Death, my angel ~1st Prophecy - A new mirror between us~
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“If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first. If you belonged to the world, it would love you as it’s own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you.”
John 15, 18:20
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“I don’t want to fight anymore!”
The young warrior gives a deep sigh, and look at his comrade in arms. Who had by then been turned into a sobbing mess on the cold stone floor.
“Come on Elijah! You just have a little left before you will learn some new attributes!” He laughs gently, and pats him on the head, brushing his short brown hair away from the messy and blood covered face. “I told you I’d learn you about fighting… right? Then you have to listen to me too.”
“I don’t want to.” Elijah sobs, and supports his weight against his broadsword. “Please master… let me rest for a while now… please.”
“I have to go in another hour! I have someone else I have to help too…” The young ‘master’ whisper and lean back in the throne were the former demon lord had been sitting.
He was a beautiful man to look at. His body was in between the line of handsome and beautiful, a fact that could let him pass as either man or woman if the situation called unto it. His hair was as black as the night… and his eyes were the deepest green. Almost like sparkling jade.
“Can’t I come with you then? Then I can take a break now…” Elijah whimpers, and clutch to his master. “Please? I have to arrange something home… so… if I can come back later… please?”
The stern face softens, and he just gives a beaten sigh. Waving his hand as a sign that it was ok, he had no wish to become a ruling tyrant or something. Elijah cheers out, before he run off from the dark dungeon, a portal taking him away as he came to the exit of the darkness.
“Do I drive him too hard?” the left champion sigh, and look over at the form in the darkness, a tall man, who were looking curious at him, yellow eyes gleaming in interest. “Just show yourself… I know you have been standing there the entire time!”
“I expect nothing less from you… my dear lord.” the older man laugh amused, and walk out of the shadows. His body hidden under a thorn black cape he always had wrapped around himself. The only thing that was possible to see… were the glowing yellow eyes… that were the only thing not hid under a weird black mask.
“Kaine… Kaine… whatever am I to do with you?” the young lord sighs, and scratches his neck with his sheeted sword. “I help the new adventurers… while you just watch in the darkness. I have a feeling this partnership is one sided.”
“That would be too cruel of me…” Kaine laugh, and bow before the new conquered throne, kicking away the head of a dead demon, before he kneels down in a pound of blood. “I am merely playing my part as a shadow manipulator. I find it quite amusing you see.”
“Shut up!” the lord complain, looking quite annoyed at his mysterious partner. “I know you good enough to know you do it to get girls.”
Kaine suddenly start laughing amused. His until now superior aura fading, as he suddenly sounded more like a school brat.
“Come on… I think you look at me as more of a Casanova than I am.” he laugh amused, and get up from the floor, the demon blood pouring down from his cape as he walked towards the throne. “But I have to give you a few praises for this case… you took out the whole kingdom of Youkai alone again didn’t you?”
“Not really… I bet you have worked on your shadow helping… am I right?” the young warrior laugh and Kaine bow once more, honored that his dear friend had acknowledged his guidance. “You are too strict Kaine! Let us get to the village and get hammered! I’m bored!”
“Ah… you aren’t satisfied even after this beautiful slaughter?” Kaine chuckle amused, and walk to his friends new throne, looking down at him with a look that didn’t know any shame or disgrace. And the young warrior makes no emotion, as a gloved hand brush over his cheek, a cold sensation seeping into his skin. “You know our guild would do anything if you commanded them to do it? You do know of the slaughter we could set loose over Avalon? Ah… the beauty of it… you could become the king of this empty world. And I… could be the shadow by your side…”
Their eyes meet. The golden yellow getting sucked up in the void of the ocean green rubies. Before the young warrior start laughing amused, Kaine pulling shocked away.
“Come on Kaine! Didn’t I tell you to get some help for that illusion of yours… this is a meaningless world Kaine. And I am only in it to pass time.” he get up, and Kaine disappears from sight to fast for eyes to see. “But I still can’t understand you… are you here to build or destroy?”
“I’m here to lead you… I have no other reason in this life… my dear lord.” Kaine whisper gently, and as his lord were about to walk down from the throne. He appears beside him again, laying a black mantle over his shoulders. “I will follow you my lord… and I will always be beside you in the darkness. Allow a mere… shadow creature like me to humbly apologize for my sudden out-of-place illusion.”
“You are to humble to be a partner.” He complains, and wraps the warm mantle better around himself. “Let us get going then… they have asked for my service in Axete-ogar.”
“Another witch hunt? Or do they think they have seen a angel again?” Kaine chuckle gently, following after his partner.
“No… they said that a vampire attacked some women in the town. And seeing the women in that town… I am not surprised!” He answer amused, taking the seal down from the front gates of the castle. “And this castle is sealed off to anyone else than me and you now… we only have three demon kings left… before we are the lords of darkness.”
“You are quite right.” Kaine sigh, and look up at the skies, as the warp came up before them. He close his eyes as the gentle breeze shoot up around them. And he could feel his body become lighter.
How long had it been since they had met there in that cold and terrible world? When they had both been new there… being attacked by all their superiors no matter what they did. It had been a really terrible place for both of them.
But it wasn’t like that now! They were the most feared humans there, and no one dared to oppose them. And no one would ever more be allowed to hurt his dear friend… no one!
The school bell suddenly started ringing. And the poor kid started running towards his class room, all the other kids doing their best in blocking his way. Laughing each time he cried out from their pushes.
Then he fall to the ground, his bag opening from the impact… all his books and homework scattering over the floor. He start collecting it as quick as he could, but when he were about to put the books into his bag… someone push him over again. And he has to start collecting again.
Tears start falling, everyone around him laughing all they could.
Why was everyone so cruel? He had never done anything wrong had he? He had just wanted to have friends. That had been the only reason he had come to school at all. He just… didn’t want to give up…he would never give up!
“Did you hear from the teacher? He is the son of the headmaster, and that is the only reason he was allowed to start here… after… you know what.”
“I heard he was the one who did it… and his father paid the police to call it a suicide…”
“Really? I always thought he were that kind of person… I wonder if he is dangerous… since they put him away for so long.”
The young boy clutch to his bag, trying to hide his face under his long white hair, only the sun reflecting in his glasses able to conceal the eyes sore of crying.
“Hey… have you guys heard why his hair is so weird? Someone said that it’s because…”
He covers his ears, his bag falling to the ground again. But he didn’t care… he just… didn’t want to hear anything more. Why was everyone so cruel!? He had never done anything towards them!
~You are… we are… thus they hate us…~
“Is that true? No wonder he is so weird!” Some of the girls giggle. Then one of them, the leading girl of the school, starts walking over his homework. Getting cheered on by everyone as she and her friends tossed his bag away.
Mira were her name and she were the home coming queen of the school. And she knew well, that each time she mocked the weak, she became stronger.
“And what the hell are you guys doing?!”
Everyone turn confused, and look over at the young math teacher. Who had started collecting the books and papers the students had been tossing around.
“Um… we… were just playing a little around.” Mira laughs, giving her cutest face as she clutched to her boyfriend. Then everyone run off, leaving the kind teacher with the sobbing boy, who were still covering his ears, waiting for someone to kick him.
“Young Nathan… you can’t show such a face now can you?” the teacher whisper, Nathan looking slowly up at him.
“Jibrill?” Nathan hiccup, and quickly dry his tears off. Trying to clean his glasses off, but the mud from his jacket only made it worse.
“Here… let me.” Jibrill whisper gently, and take the glasses, using the cloth he had for his own glasses. Cleaning his young student’s glasses, before he set them gently on again, brushing Nathan’s hair gently. “How are you feeling? You got hit again didn’t you?”
“No…” He whisper, and hold his hands confused up, Blood? But… he hadn’t been hit at all this time. Why was there blood then? He looks up at his teacher again, and all his worries fade away. Jibrill were such a nice person, he were the only teacher that protected him. He looked like a student himself sometimes. But a maturity over him made him look like a saint. He was tall, and he had long blonde hair. He had bad sight, so he had to use glasses that looked like the ones Nathan had. “I have to get to class now… or the teachers will be angry again.”
“How about you come with me to the infirmary instead? I’ll talk to your father about it later.” Jibrill answer, and pack the bag gently for him, carrying it towards the infirmary, while Nathan followed slowly after him. “So…I heard from the other teachers that you are laying behind on most of your subjects… I know you have many problems… but I have a feeling… that you don’t use enough time on your studies…”
“I… do other things when I’m home…I used to use the school time on my studies… but… everyone keeps harassing me, so… I can’t study at all.” Nathan whisper, closing his eyes as the kind teacher cleaned the blood away from his cheek. “I think father will be furious…”
“No he won’t… and believe me. I know your father.” Jibrill laugh gently, and pat his student on the head. “How about you accompany me to the library? I have no more classes today… so I can help you with your homework… ok?”
“But… I have to be in class...” Nathan whisper, and were about to get up. But then Jibrill take a gentle hold of his hand, and he stop confused, looking into the violet eyes of the doctor.
“I’ll explain it to your father… ok?” Jibrill whisper, and smile warmly to him. “But… why don’t you try to make friends at all? Even when people try to approach you, you never dare to befriend them… I would be so happy to see you get at least one friend. Ok?”
Nathan nod slowly, and smile to his teacher. He didn’t need any friends… he really didn’t want any friends either. He had his father, and he had Jibrill. That was all he needed.
“Jibrill, can’t you become my personal teacher? Like when I was little?” Nathan suddenly whispers, and takes a gentle hold of his teacher’s hand. “I never had to go to school then… I never had to be seen by any other people than you and dad…”
Jibrill sigh, before he sits down on his knees in front of the poor Nathan, still holding his hand gently.
“I know you had the wrong childhood… and I know that I and your father were the reason for it… but I put everything on the line for you… dear Nathan. To let your father set you free… not make him cage you again.” Jibrill whisper, and kiss the confused boys palm gently. “I am at your disposal… and I can be your private tutor… but… only in school… I don’t want you too suffer alone again… so… suffer before others… until you one day are the strongest… and find someone you wish to protect.”
Nathan looks slowly up at the smiling teacher. He had lost his mother when he was ten... But… he had known Jibrill from before then. Jibrill were… a mother person for him… he had always been.
“But… I don’t need anyone else to protect…” Nathan whisper, and give a weak smile to him. He just… wanted to always be with Jibrill and his father. Why did Jibrill always have to protect him? To always give him pity? He... wanted to be stronger than Jibrill… and protect him. “I only want to protect you and dad.”
“And I bet your father would be so happy to hear that.” Jibrill laugh gently, and pat the confused Nathan on the head, only his father? Weren’t Jibrill happy to hear it? Why not? Oh yes… Jibrill… never wanted to be more than his teacher…
“I’m going home now!” Nathan yells, before he starts running, the confused Jibrill looking after him.
“Why do you have to long so much for me…?” Jibrill whisper, and take up the bag that Nathan had forgotten. “You have to understand that no one can take your mothers place… no matter what you wish for.”
Nathan sneak slowly trough the garden, which was around the mansion. He had to be careful. He would provoke the attention of the maids if he weren’t careful. And the maids always told his father what he did.
He knew his father loved him. But after his mother died, he had always been so overprotective towards him. Just like Jibrill… but Jibrill were so much kinder, so comforting. Why had he stopped coming to the mansion? He had come each day before. Now he could only meet him if he came to school… and each time he had the chance to be with him... He always ended up running away from the chance. Why was he so stupid!?
He runs into his room as he had gotten the door from the garden open. And he pulls the curtains, before he run to his bed, hiding under the blankets.
Why was everything so stupid? He just wanted to be loved like he had been by his mother. That heavenly love… had been his light in life, his mother always smiling, his father laughing with them… and Jibrill. Wait… were had Jibrill been then? He knew he was there… but he could never remember why he was there.
“Young master?” Nathan turns confused, and looks at the head maid, Sarah. Who looked curious into his room. Then she gives a gasp, and quickly starts collecting the shards on the floor. “But young master… you could have cut yourself… what were you thinking?!”
“No! Don’t take it away!” Nathan cries out, and quickly pushes the maid away from the broken mirror. Before he grabs the shards she had taken from the floor. Hugging it… “I can still hear someone in it… calling me… don’t take this feeling away…”
“Young lord, don’t hug it so hard! You’ll cut yourself, young lord!!”
The young warrior sigh beat, and look over the screaming villagers. Ok… he could get the screaming…. That had been a really big blow… but… why the hell had Kaine overreacted so when that poor girl asked him on a date?! It would be rather long until someone else dared asking him now thou.
“Kaine… a simple no is better…” He sighs, and looks over at the panting man, who was still hiding under his mantel and robe. But for some reason… he were hyperventilating now. “Yo! Do you have a fear for girls or something suddenly!?”
“She was a man!!” Kaine sob and the other just look confused at him as he clutched to him, patting him on the head as he continued sobbing. “I almost went out on a date… with a man posing as a woman… an ugly transvestite!”
“Heh… never thought you cared about things like that… you always try on me.” He sigh beat, and pat his partner on the head, poor little.
“But that is because you are beautiful even as a male… that guy were ugly! And only his wig and make-up made him look a little good to start with… what if I had gone with him… and… a date had went over to patting… and patting would have gotten serious.. And… and…” Kaine hiccup, and suddenly toss into the beaten warriors embrace. Blonde hair spilling over his shoulders... Only the masquerade mask covering his face. “I would have died of shame! Or I would have committed suicide!”
“Stop over reacting.” the other sigh, happy that the villagers had run to their homes in terror before the hugging had started. He just couldn’t understand Kaine’s personality. He could be cruel and cold at moments… but when he himself were feeling down, Kaine would change personality, and do his best in cheering him up. “Let us go to the brothel in the next town… I heard they got some new cute girls there.”
“Ok.” Kaine hiccup and clutch helpless to his followers hand. “I love you.”
“Shut up!” he complains, and pushes him away… walking before him to keep him away. That guy was too weird… but... He was a good friend. “So… did anything happen again? Since you decided to change personality again?”
“No!” Kaine whimper, and clutch happy to him, only the mask and the muscles on his body showing that he wasn’t a woman. “When my dear lord feels sad… I’ll even cast away my honor to make him smile again… just that… is ok.”
“Really!” He growl annoyed and let Kaine clutch to him. “But… thanks anyway. But your cheering is scarier than helping…”
“Really?!” Kaine whimper, and quickly let go of him, pulling his hood over his face again, the beautiful long hair disappearing into darkness. “Ok… then I’ll be dark and brooding again… excuse my behavior.”
“Eh… when… did you become my servant?” The poor warrior sob, trying to pretend he had never seen that mentally unstable man before.
“I have said it haven’t I? So many times…” Kaine laugh gently, and once more kneel in front of his friend, who were quite relived they were out of the town now. “I will do anything for you… my dearest.”
A shiver goes down the poor man’s back, as Kaine kissed his hand gently. Ok… he had a feeling he had experienced that before that day… like a déjà vu or something.
Kaine look confused up, and give a affections smile from under his masquerade mask.
“What?” Kaine laugh gently. He liked it when his dear friend smiled. He really suited it, much more than he suited to be dark and unfriendly. “Was it something I said?”
“No… it’s just… that you remember me of someone I know…” He laughs gently, and pats the shadow manipulator gently on the head. “How about we get to a dungeon and try getting some killing done?”
“I know just the place we can go… just to be alone.” Kaine whisper, and let the long black hair of his friend glide trough his fingers, smelling at it. “You need a shower first… I’ll wait at the destination for you… just come to the hidden castle of the fallen angels… I heard a rare being has been seen there.”
“How can you know I haven’t showered just by smelling my hair?” He complains, and tosses a stone after the snickering Kaine.
“It’s because I know you better than anyone.” Kaine laugh gently, before he jumps up, disappearing in the air. “You might find me closer than you think. And be careful… ok?”
“Ok… damned old pervert.” he sighs, and warps away, Kaine giving a mischievous smile from the darkness.
“Who sad I were old? My dearest?”
“Ok! Where the hell are you?!” The black haired warrior complains, and looks around in the lighted castle.
It really weren’t like all the other castles around Avalon. It weren’t dark and creepy. It looked more like it were carved and decorated with all sorts of diamonds and crystals… it was truly beautiful.
But for some reason… the entire castle felt so familiar to him, like he had been there before, maybe he had dreamt of it before, it did seem like a dream castle. It was a little like he had imagined the castle of the evil snow witch. But… it wasn’t cold at all… it felt warm.
“Come on! Kaine! Where the hell are you!?” He yells out, his voice echoing throughout the castle. It was weird, but he had a feeling no one had been there for a really long time. It was so dusty… and he had a feeling it would have been really beautiful there if someone had cleaned it. It would be so radiant. “Kaine!!!”
~There is no one here…~
The poor warrior gives a scream, jumping back. But then he heard the gentle laughter of someone and, and relaxed. Looking up at the pale form sitting on the throne, a throne made of the most precious diamond.
“Who… are you?” He whispers after a while, not able to take his eyes off the beautiful creature before him. He had never seen someone like that. Long silver hair and deep golden yellow eyes, and his face were almost white. If it hadn’t been for the loss of forms… he would have thought it a woman. But… he didn’t move, and he hadn’t heard any voice… just in his head.
~I don’t know, Do you know?~
“How the hell… am I supposed to know that?” He whisper, and walk slowly to the throne. But stop suddenly, as he saw the chains that appeared around the frail form, keeping him from moving at all. “Hey… are you… ok?”
~I can never move anywhere outside my prison… and my mirror got broken… but... I came here to find you… this world is our new mirror.~ echo around them, and the lifeless doll continue to look emotionless up at the confused warrior. ~I can see you… I can touch you… I can talk to you… but I can never walk together with you again…I want to… be with you again! My dearest…~
“I don’t know who you are…” He whisper, and hesitate, before he bring his hand down… brushing the cold cheek gently. It was hard. But… how could anyone have made such a lifelike statue? Someone must have painted it… making it look human. But… why did a sorrow grow inside of him? Why did he want to see it smile. “Are you… real? Or are you just a statue?”
~I’m nothing… I’m nothing at all…~
The warrior starts shaking, his hand wanting to brush though the long silvery hair, but to no avail… it was hard as stone also.
“Don’t say that… everyone is something...” He whisper, kneeling down in front of the statue, taking a loving hold of the outstretched hand. “I will be your knight… I’ll protect you from all harm… so… tomorrow… I will come back to you again. Will you talk to me then too?”
~your name, can you… tell me your name? Your true name, please?~
“My true name?” He whisper, and give the now almost warm hand a loving kiss. “I’m sorry… but I won’t tell my true name to anyone… but you can call me…Abel.”
~Abel… I’m happy… that you are my knight… I’ll wait for you forever…~
“If the world hates you, keep in mind that it hated me first. If you belonged to the world, it would love you as it’s own. As it is, you do not belong to the world, but I have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you.”
John 15, 18:20
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“I don’t want to fight anymore!”
The young warrior gives a deep sigh, and look at his comrade in arms. Who had by then been turned into a sobbing mess on the cold stone floor.
“Come on Elijah! You just have a little left before you will learn some new attributes!” He laughs gently, and pats him on the head, brushing his short brown hair away from the messy and blood covered face. “I told you I’d learn you about fighting… right? Then you have to listen to me too.”
“I don’t want to.” Elijah sobs, and supports his weight against his broadsword. “Please master… let me rest for a while now… please.”
“I have to go in another hour! I have someone else I have to help too…” The young ‘master’ whisper and lean back in the throne were the former demon lord had been sitting.
He was a beautiful man to look at. His body was in between the line of handsome and beautiful, a fact that could let him pass as either man or woman if the situation called unto it. His hair was as black as the night… and his eyes were the deepest green. Almost like sparkling jade.
“Can’t I come with you then? Then I can take a break now…” Elijah whimpers, and clutch to his master. “Please? I have to arrange something home… so… if I can come back later… please?”
The stern face softens, and he just gives a beaten sigh. Waving his hand as a sign that it was ok, he had no wish to become a ruling tyrant or something. Elijah cheers out, before he run off from the dark dungeon, a portal taking him away as he came to the exit of the darkness.
“Do I drive him too hard?” the left champion sigh, and look over at the form in the darkness, a tall man, who were looking curious at him, yellow eyes gleaming in interest. “Just show yourself… I know you have been standing there the entire time!”
“I expect nothing less from you… my dear lord.” the older man laugh amused, and walk out of the shadows. His body hidden under a thorn black cape he always had wrapped around himself. The only thing that was possible to see… were the glowing yellow eyes… that were the only thing not hid under a weird black mask.
“Kaine… Kaine… whatever am I to do with you?” the young lord sighs, and scratches his neck with his sheeted sword. “I help the new adventurers… while you just watch in the darkness. I have a feeling this partnership is one sided.”
“That would be too cruel of me…” Kaine laugh, and bow before the new conquered throne, kicking away the head of a dead demon, before he kneels down in a pound of blood. “I am merely playing my part as a shadow manipulator. I find it quite amusing you see.”
“Shut up!” the lord complain, looking quite annoyed at his mysterious partner. “I know you good enough to know you do it to get girls.”
Kaine suddenly start laughing amused. His until now superior aura fading, as he suddenly sounded more like a school brat.
“Come on… I think you look at me as more of a Casanova than I am.” he laugh amused, and get up from the floor, the demon blood pouring down from his cape as he walked towards the throne. “But I have to give you a few praises for this case… you took out the whole kingdom of Youkai alone again didn’t you?”
“Not really… I bet you have worked on your shadow helping… am I right?” the young warrior laugh and Kaine bow once more, honored that his dear friend had acknowledged his guidance. “You are too strict Kaine! Let us get to the village and get hammered! I’m bored!”
“Ah… you aren’t satisfied even after this beautiful slaughter?” Kaine chuckle amused, and walk to his friends new throne, looking down at him with a look that didn’t know any shame or disgrace. And the young warrior makes no emotion, as a gloved hand brush over his cheek, a cold sensation seeping into his skin. “You know our guild would do anything if you commanded them to do it? You do know of the slaughter we could set loose over Avalon? Ah… the beauty of it… you could become the king of this empty world. And I… could be the shadow by your side…”
Their eyes meet. The golden yellow getting sucked up in the void of the ocean green rubies. Before the young warrior start laughing amused, Kaine pulling shocked away.
“Come on Kaine! Didn’t I tell you to get some help for that illusion of yours… this is a meaningless world Kaine. And I am only in it to pass time.” he get up, and Kaine disappears from sight to fast for eyes to see. “But I still can’t understand you… are you here to build or destroy?”
“I’m here to lead you… I have no other reason in this life… my dear lord.” Kaine whisper gently, and as his lord were about to walk down from the throne. He appears beside him again, laying a black mantle over his shoulders. “I will follow you my lord… and I will always be beside you in the darkness. Allow a mere… shadow creature like me to humbly apologize for my sudden out-of-place illusion.”
“You are to humble to be a partner.” He complains, and wraps the warm mantle better around himself. “Let us get going then… they have asked for my service in Axete-ogar.”
“Another witch hunt? Or do they think they have seen a angel again?” Kaine chuckle gently, following after his partner.
“No… they said that a vampire attacked some women in the town. And seeing the women in that town… I am not surprised!” He answer amused, taking the seal down from the front gates of the castle. “And this castle is sealed off to anyone else than me and you now… we only have three demon kings left… before we are the lords of darkness.”
“You are quite right.” Kaine sigh, and look up at the skies, as the warp came up before them. He close his eyes as the gentle breeze shoot up around them. And he could feel his body become lighter.
How long had it been since they had met there in that cold and terrible world? When they had both been new there… being attacked by all their superiors no matter what they did. It had been a really terrible place for both of them.
But it wasn’t like that now! They were the most feared humans there, and no one dared to oppose them. And no one would ever more be allowed to hurt his dear friend… no one!
The school bell suddenly started ringing. And the poor kid started running towards his class room, all the other kids doing their best in blocking his way. Laughing each time he cried out from their pushes.
Then he fall to the ground, his bag opening from the impact… all his books and homework scattering over the floor. He start collecting it as quick as he could, but when he were about to put the books into his bag… someone push him over again. And he has to start collecting again.
Tears start falling, everyone around him laughing all they could.
Why was everyone so cruel? He had never done anything wrong had he? He had just wanted to have friends. That had been the only reason he had come to school at all. He just… didn’t want to give up…he would never give up!
“Did you hear from the teacher? He is the son of the headmaster, and that is the only reason he was allowed to start here… after… you know what.”
“I heard he was the one who did it… and his father paid the police to call it a suicide…”
“Really? I always thought he were that kind of person… I wonder if he is dangerous… since they put him away for so long.”
The young boy clutch to his bag, trying to hide his face under his long white hair, only the sun reflecting in his glasses able to conceal the eyes sore of crying.
“Hey… have you guys heard why his hair is so weird? Someone said that it’s because…”
He covers his ears, his bag falling to the ground again. But he didn’t care… he just… didn’t want to hear anything more. Why was everyone so cruel!? He had never done anything towards them!
~You are… we are… thus they hate us…~
“Is that true? No wonder he is so weird!” Some of the girls giggle. Then one of them, the leading girl of the school, starts walking over his homework. Getting cheered on by everyone as she and her friends tossed his bag away.
Mira were her name and she were the home coming queen of the school. And she knew well, that each time she mocked the weak, she became stronger.
“And what the hell are you guys doing?!”
Everyone turn confused, and look over at the young math teacher. Who had started collecting the books and papers the students had been tossing around.
“Um… we… were just playing a little around.” Mira laughs, giving her cutest face as she clutched to her boyfriend. Then everyone run off, leaving the kind teacher with the sobbing boy, who were still covering his ears, waiting for someone to kick him.
“Young Nathan… you can’t show such a face now can you?” the teacher whisper, Nathan looking slowly up at him.
“Jibrill?” Nathan hiccup, and quickly dry his tears off. Trying to clean his glasses off, but the mud from his jacket only made it worse.
“Here… let me.” Jibrill whisper gently, and take the glasses, using the cloth he had for his own glasses. Cleaning his young student’s glasses, before he set them gently on again, brushing Nathan’s hair gently. “How are you feeling? You got hit again didn’t you?”
“No…” He whisper, and hold his hands confused up, Blood? But… he hadn’t been hit at all this time. Why was there blood then? He looks up at his teacher again, and all his worries fade away. Jibrill were such a nice person, he were the only teacher that protected him. He looked like a student himself sometimes. But a maturity over him made him look like a saint. He was tall, and he had long blonde hair. He had bad sight, so he had to use glasses that looked like the ones Nathan had. “I have to get to class now… or the teachers will be angry again.”
“How about you come with me to the infirmary instead? I’ll talk to your father about it later.” Jibrill answer, and pack the bag gently for him, carrying it towards the infirmary, while Nathan followed slowly after him. “So…I heard from the other teachers that you are laying behind on most of your subjects… I know you have many problems… but I have a feeling… that you don’t use enough time on your studies…”
“I… do other things when I’m home…I used to use the school time on my studies… but… everyone keeps harassing me, so… I can’t study at all.” Nathan whisper, closing his eyes as the kind teacher cleaned the blood away from his cheek. “I think father will be furious…”
“No he won’t… and believe me. I know your father.” Jibrill laugh gently, and pat his student on the head. “How about you accompany me to the library? I have no more classes today… so I can help you with your homework… ok?”
“But… I have to be in class...” Nathan whisper, and were about to get up. But then Jibrill take a gentle hold of his hand, and he stop confused, looking into the violet eyes of the doctor.
“I’ll explain it to your father… ok?” Jibrill whisper, and smile warmly to him. “But… why don’t you try to make friends at all? Even when people try to approach you, you never dare to befriend them… I would be so happy to see you get at least one friend. Ok?”
Nathan nod slowly, and smile to his teacher. He didn’t need any friends… he really didn’t want any friends either. He had his father, and he had Jibrill. That was all he needed.
“Jibrill, can’t you become my personal teacher? Like when I was little?” Nathan suddenly whispers, and takes a gentle hold of his teacher’s hand. “I never had to go to school then… I never had to be seen by any other people than you and dad…”
Jibrill sigh, before he sits down on his knees in front of the poor Nathan, still holding his hand gently.
“I know you had the wrong childhood… and I know that I and your father were the reason for it… but I put everything on the line for you… dear Nathan. To let your father set you free… not make him cage you again.” Jibrill whisper, and kiss the confused boys palm gently. “I am at your disposal… and I can be your private tutor… but… only in school… I don’t want you too suffer alone again… so… suffer before others… until you one day are the strongest… and find someone you wish to protect.”
Nathan looks slowly up at the smiling teacher. He had lost his mother when he was ten... But… he had known Jibrill from before then. Jibrill were… a mother person for him… he had always been.
“But… I don’t need anyone else to protect…” Nathan whisper, and give a weak smile to him. He just… wanted to always be with Jibrill and his father. Why did Jibrill always have to protect him? To always give him pity? He... wanted to be stronger than Jibrill… and protect him. “I only want to protect you and dad.”
“And I bet your father would be so happy to hear that.” Jibrill laugh gently, and pat the confused Nathan on the head, only his father? Weren’t Jibrill happy to hear it? Why not? Oh yes… Jibrill… never wanted to be more than his teacher…
“I’m going home now!” Nathan yells, before he starts running, the confused Jibrill looking after him.
“Why do you have to long so much for me…?” Jibrill whisper, and take up the bag that Nathan had forgotten. “You have to understand that no one can take your mothers place… no matter what you wish for.”
Nathan sneak slowly trough the garden, which was around the mansion. He had to be careful. He would provoke the attention of the maids if he weren’t careful. And the maids always told his father what he did.
He knew his father loved him. But after his mother died, he had always been so overprotective towards him. Just like Jibrill… but Jibrill were so much kinder, so comforting. Why had he stopped coming to the mansion? He had come each day before. Now he could only meet him if he came to school… and each time he had the chance to be with him... He always ended up running away from the chance. Why was he so stupid!?
He runs into his room as he had gotten the door from the garden open. And he pulls the curtains, before he run to his bed, hiding under the blankets.
Why was everything so stupid? He just wanted to be loved like he had been by his mother. That heavenly love… had been his light in life, his mother always smiling, his father laughing with them… and Jibrill. Wait… were had Jibrill been then? He knew he was there… but he could never remember why he was there.
“Young master?” Nathan turns confused, and looks at the head maid, Sarah. Who looked curious into his room. Then she gives a gasp, and quickly starts collecting the shards on the floor. “But young master… you could have cut yourself… what were you thinking?!”
“No! Don’t take it away!” Nathan cries out, and quickly pushes the maid away from the broken mirror. Before he grabs the shards she had taken from the floor. Hugging it… “I can still hear someone in it… calling me… don’t take this feeling away…”
“Young lord, don’t hug it so hard! You’ll cut yourself, young lord!!”
The young warrior sigh beat, and look over the screaming villagers. Ok… he could get the screaming…. That had been a really big blow… but… why the hell had Kaine overreacted so when that poor girl asked him on a date?! It would be rather long until someone else dared asking him now thou.
“Kaine… a simple no is better…” He sighs, and looks over at the panting man, who was still hiding under his mantel and robe. But for some reason… he were hyperventilating now. “Yo! Do you have a fear for girls or something suddenly!?”
“She was a man!!” Kaine sob and the other just look confused at him as he clutched to him, patting him on the head as he continued sobbing. “I almost went out on a date… with a man posing as a woman… an ugly transvestite!”
“Heh… never thought you cared about things like that… you always try on me.” He sigh beat, and pat his partner on the head, poor little.
“But that is because you are beautiful even as a male… that guy were ugly! And only his wig and make-up made him look a little good to start with… what if I had gone with him… and… a date had went over to patting… and patting would have gotten serious.. And… and…” Kaine hiccup, and suddenly toss into the beaten warriors embrace. Blonde hair spilling over his shoulders... Only the masquerade mask covering his face. “I would have died of shame! Or I would have committed suicide!”
“Stop over reacting.” the other sigh, happy that the villagers had run to their homes in terror before the hugging had started. He just couldn’t understand Kaine’s personality. He could be cruel and cold at moments… but when he himself were feeling down, Kaine would change personality, and do his best in cheering him up. “Let us go to the brothel in the next town… I heard they got some new cute girls there.”
“Ok.” Kaine hiccup and clutch helpless to his followers hand. “I love you.”
“Shut up!” he complains, and pushes him away… walking before him to keep him away. That guy was too weird… but... He was a good friend. “So… did anything happen again? Since you decided to change personality again?”
“No!” Kaine whimper, and clutch happy to him, only the mask and the muscles on his body showing that he wasn’t a woman. “When my dear lord feels sad… I’ll even cast away my honor to make him smile again… just that… is ok.”
“Really!” He growl annoyed and let Kaine clutch to him. “But… thanks anyway. But your cheering is scarier than helping…”
“Really?!” Kaine whimper, and quickly let go of him, pulling his hood over his face again, the beautiful long hair disappearing into darkness. “Ok… then I’ll be dark and brooding again… excuse my behavior.”
“Eh… when… did you become my servant?” The poor warrior sob, trying to pretend he had never seen that mentally unstable man before.
“I have said it haven’t I? So many times…” Kaine laugh gently, and once more kneel in front of his friend, who were quite relived they were out of the town now. “I will do anything for you… my dearest.”
A shiver goes down the poor man’s back, as Kaine kissed his hand gently. Ok… he had a feeling he had experienced that before that day… like a déjà vu or something.
Kaine look confused up, and give a affections smile from under his masquerade mask.
“What?” Kaine laugh gently. He liked it when his dear friend smiled. He really suited it, much more than he suited to be dark and unfriendly. “Was it something I said?”
“No… it’s just… that you remember me of someone I know…” He laughs gently, and pats the shadow manipulator gently on the head. “How about we get to a dungeon and try getting some killing done?”
“I know just the place we can go… just to be alone.” Kaine whisper, and let the long black hair of his friend glide trough his fingers, smelling at it. “You need a shower first… I’ll wait at the destination for you… just come to the hidden castle of the fallen angels… I heard a rare being has been seen there.”
“How can you know I haven’t showered just by smelling my hair?” He complains, and tosses a stone after the snickering Kaine.
“It’s because I know you better than anyone.” Kaine laugh gently, before he jumps up, disappearing in the air. “You might find me closer than you think. And be careful… ok?”
“Ok… damned old pervert.” he sighs, and warps away, Kaine giving a mischievous smile from the darkness.
“Who sad I were old? My dearest?”
“Ok! Where the hell are you?!” The black haired warrior complains, and looks around in the lighted castle.
It really weren’t like all the other castles around Avalon. It weren’t dark and creepy. It looked more like it were carved and decorated with all sorts of diamonds and crystals… it was truly beautiful.
But for some reason… the entire castle felt so familiar to him, like he had been there before, maybe he had dreamt of it before, it did seem like a dream castle. It was a little like he had imagined the castle of the evil snow witch. But… it wasn’t cold at all… it felt warm.
“Come on! Kaine! Where the hell are you!?” He yells out, his voice echoing throughout the castle. It was weird, but he had a feeling no one had been there for a really long time. It was so dusty… and he had a feeling it would have been really beautiful there if someone had cleaned it. It would be so radiant. “Kaine!!!”
~There is no one here…~
The poor warrior gives a scream, jumping back. But then he heard the gentle laughter of someone and, and relaxed. Looking up at the pale form sitting on the throne, a throne made of the most precious diamond.
“Who… are you?” He whispers after a while, not able to take his eyes off the beautiful creature before him. He had never seen someone like that. Long silver hair and deep golden yellow eyes, and his face were almost white. If it hadn’t been for the loss of forms… he would have thought it a woman. But… he didn’t move, and he hadn’t heard any voice… just in his head.
~I don’t know, Do you know?~
“How the hell… am I supposed to know that?” He whisper, and walk slowly to the throne. But stop suddenly, as he saw the chains that appeared around the frail form, keeping him from moving at all. “Hey… are you… ok?”
~I can never move anywhere outside my prison… and my mirror got broken… but... I came here to find you… this world is our new mirror.~ echo around them, and the lifeless doll continue to look emotionless up at the confused warrior. ~I can see you… I can touch you… I can talk to you… but I can never walk together with you again…I want to… be with you again! My dearest…~
“I don’t know who you are…” He whisper, and hesitate, before he bring his hand down… brushing the cold cheek gently. It was hard. But… how could anyone have made such a lifelike statue? Someone must have painted it… making it look human. But… why did a sorrow grow inside of him? Why did he want to see it smile. “Are you… real? Or are you just a statue?”
~I’m nothing… I’m nothing at all…~
The warrior starts shaking, his hand wanting to brush though the long silvery hair, but to no avail… it was hard as stone also.
“Don’t say that… everyone is something...” He whisper, kneeling down in front of the statue, taking a loving hold of the outstretched hand. “I will be your knight… I’ll protect you from all harm… so… tomorrow… I will come back to you again. Will you talk to me then too?”
~your name, can you… tell me your name? Your true name, please?~
“My true name?” He whisper, and give the now almost warm hand a loving kiss. “I’m sorry… but I won’t tell my true name to anyone… but you can call me…Abel.”
~Abel… I’m happy… that you are my knight… I’ll wait for you forever…~