When Fates's Too Cruel

I Hate Fillers

Chapter 3 ~~~~When your name sounds like a vegetable.

OC

A four-foot spear juts out of the guy in front of me. It was covered in weird golden ooze, thick and gross. The blood looked like honey with golden glitter in it, and it stuck to everything it touched. Also, did I mention that his skin was turning transparent? His skin was turning to glass.

Do you know those edible water bottles, little orbs of a cover made of some algae? Do you know the transparent type? His skin was turning to that kind of colour. The weirder thing was that he didn't seem to have any organs at all. I mean, there was only the golden blood, bone, and muscles, but no organs, like a heart or something.

The whole place was illuminated by the blood, which glowed like a light bulb. The spear in front of me was humming. Something about the face of the guy felt familiar until a sharp pang shot through the back of my skull.

Memories flooded my head, and images and voices flooded my senses. Until something cracked, and all the memories disappeared. I realized that I had closed my eyes and stopped breathing. The burn of my lungs and the stinging pain in my eyes brought me to reality and drowned out the chaos and confusion left behind by the rush of memories.

I took a deep breath, suppressing a cough.

I strained against the chains a little and felt the clinking of the metal that bound me. My captor was dead, but I was still captive. I could swear the clanking of the chains sounded like laughter.

If the dead dude was correct, that meant that I was much stronger. So why couldn't I snap these chains like they were toothpicks? Then I noticed a growl, making me jump instantly into alert mode. I only then realized that the growl was from my grumbling trembling friend in my belly. My muscles may be strong, but they had no fuel and screamed at every movement I made.

I had to go all out, and use all my strength at once and try to break these chains, if I couldn't, I couldn't escape my prison. The only thing that kept me going was... I don't even know why I woke up. Shouldn't I have died out of hunger in my sleep? Well, whatever was keeping me going; I didn't want to imagine what would happen once it ran out. I had to survey my surroundings and focus on my strengths.

I concentrated on whatever other reserves I had. The spear was too far away. I felt it draw towards me, which was weird because I didn't feel the same thing before. I focused on it, and it seemed to have a red glow, rather an aura, emanating from it, covering it with a flickering ghostly red light. Then I saw a faint line, that stretched from the centre of the spear to the middle of my chest, exactly between my lungs.

I focused on the spear a bit more and the whole world turned dark.

A whole new world appeared in its place. Everything glowed, and the sun was fiery bright, and I could even see the moon, opposite in direction to the sun.

What was weird was that everything had an aura. The sun's golden aura reached and hit everything in its range and the plants converted the golden glowing energy to green dim energy. The air had a neon grey energy to it and the earth had murky green energy, with the moon with a telltale silver glow. I could even sense tiny aquamarine specks which I guessed as moisture in the air.

When I looked at the spear, the spear glowed a brilliant red, ten times brighter than the original aura I had seem.

I stretched my senses, trying to feel for anything else.

But then the voices began.

Creepy whispers, crackling like feedback, which should have made it impossible to recognize, yet it was audible and understandable. The voices were everywhere, coming from all directions, all with the same volume.