"No, no!", I shouted, being pinned down onto the ground by a huge great sword's blade having pierced through my torso, digging right into the ground. "D-don't hurt Aeon!", I protested, "Please!", I pleaded, a river of tears trickling down my porcelain cheeks, falling off of my face. My arm and gauntlet rose forward, trying to reach out towards the bloody scene. Everyone... and everything was destroyed. My loved ones... My home... Everything I held dear, I lost to them. To Basilia. To the Black Spider Clan.
My vision began to darken... The last thing I saw... Was a dark brown hedgehog get brutally murdered... My best friend... Is now gone, too...
I slowly opened my eyes, trying to figure out where I am, and how I even got here. I couldn't remember the last thing that happened to me, having caused me to end up here in this strange, dark, and quiet place.
While I tried to think back, I could only remember being with the rest of the Black Knights, fighting our ways to save Phantasia and the living creatures on it, before Raidou came, along with his petty minions, Axton, and the Black Spider Clan. Wait... Raidou!
After pondering in thoughts for some time, trying to put the puzzle pieces together, I tried to move. But I was not able to even move one of my limbs somehow. Perhaps this was "Paralysis?" I silently muttered the word that was the definition of what was happening to me, the questions in my head increasing. Noticing that I had no other option but to wait for the paralysis to wear out, I simply stopped to try and move.
I turned my head to the left, smelling a weird, yet familiar scent. It was something I smelled before, as the Black Knights and I were surrounded by the dead bodies of the people and beings that lived on the grounds of Phantasia. The scent matched the puddle of red liquid that was surrounding me on the ground I lied on, which was... "Blood?" I questioned with a confused tint added to my voice. I wondered where it all came from. It was obvious that it was my blood, but where was I even bleeding?
"It is amazing how strong your adrenaline is," a voice spoke, that sounded incredibly familiar to me, it echoing through the area I was in. While the voice of the being who spoke rang into my eardrums, I was able to tell that it was a male's voice. With no doubt, I guessed that it was the same person who was the
cause of the hundreds of deaths in Phantasia; Raidou. My eyelids lifted up fully, exposing my purple eyes, watching the rather big, yet muscular shaped figure walk closer and closer, making his way towards me, revealing himself among the shadows.
"Where—How—-What happened to..." I had so many questions, so many things to ask, that I did not even know where to begin with.
I should of had known. It was Raidou behind all of this. He destroyed Phantasia and our people, murdering and slaughtering the rest of the Black Knights!
All of their deaths played like a scenario in my mind. And worst of all, is that this whole time we were all chasing after the wrong thing, leaving everyone's deaths in vain! My father, no, let me rephrase that. Raidou was behind all of this!
As a feeling of hatred and rage grew in me, I suddenly felt a sharp object pierce into my core, followed to a whimper escaping my lips, having not expected this.
Raidou, who heard my reaction, continued this whilst watching me suffer. He looked like he loved it, judging by that satisfied smile across his evil face.
"Oh? Did I hurt my sweet daughter, or should I say... The fire elemental member of the Black Knights, Sainte Marie?"
Raidou questioned, a smirk heard as he did. The man continued to move the blade of the object, that was shaped like a knife inside of me.
"Pain is not a stranger to me," I replied back to his mocking question, clenching my jaw as I felt that the stinging pain got even worse.
My violet colored eyes shut tight as my lips made a frown. I could feel my blood gushing from my stomach down to the ground.
In all honesty, with the situation I was in, I secretly did hope someone would come to save me. I felt so pathetic for even having a tiny bit of hope deep down in my heart that someone, somehow, would find this place I was in, and came to my rescue. But I knew that my own feelings would betray me in the end.
"Is that so?" Raidou spoke, seeming to love to see me struggle and be in pain.
I didn't know what I did to deserve this, or what our people even did to have everything end up like the way it is now.
After what seemed like forever, the twisting would stop. But the stinging did not, as my father pulled the blade out of me, tons of blood making their way towards the ground, trickling down the legs of my damaged, bronze materialized armor.
"Gah!" I winced, cringing in pain.
As he as about to jab the knife back into me, aimed for my left upper arm, he stopped. We both heard a vibration, along with the sound of his mobile phone ringing. With a grunt, he put the knife away, and picked up his phone. I barely heard what he even said, nor could I even have the power to look up to his height, and try to see the facial expressions he made, or at least try to read the movements of his lips, and attempt to figure out what the conversation he was having with whoever the person was on the other side of the line, was about.
"D'aw," he talked to me like I was a child while putting his gadget away.
"It seems that daddy has to go now," he spoke with a made up frown, but I still had a feeling that this still was not over.
And it truly wasn't, as I heard his next statement: "However," he started his sentence, to make sure that I knew that he was not done with making me suffer, "I will be back to play with you more, just like I promised you when you were younger."
I heard his last words ever so faintly before my whole vision went from color to black, my eyes coming to a close, giving into the feeling of tired and weakness.
YOU ARE READING
Lost Hope
Fantasy"Surely you understand, that, one single death could save a lot of lives.", Is what he said before he killed all of the people I cared about. And ever since then, I knew that I was the only reason this all happened.
