Onyx
There are stories of villains, sometimes I thought the villains are often not evil if you saw their perspective.
I wish I could say the same about me.
"OPAL DON'T, DON'T, PLEASE STOP, THEY'LL DIE."
The world was full of evils, and I was one of them. My pain shaped like a sharp sword aimed towards those I love. If only I had not fallen in love. That was always my problem, loving people and dooming them.
The memories of wretched pasts and presents swirling in my head.
I woke up with an anxious start, sweat forming all over my body and dripping down my brow. I was out of breath.
It was happening again. I thought I had gotten it under control. I huffed, trying to calm down. I needed to get to the sea.
I dragged myself anxious and dreading, the sea here was exactly what I was so scared of, of hurting. Yet here was exactly where I needed to be. My hands shook as I grabbed the steering wheel, having dismissed the driver from doing it for me. They knew that when my powers start going haywire, leave me be.
The air around me darkened with plumes of smoke, red surrounding my body and vision. I needed to hurry up and be careful all at once. I was running out of time. My life source was slipping... if I wasn't careful I would...
No no no, I urgently forced myself to focus on getting to the ocean and not getting in an accident. My vision clouding over, I panicked as in front of me I saw a horrifying sight, Abyss was there, by the sea.
I had to swerve to avoid crashing into him. I swerved so abruptly that I crashed into a telephone pole. I groaned, blood pooling out of my head.
Abyss panicked and ran towards my driver's side and tried to pull me out.
"On- Onyx are you okay? Onyx, answer me." he looked at me panicked and unsure what to do. He was shocked and startled beyond belief, not knowing what was happening so suddenly.
"Get- get away from me, Abyss," I warned him faintly.
Abyss looked at me really concerned and hesitant, but he didn't argue and backed away. I unbuckled my seat belt and tried to get up, only to tumble onto Abyss.
I cussed internally, reserved for wretched situations like this. I was starting to lose control, touching him made it even worse.
I recoiled away from him with anxiety. Instead of trying to run towards the shore, my balance was off kilter though. My powers now leaking out like crazy, Abyss had to have seen it. What was he thinking? I looked back; I shouldn't have looked back.
He stood there looking at me with a mixture of fear and horror. I swallowed my pain and tried to control myself, even if it kills me now. The look he gave me hurt me more than anything in my entire life. It hurt exactly the same as Abyss - the boy. The boy.
I clutched my head in pain, letting out a scream. What went so wrong? We were just laughing together in my office the other day. I had finally begun to feel at peace.
My vision went black. I tried to open my eyes, but couldn't see anything. My heart pounded, then it stopped beating, then pounded again. I tried to force myself, crawl if I must, anything to get this volatile nature under control.
It was no use. My consciousness left me. "Abyss...." I trailed off.
The world seemed to burn as I tried to regain consciousness. However, instead of being able to get to Abyss, apologize, explain, whatever it needed, I found myself stuck in my head. The memory of that day playing over and over.
"Hello Opal! You haven't been in the water for a while," a small boy said.
I felt myself nod foggily, I was a small boy here. "Yeah, Dad said we couldn't come here for a while, apparently our parents aren't getting along. So he told me not to come."
The boy nodded. "But we're going to be soulmates right? They can't hate your tribe forever right? Besides you're here now!"
I patted his cute head. "I came here without telling them though. I wanted to play so badly. They keep telling me I can't play in the water, but I missed you."
"I missed you too!" he exclaimed, wrapping me in a big hug with all his arms. "It must be hard given that you are just adjusting with the water temperatures. Come play though, the elders will love you."
I followed him, down to the depths. I burned a bit. Acid corroding some surroundings. "It's okay! I can fix it! I may not have powers the same as yours but it's okay!" the boy replied.
I looked at him, happy to have such a sweet boy by my side. He was soft, sweet. Amazing in every way.
We made our way to the elders and they looked at me with wary eyes, but they patted their sweet son, nephew, and relative and otherwise village member, their sweet little cacaelia on the head. They looked at me this way, but they wouldn't say anything for the boy's sake.
I was gracious but I had hoped that maybe one day they could come to pat me on the head as well.
We were playing around happily without a concern in the world. I felt the pressure getting to me. My powers were too powerful for my small young growing vessel. I was not really a normal being, practically a minor god. That didn't make me worth worshipping though.
Since little, my father had 'trained' me to fit his needs. Reminding me endlessly that if not for his love for my aunt, I wouldn't be alive here today. Thus, he always reminded me to keep myself useful.
He was a greedy man. He was obsessed with expanding power. I was told by my family that he had been the one to kill his own brother, the firstborn of his family. They said it was for the greater good.
He wasn't the most powerful Akkorokamui, however he had climbed his way up with grit and determination. Building a whole conglomerate.
"Opal!" The name the boy called me, I turned to him to see why he had suddenly exclaimed my name.
I was met with the sight of my father. That man had already come down to the depths. "I told you to stay home, boy," he said with a wicked seething grin.
"Father- father what are you doing here?" I called out, my eyes fixating on what he was doing. I looked at him appalled. "Father... please put it down."
My eyes had laid sight on him, he was holding the boy I cared for deeply in his arms, with a bone dagger to his throat. Why was he doing this?
"Dad, please," I said not sure what else to say or think. I didn't know what I was pleading for, I just wanted the boy to be okay.
"You don't listen to me now huh? That's why you're out here spending time with this runt. He's just an alliance tool son! Get it together, this water should be ours, without disgusting other species like these."
"Dad, what are you saying? He's supposed to be my partner right? Weren't we uniting as one tribe? Why are you threatening him? What will the elders here say if they see this?" I tried to reason with him.
"If I get rid of him, will you learn how to behave again? Son listen, we can be powerful together. Just let's get rid of the boy and you and I can work together, I won't need to kill you son. You want to live right? I raised you with my own hands. You need to stop going off of my orders!" my father said, looking like a madman to me right now.
"Dad, this isn't a TV show, you're better than this right? You taught me-" my voice was cut off by him. "I taught you to be USEFUL. Which right now you aren't. Don't make me regret letting you live thanks to my sister."
"Dad, I understand, I am sorry, okay? I am sorry? Please put the weapon down. People will be coming any time. I'll do as you say from now on, just don't hurt him."
My power started to lose control from the stress, acid started pouring from me in slow, but continuous waves.
He ignored the water starting to boil ever so slightly, instead focusing on tightening his grip.
"Let go of my son!!!" a pained cry called out. I turned my head to see his mother and father, his entire tribe watching us all in a grim fear and anger.
His mother was trying her best to swim closer to get to her son. My father glared at her. "I would back off if I were you. My son will boil all of you to shreds."
I let out a cry. "Aunties, Uncles, please. I am so sorry. Please go. I'm losing control. I will do everything I can to save him. I'll get your son. Please go. I don't want to hurt you."
They did not listen to the plea of a pained young boy. They instead fixated on their young child. Their precious little boy, not budging even a bit.
My control from the nerves and pressure continued to worsen. My fear building with each moment. "That's it boy, corrode them all to smithereens. Take this water for ourselves."
"But I don't want to take it! I don't want it! I don't want this. Please stop father. Please." I cried out. A wave of shadows exploding past me. "You have one option boy, kill his tribe and save the one you cherish, I'll let you keep him, or I kill him myself."
Upon the threat one of the aunties and his father tried to use their powers against father to no avail, as he pressed the dagger closer, imbuing it with his own powers.
Now the boy began to bleed.