Looking for her.

I would kill for her

I reached the castle by night. It was time to see if those hours I spend playing Thief: The Metal Age would do me any good. Chances were slim at best. I hadn't slept for over a day by that point. I had one thing in my favor. From my experience at the military, I saw how lax was the patrols and the sentries, when they didn't expect an attack. Also those guys didn't even have walkie talkies. This was gonna be easy. Then I repeated that sentence to myself a few times, as I walked to my death sentence.

A small door side door was gonna be the way I was going in. Two guards. Damn. So much for sneak attacks. I walked close with the cover of darkness and then I crawled as close to them as I could without them spotting me. Their necks were open for attack. If I was quick enough, I could kill them before they could take out their weapons or yell for help. Please help me aim good. Please. Who I was praying to, I had no idea. The idea that I was about to kill two men had to be pushed on the back of my mind. There would be time to cry later. Intent to kill. Think purely of killing. Grasp at any means to do so. Censors off, do not flinch. KILL.

I launched myself at the first target and runned my sword through his throat. The human surprise at his face and the sudden realization that he was about to die would hunt me for years. But at that moment I just followed my premade plan. I took back my sword and sliced the other guys throat. Neither of them could scream. I dragged them away from the light and got in the castle. 

"Great, now what," I thought. I had no idea where was she. I checked the first floor. Two more human beings died by my hand. I attacked one from behind and took his uniform. The second man died when I walked up to him like a friend and killed him. I didn't have strength any more, but I had to keep looking. I wasnt able to drag the bodies around this time. A third guard walked towards my direction. I could hardly breath I was so tired. I walked up to him and pushed him against the wall, with the sword on his throat.

"Zefi. Up or down?" I said and I pointed first up and then down. He pointed up. He was terrified. I could see it in his eyes. I was a monster. "How many floors?" I asked, knowing that he didn't understand me at all, but I lifted my fingers to ask him for the number of floors. Strangely he understood me. 3 floors up. He pointed to a rope on his belt. He wanted me to tie him. I couldn't take the risk. I was a monster. I sliced his throat.

I found the stairs. I walked three floors up and I found only a corridor that led to a huge door. It was guarded by two people. One was half asleep. It was surely a trap but I had no choice. My body was failing me. I was minutes away from collapsing. But I wanted to see her beautiful eyes again, even if it was the last thing I did in my life.

"So much for rescuing her hero. You selfish bastard. You should have stayed at the village and regained your strength. Idiot."

I walked up to the sleeping guard. I was not supposed to be up there, he knew it. He told me something, but I didn't stop walking. He reached for his sword too late. I was in striking distance and with one slice I nearly decapitated him. The second guard came running while he yelled something. Not even the adrenaline running through my veins could give me strength now and even if I had, I wasn't trained to fight with swords. I lifted the dead guards sword and prepared to fight. I fell on my knees. This was the end.

"NO," yelled my brain. "You have to keep fighting. For once in your life don't quit. Do it for her."
"Alright. What can I do," I thought. "I can't win this fight but I have a brain. I should use it." I sit back with my back against the wall and I was panting hard. The guard came close and put the blade on my neck. Terror. This is what that poor guy I interrogated must have felt like.

"Zefi," I said simply. He nodded that I should get up. I did, but as I got up I pushed the blade away from my neck with my arm. I felt the sword cutting open a wound on my arm until it touched the bone. I wanted to yell out from the pain. It wasn't like anything I ever felt before. Excruciating pain but I didn't even have the strength to scream. With my hiden other arm I jabbed his brain with my pocket knife.

 "That's what happens if you never watched a movie"

I opened the big door expecting only the worse. And there, inside the throne room, was her. Her eyes, my god, they were like the primordial stars of the universe. So rare that only a couple existed in all of the cosmos. Her face, her body... I wanted to drop everything and go cry in her arms, and kiss her and sleep with her for days, until everything was healed. Tears filled her eyes and she smiled. All of my worries had gone away. I was happy.

But someone else entered the picture. A well dressed man, holding a sword. He blocked my sight of her. Rage filled me. I didn't think it was possible to master any more strength, but it had happened. I lifted my short sword. 

"Let her go."

"Oh so you are one of her world, huh. Put down your weapon and you will not be harmed."
"It wasn't a request. Let her go or I will tear you apart, limb from limb, while you are still alive, even if it is the last thing I will do." He took a step back when he saw the anger on my face but he regained his composure very quickly.

"Look at you. With your toy sword, your bloody arm, your pale face. I don't even need a sword. Here." he said and left it on the floor.

He got close to me. I tried to strike but he just punched my sword arm and the sword fell out of my hand. He lifted me up like I was nothing and tossed me at the wall. I stayed down until he came and lifted me again, just so he could punch me in the stomach.

"Who is she to you anyway? Your friend? Your sister? Your wife?" I couldn't talk. I wanted him to die so much. I wish I could run my sword through his heart.

"More..." I whispered so silently that I only I heard it. A sword stabbed him from behind into his heart.

"He is my..." "She is my.." we said at the same time. "daemon" A shaden realization came to his face just a few moments before he died, that it was a mistake to get between a bond so strong.

She kneeled down and she hugged me like she hasn't had before and kissed me on the mouth and on my face. She picked me up despite me saying that I would slow her down. She took a sword in her hand and we got out of the castle. All of the journey until I woke up the next day was a blur. I remember her fighting some people to save my life. I remember how fierce she was. I remember some running away in fear.

I woke up on a green field. The grass smelled good. She was sleeping next to me. Almost at the same time as me, she opened her eyes. "Good morning," she whispered. I don't remember what I said, what I used to describe the full range of my emotions in one sentence. I remember that I cried after that and she hugged me tightly. Her embrace was paradise for me. We would live together, exploring these lands, bringing change to a world that needed it.