The Protector || MJ (TRV - Book 1)

23 | Crying In The Rain

~I've got my pride and I know how to hide, all the sorrow and pain...I'll do my crying in the rain...~

Crying In The Rain

Michael

Strapped to chains...

I'm in the most helpless state that I'll ever be.

Abandoned by the only person I ever trusted, ever placed love after my supposed death, and left to rot by the one I had abandoned myself.

It's crazy... I'm stuck, in this room... but...

I thought she said there were nightmares that would await me? Where are they?

There wasn't any, to begin with. But her sadistic actions were so real. So... believable. She even... followed Xandor willingly... her stare that never ever looked back on our past, a stare filled with so much hate...

I kind of feel her pain a little, because I had caused it, but I don't understand. Why would she resort to being sadistic then?

Right on cue, pain stings my very existence. An uncontrollable beast. From absolute nothingness. Visions float within my vision, scenes of depression. Of a single person, the sadness engulfing her, until a black-clothed man saved her, only to expand that black cloud, and turn her mad.

I felt sucked into that vision. The two saw me interrupt them, and the moment I recognised their faces... my body could not be felt anymore. I was a wandering soul without a protective shell. I was drawn closer to them by their alluring force...

Only to be devoured. I jumped out of the vision, back to reality, with beads of cold sweat dripping down onto my armour that activated immediately to protect me.

I could not help but feel anguish and despair. As the last Protector that I may ever be. The tears that were once dormant welled up and overflowed from the deep dark pits within my eyes, down my face.

All hope lost, without a clue to what will happen to me in the future.

"Michael, have you ever thought of how life would be if none of this ever happened?" Elise? I turned my head still stuck to the table and found her sitting on the windowsill to the room, the only one - in her halfbreed form.

"I never thought of it... when all I ever loved had been lost, why would I think of it? It's a happy ending I would never get to see... when I know he will be there to ruin it..." All Elise did was blink, but it was in confusion.

"Are you sure he ruined your relationship? He had a point. However, the only way to overthrow him, because his methods are simply wrong to implement in our pragmatic world, would be to join him. To defeat the enemy at its very heart, you need to become them and understand how they think at their very core... especially when you are the lone ranger now." The aura of her Fallen side grew stronger when I saw her talk. However, deep in my heart, I knew this was just a vision, a dream, or hallucination - it wasn't her in heart, mind and soul.

"I... is this you? How can I bring myself to trust you? You're not Elise, but you're here..."

"I'm just a remnant of her soul... lingering within you. You know how she works, deep within your heart, Michael. Deep inside, she wants peace, and you know that after hanging out with the Fallen, her thoughts have indeed wandered far. You need to bring her back into the Light, bring balance to her. Else, the world will fall into true chaos. You know the drill, however. Bring her too much into the Light, and when she eradicates all Fallen, the world will be too perfect and there will be no progress. The monsters of the night hunt you, Michael. Break free from the chains. You must find her, bring her back, remind her of her true self." Elise faded away into black, red glowing eyes replacing them. The Fallen have come to get me.