Monday, January 31, 2005

Blues Of a Season
Well, Back to the work I guess, it wa sa nice weekend while it alsted, although it al lcannot pass soon enough for me, I want my DVD's and OST's >.<

THey should all be here, or at least the bulk of them within the next wekk or so, well, thats the theory anyway, let us hope so :)

Not alot happening here, spent most of yesterday at home, writting and watching AMV's, I am so bored *sigh*

I will leave you ith my story today, gotta be ready for school, my head of year wants to see me this morning about my school attendancce last period on Friday *sigh* So I guess my morning is going to be fun

I sorta feel like this chapter today


Chapter 7 – Imprisonment

This was becoming an all too familiar feeling, he woke up to darkness, blinking several times, and he tried to move his hands but found they were bound in someway. He pulled at the restraints holding him until his eyes focused again, and he saw his situation, his arms were in chains attacked to a ceiling, he was in a room, a box, he could see light come in by the back, and a door ahead of him, outside, he heard the whispers of others, were they here, or just his imagination?

He pulled several more times but failed, he was well and truly stuck, a thought went through his head, where were the Wolves? Were they ok? He pondered on this for a second, hoping they were, a lone tear feel down his face, he missed them, he wanted to be with them, he wanted it so badly, he felt it dwell up inside him like something ready to explode.

“Feeling alone are we child?” he heard a voice, deep and cold say to him, he quickly stopped the crying, and tried to turn round, but, saw nothing, the person was too far behind him, in the shadows, hiding himself. Richard said nothing to him back, he heard the voice again say to him, “What were you doing in the wastelands, and what were you doing with those dirty Wolves?, Tell me, seen as we did Rescue you” Richard listened to his words with anger, how dare he call any of them ‘dirty’ the only dirty one here was himself. Richard didn’t respond to this again, and the man behind his seemed to sound like he expected it, his words hitting him deep, “Fragment, Well, I did not expect an answer, but we will have fun with you, linked to Paradise, even you don’t know what you can do, pitiful” he stopped for a second, and then continued after a sigh, “Well, what a shame, guess we have just got to have fun with you” Richard just hung there, listening to his words, how did he know he was ‘Fragment’? And what did it mean, what was ‘Fragment’?

He didn’t have much time to think before he felt a sharp pain in his back; he called out a loud, a scream echoing around the chamber, he had been stabbed in the back with some kind of sharp object. Again it happened, and again, he felt the blood drip down him, he saw as it hit the floor, creating a crimson pool. He began to cry again, and as he hit again, he called out the words, “KIBA, HELP ME!” he felt this echo around in his head, and saw an image of Kiba in his head, he wanted him, or any of the other Wolves to help him, giving another gentle, whimpered “Help me, please” as he felt his head drop from the pain.

His eyes clouded over from all the pain, he had been tortured for hours now, he had been stabbed so many times in the back, shipped, sliced, he no longer felt any feeling in his back apart from a throbbing pain, the blood spilling to the floor, draining off into drains at the side, he came to the conclusion soon that no one was coming to rescue him, he was in the hands of someone, someone who did not care what they did, and not care who they did it to. He was finished, and coldness swiftly took over his soul, he wanted anyone else to be there badly.

He must have drifted off, he felt himself awake, he could not hear anyone in the room, but, he still felt the pain, it must have been strong enough to knock his straight out, he tried to call out, but, all he could do was croak slightly the words, “Help me”. Feeling a depression inside him, he looked down, his legs; the trousers he wore were now only a deep red, soaked in his blood, and a pool beneath him, the whole floor red in his blood, like a lake. Looking up, he saw the door, it was locked still, made no difference if it was locked or open though, he still would not be able to escape, not while he was chained like he was, his feet just barely able to touch the ground, touching it with his toes when he stretched, but doing this also stretched the wounds on his back, so, he did not try, he felt so alone, cold, he had lost all his energy and happiness, he was no longer like the boy on the hill, stroking the Wolves as they lay there, he was now a depressed, destroyed mess, a no-one, just a thing, hung there like a puppet, he was now truly alone, he just wanted to end his suffering.

He hung his head down, closing his eyes, and letting tears fall down his face, he saw as they dropped to the floor, landing in the redness of the floors new shade, he couldn’t see through his tears, blurring his vision, creating a illusive pattern, one of no sense, not that he needed that no longer. It was at this point he heard a cry outside, and heard as the door began to open, he began to fear again, looking down to the floor, saying in his croaked voice again, unable to make any sense of his own voice, “Please, Leave me alone, let me die” the tears still ran down his face, streaming.

The Door opened, Richard looked up to see who was coming through the door, perhaps to see his torturer, but, it wasn’t, through his blurred vision he saw a White Blob, soon changing to a human shaped one, hearing a call to him, as he hung there, he recognized it, sending a warmth into him, it was Kiba, “Richard!, I heard your call for help, please tell me your ok” He felt Kiba touching his back as he moved around, Richards face contorting in pain as he did, and Kiba sighing heavily as he looked at it, saying as he looked up to the chains, “Hold on for a second”. He could no longer see Kiba, he wondered if this was a dream created by his mind to comfort him before his final passing, but the pain he felt, it couldn’t be.

He saw three more blobs come through the door, he began to try and clear his eyes, seeing who it was more clearly, it was the other Wolves, all in there Wolf Form, they looked up to him, and had a look of shock and disgust on there face, hearing Toboe say out, “Oh my, What have they done, how could they!?” his tone turning aggravated, as an even angrier Tsume then called put, snarling,

“I will kill them, Kill them all for what they have done to you” he smiled, weakly as he said this, feeling himself drop slightly, it would seem Kiba had found away to snap the chains, looking around, he saw Kiba again in his wolf form, biting at the chains, having to jump up to try and bite it, making little progress, Richard said to him, looking back forward, trying to sound as strong as he could in his current state,

“Use my Shoulders, you can use them to stand on while you bite away my Chains” he heard Kiba stop, and felt him as he hesitated to what he said, Richard, just said to him, as he heard the silence, “Do it, please”, after a few more seconds, he felt a searing pain rise up in him, feeling Kiba’s Claws in his back as he stood on it, biting away the chains, breaking them both at the same time, dropping him to the floor, Kiba jumping off Turing Human mid-air as he landed.

He felt himself fall to the floor, feeling the shoulders of two people underneath him, as he looked, he saw Human forms Toboe and Hige hold him up, he smiled weakly to his, watching as Kiba took him from both of them, saying as they let go, “Thank you” Richard smiled saying this, he felt happy again, they had come back for him, risking there own lives, even though he was only a Human, he felt as if he had someone he could trust, and this enough was enough to make him smile again, feeling the radiance once again revive, burning inside him, the pain still been felt, but now, bearable.

The others turned back to there Wolf form and ran outside the room, looking around, Kiba holding Richard over his shoulder, saying to him, as he geld him, “Hold on, we will get out of here” he began to walk forward slowly, his arm around him, supporting him as he walked, Richard been able to pull of a slight walk, but a very slow one at that, he felt it would annoy Kiba, but he seemed to compensate well, smiling slightly as he did, he could feel Kiba next to him, his heart beat, and his happiness, like he had found something he had lost so long ago, like he had found his friend? Richard smiled, and forced himself to work harder, to try and aide the escape, ignoring his burning pain.

They entered the corridor, next to the door was a guard, his throat had been pulled out, and he lay in a pool of his own blood, but he ignored this, he knew how brutal the Wolves could be getting that they wanted, even to kill in order to protect him, although it was nice to think they would go to these lengths to help him, but, the thought of someone dead because of him, still made him shudder, no one should have to suffer.

They picked up the pace turning the next corridor, Tsume standing there in his human form, taking him under his other arm, and both of there combined strengths lifting him up off the floor, his feet just dangling over it, there arms covering his wounds, blood smearing them, but they did not seem to mind, they smiled at him, and ran down the corridors as fast as they could towards a large opening, a hole in the wall, running into the bright light.

They were outside again, he could see the whiteness of the snow been stained as his blood dropped slowly onto it, creating a path of crimson, it was then he noticed that Kiba had an injury, his shoulder was also bleeding, he must have got it trying to help him; Richard, turning to him then said, “Your injured, are you ok”, Kiba looked back to him and smiled, looking to his wound, happily saying,

“It doesn’t hurt, we don’t feel pain like you do, I’ll be fine” he turned back in front of him, still carrying him along the path, Toboe and Huge just ahead of them by a truck, it seemed they had got another way to get out of here. He felt himself been loaded up into the truck, been laid out, seeing as Tsume got into the front, and began to drive, the cloth at the end been closed and sealed, as he felt the truck shudder and begin to move.

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