Louder than T h u n d e r . [P][T]

[Zammy<3]

I swallowed all your lies,
and now I'll vomit up the truth.

Until all the stars go out,
I'll be in Love with you...

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"I've never been so happy," he said, breathing a sigh of grattitude as she curled up beside him, laying her head delicately upon his chest. His arms were angled above him, his hands resting beneath his head. Her evil soul seemed to be eroded with happiness; for now anyway. She knew that it wasn't going to last another day. She had to end it.

"Yes you have," she insisted, feeling the black take hold of her heart. She didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve his perfect, pure soul... she had to get away from it, she had to escape. "I know you have."

He looked at her then, but she averted her gaze. "What did you say?"

"You wanna know something? I never thought we were meant to be. I never thought you were the one. Everything I ever said to you was a lie."

He blinked. Once. Twice. Thrice, now. "Wha-?"

She cut him off.

"I'm done with you. For good."

Then she got up to leave him there alone with his broken soul.

Vindictive. Malicious. Cruel. Deceitful.

These were all flattering titles for the woman. Yet she had one weakness- a love for music.

The room was lit by a plethora of massive crystal chandeliers dotting the dark wooden ceiling, surrounding a mother chandelier that hung in the very center. A variety of diamond statues were scattered around the edges of the spacious room, their faces glittering with sorrow. They were all depictions of angels- Michael, Gabriel, to even Christ Himself. Pews were alligned in an orderly fashion within the center of the room, all facing front. A long, black rug was set in the middle isle of the seats, it's length going all the way from the gargantuan double oak doors to the stage elevated up front.

Black gothic candles were burning brightly atop crystal stands, their forms distributed equally atop the stage. Leading directly from up the steps sat a grand piano of ebony. It radiated power, and utmost dominance. At its seat, sat our heroine, her long, manicured fingers dancing their exotic dance within the

moonlight

that shined down through the open windows, its silver essence delivering a tragic catharsis.

Oh, God... she thought, closing her eyes and swaying her body to the rythm of her expert playing. Her torso trembled with emotioin, and tears began to cascade down her flawless countenance, tainting her beauty with a levity so harsh and cruel that she began to weep all the more. Her black heart had caused her to leave him... to leave behind her first true love. She had never been able to forgive herself, would never leave behind the guilt that plagued her soul to this very night. Perhaps that was why she was so dangerously volatile, no? She didn't care- her music would say everything she needed to say tonight.

It's so cold...

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[Zammy<3]

Yahiko...

It had been so long ago. In the days where she had once been so innocent and pure, before the black had seized her heart as its own. Before she had turned so cruel, before she had reached the end of the path of evil. Yet in her music, she remembered these things. She weeped, and as she played the song of moonlight, she let the memories invade in her mind. The war inside was what would always haunt her, a place of chaos and destruction that she couldn't help but to go to in her moments of weakness. She guessed, as anyone would speculate, that she was simply human... and these thoughts were inevitable, unable to be escaped from.

Suddenly the room grew silent, the candle light reflecting morbidly against her beautiful features.

The corpse on top of the piano had yet to be acknowledged by the songstress, until now. Her amber hues looked over at the youthful body of the child, alight with the golden fire of envy. Oh, how she wished to be dead, like the girl she stared at so coldly. To be at peace, without the fear of the very evil within her own heart... to be in paradise with her true Master. Her true Creator. But never mind that-- it was time to get down to business. Alright, lolli, she thought, standing up to her full height. Let's bring you back to life. Or at least, as full of life as she could get her.

With a swipe of her hand she had the dead girl's body off the surface of the piano, where it fell to the floor with a hard thud. Her limbs had hit the ground at odd disfigured angles, proving to Zamarron that she was all the more... dead. Yet she was not only used to working with corpses, she genuinely enjoyed practicing her medical skills on them; they never talked back or complained about how much pain they were in. Getting down on her knees, she placed her bare hands over the girl's cranium, before latching onto it with her spider like fingers.

Etheral lashes descended over her golden optics, concealing their fire and power. It was what she did to focus, and all whilst all alone, within the cold darkness, her focus was at its best. She chanelled a massive amount of chakra down her arms and into her palms and fingertips, being sure to utilize her raiton release within the process. The goal was to stimulate the brain with waves of electricity, and thus awakening the girl's nervous system; the basis of bringing a body back to life.

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[Zammy<3]

Now I'm
erasing you.
Throwing these
memories out...

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