Monday, July 17, 2006

The End

" What's wrong, Phoen?" Dracula said over his shoulder. Dara, Phoen to some, stared out the open window, her golden eyes glazed with tears. She could not speak without her voice breaking into sobs. Seeing the faces of here parent's murderers had brought a terrible feeling of sadness into her black and hardened heart.She had accomplished her goal, but what happened next? Her life had no purpose now that the objects of her obsession were dead. Her whole life had revolved around their destruction, but she had never thought beyond the certain death of those three. A hand descended on her shoulder. Dara turned to see Dracula's concerned face hovering bahind her. She shouldn't let him see her like this. It was such an obvious sign of weakness. There was sympathy in his dark eyes. SMACK! The sound of her slap rang through the abandoned warehouse. All of her furstration and anger, she channeled into that one smack. A red welt appeared of Dracula's cheek. She regreted the attack as soon as it was delivered, but she wouldn't allow anyone to feel sorry for her. Dracula turned and took a few steps from the window. Then, he paused and hung his head. " Nate," he whispered. " What?" Dara demanded, her voice cracking. He spun and faced her, drawing himself to his full height. His dark eyes twinkled with a strange light Dara did not recognize. " My real name is Nate." Dara's eyes widened in suprise. One only revealed his or her actual name as a sign of absolute trust. Why would he tell her at this moment, right after she had slapped him? "Dara," she found herself whispering. Her mind screamed at her not to say any more, but something else had taken control of her body. "My name is Dara." Nate took a step closer to her, his arms around her body. She fell gladly into his embrace, even as her mind shrieked at this weakness. She had wanted this for so long: someone to care for, who would care for her, someone who could love her. She closed her eyes, content with life for the first time in a long time. Her usual fast-paced world stood still for a moment. Then, the concealed land-mine erupted underneath their feet. Writer's words: HAHAHA! i'm soooooo evil!

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