Chapter 27
Pain ignites me as darkness engulfs me. I always thought dying would be peaceful, seems I was wrong. I feel like my body is burning. I am ripped from the pain suddenly and am with regrets and visions of people I have hurt. None hurt as bad as watching Nix watch me die. Not even watching Alex die. I wonder if I will see him soon. Red said he was at peace, I am too. I am at peace with the person I was when I died. Sure, I have done terrible things but, in the end, I did the only thing I was meant to do. I saved her. Mr. suit, that's what I will always call him, thinks he killed the dragon. He thinks he was bound to me. That means Zayes can still save her. I just don't get to be a part of the grand plan. That's ok every chess match needs pawns. I am one lucky pawn; how many pawns earn the love of the queen? Oh, what a beautiful queen she was. I hope I don't forget her. Her softness on my skin. Her gentleness in an embrace. I would die a thousand times just to love her again. Millions for her to love me back. Fire burns my insides. The worst pain I have ever felt sears my brain and all through my veins. If I could scream I would. I am crippled, overwhelmed with the pain. Hours pass with no relief. Maybe days. When I convince myself, I am burning in hell the pain stops. I sigh in relief, I heard that. Wait... I wiggle my toes. I can feel my toes. I snap my eyes open in darkness, I fumble my fingers around feeling cold metal all around me. My body feels supercharged. I can feel strength in my limbs like I never thought to be possible. I feel supernatural. "Surprise." I jump at Zayes voice.
"Oh no, give me back the pain over being stuck in eternity with the bitter beast." I mumble.
"That is the worst thank you I have ever heard," he growls. "You did it, Evan. You are alive."
"Thats not possible." I say felling my body with trembling fingers finding only a thin sheet of paper covering me.
"It wasnt possible. Now it is. We merged idiot."
"What? You said I wasnt ready that it would probably kill me." I accuse him.
"You were already dying; I took a chance. Lucky for both of us I saved you just in time. Also, you listen better when you are dead."
"So, somehow by me dying I was more susceptible to the merge?" I ask. I begin feeling trapped and overwhelmed by the metal prison.
"Now youre getting it." He says morphing his mind in mine causing me to shudder.
"That felt gross." I state. Kind of felt like cold slime oozing around inside me.
"I have had enough with this, can we find Azriel now?" He growls.
At the mention of Red I punch my fist out straight from my head breaking the door clean off its hinges. I was afraid of that. It only confirms my suspicions of being in the dead people cooler. I look down at my toe now bathed in cheap light. I have a toe tag. Of course, I have a toe tag. I pull myself out towards the light and throw my feet to the ground with more force than I knew I had. First off I need the truth. I state stretching my muscles. Adryel, is what he said true? That you tried to kill Red?
Yes. He states. I was created out of necessity. There needed to be a keeper of the dark souls, and at one point that was me. I was Hades. Her and Adryel were too powerful and I knew I could never win if they ever came after me. Adryel was wise and skeptical, Azriel wasnt. I coaxed her to me and attempted to end her. He states. She healed me as I tried to kill her. Everyone is the villain in someones story, Evan. Everyone has a past; it is what we do with our futures that define us. I changed my fate. I became the protector of innocents when my purpose was to be the destroyer. I have done many terrible things, but I choose to make up for them instead of punish myself for them.
Thats why you are so hard on your vessels. I state. You failed her more than anyone, so you have the most to prove.
No, I am hard on vessels because they are stupid.
Whatever you have to tell yourself. I shrug him off trying to position the sheet around me to cover myself. I give up dropping it and snagging a lab coat off a hook in the corner.
Enough of this, we need to find her. He demands.
I nod my head, "Okay, dragon. Lets go find our girl."
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Phoenix Rising (re-writing)
Teen Fiction"Once upon a time there was a dragon that only knew one love, a phoenix." She laughs at me again. "The phoenix was kind, full of compassion. She could see the corruption in the world knowing that eventually the dark would consume the light. The drag...
