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+2 Meet the Pale One
thistimefeelsnew
pinkandyellowwolf
"...What do you people want now?"
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+2 Meet the Pale One
thistimefeelsnew
pinkandyellowwolf
"...What do you people want now?"
I do believe I gained two new followers while I was sleeping. So if either you wants to interact, please just reply to a starter or a meme or send me a message and we can plot. :)
pinkandyellowwolf
wefouleagleangelworld
Oooh what if we did like a Supernatural AU? Like, One of us is a hunter, and the other is a demon/angel. Or they could both be hunters/demons/angels, or maybe someone's a demon and the other's an angel--the list goes on XD
good plan
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❝ Happy Birthday, Rose!! Surprise!! ❞
*Kiss* You have the kissing disease. Pass it along to the first 10 people on your dash
"Well that's certainly an interesting way to greet a stranger."
'As Above, So Below'
There was no comfort now, no strong words of brave leaders before, no lines of courage dragged from the depths of poetry to bring warmth against the crushing cold of hopelessness. In the pure and unrefined darkness of the Paris Catacombs, where time melted away to leave only pain, there was not a scrap of comfort to be found. Though crystal blue eyes stared, there was nothing in the depths of these halls. The echoed moans and cries of voices faintly familiar drifted through the dust-thickened air all around him, the torment of his past sending shivers through his body with every new sound. His punishment for the loses he allowed to happen.
The sound of shifting echoed so vibrantly through the tunnels he failed to realize for the briefest of moments that he had done so himself. His only truthful indication that his numb limbs had moved was the clawing of starvation at his newly disturbed stomach and the shake of his muscles grasping for energy. Hundreds of times he had died on that spot, this time would be no different. With each resurrection came his old body, fresh and ready to run and each time he withered again into the frail form he now inhabited. He would soon be dead again, he could feel the pull of the void calling to him. His dust-rimmed eyes fell shut and he allowed it to take him, desperate for the starving to stop for a time.
Pulling in a lung full of rock dust he coughed violently. With every single resurrection came this pain and realization he would never get out. Shivering lightly he pulled his limbs into himself, trying to gain some warmth, but never bothering to move. The light he’d found ages ago lay next to him, still functioning with the minimal use he had given it. He saw no reason to bother. He would not leave this place. He had wandered in the darkness for hours with no hope of finding his way out, and so had resigned himself to that spot to spend the rest of eternity.
“Kai!” A voice carried through the darkness, echoing off the walls. It was the first clear word Jack had heard in ages, and it called the name he had disowned, his birth name. No one knew that name. His aching arms pushed him up from the floor of the cave-like hallway, eyes scanning the darkness for any signs of movement. There was more than himself in that place, but as long as he was careful he would never be seen.
“Kai! Where are you?”
No. That voice. He knew it. That tiny, almost helpless little voice. Grey. His Grey. Not he angry, bitter man that attacked him but the small and helpless child he’d left behind all those years. The voice sounded close, but was it really? The underground was a very tricky place. Reaching out for the light he clicked it on, regretting this in an instant. The bright flash rendered him blind for a solid few moments, the sound of small footsteps fading away as he tried to recover.
“Grey?” He called out, his voice barely more than a scratch through the air. “Grey Come back!”
“I’m right here.” The innocent little voice cut through the darkness as Jack turned to meet it, a tiny figure standing behind him with his sleeve pulled up to his mouth. “I was scared. You left me.”
“I know, I know I’m so sorry!” Jack managed to get out as he dropped to his knees, arms wrapping tightly around Grey. “Ohh I’ll never leave you like that again. I’m so sorry…” His mental state was weak to begin with, but this nearly broke him. Somewhere in his mind Jack knew this couldn’t be real. Grey was gone, dead after the hub was destroyed. It didn’t matter, he was there now with him and that was enough. “I’m so sorry. Don’t be scared. Don’t be scared I’m right here.”
“But you’re different.” Grey mumbled out, his head resting against Jack’s shoulder. “You’re mean now.”
“I’m not, I’m really really not. I’m your brother, I’m the same brother I promise.” He pleaded with his younger brother. “It’s going to be fine now.”
“No.” Grey spoke quietly. “It won’t. You left me alone, Kai! You left me on the beach and they came and they hurt me! You let them hurt me. Why would you do that?”
“It was an accident.” Jack tried to reassure him. “I looked everywhere for you. I tried to find what happened to you. I’m so sorry.”
“You knew.” The little voice did not grow any louder, nor did it try to tear away. “You knew they’d hurt me. You were supposed to save me, like daddy said. You were supposed to hold onto my hand. Why did you let go? Were you scared mom and dad would love me more?”
“Never.” Jack sobbed out, his chest burning with the pain of guilt.
“They always loved you more, Kai. They always wanted you. You were the better son.”
“No, that’s not true.” Jack pushed back, holding Grey at arm’s length. It took just the blink of an eye for him to be kneeling in front of the older, angrier version of Grey, those rage-filled eyes boring into him.
“I always hoped my big brother would rescue me. I always hoped you’d save my life to make up for your mistake, but you didn’t. You gave up on me. You forgot your past so you let your mistake pass like it never happened. I was nothing to you, ‘Jack’.”
“You were everything to me!” Jack growled out, the pain almost too much to take now. “You were everything. I looked for so long… for so long. I was only a child!”
“You had an obligation to protect your little brother. It’s your fault I’m like this! Don’t deny it!”
“I don’t. I don’t deny it. I’m so sorry Grey it is my fault. Please. Please stop this! I love you so much!”
“You ‘never’ loved me. You can’t love people, Jack. You can’t even tell them your real name. You don’t love a single person up there. You don’t love me, or anyone else. The only person you love is yourself. That’s the only person you have ever looked out for. All this saving the world is just so you can feel important. You are nothing, Jack. Nothing. Worthless and useless.”
“I know. I know…” Jack felt himself hit the ground completely, his body curling around himself as he pressed his forehead to the ground, sobs ripping from his throat as he cried. His body lurched with every sob, the sound of footsteps circling making it impossible to forget he was faced with his mistake. He wanted this to end. Death would have been such a release from this hell and yet he knew he would never find it. Over and over he would be faced with the things he had ruined or lost and there was no way to escape it. He heard the soft scrape of Grey’s boots against the floor, knowing he’d seated himself against the wall beside Jack. He was never going to leave him. Not now.
“And now I’ll make sure you never forget me. I’ll be with you, Jack. Till the end of time. Just you and me, but no matter how hard you beg me, no matter what you say, I will ‘never’ forgive what you did.”
"Failure"
He swallowed thickly. "I know. I'm sorry Rose. You deserved better."
"What?!"
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"… Is that all you have to say, after all this time of me not saying it?"