on last thing. Lydia had spoken again, but not alone... a familar voice had accompanied hers that sent more chills down my spine, Shinta.
You two are just the same. You feel guilt from the ones that die to spare your life. Well here's your time to repay us...
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 Rei Kizuhara · Wed Feb 23, 2005 @ 08:23pm · 0 Comments |
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