Arizium

Chapter 35

Wolf squirmed on top of the crumbled sheets of the bed as images flashed through his mind in quick succession. He knew that they must have been memories, since images of the day he had tried to kiss his best friend made its appearance. He tried to will it away and managed to make the images appear at much faster pace to the point of incomprehension. He thought he saw a man in a black outfit, but the memory passed as swiftly as it came and was replaced by other meaningless memories that he couldn't keep up with enough to comprehend.

With a suddenty that made the boy motion sick, the flashing glimpses completely disappeared, leaving him with nothing more than his own thoughts. Once he was sure that the memories wouldn't be coming back, he couldn't help but feel angry at how easily his mind could toy with him when he lost control. He had learned nothing from the flashbacks since they were all too fast for his slow memory to file away. The urge to scream overwhelmed him, Why the fuck does this have to happen to me and no one else? But he settled on biting his tongue instead.

He heard thunder rumble close by as the storm finally began its early stages. Or, at least, he thought that was what he heard. He refused to believe anything his senses told him anymore.

Wolf patted the spot next to him and found it empty. He couldn't remember Resa leaving, She probably got tired of me. He thought sadly. He could at least tell that she was nearby, and that she was very very very unhappy about something.

Could I have really made her this angry? He thought curiously and held his head in his hands as it started to pound. With deep breaths, he reached out to Resas conscious tentatively.
Resa? He tried, and forced himself to ignore the pain behind his eyes. She didn't show any sign of recognition that he was in her mind, probably because it was filled with an unbelievable amount of rage.

Re- Wolf went to try again, but found himself back in his own skull. Resa must have kicked him out somehow. He could feel warning bells going off in his head, which didn't help the pain that was already pulsing through it.

"Resa?" He called out weakly, hoping that she was at least still in the building. He got no response other than a shout from outside, probably from some random people gossiping.
I have to get to her. He thought determinedly and gritted his teeth before forcing his way back into the wolf's mind. Resa! He shouted.
She seemed surprised at his presence, and maybe a little ashamed?
R-Resa... What are you doing? The ashamed feeling intensified at the question, and she began to recede away from him again.

Resa... don't... don't you dare leave. What the hell d-did... you do? He knew that she was only ever ashamed when she did something that she knew would upset him.

He heard that sound of thunder again, but it didn't seem... right. He recognized the sound sure enough, but it wasn't as loud as thunder ought to be.

Then he heard a loud, bloodcurdling scream.

RESA! Somehow Wolf knew that she was behind the sudden cry. Silence suddenly enveloped him eerily, as if the entire world was sleeping. What did you do what did you do what the bloody hell did you do. He attempted to stand up, and cursed in a slurred tongue when his legs gave out under him.

His teeth gritted together as his head pounded harder. Using the wall as support, he crawled up to his feet and stumbled to the stairs with drunken steps. Somehow he managed force his legs to obey, and with great caution (and with major help from the railing) wormed his way up the seemingly never-ending staircase. The upstairs was completely devoid of life, much to his relief, the bulky men that usually stayed there creeped him out.

He shuffled past tables towards the front door and nearly fell face first into it. The scorching sun bit at his eyes and forced him to blink until he could actually see. Once his vision cleared, he saw the forms of Lucius, Phoenix, Madelina, and Arro who were all staring at him. His eyes traveled down to the ground and gasped when he saw the alarming amount of crimson.

Resa.... He thought sadly. She had slaughtered civilians, ripped them up one by one until they stopped screaming. Her white muzzle was painted red from the insides of the once living, dripping from her mouth like a case of the rabids.

He could imagine their screams as the giant wolf tore at them mercilessly, they never stood a chance. The cries of help echoed throughout his pounding skull in a frenzy. He could see every tendon being ripped apart by Resa's giant jaws in his mind, the tearing sound was amplified by his fear.

His hands found his hair and pulled as the hallucination intensified. He could feel his eyes glaze over with tears and felt his screams rubbing his throat raw as he witnessed his pacifist wolf rip apart humans of every shape and age.

No... No... SHES NOT VIOLENT SHES NOT VIOLENT SHES NOT VIOLENT. He told himself over and over again, but the reality of it all was just too... real, too valid.

"Wolf?" Someone was calling him, but he drowned them out with his continuous screams. His head HURT.

"Wolf!" Someone called again. "Wolf calm dow-"

"MY NAME IS ARIN."

And the world went black.

(A/N: I literally have no excuse for why this was so late (or so bad). Ive had it written out for almost a week now, I was just too lazy to transfer and edit and uuuuugh. I'm so sorry that I'm still so noobish at writing. I'm slowly trying to figure it all out. Once I'm completely I'm going to rewrite it all again. I refuse to leave it this bad.
I love you all thank you sooooo much for being super patient <3 <3 <3)