Fight or Die Sequel

Hallucinations

- Qibli

Last time I thought Moon was dead, it was like a gaping hole in my chest, and as much as it hurt, I didn't watch her die, there was always a small hope she could come back.

Now I know that she's gone. It was no clone of her, that really was Moon.

The worst was watching the light leave her eyes. All life drained from her body.

It filled me with rage. So much rage. I had no more tears left to fall, and no more sadness to give.

Just an empty feeling and rage.

Sunset is doing better, she won't be permanently scarred or anything. She's already forgetting things.

Soon she is going to stop asking where's mommy, she won't even remember Moon.

I clenched my fists.

Sunset was with Glory and Lunaria, Glory said that I needed to leave and take a breather because apparently I was hovering too much and she needed some space.

So I went and found something to beat up.

I found a stack of hay, and just completely destroyed it.

I went over all the moves that I could have done to keep Wasp from hurting Moon, all the ways I would hurt her if I ever saw her again.

I wanted revenge.

I believe in second chances, I believe in good people doing bad things.

But Wasp, she knows she is evil, she accepts that and uses it with glee.

Killing her would make me as guilty as stepping on an ant. But as satisfying as winning every battle you've ever fought.

I wanted to hurt her so badly.

The very idea of it spread adrenaline through my veins making me fight harder, for Moon.

I could barely hear anything else as I attacked.

Then an angelic voice ran through my head.

It calmed me instantly.

It was Moon's voice.

"Qibli. Fighting like this will not solve anything, you have to accept and move on." she says.

She doesn't even sound like herself. Moon would say something funny or sarcastic, she would make herself sound older and probably couldn't if she tried.

I took a deep breath.

"Does death immediately make you wise? You sound like your 85." I say.

I light chuckle echoes in my mind.

My anger fades slightly.

"Yeah it sounded weird didn't it? But seriously, punching a stack of hay over and over again will make you more angry. I speak from experience." she says.

Now that was Moon.

But it didn't help much, I knew this was unhealthy, engaging in my minds feeble attempts to help cope.

Pretending she was speaking to me would only hurt me in the long run.

Make me go mad, I couldn't play into it. If not for me, but for Sunset's sake. I had to stay stable.

I picked up a sword and twirled it through my fingers.

But for this one time, I will engage.

"You should go. It's like you're here anyways." I say.