Chapter 6

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I laid my head back against the wall, and closed my eyelids. My heart was slowing down to its normal pace. I had sat, silently for minutes. Nate's banging had stopped. I knew he was watching. Looking over, I locked eyes with him, his hands were still on the glass, and he was staring intently at him. It was worry in his eyes and his mouth was in a deeply set frown.

"I don't need a servant." I stressed to the Thrall in front of me. I was still looking at my friend.

You wish to get out, yes?

"Yes." I rolled my head back to it. It sat hunched, blood dripped onto the floor. My eyes traveled to it. "Does that bother you?" I asked, and returned to staring at the ceiling. I had been studying it for a while now. And I was now wondering what each dent, each mark was. It had been through a lot.

I wonder what stories it could tell?

It is a wall, Awoken. There are no stories to tell.

My heart leaped in my chest, it knew what I was thinking.

I am not an it, either.

"Get out of my mind," I spat at it. "What are you classified as, even? You are an 'it' Thrall doesn't suit you." I narrowed my eyes at it.

I told you, Guardian. I am Enki. You should address me as such. And no matter what you believe, I am your servant, and you will have to accept me.

"I am still confused on your origin." I mumbled and lowered my head.

I am your manifestation of Dark in its purest form.

"Oh. So all my bad thoughts go to you?"

In a sense.

"That," I paused, and wagged a finger at Enki. "is unsettling." But what was really unsettling was the fact that I was comfortable around Enki. That I was already finding myself relaxed around him, I think its a him at least. He didn't sound as he though had a gender.

I didn't feel frightened, or at least as much as I was in the first place.

If you view it that way, then yes. It can be most unsettling.

I looked to him, I decided a pronoun, and tapped my finger on the floor. "Isn't it ironic? That out of all of your species I killed in Asia, I picked you to transport here?"

Our fates were intertwined from the beginning, Guardian. Ever since you awoke. Your unnatural levels of Dark were pushed out by the Speaker. Thus, I was created. As of now, your Darkness is slowly coming back. Slowly, your soul is coming back together from being scattered by the very people you trusted.

Think about it. Is the Dark such a bad thing?

His hush whispers in my mind lulled me. I wanted to sleep and not think about what he had said, or the fact that my trusted mentors had locked me up down here.

I didn't want to think. But I had to. Because it was needed, not for Nate, not for the Vanguard, but for me.

"The Dark is the very thing I have fought, Enki." I scooted closer to him. "The people I trusted have betrayed me, yes, but I know why. I understand. And that is what I have to believe. Our fates are intertwined, I believe that now. But how am I going to propose you? They will kill you." I murmured.

I felt at ease now completely. My body was loose and relaxed. Enki looked the same, or as same as he could be. I was close to a creature oozing with blood, a busted throat and an exposed brain.

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