The Creatures Series

Eleventh Dark

Eleventh DarkCreatures of the Dark

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##### Eleventh Dark #####

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Moonlight, night sky, and danger.... Feel the pull towards the underworld right in.

Valline follows me as I pull my projection into nothing, dismissing my sight-seeing until I’m back at my previous location. In a blink away, the view rushes back in order: the mansion, the grass field, the forest, the city, the portal and the cemetery. As I do, I start thinking of what else to burn while waiting for him to arrive. Not literally, I guess. But once my sight does come back, I don’t expect what I’m about to face soon.

An axe is pointed at my direction. Precisely just under my chin, over my neckline. The sharp edge is tempted to rip open my skin with only one swing away.

“Anthone. I didn’t expect you to come back so soon. Have a back up already? That’s pretty quick, despite the fact that you just ran off from this dimension less than ten minutes ago. What made you return so incontinently? Hungry for revenge already?” I dare to move by tilting my head to the right slightly, making the tip of the perfectly sharpened axe slice my outer layer.

He looks at me with rage and disgust. Something worse than a scowl is forming on his face, mix with a heavy dosage of intention to kill.

“ It’s all because of you! ” His voice sounds rougher than before, as if broken pieces of glasses and nails are inside his throat.

“ Yet you could have just stopped this from happening. ” I gesture the bodies around us, bloody, and are sleeping of eternity. “ If you had revealed this bef ─”

“ And you still don’t have the right to kill my family ,” he cut me both literally and not, pressing the axe deeper into my skin. “ I’m not stupid! I knew about the plan, and I knew about how this is going to turn out. You’ll want your impingement, but I didn’t think you’ll go this far. This is beyond limit. You massacred my entire family! The elders... Your teammates.... Even Hayden. Why did you kill them all? Hayden and you. You two were so close.... Why did you do it? She was just an innocent little girl. Don’t you have any sympathy at all? ” His voice tone’s more bitter now.

I hold my laughter by pressing my lips into an odd crack. “It was all fake. I couldn’t sympathize something that wasn’t real,” I reply simply. “As for the rights, you might be surprised just how legal my action was. Hah, your Aunt Marylin even might gonna be shocked from the dead, even,” I chuckles sadistically.

“ Shut up! I ’ m done listening to you. Now ─ ”

“What? You’re gonna kill me?” I ask with a dark tease. It’s my turn to cut him now.

“ SHUT UP! Just shut up already! ” He pulls back the axe so that he can injure me with it.

I dodge, of course. But not quite fast enough to save my left arm. I jump back around eight meters away from him, standing at the other side of the grave yard. A hole in the folding on my upper arm, spreading in a diagonal up line for 5 centimeters. But it won’t stop just like that. My left arm is in a fragile condition right now, as it hangs down lifelessly. A dendritic crack will soon be formed not much longer if I move it around for too much.

Anthone gets set before he runs toward my direction in a train’s speed limit. His axe is waving high in the air like how chainsaw breaking water, despite how heavy it’s supposed to be. He charges at me like a maniac, swinging the axe with every power he has without calculating the damage he’ll do. Everything about him now is the opposite of the him I once knew.

But I suppose the blame is on me. He became demented because of me.

“ You deserved to die when the penalty came. You should have just died then ,” he says through clenched teeth with poison.

His skin looks drier. His eyes looks like they have been drop by toxic chemical, all corrugates wildly I can’t even see the dim spark on those silverish grays. His power is leaking through the air, over running the entire cemetery with its uncontrollable release.

I can see the look on his face. I can see the pain, despair, grief and anger collide in his eyes. His power is the only thing he has left.

But he doesn’t want it. He doesn’t need it, I know. His body movements are enough to tell me how deep he’s suffering from the inside. He doesn’t want power. He just wants his family back. Those whom he loves, even though he never showed how much he loves them when they were still around. He doesn’t need anything right now, because all he wants will never be gained.

That ’ s why he let it out ─ the pain in his heart. Let it run wildly, tangling around us like personal, hungry savages. Let it destroy what its heart desires, in hope to fill the hollowness in his psyche.

When I keep dodging his attacks without being hurt, he finally barks frustratedly. “ Why can’t you just die? Die, die, die. DIE! ”

Anthone pulls his axe back, hoping to slice me better. But once again, what he’s slicing the next is just empty air. That’s when I noticed from the corner of my eyes that Valline decides to show up, eyes quickly landing on the scene before him. He tackles Anthone to the ground with his blinding white light in mere seconds. Anthone is very angry at this. He’s no longer sane when he lashes out his final powers to lose the tightness in Valline’s metal-hard white laser and slip out.

Valline is taken in surprise because of this escaping.

But it’s too late.

Anthone already assaults me by his last dying breath. He drops on the grass even before Valline can process everything. I fall just right after the minute hand tick.

I can hear Valline shouting from afar with language that’s so foreign to me, that when he runs to me, I only notice that it’s actually the Blancort’s ancient mother tongue. At first it sounds clear, until my eyes half-dropped and the only thing I can hear is his moving lips. So close to me, the warmth from his hands feels so comforting wrapping around me.

“Nài!” He echoes in my ears. “No! I will not accept this. I’ve lost you once before; almost. There was time when I really thought you were gone for good. I don’t want to lose you again. No, Arsene. Don’t die on me,” he pleads as gentle drops of liquid starts to fall on my face and my ripped neckline.

It stings....

....Weirdly.

So wet.

Tears....

He’s crying.

But I don’t understand. Why would he need to cry?

“Valline.” I try to reach him, but instead I find both of my arms are already paralyzed. I can’t feel them, or even my legs. My head feels heavy....

He tightens his hug. “Please, Arsene. I can’t lose you again,” he whispers crookedly. “Don’t leave me alone.” His lips shiver.

I tried to smile at him.

There’s so much I want to tell him. I want to comfort him more. I want to chase away his loneliness in some way when I let my eyes travel over his one-of-a-kind features. His milky white hair. His crystal blue eyes. The child that I once knew.... I know he’s still in front of me. So nothing much probably has change, after all. I want him to know that. But I know that my time is short, so a simple goodbye just has to settle for a while.

“It’s okay, Valline. It’s alright....”

My voice sounds fainter in my ears, I can barely hear the last part.

The last thing I can catch is a glimpse of his crying face, with tears as clear as the river inside the Frontier Forest near someplace that I thought was home, before I can see nothing.