Post by Suiyou Railey on Oct 13, 2011 21:27:05 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/vg0x3a.jpg); background-color: #000000; border-radius: 50px; 50px; 50px; 50px; -moz-border-radius: 50px; 50px; 50px; 50px, bTable] ~The black rain may pour hard and leave me drenched,But I know I can change, I will change myself ~ | |
 | Railey had been pondering over this ever since the meeting, it was like he couldn't get it off his mind. And he wondered what would happen to them, why did this have to happen. Why did they have to do this, why was he asking himself so many questions. He sighed and dropped his face into his pillow, he had to leave soon. His eyes drifted over the clock, he didn't want to go and yet his curiosity wanted him to go. With that he had crawled out of his bed, grabbed his bag and was soon walking with the others. The ones that had shown up anyway. '.....Why don't you run away little brat~' That voice inside his head was not helping him at this point, he did want to turn and run. But no he wouldn't, he had to stay. The boy just forced his feet to keep going, even though each step felt like something was grabbing his legs keeping him stuck where he stood. He wouldn't let it get the better of him, the kid took a breathe and stepped through that door. Not sure if he wanted to see what might be on the other side, what if this was just a trap. He opened his eyes, looking around the room was dark, he could hear something fluttering, almost like little wings. His hands went to his bag, he wanted to get out of here, but he kept walking forward. 'The fear....it won't stop me....' He felt like his legs were being held back again, trying to take a step forward the kid fell onto the ground. His bag had opened, and the book that was in it flew out against the wall. His eyes stayed on the book, as he pulled himself off the ground, the pages were flipping as if someone was looking through the book. He could hear footsteps, and the sound of something glass breaking. Railey covered his ears, that noise it was the same as before. He hated it, why was it happening, why now of all times. He heard another crash and a scream, lightning seemed to flash. He felt a chill run up his spine, a voice in his ear. "Your fears....your lies....your secrets....how long do you plan on running away little boy~" The pages of the book were flipping against, he could catch glimpses of things, he moved to pick it up. Just as he was going to touch it the pages seemed to get torn away from the book and stick to the walls and floor. He was looking over the pages, the images that formed, memories from his past and he stopped looking at one image. They all looked so happy in that one, but even he knew it was fake. Railey couldn't understand this, the footsteps got closer again. It felt like a force had shoved him down onto the ground. The boy looked at the ink on the pages, it was bubbling and changing right before his eyes. 'Run away...have to run...' But he couldnt' bring himself to move, the ink was forming something. The child looked up to meet...his own eyes...or well eye. The thing...no the person before him, it was him from his past. "Does the little brat want to run again...just like you did before..."The black haired male forced himself up, looking up at the bandaged eye of his counterpart. "S...shut up...You don't know me!" Railey really wanted to know what the heck this was about, and why no one had explained. The kid hated being kept in the shadows, so cold and so alone. The other form flickered for a second and just laughed, the laugh in itself set shivers up Railey's spine. "Oh but you don't get it....ya little brat...all that rage you hold onto...the hate for your brother...that guilt...You are nothing but some fake little kid who can't stand growing up!" Railey flinched and shook his head, this thing or person whatever the heck it was knew nothing about him. "no....you...are...wrong!" The kid didn't want to look at the walls, the room seemed to be growing darker, if this could grow any darker. He didn't believe this, the creature thing moved to rip one of the pages off the wall throwing it at Railey's feet."you act so cheerful...but you can't even look at yourself in the mirror....afraid to see what you really are..." He looked to the paper, it was like looking at his reflection, but his skin was bruised and burned. And he was holding a piece of broken glass in his hand. He could hear other voices, that he hadn't heard for years. "Railey~" The voice whispered, as if trying to tempt him away that voice he had heard her voice in his nightmares. But here, why was it here, she was gone. He felt a hand grab his arm, a burning pain spread up his arm. That scar that was there started to bleed, the blood falling onto the ground. "shut up...shut up! Shut up! You people know nothing about me! you aren't me! leave me alone..." The ink that was swirling on the floor turned red, Railey felt it touch his ankles. "How many times do I have to explain this to you....I AM YOU!" Railey fell back looking up at his shadow, he swallowed. He wanted to keep on denying this thing. The boy backed up, as if he was trying to find a corner to hide in, as he always had as a child. "It's not real....it's not here....dreaming...." He tried to plug his ears, and back away from this close off from the world. He looked up the pages were turning to glass and shattering as they hit the ground. He didn't want to look, he could hear something, almost like claws scratching along the ground. "Just as father said....you are nothing compared to your brother!" He felt the pain in his eye return as he slammed his hand over it, it seemed to get worse with each step, the shadow was getting closer to him. 'Leave me alone! Leave me alone! Have to always be happy! for brother ,father and mother' The boy felt clawed hands grab his throat, he tugged at them opening his eyes to look at the thing holding onto him. "Let me go!" He tried to kick it, this was not him, and it never would be. The boy wanted to fight and get away, he would not let whatever this thing was take him, nor did he want to accept that it was him. He was not this person that was trying to scare him. (feel like this is a fail....but um yea here ya go!) |
| [cs=2] ~Even If I'm told that my destiny is immutable no matter what I do, This is, that's right, "pride", each in its own place...~ |
