AIRES
My carriage stopped suddenly, i heard quarelling outside and then yells and screams. Oh lord please tell me this isnt a robbery, i am too tire to do this and i ant to meet my little nephew. I hope he looks like Zuma an not my rude brother. I pick up my sword that i always hid under my seat and got ready to get out there. Just then the door busted open and three rebels stepped inside.They choose the wrong night to mess with me. I kicked one of them in the gut causing him to fall out of the carriage onto his knife while the other two lunged at me ,i dodged the first one and quicklu put my small knife attached to my waist through his head but recieved a punch to the face from the third man. I dropped my sword and had to do hand to hand with this guy.He was much older than me with mean emerald eyes. He was furious and wanted blood. I stayed down and as he reached for me i kicked him in the face, knocking him out of the carriage into the dirt.I retreaved my sword and jumped out there as well. The carriage driver was dead and all the guards were knocked out.I realized there werent hurt.What on earth knocked them out then. I focused my attention on the man in front of me he pointed his sword at me and charged forward but once again i dodged. He reminded me of fighting with Alastor, he is stronger than me so the best thing is to dodge until he becomes tired and then i can strike. Good thing i am used to fighting my beast of a brother.
"You will die for killing my king you bastard."
"YOUR KING WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!!!"
He didnt answer me but just got angrier, does he think im Alastor, i didnt kill his king , damn you Alasor, i always knew my death was going to involve you, weather we were going into battle together or you got too competative in training. Not because of what he did. The man reached into his pocket and took out a balled up piece of cloth.He threw it to the ground and a blue powder emitted. His face was now covered and i felt tired.No this is not how i will go, you coward.You arent even avenging your king.
Zuma my sweet rose i am sorry i wont be meeting my nephew, the baby has to be a boy, i hope it is a boy, the terrible things in my family must be fixed, a girl shouldnt have to fix our mistakes. I must admit all my secrets now or i shall never rest in peace. Zuma i love you i have loved you since i saw you, i will never stopped.I had hoped that i would get you all to myself but i dont think my brother would let you go. I hope in the next life you will be mine to have and to hold.
Alastor my dear brother, you knew my intentions from the start, you always knew what was in my head, that why we never played board game s together. I admit i have been jealous of you. Father favorite, mothers too, damn that witch she is a horrible mother. Brother i dont know if you can hear me but take care of Zuma , dont make him cry anymore, or i will haunt you or have someone punish you.He doesnt deserve to cry. No worries we will see each other soon one day when it is your turn to come home to me or if you hurt your child and Zuma ends you in your sleep. We are brothers forever no matter what.
Father dear father.You tried your best, taught me how to fight to survive but your teaching were nothing compared to a chemical attach. You tried to shield us from out horrible mother but you werent strong enough, i hope you dont blame yourself for my death, i know you will.Good bye
Helen you bitch you treated me like a servant as a child.Both of us, i hope you never lay a hand on Zuams child or so help me i will come from heaven and wait for you in hell just to make sure you feel the pain i felt as i child, i dont care for your crocodile tears, they arent real like the love you claim to have for your children.But i forgive you for what you did to us you are sick in teh head and need help, i should have tried to get it to you instead of hating you.Good bye MOTHER.
To you little child of the man i LOVE, i wish to meet you someday, wen you have fully lived your life and you time has ome. I will be watching over you though, i hope you an fix my family.
I feel life a hand of fire struck my heart.My back burns, why. Wait did this coward shoot me in the back, he is no warrior he is a coward if he cant look me in the eye and kill me.I close my eyes feeling cold i release my grip on my sword.He turns me on my back and glances on my face then dissapears off into the woods. My eyes close and i am at peace i dont want any weapond in my hand when i go home.It is a pity my muscular chest had to get damaged i worked hard for it. Then again who would want to see this pretty face messed up with a musket ball in the middle. The darkness consumes me but i open my eyes once gain.I am looking down n my own body.When i look around there is Zuma my sweet dark rose with hair softer and stronger than the finest silk. I am standing behind him, he is focused on my body.I guess i get to see them one last time.In his arms is my nephew.YES its a boy, though a girl version would be much cuter, but dear god i cant handle leaving knowing a little girl Zuma is out there with men looking at her i would kill them, thank god i never had children of my own i would go mad. I only wish you were my son little Zuma. The baby begins to squeal, i think he knows im here.
"Hush Kiran this is you Uncle Aires."
Hmm Kiran thats a cute name it means light, i bet Alastor didnt know that .AWW now i really dont like being dead i want to pinch his little cheeks.I rest my transparent hand on Zumas slender shoulder and a smile comes to his face.He knows am here too. I look over and there is my brother.Damn you Alastor im over here lusting over Zuma while you are over there looking like a sad puppy.We both know how this was going to be, you have to set the fire you have to burn my body, it is tradition you coward now do it. The priest finished talking and Alastor is about to set the fire.I walk over and hold his hand holding the torch. I look down at my body one last time.Good bye my beautiful self, too bad i never got to do all the things i wanted to do.
I let go of his hand and he lights me. I know he wants to cry but i know he want s to cry but no he always has to be the bigger brother, he always has to be composed.Oh well he will cry when he is ready.I walk over to father who is looking away.Oh my poor weak father i hug him from behind, i dont care if he knows or not i just wanted o hug him one last time. I look at my mother who has she d he crocodile tears days ago and now just look sat my body burning. When i get too close to the smoke i smell peahes.Really that what i smell like peaches when uncle Rodney smelled of tobacco.Oh well life is unfair, well it was unfair im dead now.I realize as my body dissapears so am i , looking at Zuma and his baby one last time i wish the child was mine but i love him none the less. This is my final goodbye my sweet rose.I kiss Kiran on the cheek and he giggles, goodbye you little rose bud.I cant wait to watch you grow up. I give Zuma a tight hug then i dissapear,Now its only the fabric being burnt.Dont worry readers im not gone forever i will live on in your hearts and watch over my little rose bud.
ZUMA
He's really gone but not really, i can feel his warmth. Kiran fell asleep not long after the funeral Baba,Helen,and Alastor all disappeared.I guess they are all like that .Except you Aires, you always told people how you felt.DIDN'T YOU?
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