The Void

Blackened Trust

Pain of being stepped on ain't near that  of your trust being trampled on....

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Reana,
 
Ever reached that point in life  whereby all you long for is a change? Well,I had reached that point and maybe overstepped it.My norm of running and hiding,made me feel like I would run from my very own being.

And there was some light after all at the end of my dark tunnel...or so I thought.

The ice-cold stream of water cascaded down my tiny form as if to wash away my shady past life.It felt good actually.I could have smiled  if I knew how to.Washing away the traces of grime of my body made me wonder if there were still some traces in my past life-Traces that  would prove unavoidable in due time.

Never had I been clingy  because Gaea had made it clear that nothing was constant.However,I wanted to cling onto this peaceful haven.I needed to belong..I yearned to believe in humanity once more.And miss blue eyes could give me that.I don't know why but there was this kindred feeling....the kind that made one to trust blindly.

I was now clean. Old and fresh bruises  on my hands,grazed and scraped knees,my ribs sticking out painfully.On a serious note I could pass for a ghostly presence were it not  for my big  silvery eyes which always had this fire in them-one that no ghost could ever possess.

Getting tired of seeing my not so pleasant reflection in the pool of water gathered round me,I  got out in pursuit of the other girl.

"Hey we don't want you walking around naked now,do we?"She said throwing a pair of black  slacks and a  forest green shirt.

"It ain't much though it will keep you covered."

Turning around,I dressed up while mumbling an incoherent 'this cannot be'

" Here let me fix that."She drew near while  point to my badly buttoned shirt.

Smiling,she buttoned it...  her mysterious blue eyes boring into my silvery eyes as if in search of something or maybe someone.

I had never seen such blues eyes.They  looked like sapphires with black gems dancing radially round her pupils.

There was something totally off about her.I could sense it.C'mon its just you can't tolerate someone invading your personal space.My mind gave me a good explanation, one that I wanted to hear but still....

Instincts, Oh instincts!  There's a reason they are  called instincts and not  doubt-ings*

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She stared or rather bored into those silvery eyes real deep--eyes  that were a mesmerizing picture of a girl who could weep at the same time reap one's heart out.

What was it about her?What was her role in all of this? Or was she  just a kitten caught up in the middle of the storm that was coming?

Kitten!!! Why in the world would  she think of that name...No!No!  The name was long gone and so was he  who had called her that name;Mogan-her beloved Mogan.

Still smiling at Reana,she wondered why the  name suited Reana just as much as it suited her.With that,darkness creeped into her.The kind that tore you apart within and fed you with hate and rage.She simply detested silver eyes right there and then and looked forward to some manipulation-only that this time she would be the one manipulating while someone else took her place as a victim.
Silver eyes was the perfect candidate!

"There...now its perfect."She said looking at the buttoned shirt.

Nothing is ever perfect....

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Tears painted black flow
Knees hitting the ground be-low
Refusing to believe what I know
Was it all for some show?
The tainted one getting tainted once more...while the tainter* continues to glow. ...

Mogan,

I was in some tortured room obviously being tortured.I had bruises all over,a few broken ribs, a purple eye and a broken nose.Too much for pretence ha! It sucked how I had to put on an act.Enduring pain because of my master's sick plans.

I should have seen it coming that they couldn't have given in easily to my lies.So I lay there anticipating each  hit as my every part throbbed in pain.I was being questioned,spat on,hit again while my master was probably in some feast devouring some delicious course.

Atleast I couldn't feel his presence in my mind-my only safe haven at the time.Well,I was on my knees a vulnerable position and I could finish all of them in a blink  but that would just mess everything up.

"Stop this your bravado and talk! Who are you working for?"One guard  shouted causing a reverberation of echoes in the dungeon.

The hits became distant and far between as my transformation began.I could feel it  and wanted to stop it.I  kept my gaze down knowing that my eyes were midnight black right now.I could feel some tremors as I shook.

"The man has got some weight don't you think?I can feel his shaking."

"Maybe we pushed  him a Little to far.Let's go until he gains his composure."One man said as he let himself out of the bronze door.

Blood...release....control... I wanted them but the latter I hardly had it. I could feel his heart beating stronger, I could smell the spasms of fear in his sweat as I drew near.

Unleashing the monster in me i lunged for his neck and twisted it real fast...funny how my life was symbolically represented by that twisted neck.

The blood rage subsided,the disappointment and regret that came with the aftermath started eating me up.

Why did I always mess up? I had to find my way out of here.Poseidon would get some other person to do his dirty work.

(Clapping) "Such skill,such precision...just what I need." A man with jet black hair stood at the door smugly as if he had missed the point that I had actually changed.

He was royalty that's for sure with all the adornment on him.

Smiling at him,"And just what do you need me for?"The question sounded soar to the tongue but...

My stay had only began not ended...

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So I am back no more boredom for you people and lots of cliffhangers along the way....I call it Oz style 😉...Love J......