By Cahill
THE KIZASHI CHRONICLES: DREAM DREAD
(An Accel Rush RP Side story)
Dream Dread
Darkness.
Everywhere was Darkness.
I have been in this Darkness for quite a while now.
And yet all I can see is pitch-black Darkness.
Hey what's that?
A light?
I ran toward the light.
When I reached it I was in a wooden room.
Something stinks.
Do you hear that?
I hear a child crying.
I headed toward the sound.
It was a child alright.
Sitting solemnly with his head on his folded knees.
He looks like a sitting fetus.
He was crying.
Wait is that blood all around?
There really was blood.
Blood.
It was everywhere.
On the floor.
On the wall.
On the ceiling.
There is something beside the boy.
Is that?
Oh my gosh!
It was a corpse and underneath was another corpse.
I watched in horror.
They have been rotting for a week.
My stomach churned at the smell.
Rotting flesh and coagulated blood.
I stood there aghast.
Shocked in horror.
The boy looked up.
We made eye contact.
His black iris became blue.
He said "Come help me wake my parents."
He pointed to the corpses.
He added, "The won't wake up."
I stood there transfixed.
He smiled at me and asked.
"Do you like sleeping too?"
I felt something sharp.
I looked down to see the bloody sword piercing my stomach.
I watched the boy tore open my stomach.
I screamed.
He laughed.
All went black.
Kizashi woke from his dream. He was sweating heavily. He has been having the same nightmare ever since he came to H.A.D.E.S.
He shuddered at the thought of remembering it. Kizashi looked at the wall clock. It was 4:00 in the morning. Kizashi stretched and picked himself up.
He took a shower and changed clothes. Taking out a book from the bookshelf, Kizashi opened the door.
Picking up his sword from beside the door, Kizashi stepped outside.
Closing the door Kizashi said to himself, "Wonder who the boy is."
Kizashi's iris turned purple and the whites of his eyes became black.
A sinister smile formed at his lips as he took off.
(An Accel Rush RP Side story)
Dream Dread
Darkness.
Everywhere was Darkness.
I have been in this Darkness for quite a while now.
And yet all I can see is pitch-black Darkness.
Hey what's that?
A light?
I ran toward the light.
When I reached it I was in a wooden room.
Something stinks.
Do you hear that?
I hear a child crying.
I headed toward the sound.
It was a child alright.
Sitting solemnly with his head on his folded knees.
He looks like a sitting fetus.
He was crying.
Wait is that blood all around?
There really was blood.
Blood.
It was everywhere.
On the floor.
On the wall.
On the ceiling.
There is something beside the boy.
Is that?
Oh my gosh!
It was a corpse and underneath was another corpse.
I watched in horror.
They have been rotting for a week.
My stomach churned at the smell.
Rotting flesh and coagulated blood.
I stood there aghast.
Shocked in horror.
The boy looked up.
We made eye contact.
His black iris became blue.
He said "Come help me wake my parents."
He pointed to the corpses.
He added, "The won't wake up."
I stood there transfixed.
He smiled at me and asked.
"Do you like sleeping too?"
I felt something sharp.
I looked down to see the bloody sword piercing my stomach.
I watched the boy tore open my stomach.
I screamed.
He laughed.
All went black.
Kizashi woke from his dream. He was sweating heavily. He has been having the same nightmare ever since he came to H.A.D.E.S.
He shuddered at the thought of remembering it. Kizashi looked at the wall clock. It was 4:00 in the morning. Kizashi stretched and picked himself up.
He took a shower and changed clothes. Taking out a book from the bookshelf, Kizashi opened the door.
Picking up his sword from beside the door, Kizashi stepped outside.
Closing the door Kizashi said to himself, "Wonder who the boy is."
Kizashi's iris turned purple and the whites of his eyes became black.
A sinister smile formed at his lips as he took off.
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