Loving Obsidian

Ch. 35 Lyanna

A/N: Going to be honest I am going to have a tough time updating in the next couple of weeks... maybe even until after the holiday's. Work is VERY demanding right now, just so much needs to be done and they keep piling on more.

I will try to update as much as I can, but I am finding that I have very little time to write. Fingers crossed I can have the next chapter up Friday.

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He was gone. Again, I was left alone in the darkness. I sat down, there was nothing to do, nothing to occupy myself with. The only thing I had were my thoughts. Why was I here? What did all of this mean? Where was my mother? Is this all that is left of my eternity?

I couldn't gauge time anymore. I was not even sure time was a thing here in The Void. That is what I was calling it now, The Void, there was no other way to describe it. As I sat there waiting for something, anything to happen I started thinking about everything that I had wanted in life and found myself talking to myself. I did not even have Obsidian anymore.

Time moved on, at least I thought it did. I still couldn't tell, and it was beginning to piss me off. I was starting to get angry when I realized I was now laying down and counting sheep to occupy my time. "This is bullshit." I mumbled. I was not the type of person to sit around and twiddle my thumbs waiting for something to happen, I was the type that made things happen.

"I need to find a way out of here. I do not care where I go, but I can not stay in this black hole it is driving me nuts. " I said out loud as I stood up and started walking. I was about twenty steps from where I had been laying down when I realized that the wall that was keeping me from Elias was no longer there.

"This place is making me crazy." It has me wondering if there had really been a wall or if it was in my mind. Was I really crazy? I know I did some questionable things in my life; some would say I bordered on insanity, but to me it was normal. It was normal for me. So why did I feel like I was the crazy one?

"Maybe because you are talking to yourself as you walk through The Void?" I questioned back to myself.

"Yes," I nodded. "Yes, that is EXACTLY what it is!" I confirmed. I started to whistle; it was an old tune that I had thought I had long forgotten. But it made me happy, so I kept whistling as I walked. I walked and walked, I had no idea how far I had gone, but I knew that my legs were burning. I needed to sit, but I did not want to. If I sat that meant I admitted to defeat, that The Void had won, and I was never getting out of this place.

I screamed, it was blood curdling, the kind that would leave someone to think that I was being attacked. When I finally ran out of breath, my screams died down. I sucked in a large breath, "GET ME OUT OF HERE!" I yelled next. "I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE!" I had no idea who I was screaming to, no idea who I was begging to let me free. I sat down, letting The Void engulf me in it's darkness.

Defeat was not a feeling that I handled very well and in this moment I was defeated. I loathed the fact that I was isolated, that there was no one there. I no longer wanted to be alone, I craved light. I craved sound, something other than my own voice or the sound of my own breath. I craved touch, I wanted to hug Abel, Callen, and Emma. I wanted to feel my lips against Elias's lips. Whoa.. wait.. stop where the hell did that thought come from?

I back peddled in my brain, not able to fully grasp what I was thinking. As I was lost in thought I felt a change in the charge of the air. It pulled me from my own mind, and I looked around, I could sense that I was no longer alone. There was something, someone else there hiding in the darkness. "Hello." I called out, but not yelling, for some reason I spoke softly like who or what I was calling out to was just across the room from me.