I posted this on on Beast's Lair, but they seem more interested in philosophy than commenting on how I can improve my writing etc. :p I hope you're better at that!
This story explores the future of Arcueid's True Ending in Tsukihime. Enjoy!
Ten years since I had her in my arms.
Ten years of longing from the curse placed on my heart, a forced emotional asylum as it were. Endlessly thirsting, dissatisfied with everything except for that one perfect being.
A being not meant for mortal men to desire, yet foolishly she had crossed our differences and come to me, and me to her, condemning us both in the process.
Ten years of creeping madness, escalating into this pursuit.
I was finally here, my goal reached.
Now that curse would either come to a full circle or end. It was all or nothing, perfection or oblivion, and the ethereal castle of the shinto in front of me would be the judge.
Let's do meaningless things again...
I traversed the stairs leading to the front gates and cut them open with a small movement. I required no understanding of these ancient protective barriers, it was all the same to me, as it had always been. Likely I was the only one save sorcerers who could penetrate these defenses, and my gift was too much a convenience to be by chance. Fate, it seemed, had decided that we two should be to the bitter end, with or without our admission.
As the gates fell apart ominous sounds of rustling chains followed, coming in spasmodic waves sending simultaneous chills down my spine, bringing feelings of warning.
My whole being told me that truly; this was a forbidden place.
The memory of her voice rung in my head, intensifying as I walked forth. I definitely shouldn't be here, only a purpose bringing a feeling stronger than the deepest primal fear would bring a human past these gates, the mad pursuit for something that was greater than humanity's limits.
I entered the great chamber past the gates.
And then I saw her.
...so I can...
A contracting body, surrounded by countless chains biting, scraping and wounding, and the echoing hollow ghostly sound they produced hanging, slowly moving from the endlessly high ceiling. A smell of dried blood and metal.
And the intense purple-red eyes slowly turning against me.
"... so I can lovingly bite into your neck... SHIKI!", she roared with a slow and guttural voice.
I doubted my eyes, was it really her or an eerie manifestation of mine and hers greatest nightmares"
Her perfectly pale skin and yellow hair, and a dress so beautiful it could only be fit for a princess, a true princess of the moon.
But the eyes. I had seem them before, only this time they were tenfold more fearful with their purple gleam.
I was frozen, my mind was frozen as I stared into death itself. I stood still, slowly realizing that it could only be her.
Those mystic eyes she had used on me once penetrated my gaze, yet there was no pain, no crushing vanity as that one time ten years ago. I was angry, what was she trying to prove? Why had she lied?
And the meaningless words slipped out even though my full instinct told me she was beyond understanding.
"Why... why aren't you peacefully sleeping... like you said!"
Her body contracted snake-like and her unearthly voice screamed at the top of her lungs, while still intently piercing me with her stare.
"Shiki..." a small, pained voice.
Hope. Her old voice. I gasped unconsciously.
"SHIKI, SHIKI, SHIKI, SHIKI!" the guttural roar again and the desperately moving body trying to escape producing a meaty sound of the chains chewing into her. And a high pitched laugh like a morbid imitation of her usual crystal clear laughter. Taunting me.
Her personality was altered, and something was very wrong. The crushed illusions, ideals, dreams, the embodiment of defeat in front of me, and the sudden realization; I wept pitifully, it was simply too much.
"Have you been like this for ten years... waiting for me?"
It could be no other way, I was the only thing that had through roughly affected her emotionally in her millennium of existence.
She stopped moving, showing her teeth as she tried to focus.
"No..." Her old beautiful smile. "...at first, there was love. LOVE, haunting my mind! YOU!" She continued her pointless struggle and looked to the ceiling. "Oh, if I could have slept... You, always THERE, pounding my head! Let me have you... SHIKI!"
I had little understanding of the mechanics behind this castle, her life and her power. But that which I knew composed an all too clear conclusion.
"You couldn't regenerate your power, isn't it so? You said you needed sleep, and now... it's all gone, and the crave for blood is overpowering And in this ethereal place, you can't even drain power from the world."
She roared in frustration and anger like a wounded beast. She couldn't even formulate her words clearly anymore, and somewhere she knew it. There was some sense left in her, but she was in such pain.
Pain only caused by me. She had to be released, We had to be released. I couldn't stand looking at her anymore. My gaze wandered to the floor.
"You wanted this from the beginning, and now I have no choice..."
"Heh. Elesia warned me once you know, that I shouldn't be with you, that it would only lead to my demise. She visited me two years ago, begging me to forget, that you were not for me to have. She seems to care little for you. What if I hadn't come here. What would remain of you!"
She became still as she listened intently.
"And now I dragged you down with me and my stupid human weakness that is love. We should have ended this long ago."
The Seven Nights felt heavy in my hand. I dropped it.
"I killed you once with this, but even in it's perfect execution it was flawed. I suppose I failed us both there, but I'll make up for it. This time..."
Still staring down the floor I walked towards her, feeling strangely calm even though my end was near. It was only fitting.
"...I'll show you - what it means to kill something."
"Shiki...!" Her voice contained both emotion and lust, torn between her vampire instincts and empathy as she bit down my neck.
I would be no more, she'd have the shell of me she wanted, giving us both peace in mind. To save her from me and herself required the ultimate sacrifice.
Our love would be dead. Forever.
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on June 30th, 2008, 8:19 pm, edited 3 times in total.