"Donovan." Someone called my name again, but it was a different voice in my mind. The one that I will never hear again. Part of me was glad for that, but it echoed in my head every time my name was called. "No Donovan. It's mine." She had said when I pointed out that the particular sword she pulled out was Vorom's. It was the last time I had ever heard her say my name. When she was giving me hints on who she was that she had kept secret from me for God knows how long. We had only been back together not even a month when I lost her all over again. My thoughts were still stuck back in time. That...
"Hey! Get away from her!" We could hear Laura yelling and Inali leaned over the balcony, dodging an arrow that flew past her face. I looked out with her. There we saw Antonio and Laura holding off a huge group of red and black hoods, nearly failing, while Mel lay against the south wall, barely breathing. Inali backed up and I knew exactly what she was going to do.
"No Inali don't! You're not strong enough."
"Watch me." She challenged and ran forwards, jumping off the ledge. In the air, she began to release arrows, hitting most of the targets and landing with a...
"Go." She tried to mouth. I was frozen. Never would I ever leave her behind.
"So what? You kill her, then proceed to torture those innocent people?" Mel asked, her voice shaking with rage as she pointed out the doorway where rows of cell sat, containing people like vicious dogs in a pound.
"Those people. Are not as innocent as you may believe them to be." He said. "And I'm hoping that she with be a lesson." He growled pointing his sword flat across her neck. I heard Inali take a deep breath as if deciding it would be her last and was ready for it.
I hadn't slept at all. I just kept staring at Inali. She stirred beside me and I moved to start the fire knowing she would be stiff from sleeping in the cold. She woke up as soon as it was lit and noticed her hood was down. Staring at me with wide eyes, she pulled it back up.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked her quietly. Her blue eyes remained big.
"Please don't be mad at me!" She begged. I looked at her almost in disbelief. The Inali I knew would stand up for herself as soon as someone pointing something out. Not beg for peace to be kept. What happened to her? I...
After some convincing, the doctors finally let Inali leave. We checked her wound, and it all seemed to be healing extremely well, but we agreed on taking it easy, just in case of any minor surgical tears in the internal organ repairings. I told her not to go talk to Antonio, but when she get demanding, she Gets demanding. There is no arguing with her when it comes to that. I stood at the top of the balcony and watched, just in case she can't make it up the steps from emotional breakdowns (which she seems to be getting a lot of lately). It was dark out for an early...
When I opened my eyes, all I could see was one bright light. I was positive I wasn't dead. If I was then it would be hot, dark and the sounds of eternal screaming. Unless this is what it looks like when you are dead before hell starts. There were voices in a muffled tone all around me. Among them was Maiyun's. My eyes slowly adjusted to the room around me. Pale blue walls, blurry figures in white gowns moved around and grey-silver utensils sat on metal tables. A bright light shone above me. I looked to my other side as my vision cleared a slight bit. Maiyun sat there with...
[i]This is an old draft I've had sitting here for about three years. Cleaned it up sorta, but it's still not at par with my current work. I wanted to keep most of the source material as close to what I wrote three years ago barring some grammatical/diction fluency errors, mostly for a little look into how much I've changed. I just couldn't bear letting it sit in here anymore. I'm not super into fanfiction, fanpop, or even kpop anymore for that matter, but I knew I had to put this out there in some form or fashion. Let me know if you want me to write anything chapter, or do something else with...
When I woke up, Inali wasn't next to me; or in the room in general. She clearly had all her gear with her. Perhaps she went to breakfast. I climbed out from under the clean, thick sheets and quickly got dressed into my uniform. I strapped my sword into my hilt when there was a desperate knocking on my door. I rushed to open it and met Antonio with his fist raised in another knock. He was wide eyed and out of breath from running up the stairs.
I was laying flat on my back on the bare bed. The blood soaked sheets were wadded into a corner near the bathroom. Maiyun was sitting up, twirling a strand of my long dark hair in between his fingers. I just watched him and he watched me. Putting the connections between Semira and Inali.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked softly. "That you were still alive."
"I figured it was for the better."
"I didn't want to hurt you. Being gone for six years, after the things we did, I never imagined you could forgive me." He brushed the...