Those Who are Not

Chapter 10: Full Moon

     I tried to run away that night. I couldn't stop thinking about who I was and who I became. I just became a pawn for Marxed, used for his own goals just because I have a gem when I could've saved my friend. Saxi told me that we're just being used to find a soul for Marxed's blade, which he will use to reign over the world. All of the other members are meant to be the eight pieces of a gem, combined together to harness the soul power artificially for the sword. "Figures..." I murmured to myself while packing everything I needed.
     I was running out of my room when Praxun stopped me in my tracks. His look was evil and full of false hatred.
     "You're not going anywhere, gem. You still have to fulfill your role." I snapped. I called my gem and slashed at him, to which he dodged immediately.
     "Xancel lied to you for good reason. You are supposed to free us from this endless purgatory. Collect more souls from us, ansd fulfill Marxed's wish or be perished by the moonlight itself." He swung around Moonlight in front of him like a gear moving around its axis, and held it backhand, looking up to the ceiling as he obtained the moon's power. His eyes were glowing white and his hair stood up straight. I got into a defensive postition as we clashed in the corridor. We fought for what seemed like hours, never landing a single blow on each other and no one stopping us.
     "I'm not just your puppet!" I screamed as I tried to jab into him. "I am me, nobody else but me!"
     "Your fate is sealed gem!" He shouted as he tried to undercut me with a lower strike. Blue flames erupted into the ground where the spikes from his morning star scraped against the floorboards, which went out after a while. "You are not to revive him! We will just split you and use your darkness as a part of our group just to destroy that soul in you!" I had enough. He tried to throw Moonlight directly at me, but I grabbed the handle as it swung around me and threw it back at him. He jolted back onto the ground as the morning star fell with him. The blue flames died down as he coughed and got up slowly. Blood sputtered out of his mouth as he recalled his weapon, used against him in the one and only attack that landed.
     "You cannot run, we will find you." He coughed. "You will always be a part of the husks..."
     I ran off out of the castle, stopping to catch my breath outside the main doors. I called my gem back and sat there for a moment before starting to walk away.
     "Noxcron."
     Xancel was running up to me, grabbing my shoulder. I pulled myself away from him.
     "That's not my name." I said softly as I kept walking. I had no time for his lies anymore. Our feiendship was a facade.
     "Noxcron, enough of this! If you try to run away, they'll split you apart! You won't ever be whole again!" Xancel stopped and begged. I stopped too without turing back.
     "No one would miss me." I answered calmly as I walked off into the woods, leaving Xancel behind.
     "That's not true!" Xancel shouted before going into a whisper. "I would."