Infinite

Chapter 17

I could feel the darkness spilling from him, and I heard him snarl like whatever it was crawling underneath his human skin. My heart was beating fast... faster, as I felt trepidation fill the air and harden it with resolve. All was silent for one beat, two... and then I heard someone scream. It was loud and scared, penetrating the air and sending my hair on end. I stood swiftly, peaking over the edge of ragged glass and peering into the darkness of whatever room Sebastian had just entered. At first I saw nothing but blackness... felt nothing but the cool, stale air inside. As my eyes adjusted to the shadows, I began to make out several figures draped in long, flowing cloaks. They looked as phantoms would, hiding in the blankness from which they had been begotten from. They all huddled in one corner of the room, protected by nothing as the shadow that had become of Sebastian prowled and curled around them earnestly. He was haunting and unforgiving as he whispered hell into their miserable ears.

Too distracted was I by this ominous display, that I failed to notice the large, steel cages lining the far wall. Bunches of children were huddled together in a heap of wracking shoulders and shuddering cries. They were as afraid of Sebastian as the cultists were, that much was certain. I wondered what had been different about me, that I had thought to harness such a power and use it to free myself of any burden.

Don't be frightened.

I thought,

It will all be over soon... he is here to help you.

He was my very own Sirius. A black hole which I owned and bred to perfection by feeding it my little bits of lightness. He fed off of my collapsing innocence, and yet he still bent with it as I willed him to do.

He circled the vermin which were too cowardice to show their ugly faces, shaking and spiraling into nothingness around them. He wove his gentle tendrils around their necks, inside their mouths... into their ears and eyes. The children began screaming, begging for the thing to stop its torment, and I smirked viciously to myself. This is what they deserved. This is what they were supposed to feel. They were supposed to feel smothered by their own evil... supposed to understand what violation meant. I needed them to understand this pain I had been plagued with all of these years. To have your only lifeline torn from you by an indestructible force. Sebastian was not that blazing fire, yet I decided that he possessed many of the same properties.

Many of the men tore off their masks, clawing at their skin in a pitiful and vain attempt to rid of the demon. I could feel his dark chuckle inside of my stomach as he forced himself around them... into them. I watched in earnest, reveling in this destruction, yet all the while I could feel the string stretching between us. Our bond flickered in and out of continuity, burning and stinging upon my eye which had once held deep, cerulean blue. I kept myself hidden, wishing it to be over.

Every time that I had imagined this moment, I had always stood before them... cursing them, damning them for what they had done. I had always been so brave in my mind as I watched them fall apart before me, telling them that this was how their fates were to be met... met this way because of me. Finally, this fantasy... this idea had become reality and it was much more frightening, and much more disturbing than I had ever thought it to be. My focus was less on those hooded figures, and more on the certain mask of darkness winding its self around them. I did not want them to see me. I did not want to be responsible for them any longer. I wanted them to die afraid, just as I had been... yet I did not want to carry that upon my shaking shoulders any longer. It had become far too heavy... heavier than I'd ever thought it to be. Sebastian's job was to destroy... to conquer. I did not have to do such things any longer. I was allowed to breathe easily for once in my life, and yet all I could feel were my lungs tightening, panicking.