Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Red Shaman ❯ Sorrow ( Chapter 13 )

Blaze was surrounded in blackness. Her consciousness had done an annoying bolt from her body upon recognizing the symbol etched into the flesh of several children. An incredibly disturbing song was echoing in her head. She clamped her hands on both sides of her head, trying to block out the song. She knew the voice. That incredible, exquisite voice that only the gods should have the privilege to hear. Knew the person singing. She also knew what it must mean.

 

Come dance with me in the darkness

Destroy me with your light

I'm tired and I'm weary

I'll surrender without a fight.

 

 

I am the last of my kind

A singer who's lost his song

My body shattered and my soul is broken

Because I never was that strong.

 

 

 

Take me into your embrace

You are the last who knows the ways

For I am weak and all I seek

Is an end to endless days.

 

 

I beg you mother of the flame

You are the only one

Who can save me from the blackness

Of a soul that's come undone.

 

 

Burn me and destroy me

Let your fire take me away

Then let me be reborn again

So I may dream a better way.

 

 

She was crying. I don't want to hear this. I don't want to do this. Don't force me to hurt you. I don't know if I could live with myself afterward.

 

“Hey, little sister, wake up,” a voice seemed to be calling her from far away.

 

She opened one eye and looked around her for a moment. Vaguely recognizing the scenery and definitely recognizing the voice calling her.

 

“Fen?”

 

“Of course. Who else calls you little sister?” the man said. Leaning over to help her get up.

 

“Only everyone in the family, Fen.”

 

He shrugged. “That's true. Feeling any better?” he asked, putting one arm around her shoulders.

 

“No.”

 

“I was afraid of that. I told Dad and your mother that you probably wouldn't be much good to talk to. But do they ever listen to me? Noooooo.”

 

“Why is Mother here?”

 

“No idea. Besides, can you see anyone stopping her if she really wants to go somewhere?”

 

“Not unless they're highly suicidal.”

 

“That is the understatement of several centuries,” he said. “I'm guessing you know who it is that's been hurting these children.”

 

“I know what the evidence is telling me,” she said, rubbing her temples. “I just can't bring myself to believe it.”

 

“People change, little sister. Haven't all of your years taught you that?”

 

“They don't change that drastically. Not unless there is some major trauma involved. He would never in his life or afterlife harm a child. Or put one in harm's way.”

 

“Are you so certain he's the man you once knew?”

 

“I don't know anything right now. Short of the fact that he evidently wants me to destroy him,” she said, trying to choke back the sob that threatened.

 

“Oh, gods. I'm so sorry.” Fen wrapped both arms around her. She buried her face in the rough fabric of his shirt and nearly screamed from the misery welling up inside of her.

 

He held her and let her cry her heart out, knowing this was a side of her few would ever see. Only the ones who had been with her from her birth to her death and every century afterward were allowed this close. He doubted that even her husbands had seen her cry like this because it was a luxury she afforded herself only once every thousand years or so.

 

Try as he might to think of any, no words that could possibly comfort her came to him. What words could he possibly say that would relieve the hurt of knowing what she would have to do someday soon? How do you comfort someone when she knew that she must destroy one of her own? Worse yet, one of the last who remembered the old ways. What words could ease the sorrow of knowing she must kill someone whom, for over a thousand years, she had called her best friend?

 

 

************************Author's Notes**************************************

 

Well, that wasn't heavy at all. Yes, I know sarcasm does not translate well over a computer.

The poem is an original I wrote for this piece titled Mother of Flame.