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Sorry for the wait.
Part Three: Holding on, letting go
Clasped hands pulled each other through the night, feet running so close together that they almost tripped in the young man and woman's combined efforts to escape the dark, yellow-eyed creatures that pursued them. A canopy a trees above the path where they sought to run on blocked all views of the sky from them, otherwise they might have noted the eerie lightening slashing through the night above them like a whip of white flame. But they had only eyes for each other and the path ahead.
Twenty-one. Just twenty-one years old and they were running for their lives- and into their deaths.
Only three Heartless ran after them, small yet sinister, like renegade shadows. With a grimace, the young man broke away from the woman, turning around so that he stood protectively in front of her.
"What are you doing?" she shouted urgently, but a moment later, as the shadows neared, he took three small daggers from his coat pocket and flung them expertly at their foes. The sharp, tiny blades hit their mark, and the Heartless disintigrated in a cloud of darkness. The young woman let out a weak cry of relief, her lover sighing shakily as he tightened his hold reassuringly on her arm. A moment later though, with a shared look of understanding and a brief nod, they were running again, this time off the path and stopping at a small, rocky palisade. With an anxious glance around, the man led his would-be bride into a cleft in the rock, into a small cave. Scurrying footsteps could be heard outside. They tensed, holding each other in a desperate embrace. Silent tears made their way out of her green eyes, and she buried her face in his shoulder as they waited for the Heartless to pass. He placed his cheek into her red hair, whispering quiet promises. Hands clung to his shoulders, arms wrapped tightly around her, the sounds of battle evident outsdide their place of safety.
Finally, after a timeless age, the sounds ceased.
The woman pulled away slowly, peering out of the gap in their refuge. She glanced back at him, meeting his fearful, blue-eyed gaze. He squeezed her hand momentarily as they left their stone sanctuary, treading softly back down to the path.
Nothing.
Cautiously, they began to make their way to her house, jumping at the slightest noise despite the emptiness of the woods.
They felt safer when they emerged from the forest and into a wide meadow, house lights glowing welcomingly across it.
But it was the sky they should have feared.
For, diving out of the starless midnight, where creatures of light brown and maroon, like some fey cross between an eagle and a gargoyle. They swooped down menancingly, yet so so quietly, that the two refugees were only aware of them at the last moment. By then, it was too late.
Tattered wings surrounded the young woman's lithe form, desperate hands caught hers as claws clenched around her shoulders. She held on tightly to his grapsing fingers, trying vainly to stay on the ground.
"NO! I won't let you go!" the Heartless pulled against him, and he cried out in frustration and tightened his grip. Both were crying now as their connection was broken.
She was lifted up into the air, claws digging into her skin as they scaled the treetops. Another wyvern flew to where she was struggling in mid-air.
Talons thrust out, snagging her shirt; she screamed as long gashes appeard on her chest and blood poured out. As she was still screaming, a tiny star appeared in the grip of those claws, violet-hued and bright. With a flash of light, the star dispersed, and her body faded away, her last words loft to the wind.
"I'm sorry...."
Back on the ground, her lover sank to his knees, uncontrollable sobs racking his body. Shaking palms pressed into the soft earth, seeking release. He barely raised his dark head as the two Heartless swooped down for him.
"Take me...."
Scratches stung his skin, but it did not matter ... he was numb, even as talons sought his flesh and spirit and destroyed his loyal heart in a never-to-be-seen flash of light.
I hated this part. It was stupid. It sucked milk straws. The others were better. Meep. At least it's done. ._.
Part Three: Holding on, letting go
Clasped hands pulled each other through the night, feet running so close together that they almost tripped in the young man and woman's combined efforts to escape the dark, yellow-eyed creatures that pursued them. A canopy a trees above the path where they sought to run on blocked all views of the sky from them, otherwise they might have noted the eerie lightening slashing through the night above them like a whip of white flame. But they had only eyes for each other and the path ahead.
Twenty-one. Just twenty-one years old and they were running for their lives- and into their deaths.
Only three Heartless ran after them, small yet sinister, like renegade shadows. With a grimace, the young man broke away from the woman, turning around so that he stood protectively in front of her.
"What are you doing?" she shouted urgently, but a moment later, as the shadows neared, he took three small daggers from his coat pocket and flung them expertly at their foes. The sharp, tiny blades hit their mark, and the Heartless disintigrated in a cloud of darkness. The young woman let out a weak cry of relief, her lover sighing shakily as he tightened his hold reassuringly on her arm. A moment later though, with a shared look of understanding and a brief nod, they were running again, this time off the path and stopping at a small, rocky palisade. With an anxious glance around, the man led his would-be bride into a cleft in the rock, into a small cave. Scurrying footsteps could be heard outside. They tensed, holding each other in a desperate embrace. Silent tears made their way out of her green eyes, and she buried her face in his shoulder as they waited for the Heartless to pass. He placed his cheek into her red hair, whispering quiet promises. Hands clung to his shoulders, arms wrapped tightly around her, the sounds of battle evident outsdide their place of safety.
Finally, after a timeless age, the sounds ceased.
The woman pulled away slowly, peering out of the gap in their refuge. She glanced back at him, meeting his fearful, blue-eyed gaze. He squeezed her hand momentarily as they left their stone sanctuary, treading softly back down to the path.
Nothing.
Cautiously, they began to make their way to her house, jumping at the slightest noise despite the emptiness of the woods.
They felt safer when they emerged from the forest and into a wide meadow, house lights glowing welcomingly across it.
But it was the sky they should have feared.
For, diving out of the starless midnight, where creatures of light brown and maroon, like some fey cross between an eagle and a gargoyle. They swooped down menancingly, yet so so quietly, that the two refugees were only aware of them at the last moment. By then, it was too late.
Tattered wings surrounded the young woman's lithe form, desperate hands caught hers as claws clenched around her shoulders. She held on tightly to his grapsing fingers, trying vainly to stay on the ground.
"NO! I won't let you go!" the Heartless pulled against him, and he cried out in frustration and tightened his grip. Both were crying now as their connection was broken.
She was lifted up into the air, claws digging into her skin as they scaled the treetops. Another wyvern flew to where she was struggling in mid-air.
Talons thrust out, snagging her shirt; she screamed as long gashes appeard on her chest and blood poured out. As she was still screaming, a tiny star appeared in the grip of those claws, violet-hued and bright. With a flash of light, the star dispersed, and her body faded away, her last words loft to the wind.
"I'm sorry...."
Back on the ground, her lover sank to his knees, uncontrollable sobs racking his body. Shaking palms pressed into the soft earth, seeking release. He barely raised his dark head as the two Heartless swooped down for him.
"Take me...."
Scratches stung his skin, but it did not matter ... he was numb, even as talons sought his flesh and spirit and destroyed his loyal heart in a never-to-be-seen flash of light.
I hated this part. It was stupid. It sucked milk straws. The others were better. Meep. At least it's done. ._.