Imbeciles! Fools! And Idiots

Dance Of Eternity

Qi felt most relieved to be at home. Inside her room. She laid back on her comfortable bed and held her pillow in her arms. She remembered what Lian Shi and Aya said before she left.

"He mustn't care much about you if he would give you up so easily."

"Trusting red eyes. Beautiful doll yet so fragile. Sweet little bride."

She cried red rubies. They were right. They all gave her up so easily. Even the person she trusted most in the world: Sima Shi.

"Please forgive me, Qi."

He was the least of her grief. Her time away from the one who made her. Allowed her to realize the lies and true intentions. She may have signed up to be a tool but she never thought it would effect her for life. She hated being a vampire. She hated how it felt. This made her angry and it made her depressed. She wanted to see the light of day once again.

She hated being used yet it was inevitable and unavoidable.

She opened her door a little but a ghostly hand closed it on her.

"It's still daylight outside." It was Jia Chong who materialized from the shadows and had his hand firmly on the door. How did he get into her room?

"Yes, And let me go!" She tried to open it but he was much stronger than she.

"Do you think... I would let you do that?" A joyless voice. His eyes piercing her will.

"I don't... This is something I want! I can't live like this anymore!" She tried to push him out of the way however Jia Chong did not budge. He tightened his grip around her wrist and pulled her closer to him.

"You would give up so easily..." He caressed her blood stained cheek and her onyx hair. "You don't fear death... You fear existing."

"I will not be your slave." She hissed defensively. Tears falling more down her face.

"You were never my slave... I need you to survive," He confessed kissing her red lips.

Qi looked into his eyes again with her red blood eyes and it all started again. She needed him as well, It was obvious.

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Sima Zhao sat lazily down on the couch and ate a bowl of baozi. Wang Yuanji was nagging off at him. He seemed to mute her voice as if his brain had a mute button. He just ate and tried to look like he was listening to her. Sima Shi came by and stole away the bowl of baozi and ran off with it.

"Brother! Give me back my food..." Zhao ran after Shi.

"You zone out you miss out! Little brother!"

Zhao chased Shi around the palace until they heard an odd crying sound resounding from behind a closed door.

"Is this mother's room?" Zhao asked Shi with his ear against the wall. "I never knew walls could cry."

"No, Mom's room is a little more down the hall from here... Let's see what's going on in here.." Sima Shi moved his hand to touch the nob but his brother pulled him back.

"No, Whom ever this room belongs to they probably don't want to be disturbed." Zhao reminded his older brother. He didn't want to scar who ever was beyond the door for life or his own brother. Running in on his parents in the act gave little Zhao nightmares at night. Those nightmares... He still has them to this day.

"Yes, You are right, Zhao... We should paint the names of everyone who lives here on their bedroom doors." The whole of Jin. The two brothers returned to Yuanji with meat buns in their mouths.