Unbind me (maybe D2's found Hex being exorcised? ouo)
leave a “unbind me” in my ask, and i’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines
You remember the biggest piece of information: Hex had gone missing. Everyone had gone into a panicked scrambling trying to look around for him everywhere. It had been by pure miracle that you had been the first one to find him. How you found him, or rather the state that you found him in, wasn't...ideal. You knew that they had taken him and dragged him off somewhere so they could do they're fucking rituals on them, however, you didn't think that you'd end up witnessing what exactly they were doing to him.
This is where your memory began to become a fuzzy blur. You remember them speaking words that you didn't understand. You remember the flames and how they were torturing him. Most of all you remember him screaming in pain and anguish.
--[This is a warning that the next themes include domestic and child abuse and to not read what is in the brackets if it's triggering to you.]--
This is when your mind had connected an event long since pasted with this current one playing out in front of you. You never thought you'd have to witness something like this every again, but the images that popped into your head of your father standing over your little brother trying to choke him to death after he had just brutally murdered your mother and aunt.
This image is what caused you to snap, just like you had snapped back when you were seventeen and walked in on memory playing out in your mind.
You connected Hex with your little brother.
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Everything that happened after that was even more of a blur in your mind. You had attacked those priests like you had your father with little to no remorse at all for any of them. They didn't deserve to live for what they were doing. They were torturing someone who didn't deserve it. He was innocent. He can't change how or what he was born as. He'd never done anything in his entire life. It's their fault. They're trying to fucking kill him and you won't let them do it.
Your mind remembers the sound and feeling of bones cracking beneath flesh. Blood soaked your hands, skin, and clothes. None of it bothered you. You can remember them screaming in both fear and agony. It didn't stop you. You remember the pain of them attempting to fight back against you, but you were far stronger than any of them.
They had thought you were a demon at first.
They slowly realize though that you were merely a human. A pissed off one. They tried reasoning with you sometimes, but that didn't stop the adrenaline coursing through your veins and the pure rage that burned in your heart.
It all stopped eventually.
It turned deathly silent. Even Hex's screams weren't ringing in your ears anymore.
When you finally gained consciousness again, you were holding Hex's broken body to your chest. Tears stained your face along with still fresh blood.
You didn't have to look to know what you'd done to those priests. You didn't care, at least not for right now. Hex was more important at the moment. Maybe you'll regret taking the lives of other human beings later, but right now...
"H-hex..." You say, brokenly. "H-hex please...." You sound utterly pathetic in every way possibly, but the anger that you had felt had died down. Now you were just terrified.
"I'm s-s-sorry... I'm so-sorry...." You were pleading to him. For what? You didn't know. Maybe you're begging for forgiveness for what you'd just done. Maybe you're begging because you didn't protect him like you said you would. You said you wouldn't let this happen to him again and you'd lied.
"I'm sorry, Hex, please...." You were cradling his small frame against you like he was a child. You were still crying to yourself, unsure how to act or even feel anymore in this situation other than sorry.
People are getting so ornery if you use a picture to rp nowadays… Like damn, I don’t remember where it came from, but you all know it’s not mine, so fuck off
besides, if it's obvious enough, they shouldn't have to link back because you know who the artist is -_-
Hey guys! Not sure if anybody's noticed-- but I apologize for being so inactive lately! ; o ; I started school again last week, so I'm kind of busy, and muse has just been so in and out the past couple weeks orz
I'll get on around this weekend and try kicking Ivan here back into life, though I only remember a couple of RPs I plan to respond to ahh-- so if there's anything I haven't responded to that you'd like to, I can try over the weekend if you've got a link! ; v ;
Again, I'm sorry for being so inactive, it's getting back into a school routine along with Ivan just being the uncooperative butt that he is //weeps
