Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Tassadar's Legacy: Chronicles: Dark Light ❯ What's He Thinking? ( Prologue )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Abyssal Angel
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters except for the Abyssal Angel and Akira Telman. All the rest are owned by their own respective owners.

Stories Crossed: Dark Light

AN(Author's Note)- I don't think this story is going to cross with anything yet. It will cross with Tassadar's Legacy's main story line at some point and Angel will meet Tass... but I'm not sure when.

Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Mystery / Drama / Action | Type: Fanfiction Sequel | Uploaded On: 08.17.2010 | Updated On: 01.19.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 519 | Visits: 171 | Status: Work In Progress

Everything's grey… Smoke… I wheeze…
Everything's red… blood… I cry…
A giant gaping hole… alone… I choke…
Black and white is everywhere… betrayal… hurt… revenge…
I shake my head of the visions and memories. I let the pulsing beat of life wash through me. Unwanted thoughts and unbidden memories fall back into the darkness unseen… Just the way I like it.
She's been following me again. I don't know why. Memories fly around her, unbidden… unwanted.
Soft caresses… sweet sights… I bury them in the beat of rhythm and time.
If it weren't for her, I'd stay in one place. No matter where I go, she's one step behind me. It's not on purpose. She doesn't know why. She only wanders, following the same beat of life… the one I follow that unwittingly leads to me.
She's standing by the balcony. She sighs that sweet sigh… I bury myself further to escape… only I can't escape. Someone follows. Someone seeks her. Someone has connected her to me.
Someone approaches her. They are dangerous. They try to deceive. Clever Minx sees right through them. She stalls to escape. No opportunities are forthcoming. They touch her. I growl. No one touches what's MINE.
I'm in between them. They flinch. I warn. They scoff. She's afraid. I separate the beat of life from the one who touched. His goons open fire. My blades flash. Ricochet takes them in a fast paced beat of death.
More come.
I ask her trust. She accepts.
I grab her. She holds me.
I take the plunge.
Together we rise.