Acacia
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Had some more time ALL NIGHTER MAYBE WOOP? Gosh, I'm a child. so I decided to write for Acacia. It's fantastique, non? Lol, it's not, I know. Sorry. But... c'est la vie, right? (just shoot me now.)
So yeah. Hope you enjoy it, even moderately. XD
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Unbreathable smoke clung to the air, pulsing against the sky and choking the land. Disassembled and ignited, the grand structure, what had served as an icon for centuries, had been violated, destroyed.
At the base of the wreckage stood a lone woman clothed in flowing black satin, sheared white hair and pale celadon skin contrasting against the wretched backdrop of the city.
Hands covering her face as glimmering spectacles fell from her eyes, she trembled. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t recall the cause of this madness. She had no recollection of approaching this tower in such disarray.
She turned away from the statue, unable to face the truth any longer. What her eyes met then only made matters worse.
Charred and trampled, the once beautiful gardens of Paris now laid in burning piles of ash, their glory tarnished and executed.
This garden, where the woman had found her sanctuary, had been the sole place she could relax and feel at peace.
Now, all of that had been destroyed, left to litter her mind with struggles and torture. As a sob welled in her throat, she fell to her knees, distraught and hopeless.
She thought things couldn’t get worse.
Around her, shadowy forms began raining from the heavens, slamming into the ground with sickening crunches. She didn’t want to look. No matter what she wished to believe, she knew it would only drain her of any positive emotions she still retained.
Still, her eyes opened, anxious to know the truth.
And she wished she hadn’t.
Lying on the ground, the broken bodies of her friends and colleagues littered the dead flower beds, appendages twisted and eyes lifeless. As she stared, eyes brimming with tears, a final, tall form plummeted from the sky, black feathers fluttering in the breeze as they cascaded from the smog.
No. No not him. Dante...
Wings torn, plucked, and eyes dull, he was just another mannequin on the battlefield. A slave to the ruthless dictators who had determined his fate. A victim. A symbol.
Hands trembling, the woman reached from the man’s limp body, more tears trickling down her cheeks as their skin connected.
As she stared, unable to contain her sorrow, his body, as well as the bodies off all others, disintegrated into ashes, forming a vortex that spiralled around the woman as she sobbed.
A scream tore itself from her throat as the whirlwind closed in, enveloping everything in its choking embrace.
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Panting, I was jolted from my restless slumber, cheeks wet and breathing ragged. As usual, darkness was all that surrounded me, but I had come to expect that.
Mon Dieu, how long has it been since I saw the light of day? I miss the sun. I’m going to die...
Head light and air limited, I wasn’t certain how I even survived this long. I was withering, parched and starving for sunlight.
On the threshold of Death’s realm
Awaiting my judgement call
How long must I endure this hell?
Let me escape from this wretched thrall.
Poetry... It had once served as my expression of freedom. Now it only immortalized my captivity.
Cheek resting on the cool metal beneath me, I released a sigh, weary and full of despair. Why should I fight on? I’m going to perish soon anyway. At any second, I could—
The lights flashed on, burning my eyes and earning a pitiful whine.
“Shut up.” This voice was new and gruff. Not my sister’s. “You should know by now that crying out doesn’t do you any good.”
“Who... who are you?” Still blind, I kept my eyes shut tight, hoping the man would answer.
“It’s none of your concern.”
“Where’s my sister?” He paused.
“I’m afraid she is no longer with us.” At that, a surge of elated emotions flooded through me.
“You mean she realized her mistakes?” Veuillez oh s'il vous plaît.
“She’s dead. Your little dragon friend killed her.” Had I been a normal human, my blood would have ran cold. Cecile... dead?
“That’s... unfortunate.” I... I must thank Griffin if we ever get out of here.
“Yeah, for us. D*mn b*tch was the only one who knew what to do with you and the angel. Now that’ she’s gone, no one can make sense of her notes. And that’s fantastic seeing as your f*cking thorns have gone in again.”
What?
Unable to hide my amusement, I cracked my eyes open, flashing the pudgy man a smirk. “You’re new at this, n'est-ce pas?”
Reluctant, he nodded. “Second week on the job.”
“Qu'est-ce que l'enfer ne va pas avec vous?!” Powered by intense feelings of loathing, my voice ricocheted off the walls. He winced.
“Shut up! Jesus, you monsters are annoying.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Would you like to switch places then?” I infused my tone with as much faux sweetness as I could. At this point, I was shaking with fury, desiring to stab the man or snap his neck. Whichever was easier.
His glare was on fire. “Idiot woman. I’m a scientist, not a moron.”
“I don’t see much difference.”
“Gah! I wish I could just dry you up and be done with you, but they want you all alive for some reason.” Hmm? Well, I supposed that was reassuring. “Since I’m new, they don’t trust me very much.”
I couldn’t bite my tongue. “What a shame. Homme stupide. Que voulez-vous attendre?” Tired of this nonsense, I allowed whatever came to mind to escape.
“That’s it! And to think I was going to go easy on you. You’re worse than your sister ever was!” Though I’d hated her for all she did, that retort hit me like a slap to the face.
Stunned, I didn’t fight back when he stabbed the needle into my arm, filling my veins with the toxin to knock me out.
“Maybe that’ll shut you up for once. You could learn a thing or two from the dead. Keep your mouth shut and your thoughts to yourself.” Venomous and cold, his voice implied a sense of finality as he exited. The door slammed.
Oh... Oh Cecile, I’m sorry. I hate you, but.... but you were my sister. My eyes closed. Dante, I wish you were here... I wish I was free... Je souhaite que ce n'était qu'un rêve... If only...
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Sorry it's... short-ish. I just... bleh. I don't even know anymore. <3
