Abyss
The man I had been falling for became but a vessel of fear in front of my eyes. I looked at the wreckage around us now, feeling the volatile nature fully. The one I had long feared.
I had just been on my way from the sea as usual, thinking about our lovely conversation in the office of his where I had gotten to sit on his desk, we seemed so intimate and close then. I was daydreaming of maybe our first kiss when I had suddenly seen a car recklessly driving. It looked rushed and strained.
When the car crashed, my blood froze as I recognized the man in the driver's seat. Why was he here? I ran over and tried to help, but he merely pushed me away. Around then I realized he was losing control for some reason, so I had no choice but to back away.
Still, despite my trauma, I couldn't leave. I found myself still concerned for him as well.
I tried calling out to him but my calls fell on deaf ears. He had blacked out; he started to swallow the surroundings around him in his powers. This is the real reason beings like him were killed, they were volatile and contained too much power to be contained.
I forced myself to get closer, burning myself with his magick. I looked at my surroundings. "There is no time. I need to calm him down, dang it!" I gritted my teeth, pushing my way forward.
I finally managed to make contact with him. The second I did he reverted to his natural form. He was practically a behemoth in front of me. I felt helpless, not knowing what to do. I had no one to call right now, I didn't think Sarit would get here on time or be able to assist.
I hauled him toward the water like a kraken being dragged, enveloped myself in magick, and let my form shift to give me more strength to hoist him.
Every part of me screamed to keep him far away from my homeland, far away from where the devastation of years past had occurred. Yet I knew if I didn't get him to calm down in the water he may never calm down. He would more than swallow the buildings and seas whole in many kilometers radius, he would die.
Perhaps I should have just left him to such a death. I didn't though, even though I could. The emotions battled inside of me, I decided just to try to fix this and worry about it later.
When he was finally in the water I enveloped him in my shadows, trying to obscure him in the shallow waters, hoping that any passersby would not notice and would mistake it for a bad storm. The beach seemed eerily empty though.
For a minute it seemed as if we were in our own abyss. It swirled around us, I was using more of my powers than ever before trying to contain his own. It was a futile effort, his strength outdid that of even my entire past tribes put together.
"YOU, IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP. I SWEAR, I WILL KILL YOU RIGHT HERE MYSELF. REMEMBER PIXIE? REMEMBER YOURSELF, NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE A DRAMA KING." I shouted at him, shaking him, anger encompassing me slowly. Whenever I was hurt and torn, I would get angry and desperate to fix the situation.
I felt as if I was but a boy again. I smacked his chest in pain and frustration. Why couldn't we just be happy and forget about all of this and move forward in life? I had been beginning to forget about my desire for revenge, what a bitter reality this was.
I thought he was incapable, I had hoped he was incapable of causing this much destruction. I hoped it was all but the lies of a young traumatized mind. A mere figment, a shard of truth.
"Onyx, I know who you are, I always have... and yet I let myself like you. Are you going to let this all go down the drain?" I said to him.
Panic entered my mind as I realized the man below me had no heartbeat. How, how could that be? He looked as if he was still alive, yet there was no sound from any of his three hearts, a trait I presumed we had shared due to our similar biology.
It was just cold and empty. Had his powers overridden him, making him go into cardiac arrest? His powers were still creating destruction.
I changed my focus and instead of wishing I had healing powers, I leaned down impulsively following a nature I didn't know existed and kissed his heart area. I sensed turbulent shadows not of my own encompassing his inner core, like a troubled mind. I focused on drawing out that energy, pulling it towards me up and out of the skin.
The second the energy came to the surface, the storm started to still, the waters around us calming as the earth seemed to stop shaking. I felt my breath shake as every part of me tremored and shivered violently. The man slowly stirring below me.
Every part of me knew I had just saved him for the sake of the thousands that lived on the coastline, yet I felt disgusted looking at the man so peaceful. It was as if he was unaware that the houses around us lay in ruin. I had not even a clue if everyone was okay, even Chada's house was not far from here. Just as the worry entered my mind, I saw Sarit rushing out of the direction of Chada's house. He was headed towards the sea with an urgency.
My body transformed back to that of a human as I could not keep up the abyssal powers around us much longer. I felt my blood drain from my face as I saw that Sarit was greatly injured, as if something had torn his arm and gashed it. I knew he would survive logically, but his blood and the fact that Chada was not following him had me completely frozen in terror.
Memories from that day flashed in my mind again, I felt at a loss. What if this is happening again? I can't lose everyone I love again.
Completely unaware, Onyx stirred more below me, waking from his slumber. He looked up at me with relieved eyes, not seeing the darkness that lay in mine.
His expression turned to concern and his own fear as I got up from him now, not focusing on what had happened to the black energy I drew from within him.
"Abyss wait," he called, still weakly trying to get up.
"Look at the destruction around you Onyx. LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE." I gestured to the damaged houses and coastline. His eyes followed my pointing to lay his sights upon the wreckage. His face paled even further with his light skin. It was as if the man was seeing a ghost. Perhaps he had, one of the past.
"Abyss, I-I can explain," his eloquent speech and demeanor was gone, replaced by the look of a boy fearing losing a parent's approval, or something more.
It pained me, the man before me being the source of my greatest pain and my greatest joy. "You're just a fallen angel," I spat at him instead. I wanted to be reasonable, I understood it wasn't his intention to do all this. Intentions aren't everything though, it doesn't just make everything okay. It wouldn't have happened if he wasn't alive in the first place.
All my built-up resentment for my fractured past was coming back to me now full swing. It swirled around me like a new abyss. A deeper hue of him I wished I had never seen, one I couldn't forget all the same.
He got up, "Abyss, hey, hey, it's me. I know this may be a big shock but I can heal people, okay, let's go do that first then talk?" He put his hands down, reaching to heal a welt on my arm.
I pulled my hands back after a moment of feeling swayed, "Heal Sarit first. He's injured."
He nodded and looked at me as if asking where. I pointed to the sea. He looked at me in a mixture of confusion and shock as the reality dawned on him. "Oh Abyss I-" I cut him off as I pulled out my bone dagger and aimed it in his direction. Around me he saw magick surrounding me.
His eyes widened, he looked at me unsure what to do next. I steeled myself for what came next, my eyes darkening as I felt my jaw set in a firm vengeance.
"Heal him, but from now on Onyx, we're enemies."