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A love Story, Part 2.
"No... How could i... Hazel..." Xyk's necrophilia with his dead wife remained, and he still sat at the tree in witch he Killed her. He slowly sets her down, retrieving a large black book from his messenger bag. He searched it, finaly finding the Voodoo he wanted-
Ressurection.
~~~~~ 3 days later~~~~
The harvest festival had come to town, and everyone was now gathered together to bring life and happyness to the town square. Xyk sits at his bench, a large, black coffin Carried across his right shoulder. No one asked questions, i mean, how often do you see a demon anyway?
He eyed the hundreds of people, a slight grin at his face. The mayor stands to his podium, yelling above the crowd, and Xyk makes his way towards his destination- That podium
"Greetings fellow Vannim, and S'varin alike! We are glad to see that we have 2 new contestants this year, the wonderfull ms. Dailya, and Mr. Gubrok from the Icewolf tribe!" He moves his hands to the woman, and s'varin, each bowing when neccisary. Xyk takes his first step up the stairs, a loud gasp audiable from the crowd.
The guards hold out their pikes to the demon, but are soon rendered to ash as he grabs them. "Stay out out my way, mortals." HE says, engulfing one of the five in flame and creamating him alive. The mayor panicks, and yells "Help!", but his call falls dead as Xyk grabs him by the throat.
The demon holds the microphone to his mouth. "Hello, Society. My name is End. So tell me, Who here can tell me what love is?" No one answered. Xyk smiles and nods. "That is what i thought. Oh.. I see you want to leave..." HE clenches his hands across the mayor's neck, severinghis head like a marshmellow and holding his hands up, a massive ring of fire engulfing the square.
"We cant have that, Can we?"
He kicks the podium into the crowd, replacing it with his massive Coffin. "This.. Is love... My friends..." He opens it, the corpse of Hazel stands chained inside, her head drooped. Another gasp, then screaming from the crowd.
Xyk walks so he is in front of Hazel, drawing a large pentigram with the Mayor's blood, directly beneith his love. He takes a knife from his belt, cutting the stiches open across the empy pit where Hazel's heart used to be.
"I took your heart.. Now i want you to have mine.." He sinks the blade painfully into his chest, writing it around untill a large open whole is at his chest. He digs his claw into his chest, black spittle falling mesily to the floor. He rips his own heart out, his second one, to be presice, and looks it over. "I love you... Hazel..."
He places the heart into Hazel's chest, searing it's arteries together with small flames. The populus beguins to panic, and start trying to run thrue the flames. None of these men made it more than a foot into them.
Xyk stands, laying the coffin on it's back. He roars above the screaming. "I thank you for watching this evening.. and now, it is time for you to play your role." he holds up his hands, cackling once as he yells. "By fire be purged!"
Flames engulf the thousands of people, each screaming wonderfully, but none escaping. The glyph below hazel beguins to glow, and Xyk kneels down and props her up in his arms, removign the chains with a flip of the wrist.
Nearly an hour passes, the glyphs across Hazel's body, and the one on the floor glowing visiably. Xyk is rocking slowly with Hazel in his arms, singing her favorite song, Lilium.
"Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam,
Et lingua eius loquetur indicium.
Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem,
Quoniqm c** probates fuerit accipient coronam vitae..."
A low beat comes from Hazel's demon-replaced heart.
"Kyrie, fons bonitatis.
Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison...."
Another beat, this time harder.
"O quam sancta, quam serena,
Quam benigma, quam amoena esse Virgo creditur.
O quam sancta, quam serena,
Quam benigma, quam amoena,"
Hazel slowly opens her eyes, dazily staring into the black eyes of the demon she loved. Xyk smiles and kisses her on the lips softly, and sings the final words.
"O castitatis lilium."
 Maixis · Sun Feb 08, 2009 @ 08:46pm · 0 Comments |
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