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Fate
Chapter 26: The Long Road
“Live for the journey, not the destination.” -Unknown
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The first two hours of the ride you spend looking out the window deep in thought. Wondering who is taking you where and why. Having Aaron with you is a great comfort. If this guy does turn out to be a serial killer then at least you won’t be alone. There’s a sense of safety in numbers and you wouldn’t be here with anyone other than Aaron.
“So where are you taking us exactly?” Aaron asks breaking the silence. Much to his annoyance the man doesn’t answer nor does he even show signs that he’s listening to Aaron. “Fine then, can we at least get a name? I’m getting tired of referring to you as ‘that guy’.” After a few minutes an annoyed sigh comes from the back seat and Aaron gives up trying to get any information out of the mute driver.
You bite your lip in thought. It’s bothering you as well. Not knowing who this man is or where he’s taking you. Why he was stalking you throughout the day, why he saved you and why he thought you were in danger at the hospital. Summoning up your courage you look over at the silent man and dare to break the silence once more in hopes of getting even the smallest of answer.
“Please,” You start. “A name at the very least would be nice. You’re the one who took me from the hospital and are now driving away with us. At least give us something to call you.”
Much to your surprise, the man glances at you, his hard eyes staring intensely into your own. “Please.” You plead. “I’m surrounded by so many unknowns right now it would be nice to have something to stand on.”
Without a word the man turns his attention back to the road and a sigh of defeat leaves you pouting in the passenger seat. You frown out the window as you pass by cars on the busy expressway.
“Gilver.”
You jump at the sound of the man’s unexpected voice and both your and Aaron’s eyes dart over to the man almost not believing he spoke. “Gilver?” Aaron raises a skeptical brow not taking his eyes off the man.
The man is clearly not going to repeat himself but thankful for the information you offer a small smile to the man before you turn to gaze back out the window and return to your thoughts.
A few more hours tick by in silence and you realize that you’ve been rubbing the markings on your wrist left there by the damn bracelet. It doesn’t hurt anymore but the reminder of what happened still freaks you out. Will the swords try to kill you every time the bracelet activates now? How do you get the damn thing out of your arm? A better question, you suppose, is CAN you get it out of your arm?
Out of the corner of your eye you notice Gilver take a quick glance over at the markings on your wrist. His attention returns to the road so swiftly you half wonder if he actually looked over at you or if it was just your mind playing tricks on you from lack of food. Those damn demons. Couldn’t they have at least waited until you had finished your doughnut? Just thinking of the tray of food that Aaron had abandoned at the hospital is enough to make your stomach growl in disappointment.
Despite the fact that your stomach feels like it’s eating itself, you suck it up. Gilver had said you were in danger and so is taking you to safety, or so you can only assume. If you were to beg to stop for food then that unknown danger you were in may very well catch back up to you. You’re not sure if demons are involved or not, but if they are then you will do everything in your power to act as a shield and guard Aaron form that horrible, nightmarish truth of the world.
Knowing of the existence of demons has always made you feel tainted in a sort of way. To know a truth so dark and horrific; to have been a part of that world, even if it was for a few weeks five years ago, it’s like it’s a stain on your life. A stain that no matter how much you scrub, it seems you can never escape. The demon attack this morning is proof of that. Aaron deserves far better, yet you know you could never leave him. So, if trying to keep him from becoming tainted like you is that only thing you can do at this point, then so be it. As your mind rummages through thoughts of demons, Aaron, and who Gilver is, your eyes grow heavy and before you know it you have drifted off into sweet sleep.
*SMACK *
Your head colliding roughly with the window isn’t exactly the wakeup call you had been expecting. As your foggy mind very quickly wakes up and becomes aware you realize with horror that Gilver is speeding along city streets, weaving through traffic, running red lights and making turns so sharp your surprised that the car doesn’t flip over.
“ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL US?!” Aaron’s panicked voice shrieks from the back seat.
“Gilver!?” You yell in horror as he speeds though an intersection barely missing an elderly couple that was driving in a van.
“It is necessary.” He speaks calmly without taking his sharp eyes off the road. “Hold on.”
You only have a second or two to process his warning before he makes another sharp turn, driving onto the sidewalk to get past a truck delivering boxes to a small store. Your grip on your seat is so strong your knuckles are turning white, but you don’t dare loosen them an inch.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! HAVE YOU COMPLETELY LOST IT?!?” Aaron shouts as he to holds on for dear life.
A large shadow catches your attention in the side mirror. Focusing as much as you can while driving on the sidewalk going ninety miles an hour, you try to make out the large shadow. Your eyes widen with horror when you realize that the large shadow isn’t a single being, in fact it’s many; many demons running after you to be more exact. Sudden realization of Gilver’s words hits you like a brick wall. You have to agree with him on this one. With this many demons hunting after you the chaotic driving is without a doubt necessary.
A pain shoots up your arm. Wincing you discover that the markings the demon killing bracelet had left on your flesh are glowing red with warning that demons are near. You don’t exactly need the warning considering it’s fairly obvious that a horde of demonic monsters are chasing after the car like dogs after a mailman. Not entirely sure if your more concerned with the creatures crashing into people. Buildings and cars in an attempt to get to you, or with the now, kill anything, bracelet that’s imbedded into your body activating and attacking like it had earlier.
You are quickly brought out of your thoughts when bystanders scream in horror when Gilver drives into a large park, only to run for their lives when the demon horde quickly follows. Everything happens so fast your mind can barely comprehend any of it. You remember the flash image of a mother holding a terrified child to you as the car races towards them. In the next instant Gilver turns the car last minute to avoid hitting them. However the maneuver brings the car in the direct path of a large tree. Before the vehicle can make contact with the tree Gilver grabs you into his arms and jumps from the car.
You’re only aware of the devastating shriek of a scream that leaves your throat when Gilver lands gracefully on his feet, holding you in his strong arms, a short distance from the now twisted metal that was a car only a few minutes ago. Panic consumes you and you fight against Gilver’s hold trying desperately to get to the car to see if Aaron is still alive or not. You no longer care about the demons closing in, or the bracelet causing searing pain to attack your arm. You don’t even care who Gilver is or why he took you to start with. The only solitary thing racing through your mind is Aaron. He has to be okay, he just has to be. Without him…what will you do? You can’t imagine a life without him in it.
“Calm yourself.” Gilver says smoothly. He sets you down but keeps an arm wrapped around you to prevent you from rushing over to the wreck and leaving his side lest the demons kill you.
“Screw you! How the hell am I supposed to calm down when Aaron could be dead, or hurt?! This is your fault!! Let me go!!!” You continue your struggle against Gilver when suddenly a dozen red swords shoot forth from the markings on your wrist.
“Don’t move.” Gilver’s voice is commanding and causes your struggles to cease now realizing the situation you’re in. Gilver releases his hold on you and reaches into his dress coat pulling out two large shinning silver daggers. Like a flash of lightning Gilver rushes at the demons, joining the red swords in dispatching the demons. You frantically search your mind trying to figure out how to stop the swords once the demons are gone. When they’re all dead the swords will turn on you just like last time. But what can you do? Gilver said to stay put and with all the chaos around you, you’d rather not defy him.
Gilver moves so swiftly you can only catch glimpses and blurred movements as he slices through demon after demon. You’ve only seen one other person move that fast but that was a long time ago and that person is gone now. Glancing over to the car wreck slight relief fills your heart and soul when you spot Aaron crawl out of the dented in back seat and collapse onto the grass. You resist the urge to run over to him and make sure he’s okay. Right now he’s going unnoticed by the demons. If you go to him then he will be spotted and will be put in danger. Also with him passed out he’s doesn’t have to see this battle.
Demonic blood soaks into the ground and stains the surrounding grass as the demon’s numbers thin out more and more until there are only a few left. Between Gilver and the red swords the demons are quickly dispatched. When there are only three or four demons remaining fear fills you when a few of the swords switch targets. They ignore Gilver, who is currently digging one of his daggers into the heart of a demon, and shoot towards you so much faster than last time. Your eyes only catch a faint red trail that they leave behind them. Gilver notices too late. Even with his incredible speed he has no chance to get to you in time. You don’t bother to run. Even if you did there’s no way you can avoid or escape them, not at this speed. A strong, sharp gust of wind cuts across the park when the swords are only a foot or so from you. You blink, confused, as the swords shatter into crystalized fragments which fall onto the grass.
Chapter 26: The Long Road
“Live for the journey, not the destination.” -Unknown
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The first two hours of the ride you spend looking out the window deep in thought. Wondering who is taking you where and why. Having Aaron with you is a great comfort. If this guy does turn out to be a serial killer then at least you won’t be alone. There’s a sense of safety in numbers and you wouldn’t be here with anyone other than Aaron.
“So where are you taking us exactly?” Aaron asks breaking the silence. Much to his annoyance the man doesn’t answer nor does he even show signs that he’s listening to Aaron. “Fine then, can we at least get a name? I’m getting tired of referring to you as ‘that guy’.” After a few minutes an annoyed sigh comes from the back seat and Aaron gives up trying to get any information out of the mute driver.
You bite your lip in thought. It’s bothering you as well. Not knowing who this man is or where he’s taking you. Why he was stalking you throughout the day, why he saved you and why he thought you were in danger at the hospital. Summoning up your courage you look over at the silent man and dare to break the silence once more in hopes of getting even the smallest of answer.
“Please,” You start. “A name at the very least would be nice. You’re the one who took me from the hospital and are now driving away with us. At least give us something to call you.”
Much to your surprise, the man glances at you, his hard eyes staring intensely into your own. “Please.” You plead. “I’m surrounded by so many unknowns right now it would be nice to have something to stand on.”
Without a word the man turns his attention back to the road and a sigh of defeat leaves you pouting in the passenger seat. You frown out the window as you pass by cars on the busy expressway.
“Gilver.”
You jump at the sound of the man’s unexpected voice and both your and Aaron’s eyes dart over to the man almost not believing he spoke. “Gilver?” Aaron raises a skeptical brow not taking his eyes off the man.
The man is clearly not going to repeat himself but thankful for the information you offer a small smile to the man before you turn to gaze back out the window and return to your thoughts.
A few more hours tick by in silence and you realize that you’ve been rubbing the markings on your wrist left there by the damn bracelet. It doesn’t hurt anymore but the reminder of what happened still freaks you out. Will the swords try to kill you every time the bracelet activates now? How do you get the damn thing out of your arm? A better question, you suppose, is CAN you get it out of your arm?
Out of the corner of your eye you notice Gilver take a quick glance over at the markings on your wrist. His attention returns to the road so swiftly you half wonder if he actually looked over at you or if it was just your mind playing tricks on you from lack of food. Those damn demons. Couldn’t they have at least waited until you had finished your doughnut? Just thinking of the tray of food that Aaron had abandoned at the hospital is enough to make your stomach growl in disappointment.
Despite the fact that your stomach feels like it’s eating itself, you suck it up. Gilver had said you were in danger and so is taking you to safety, or so you can only assume. If you were to beg to stop for food then that unknown danger you were in may very well catch back up to you. You’re not sure if demons are involved or not, but if they are then you will do everything in your power to act as a shield and guard Aaron form that horrible, nightmarish truth of the world.
Knowing of the existence of demons has always made you feel tainted in a sort of way. To know a truth so dark and horrific; to have been a part of that world, even if it was for a few weeks five years ago, it’s like it’s a stain on your life. A stain that no matter how much you scrub, it seems you can never escape. The demon attack this morning is proof of that. Aaron deserves far better, yet you know you could never leave him. So, if trying to keep him from becoming tainted like you is that only thing you can do at this point, then so be it. As your mind rummages through thoughts of demons, Aaron, and who Gilver is, your eyes grow heavy and before you know it you have drifted off into sweet sleep.
*SMACK *
Your head colliding roughly with the window isn’t exactly the wakeup call you had been expecting. As your foggy mind very quickly wakes up and becomes aware you realize with horror that Gilver is speeding along city streets, weaving through traffic, running red lights and making turns so sharp your surprised that the car doesn’t flip over.
“ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL US?!” Aaron’s panicked voice shrieks from the back seat.
“Gilver!?” You yell in horror as he speeds though an intersection barely missing an elderly couple that was driving in a van.
“It is necessary.” He speaks calmly without taking his sharp eyes off the road. “Hold on.”
You only have a second or two to process his warning before he makes another sharp turn, driving onto the sidewalk to get past a truck delivering boxes to a small store. Your grip on your seat is so strong your knuckles are turning white, but you don’t dare loosen them an inch.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! HAVE YOU COMPLETELY LOST IT?!?” Aaron shouts as he to holds on for dear life.
A large shadow catches your attention in the side mirror. Focusing as much as you can while driving on the sidewalk going ninety miles an hour, you try to make out the large shadow. Your eyes widen with horror when you realize that the large shadow isn’t a single being, in fact it’s many; many demons running after you to be more exact. Sudden realization of Gilver’s words hits you like a brick wall. You have to agree with him on this one. With this many demons hunting after you the chaotic driving is without a doubt necessary.
A pain shoots up your arm. Wincing you discover that the markings the demon killing bracelet had left on your flesh are glowing red with warning that demons are near. You don’t exactly need the warning considering it’s fairly obvious that a horde of demonic monsters are chasing after the car like dogs after a mailman. Not entirely sure if your more concerned with the creatures crashing into people. Buildings and cars in an attempt to get to you, or with the now, kill anything, bracelet that’s imbedded into your body activating and attacking like it had earlier.
You are quickly brought out of your thoughts when bystanders scream in horror when Gilver drives into a large park, only to run for their lives when the demon horde quickly follows. Everything happens so fast your mind can barely comprehend any of it. You remember the flash image of a mother holding a terrified child to you as the car races towards them. In the next instant Gilver turns the car last minute to avoid hitting them. However the maneuver brings the car in the direct path of a large tree. Before the vehicle can make contact with the tree Gilver grabs you into his arms and jumps from the car.
You’re only aware of the devastating shriek of a scream that leaves your throat when Gilver lands gracefully on his feet, holding you in his strong arms, a short distance from the now twisted metal that was a car only a few minutes ago. Panic consumes you and you fight against Gilver’s hold trying desperately to get to the car to see if Aaron is still alive or not. You no longer care about the demons closing in, or the bracelet causing searing pain to attack your arm. You don’t even care who Gilver is or why he took you to start with. The only solitary thing racing through your mind is Aaron. He has to be okay, he just has to be. Without him…what will you do? You can’t imagine a life without him in it.
“Calm yourself.” Gilver says smoothly. He sets you down but keeps an arm wrapped around you to prevent you from rushing over to the wreck and leaving his side lest the demons kill you.
“Screw you! How the hell am I supposed to calm down when Aaron could be dead, or hurt?! This is your fault!! Let me go!!!” You continue your struggle against Gilver when suddenly a dozen red swords shoot forth from the markings on your wrist.
“Don’t move.” Gilver’s voice is commanding and causes your struggles to cease now realizing the situation you’re in. Gilver releases his hold on you and reaches into his dress coat pulling out two large shinning silver daggers. Like a flash of lightning Gilver rushes at the demons, joining the red swords in dispatching the demons. You frantically search your mind trying to figure out how to stop the swords once the demons are gone. When they’re all dead the swords will turn on you just like last time. But what can you do? Gilver said to stay put and with all the chaos around you, you’d rather not defy him.
Gilver moves so swiftly you can only catch glimpses and blurred movements as he slices through demon after demon. You’ve only seen one other person move that fast but that was a long time ago and that person is gone now. Glancing over to the car wreck slight relief fills your heart and soul when you spot Aaron crawl out of the dented in back seat and collapse onto the grass. You resist the urge to run over to him and make sure he’s okay. Right now he’s going unnoticed by the demons. If you go to him then he will be spotted and will be put in danger. Also with him passed out he’s doesn’t have to see this battle.
Demonic blood soaks into the ground and stains the surrounding grass as the demon’s numbers thin out more and more until there are only a few left. Between Gilver and the red swords the demons are quickly dispatched. When there are only three or four demons remaining fear fills you when a few of the swords switch targets. They ignore Gilver, who is currently digging one of his daggers into the heart of a demon, and shoot towards you so much faster than last time. Your eyes only catch a faint red trail that they leave behind them. Gilver notices too late. Even with his incredible speed he has no chance to get to you in time. You don’t bother to run. Even if you did there’s no way you can avoid or escape them, not at this speed. A strong, sharp gust of wind cuts across the park when the swords are only a foot or so from you. You blink, confused, as the swords shatter into crystalized fragments which fall onto the grass.
First off I apologize for this late update as well as being late replying to all of you. I had technical difficulties. The laptop I have been using all this time was my mom's. (Since she never used it cause she has an Ipad) It got a weird virus or something (we're still not sure what's up with it) but for some reason you couldn't do shit on it all of a sudden. you could click on the internet icon (or every icon for that matter) and it would say it was loading next to the mouse, but then it would just stop. The internet window wouldn't even pop up. My dad(who is very smart and has built his own computers many times) couldn't figure out what the hell was wrong with it. (Perhaps Vergil scared it? I did have a shiz ton of Verg pics and writing on it.) Anywho, so I had no way of not only getting online but work on writing or even access my documents on it. TT^TT
Thankfully my dad got me a surprise gift a few days ago, which was a used laptop(it's in great shape) that he got at a pawn shop. After fixing it up, getting virus protection, and personalizing it, I went back to my mom's laptop and THANK SPARDA I was able to finally access my documents and pics. So I used a flash drive and was able to transfer ALL of my writings and pics over to my laptop which took about 2 days. (I have a lot of shit) then I hit another snag. My new laptop didn't have Microsoft word which I use to write my fics with. Thankfully the heavens were on my side and I discovered that it actually DID have word and I just had to dig for it. So now I have a new laptop, with all my stuff transpired over, with Microsoft word, and it runs beautify.
So tonight(Tuesday) I finished up this chapter and was finally able to post it!!
(I am SOOOO happy right now)
So once more I apologies for the late update but it was out of my hands and I updated as soon as I was able. ^_^;
Moving on.....
I want to say a big 'thank you' to all of you who left me such lovely comments last chapter. You really helped cheer me up and get though my laptop crisis. So, THANK YOU!! You all rock so much you'll make Dante jealous!
Is Aaron okay? Who the hell is Gilver?! What will happen to Nearah? Why are demons trying to kill her after all this time? Where did that gust of wind come from? Find out next Monday! Fate Chapter 27: What Once Was Lost.
Thankfully my dad got me a surprise gift a few days ago, which was a used laptop(it's in great shape) that he got at a pawn shop. After fixing it up, getting virus protection, and personalizing it, I went back to my mom's laptop and THANK SPARDA I was able to finally access my documents and pics. So I used a flash drive and was able to transfer ALL of my writings and pics over to my laptop which took about 2 days. (I have a lot of shit) then I hit another snag. My new laptop didn't have Microsoft word which I use to write my fics with. Thankfully the heavens were on my side and I discovered that it actually DID have word and I just had to dig for it. So now I have a new laptop, with all my stuff transpired over, with Microsoft word, and it runs beautify.
So tonight(Tuesday) I finished up this chapter and was finally able to post it!!
(I am SOOOO happy right now) So once more I apologies for the late update but it was out of my hands and I updated as soon as I was able. ^_^;
Moving on.....
I want to say a big 'thank you' to all of you who left me such lovely comments last chapter. You really helped cheer me up and get though my laptop crisis. So, THANK YOU!! You all rock so much you'll make Dante jealous!
Is Aaron okay? Who the hell is Gilver?! What will happen to Nearah? Why are demons trying to kill her after all this time? Where did that gust of wind come from? Find out next Monday! Fate Chapter 27: What Once Was Lost.
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Gilver turns the car last minute to avoid hitting them. However the maneuver brings the car in the direct path of a large tree. Before the vehicle can make contact with the tree Gilver grabs you into his arms and jumps from the car.
Aaron: THANKS YOU JACKASS!!!!
Aaron: THANKS YOU JACKASS!!!!