Part 1

4 0 0
                                    

Venus's Grave

          A young man walked calmly among the gravestones, his pale skin made him seem like the living dead, yet his rosy lips made him look like he came out from a painting. Walking past many gravestones, he stopped at a certain one. The grave before him had long been overgrown, mosses growing from the tombstone, and leftover flowers that had already withered and dried.

          The young man slowly crouched, his eyes not leaving the gravestone, on it, one could barely see that it read Venus Menderloon.

          "Mister, are you visiting your friend?" a sudden small voice allowed the young man to turn his head.

         Beside him stood a little girl who seemed to be 7 years old. The child's big eyes looked into his eyes, full of curiosity.

          "Yes, and why are you here?" the young man asked.

          "I'm also visiting a friend, mommy said he went to heaven, do you think so?" the child asked.

          "You don't believe your mom?"

          "It's not that I don't," the child placed her small index finger onto her lips, surveying her surroundings. "It's just that no one has ever seen it, how do they know it's real?"

          "You can't see gravity yet, it's there," the young man replied.

          "That doesn't count!" the child pouted.

          "It's real."

          The child squinted, as if suspicious. "Ok!" she smiled cheekily.

          The young man raised his eyebrows, "So you believe me?"

          "Mommy lies to me sometimes, she thinks I believe her when I really don't!" the girl informed, "I think mister is not a liar, you look like a good person."

          ...

          The girl later left after getting the answer to her question, meanwhile, the young man stayed where he was, watching the gravestone of his friend as if waiting for something to happen.

          "Ve, did you hear her? She said I don't look like a liar," he let out a laugh, "but aren't you dead because I lied to you?"

          "I, Noren Forance, had promised to be there when you needed me, yet I broke that promise," He collapsed onto the damped grass, letting his pants soak up the rain from last night.

          Noren looked around, not a soul was present, only the swaying trees and gray sky, "Ve, I won't leave you here anymore, you must be lonely."

          Noren began to dig the ground, his hands muddied.

          That day, a young man carrying a human figure left a trail of his footsteps, but the trail stopped suddenly, leaving no evidence of his whereabouts.

...

          "Nor! What are you doing!" a teenage looking girl yelled, looking at what Noren was carrying.

          "Ve must be lonely, I'm going to-"

          "Are you going to use your powers again?" her fist tightened and stomped her feet.

          "Lesley, don't you want to see her?" Noren asked, his words piercing through Lesley's heart.

          Lesley bit her lips, "Nor! Can't you remember what Ve had said before she died?" her eyes were red, trying to hold back her tears, "she wanted to die as a human! You think she'll be happy to know she became an undead like you?!"

          Noren couldn't reply, Lesley was right, Venus had never wanted to do anything with his world, the world which she rejected even when she could have lived.

          Lesley looked at Noren one last time before leaving, if he was determined to, no one could stop him, even his own sister. Her footsteps slowly faded away as Noren was left in the dark grand room, the fire from the candles dyed as if to show her departure.

          A wrapped human shape still in his arms, he walked up a flight of stairs. This place was built in the mid-1900s, and though it was old, it was well maintained, shown by the sturdy wooden steps and clean handrails. Noren passed by many old portraits which couldn't be seen in the dark.

          After a while, he entered a room and laid what was in his arms on the bed. In the sheets that he held, laid many pieces of a human skeleton. The rotting flesh smell no longer lingered as it was cleaned away by Noren.

          If it was before, he wouldn't have hesitated to bring her to life, for Venus to live once again. Yet, being reminded by his sister, he couldn't anymore, not when he knew Venus wouldn't be glad to be alive, to be an immortal like him.

          "I'm sorry," Noren silently said before gently wrapping Venus's bones up again. 

........................................................................................................................

(Author's Note: I usually try to make my character's names unique and not an overrated names but sometimes, I make weird ass names lol. Anyway, what do you think Noren will do next? Will he really give up? and if he does, what now? What new info the final part will reveal??) 

Venus's GraveWhere stories live. Discover now