The Last Avian Soldier (The Nine Realms Universe)

one: escape feels like a dream

*chapter contains violence*

CHAPTER ONE

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ESCAPE FEELS LIKE A DREAM

| zephyr |

Death is easy. Death is relief. It doesn't matter what people say or do in life because at the end of it all death waits for us. Patiently. Quietly. Like a soldier of shadows, of despair and grief. He looks down upon all of us with this twisted smile... that says he knows our ultimate fate. He taunts us with the knowledge of our deaths. When it'll happen, and how. Everything dies eventually. Not even immortality can save you in the end.

Death would be my saviour. My peace in this endless sea of torment. Only he knows that that'll be too easy for me, he knows that I don't deserve it. No, because I deserve to live. I wish, pray, beg for death to take me but he never does. Honestly at this point Hell would be more appreciated than to keep living. Death doesn't want me. Hell doesn't want me. My hell is to live. To live with this guilt, this pain.

Until death in its worst form comes for me.

A death I deserve. One that reminds me of all my mistakes, and all that I've lost.

For the time being, all I can do is continue to fight my way through this existence. Weapon-less. Alone. Without a purpose, or people to fight for. I think the only thing I'm fighting for is death. For a fraction of myself. Because even though I know this life is what I deserve, I won't subject myself to this captivity. It's not what they would have wanted for me. I have to believe that. It's all I have left to hold onto.

Which leads me to this.

Running.

Skidding around yet another corner in this twisted maze of hallways I'm met with more of Lycarus' men. Armed and ready. The alarms warning everyone of my escape ring loudly like the shrieks of a city on fire, giving me a skull-splitting headache. As if the poor souls that have been lost in this place are screaming to be freed from their prison. The same prison I'm trapped in. It's not appreciated when I'm literally fighting my way out of this building with nothing but my fists.

Building? More like a fortress. I have no idea where Lycarus has been keeping me prisoner all these months, which makes it more difficult for me to escape. After all, I don't want to make it to the front doors only to be stuck in someplace completely unknown to me.

I smashed my way through the small group of vampires. Catching the five of them off guard with the sudden action. Maybe they thought I would turn and flee in the other direction? Maybe they thought I was so beaten I'd curl up and admit defeat? If so then they were seriously mistaken. One swings his fist towards my face, aiming to knock me down. I dodged the blow and shoved another into a wall. Two come at me quickly while another loads his gun with what I assumed was a tranquillizer of some sort. I slammed my fist into someone's nose, sending blood flying and his head snapping to the side at contact. The other two both recovered. Both of them, along with a third came barreling into me with more force than necessary. I was knocked off my feet, hitting the cold surface of the floor with a loud thump. Ears still ringing, I kicked out at one as a second guy tried to pin me down using his weight.

"IS THAT TRANQUILLIZER READY?!" One screamed. I punched him in the jaw. A second was trying to pin down my legs and ended up getting kicked in the face, while another guy was trying to help the man load the damn gun. During all this one vampire was clutching his bleeding nose off to the side.