One-off short stories

I try a songshot thing.

But this is me, so I'm taking a song from Metal Gear and applying it to the mental state of Shade in the Will The Love Go On? RP. So yeah. That's how it is.
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Blind, in the deepest night.
Reaching out, grasping for a fleeting memory.

I see feel shadows of her every now and again. Part of me wants to reach out for them. But it scares me. To try something that I don't know how it will turn out.

All the thoughts keep piercing this broken memory.
I fall, but I'm still standing motionless.

But even despite that, I can tell I know what happened. Deep down, something happened I can't remember. And I'm just a leftover.

Far, in the distance
There is a light, a light that burns, these scars of old.

I can even feel it getting closer to me. We're going to some island next. Apparently my sister will be there. That should make me happy. But it's not. I'm worried, scared. And I don't really know why.

All this pain, reminds me of what I am.
I'll live, I'll become all I need to be.

But although these feelings hurt, it proves it to me. I just have to do what I'm told. Otherwise it would be too much for me. I'm just a shadow. That's what I am. That's what I'll be forever on.

Words that kill, would you speak them to me.
With your breath so still, it makes me believe
In the Father's sins.
Let me suffer now and never die, I'm alive!

I know what I'm doing is wrong. From any moral perspective, it's wrong. But it's so easy to believe in them. Those lies they tell me. Because although it's painful, I can stand it. I live for a reason, at least. And it's better than the pain lying dormant in my heart. I can handle it to live this life.

Pride, feeds their blackened hearts.
And the thirst, must be quenched to fuel hypocrisy.

There are so many lies. What we're doing will lead up to one big hell. But it's all we can do. It's not like there's another option out there for me. Not anymore.

Cleansing flames, is the only way to repent
Renounce, what made you

I don't fail anymore. I don't cry anymore. I've grown up. I'm no longer an innocent girl. I'm Shade. I'm just a soldier. A soldier that doesn't feel pain.

Words that kill, would you speak them to me.
With your breath so still, it makes me believe
The sins never die, can't wash this blood off our hands.

It makes me a monster. I've already had to kill people. So has everyone else I know. I'll never go back to how I was before. Even if I wanted to. Even if I tried. I'm a monster.

Our salvation lies, in the Father's sins.
Beyond the truth, let me suffer now.

Still, I accept how I am now. I can handle it. I can handle the pain. I can handle the killing. It's all easy to do, easy to play. It doesn't hurt as much as those feelings did. That is true. Because I know my pain.

In my heart I just know there's no way to light the dark in his eyes.

Because, those eyes will never be blue again. I will believe that lie to the end.