inception [p]
Dec 26, 2012 17:22:59 GMT -8
Post by Kaeor on Dec 26, 2012 17:22:59 GMT -8
The village was in a state of unbridled pain and devastation. Kumogakure's condition shocked me nearly as much as my coma, though it didn't fail to add weight to my already heavy heart. With weak shuffles across the earth, I made my way through the frightened crowd. For the most part, the attack that caused the village to crumble had ceased and many no longer hid in their homes. But now citizens emptied into the streets like rats. Their faces were tainted with sorrow and enough water poured from their eyes that a river could've cleanly ran through the vast streets. In this state of panic and mourning, I realized how either truly awful I really was. My heart reasoned and cloned the same sadness that was reciprocate by everyone. However, I was completely centered on finding Areru. I couldn't waste any of my strength crying or trying to comfort widows and now son-less mothers. I had a family of my own that needed me.
Despite my lack of cooperation in Kumogakure's sorrow, I constantly refuted another battle deep inside of my mind. When I had first gazed on the horrid scene, my mind jumped to Areru and her civic duty to Kumogakure. I was no more enticed to the fact that she was an ANBU now than the first time she informed me of the surprise. In fact, I loathed the idea more, knowing that the ANBU were meant to be on the front lines of Kumogakure if a battle had ever ensued to protect our lady nation.( She's alive. I know it. )
Alive? Was I kidding myself? My mind played the superb role of making me shred my woeful heart of hope. However after every sharp incision that poked into my heart, I felt another ba-dump keep me rooted from insanity and listening to my better knowledge. Memories of her frequently training and desiring to make her eye attain the level of her kin popped up. The frail Areru that I once met managed to manifest beside her, convincing me of how she never summed up to other things in life. There had been an numerous amount of times that I thought I could cleave the woman in half with a single chop, playfully jabbing at her toothpick - like frame. But with the view of decimated concrete and rocks piled up on one another, the joke just lost any sort of humor I originally gave it.
The battle between my mind and heart intensified, growing so much that I crazily bit down on my own tongue. The pain receptors intensified and the mental battle faded as my pink muscle throbbed. The pain that was in my mouth was temporary and I would use every second to my benefit. It wasn't long before I had to ascend concrete stairs with an ivory railing. It was comforting to know that my home wasn't razed to the very ground in my absence. And another wave ran through me as I saw my front door in piece. Smiling, I reached forward and instinctively tried to open the door, not realizing that I didn't have the key needed. When it didn't budge, I patted myself down as if I had it in one of my pockets. But my spare had been in the clothing that a nurse had probably taken in the hospital.
Yet I didn't give up. Remembering that Areru and I kept a spare, I weakly kicked the welcome mat beneath my feet. Much to my expectations, I observed a silver key with an onyx handle laying idly beneath me. Kneeling, I reached for it and damn near expected myself to collapse. The fatigue that I admittedly ignored wouldn't go away and I felt it on the cusp of my heels. Quickly I lifted before it could overtake anymore of me and lodged the key in the silver lock. With a simple twist, I effortlessly pushed the door open and closed it behind me as the warmth of my home hit me."Areru! Areru!"
It didn't take long for me to figure out she wasn't here. And it didn't take any longer for the cloud of despair to hover above me. The pain that kept my thoughts out of the situation swiftly numbed and the return of my mind’s sorcery hit me full throttle.Unfortunate imaginative deaths were incessant.
And as I tried to convince myself it wasn't so, my mind only denied me the peace I eagerly sought. No longer able to stand and unsure of everything, I didn't even make it to the couch.
No.
I collapsed. I collapsed on the rug below and didn't even dare fight the empowered fatigue.
