WHAT LIES BENEATH THE FLESH.

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                                      WHAT LIES BENEATH THE FLESH .

He woke up only to find himself slowly letting go, Seems like everything was quiet he didn’t even know where he laid or where he even was at this point. He just knew one thing he was alive  . The pale white eyes of him starred at the ceiling watching the dust particles dance in the little bit of sunlight that peered through a gaping crack in the dingy ceiling above him. With ease he slowly turned his head to the right then the left seeing trying to figure exactly where he was. With no hope he laid there on the dirty dust filled floor his back against the floor boards as he felt a cold dense aura convey around him. Raising a feeble weak hand as he softly smoothed his fingertips through his long dark hair. Slowly forcing his body to sit up even when he felt to weak to move he sat in a upright position now facing a archway that might have had a door to keep that outside closed off. From the looks of it the door was barely hanging by the last hinge that was brave enough to hold on to the arch way. Something odd had caught his eye the door was scratched and torn shreds of it laid on the floor beneath it. “What could have done that “he asked quietly to himself his voice shaky yet deep. Inhaling some oxygen that filled the room as his lungs had a burning sensation rise from within him. It seemed to flourish from burning now pain.. Pain why am I in pai n ? he shook his head slowly as he pushed his tired aching body to its feet . Stumbling across the dirty cold wooden dingy floor boards and to the broken down doorway. Peeking his head through to see if he was the only being in the abandoned place. Noticing the walls had major peeling happening and the curtains where filled with tattered holes. Windows became empty frames and the stair well boards most where broken . taking a notice he was standing in a abandon house but the main question that arise in his thoughts was “ how did I get here ?” . Slowly taking a slow hesitant step in to the dusty old hallway. he kept a look out for anything. His long dark hair falling gently over his face as he brushed it back gently with a pale pallid hand that seemed to be shaking from the amount of fear and wonder that built in his thought and core. His legs became more and more wobbly and feeble each step he took to him they felt like at any moment they could snap in half. Reaching out softly griping the stair rail that was the only support he had to staying on his feet. Leaning against it as his pale white eyes began to look over the edge in curiosity at what lied at the bottom. Seeing only torn walls and another doorway that actually had a door on it right .as well as what seemed like a couch just covered by a white sheet. Something was off though looking more focused on the white sheets they seemed to have been stained with some dark liquid. pushing himself slowly with ease down the stairs each step he took seemed to make a loud slow moaning creek that uproared from the tired restless stair boards . With only four more stairs til he had reached the bottom his ears caught a popping sound but before he could scan the room for the source. The source gave itself away fore the step he stood on had given way letting him pumble down til his body crumpled on the wooden floor below . “ dammit “ saying to himself as he heaved his aching body off the ground dusting his shirt off best he could even though his hands with shaking and feeble . Walking around the corner to the white sheeted couch as he studied the stain on the sheet slowly running his finger tip over just to see it was still fresh . “ someone had to have been here “ whispering to himself as taking another look at the liquid when his eyes finally figured what it was quickly taking a few steps back as the liquid the dark liquid was blood some ones crimson blood that was still fresh meaning “ t..the victims and ..its …. Its …attacker might still be here im not alone “ his breath began to jolt from normal to heaving as he scurried to the door trying to pull and force it open when he heard the click of shoes walking down the hall. Turning quickly around his back pressed against the tall framed door as he focused his eyes on the tall dark figure getting closer and closer towards him “ go away leave leave leave “ screaming at the top his lungs as finally the figure came into view it was a man a tall portly man who wore nothing but a sweater and khakis holding a knife that dripped crimson to the dry dusty floor. The man began to reach his hands toward the boy scared he stood there shaking only to see the man didn’t touch the surface of him but went right through him turning the door knob as he  walked through the boy as if he was just mere air in his way . the boys white eyes grew in disbelief  how could that man walk through me … how could he not hear me or see me …. How ?  the question ran through his thoughts as he looked inside the room that was dimly lit. seeing a pool of crimson that was draining from this thin framed kid . he had long black hair and pale skin his lips where blue now . he was stabbed right in the neck . kneeling down looming over the dead boys body his piercing white eyes starred into the open blue eyes of the  kid . when something clicked this was no kid . this kid was … him w..what how could he be starring at himself his dead self . “ this isn’t real this isn’t real !!!!” he screamed lowly as he gently traced his pale pallid hand across the flushed cheek that had drips of blood dried on it as he softly looked down at his body .hearing a clank as he snapped his head around watching the man clean and put the knife in to his pocket a rage grew in him as he yelled out “ what have you done to me …. You monster you fucking monster “the man strolled past him not hearing a thing since the boy was only a mere ghost of himself . Leaving the abandon home that laid deep within the woods he crawled inside his black Cadillac and drove off . Watching the man leave as he then turned looking down at his still bleeding body . Just seeing himself face to face yet this time as human to ghost not mirror to reflection. “ why me why” a soft tear rolled down his cheek as it landed on the pale blue lips of his lifeless body . He rested his head softly on his body chest as he listened for a pulse hoping that maybe this was a dream and he will wake at any known moment . Hearing nothing more but the endless silent that made way to his heart  caused him to grow and more rage . Just looking down at himself wondering how the hell someone could do that to him . Forcing his weak body back to its feet as he turned his back to his old body accepting his new one . least he knew he could find his attacker and never been seen by him or any mere mortal on this earth .edging himself out the door and across the room finding the back door to that abandon home . before opening well walking through and out he heard a low giggle uproar from the stillness around him quickly turning around only to find him self  . face to face with a blonde haired white eyed girl who amazingly had wings on her back . “Wings “he muttered under beneath his stark breaths as she smiled a soft smile along her faded pink lips. Her bell like voice began to speak “yes wings. I got them because today I became your guiding angel. . “She said softly as she began to speak again “I been watching you for almost ever well least on the first day you were born. “  His eyes began to grow wider in almost disbelief as he starred at her with the look of wonder peeking in his eyes. She softly looked at him as she  began to speak as softly as she could “ give it time and soon you will become like me soon you will find a being and protect them from the mist of evil and keep them safe from harm’s way.” Hearing her say those words with such a cheer ness brought a rage into his mind. As his voice went from hushed to now loud and angry as he begun to speak “PROTECT .. PROTECT YOU ARE TELLING ME TO KEEP SOMEONE OUT OF HARMS WAY AND EVIL LURKING MIDST WHEN YOU COULDN’T EVEN DO THAT FOR ME. WHAT GAURDIAN ANGEL CANT   GUARD A PERSON IF IT WASN’T FOR YOU AND YOUR SCREW UP MAYBE I WOULD STILL BE ALIVE. MAYBE I WOULD STILL HAVE MY BODY MY REAL BODY.. MAYBE I WOULD STILL BE ABLE TO ACTUALLY BREATHE. MAYBE . . .  JUST FUCKING MAYBE I WOULD STILL HAVE A HEART WITH A PULSE . IF IT WASN’T FOR YOU BEING SUCH A FUCK UP AND JUST LETTING WHAT EVER HAPPEN TO ME HAPPEN . . . MAYBE I WOULDN’T BE NOTHING MORE THAN THE MERE AIR RIGHT NOW JUST FUCKING MAYBE . “ clinching his teeth in a fit of rage as he turned his back to the girl and stomped off morphing his body through the door to now where he was in the cold midst of that gloomy night . Watching him walk off as she remembered his words he made sure she heard well brought a tear to her eye . As she knew she had wronged him but at the time nothing but fear had consumed her as she watched him be stabbed . He was right maybe if she done something he would still be a part of the living instead of the dead . This was her first time being a angel fore before she was just another lost soul wondering the plains of the earth . til the great spirits of the plain had called upon a hand full of souls and assigned them to be watchers … guardians .. “Guardians “she muttered under a low soft breath as she kept her gaze on the boy as he stomped across the clearing in the yard . she pushed her tired body through the door as her flowing white hemmed dress had danced with the chilling mist around her as she crossed the yard catching to him . “p. . . .  Please I know I wronged you I know but please f. . find it in your heart to f . . . forgive me you are the first person I was ever assigned to I didn’t mean to be useless I’m so sorry “tears began to stream down her pallid cheek as she fell down on her knees her dress laying around her body perfectly as she placed her face in her palms yet the tears still sliding down . seeing her beating herself up so harshly made him feel bad in a sense as he kneeled down in front of her and gently pulled her hands from her face his soulless white eyes peering into hers as he gently leaned in and whispered soft “ I forgive you but doesn’t ever mean I will forget “ he leaned in closer and kissed a solemn tear that had streamed down her face as he placed both palms on her pallid cheeks and softly grazed his thumbs along her cheek bones . A soft blush began to fill the paleness in her cheeks as she felt his soft gentle touch leaning her head in his hands. It has been a century since she has ever felt the sincere touch of someone who cares about her. As they both shared a small smile he slowly stood back on his feet again holding a hand put for her to take. Reluctantly she grasped it just for him to help her heave to her feet. Feeling the cold decayence of his hand still made her feel bad.  She failed knowing she failed him as not only his guardian but his angel . she could have done something to stop that man from ever harming him that man was nothing more but the devils finest work of art . his empty canvas he could paint over and over with the blood of the innocent people the man had murdered . as she kept her soft cool hand locked with his she starred at him as he pulled her along with him . Admiring his features his porcelain pallid flesh that was met with his edgy straight shoulder length dark colored hair , his eyes that had still a sensation of blue around the iris  fore his life hasn’t completely faded . his tall thin framed body that still had some muscle tone to it as he wore skin tight black jeans and a black shirt with writing her eyes couldn’t focus enough on to read. As he pulled her along with him he looked back at her tiny thin self her white long hemmed dress flowing with each step she took as her long whitish blonde hair that swayed behind her as well as framed her pallid face. Her soft looking pink lips that had a small smile across them as he noticed his hand still laid within hers. Slowly turning to face her as he slowly broke his hand from hers as he sighed soft . “ okay where and what is our destination “ he asked soft yet quickly looking at his feet as he ran slowly his fingertips through his hair waiting for a answer .her mind began to wonder the same question as her eyes looked into his beginning to speak with a shaky voice “ I I don’t know I really am clueless here .” nodding his head slowly as a response to her answer as he took a look of his surrounding noticing they were in “ Bumfuck nowhere “ saying under his breath . seeing as only trees and dirt surrounded them as well as the depending night fall as she looked at him her voice slowly spoke in a hushed whisper almost “ m..my name is Alana “ hearing her voice only responding back “ my names Alex .” a small smile appeared across her pallid lips “ is Alex short for something ?” hearing her question as he looked back at her “ uh .. Well yea it is its short for alexander .. But I just like being called plain old Alex “ nodding at his request as she trailed with him through the distant tree that seemed never ending as they surrounded them .feeling tired and weak as he aimlessly kept walking with her at his side . a low yet deep growl echoed from the darkness as he halted for a stop pulling Alana at his side . fear as well as nerves began to pent up as he kept her body tightly bound to his ready to take a hit for her . as the crunching of leaves and branches that laid on the forest floor all around them . something came into visibility it was a built tall shadow that stood just out of range of true vision . it began to tread closer towards them as a low howl escaped its mouth . Alana already fixing her face into his chest as she was preparing for the worst . “ stupid grim “ she muttered beneath her fragile heavy breath as the figure finally was in range of sight as he could tell it was a wolf or at least some type of dog as its teeth laid barred behind its snarling mouth . As the grim to charge at him he pushed Alana to the side as he jumped back watching it barely miss him . turning its fierce body around as it kept its eyes locked on its prey . Looking desperately around for a weapon as a broken edged pipe laid near the roots of a pine tree . Slowly edging him towards the pipe as the grim seen what his goal was an charged at him again this time his teeth nipping his shirt as it slung him back a louder growl uproared from the grims darkest core . Seeing the lay so helpless against the forest floor was just another easy meal for him . stepping close to him as he peered down as he quickly balled his fingers into a fist and slung it only to see his hand hit directly into the grims mouth . a loud crack echoed out as a wail escaped the grims throat as seeing one of his teeth has been cracked in two . smirking to himself as he reached out hooking his hands on to the beast fur pulling it up and over his shoulders just to body slam it into the ground . Noticing the strength the undying strength he never had thought he was capable of compelled him more . Alana eyes grew as she watched the sight, never once has she seen a bare soul single handed take a grim on. Thinking quietly to herself although fear compelled her to move her body away as she pushed her self-off the barren ground . her dress quickly yet gracefully dancing behind her as she ran behind the nearest tree staying hidden from the grim . Feeling even more useless and pathetic knowing she can’t even help him again …..

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