Battle Born Vagabond Prequel

Chapter 22: Madness: Staff Sergeant Drent Reaux: March19, 4997

  The darkness has surrounded me for some time now. I feel like parts of me after missing. I am broken betrayed. My only friend is my imaginary twin that made me like this. My other enemy is the wind voices. 

"Path a find must. Colder me leave, change to want don't I chance the now's. Rise to beings darkness the. Closure, me find. Hurt my feel. Exhale I as unfold will picture different A."

I feel like I'm flying for no reason at all. Maybe my soul is being eaten again, hell on earth is right. 

"Mind your destroying hurdles the near is end the. Forever, world this blame I down breaking we are. Happen to going us bad something feeling the feeling the have to start." I feel painful frosty wind. As the wind subsides I think this is over. 

I feel the wind again, "Happen won't things stranger. Inside the from you devouring voice hungry the am I. Faith in believe don't I. Side my separated I."

The wind changes to sound like my dad. There's also an almost familiar hum. "I'm going to fix you!" Then the wind changes back. "Flash this watch. Tonight true come dreams my all. Tonight are you beautiful how at looking just. Sound a make won't you. Yourself fix, around turn."

The world around me gets really bright and I see everything in yellow for just a busy moment. Then returns to the dark blue.

Pain! I feel extreme pain!

"Resort last your what's? Pieces into you cut! Around crash you. Direction wrong the in walk you. Pain your know I, me hold. Sleeping you watch I. Go Let!" There is a pause in the wind as it starts to come bask on me again. "Cares who else one no there's. Well as just. Fine you're. Over it's when grey is everything. You cherish. Spiral terror."

The wind changes again to whistling's voice, "The rest is up to you!" Then it disappears again.

I feel overfilled I feel nausea. "Joke a you're! Off set. Pretending stop. Face the in right you shot friend your, go it let to time. Knife a like, everything."

The wind changes again but this time I only hear a big bang. Then my dad shouting at someone else, " what do you mean you don't know! That's not what I came here to find out! Fucking Bullshit! I want my son!"

More time passes in silence for what feels like, the first time. But the wind starts again. "Lead and armor not of made is life what you show will I. Roll system your make to enough. Know won't you and out you check. Red myself paint I'll"

The light around me changes and I scream, "SHUT UP!"

Quisling's voice again this time very loud, "Code gunpowder! Code gunpowder! Code gunpowder!" A hear some hissing above me and bubbling from below me and I'm being levitated again. "Drent. Drent. Hey D. How you doing? Can you hear me? Can you open your eyes? How about give my hand a squeeze? Come on D. Drent. You just grunted in the liquid. Come on."

All of a sudden I am moving against my will again. But it's a warm touch. I can see more light and I recognize this touch like something way back in my memory I just know. I see two shadows, I speak out groggy barely able to make a sound, "Dad. Lights. Bright."

The far shadow points to a light and suddenly it's dark and I can see my dad. Without a shirt, holding me without a shirt. Subconsciously it feels so familiar, I feel safe for the first time in a very long time. He begins to cry being able to see me again.

I squeeze his wrist it takes all the effort I can muster. I say with heavy show breath each word, I'm still very groggy "Dad. I'm. Tired."

He is still crying, "That's okay, take all the time you need. I waited 2 and a half years for you! I will be right here when you're ready son."

I string together a good sentence I remember from when I was a little boy, "I will. stay unbound."

I start drifting back asleep but I hear my dad say to me, "and be lead not into darkness. Wander into the light." He pauses "I can't believe you remember that from when you were a toddler" and my grip releases his wrist as I lose consciousness .