Guess Who's Back

Sting of Poison

  Waiting for death is something most fear. For myself, I've been waiting all my life. Ive known when I did go I would go at someones hand. It was written in fates book that I am to die a shell of a being. A person no man or beast would want to deal with. Realm jumpers do not have beginnings only ends. I knew this when I first set out on my life's path.

  I knew being this way would never bring me love, friendship, or compassion but somehow, all these god forsaken emotions made their way into my life.

  Four days I have been sitting rotting away. I hadn't seen day since I had been told I would be executed. Sitting up I stare at the dirt covered wall, symbols and words written across it. Things that only a dead man would say, regrets of their lives, dreams never met. This was a cold way to go. Not doing all the things you set out to do in life. Lucky for me I never found anything I truly wanted to do or see before my end.

  I heard the light sound of foot steps coming down the stairs. Shifting in my cell, I peer into the darkness looking for a source of light to come. A torch floats down the hall making its way towards me. Narrowing my eyes a knights face is illuminated by the flames.

  Keys make there way into the locks of the cell door, I am dragged out and forced up the stairs he had just appeared from. I am lead to a bedroom on the east side of the palace. "King Ryder had told me, to inform you that on your last night of life you are welcome to join a party that will be held in the ball room. Cloths have been provided, you are not required to attend." His eyes move to the wall behind me, forcing himself to make no eye contact with me. "Alright well you can go." I snap. He quickly exits the room leaving me in utter silence.

  Making my way to the closest I open it to find some of my old cloths from when I was in Hell Mates. I smirk seeing my old training cloths. Ryder hated me wearing them because he thought them to be to "Reveling". Stripping out of my cloths I grab a dark gray tank top and black ripped jeans. Throwing my hair into a pony tail I tie it with a dark red cloth from the pocket of my trench coat. Grabbing a pair of black boots I make my way to the bathroom rinsing the dirt an mud from my face and arms.

Making my way down the hall I enter the ball room. Hundreds of the highest ranking people in the realm and old members of Hell Mates are dancing and partying like theres no tomorrow.

I feel a warmth creep down my neck. I turn to meet Ryder's eyes. "I didn't think you'd show up." His eyes tracing my body making sure I hadn't tried to end myself before he could. "Well it is the last night I am alive. Might as well make the most of it." I quickly turned and started to walk away feeling his eyes follow me across the room.

   Hours went by, and I had drank and danced my hart out. I caught Ryder's eyes burning into me a few times when I danced with guys.

  It was about three am and the party was still going strong. Wanting to step out of the crowd for a bit, I made my way to a dark corner of the room behind a half wall. My eyes closed as I leaned against the wall trying to clear my thoughts. As I stood rubbing my temples, a hand placed its self on the wall to the right of me.

  " May I help you Ryder." I was annoyed I wanted five minutes of peace and I couldn't even get that with out him creepily wondering up to me. "You look beautiful tonight." I could feel his hot breath on my neck. My eyes popped open to be met with Ryder's gaze. His hair was covering half his face, his arm against the wall as his head was down looking at my neck. My hart picked up its pace, taking a step away I was pulled back into Ryder. I was against the wall, his body dangerously close to mine. "You know True, I've always wanted someone to hold. To be held by, to be loved by." He moved in closer his eyes wondering across my face. I could felt my body start to heat from the tension.

  "Ryder your not thinking clearly." I stuttered. Moving back against the wall even more, wishing I could just fall through it. His eyes were a bright red, he seemed calm. "Ah but True, Ive never thought clearer." With that his lips slammed into mine. Our lips moving in sync as if it was a match mad by the gods. With every second our lips moved I felt myself leaving my body. I had never felt as much as I did now.

  But when good things happen bad always is close behind. I broke the kiss staring into the eyes of angel. But then it came back, I saw the demon again. I couldn't do this, I couldn't submit to this man. I needed to be free from him or free from life.

"No." I shivered. His face went from a blank sheer to rage. "No? NO! You dare reject me again True I should have you hung for your crimes against this realm!" He screamed making me quiver for a moment before becoming just as enraged as him. " What crimes Ryder? I have never done wrong to the realm as a whole! You can not threaten me any longer for the pain I bring to you. If you wish to kill me do it now! DO YOU HEAR ME NOW
RYDER? KILL ME!"

And then it happened as if had begun and ended all at the same time. Blood started spilling to the ground as I collapsed. Pain shooting through out my body. The fear of feeling came in and took over my mind and body. A bloody dagger lay on the floor.

I looked up at what had happened. Ryder lay dead before me .