Read Never In Silence :: 10. Lost Time

She’s not moving…

She’s breathing.

I can’t see! Open your eyes, Reena.

She’s holding… two swords?

So much pain…

Footsteps?

Gentle footsteps shuffled through the fresh snow that blanketed the rotted mountain while the distant sound of shifting rocks echoed with a tremor rumbling through the mountain. The snow also coated the Necromancer’s cloak while she sat on the frozen, dead ground with her hood drawn over her closed eyes. Her arms rested upon her bent knees with her family sword in one hand, and the holy sword in the other. The burning pain searing her face kept her from any sense of comfort while her broken soul kept her from any sense of the world around her.

“Reena!" the warmth of Isha’s voice failed to reach her, “I finally found you!" she exclaimed as the necromancer felt Isha’s arms wrap around her neck with Isha’s body pressing warmly against her back. “I am so sorry… I was too late! I tried so hard… but... But he knocked me unconscious… I am sorry… I failed my promise to protect you." she whispered into Reena’s ear before placing a gentle kiss upon her cheek, “But I will not fail you again…" she breathed while gently taking Reena’s chin, and tilting her face to meet hers.

“I don’t care." her words never truer and never more empty.

“Then… I will care for you." Isha whispered with the warmth of her breath sparking something within Reena. “I will keep you close so you never have to care for anything but yourself again." she promised while her hand cupped Reena’s cheek that grew warmer by the moment.

Slowly without notice she was connected to Isha with their lips locked, and Isha’s hand traveling under the back of her shirt. Isha’s fingers glided over the scar upon Reena’s back, making the necromancer gasp before falling into a submission like no other, and a smirk played upon Isha’s lips.

“Forever mine." Isha breathed against Reena’s lips, “I’ve waited so long for this… My stolen gift… My Reena.”

No no no!

It can’t be!

Isha… Isha is…

Reena! Get away!

She can’t… Even if she could… She’s given up...

Ma-

Silence your souls sirens. I have reclaimed what is mine.

Yours…? I do not belong to anyone…

“You are simply mine to protect, love." Isha cooed against Reena’s neck, “Now be a good girl and rest.”

She’s waking up…

What will the Master do with her?

What will the Master do with Us?!

Hush. One with such a malleable soul such as our Reena…

She will become Death’s weapon.

What if we had been different?

Reena’s voidal eyes opened with an unusual stillness to the stars within them. Pain wracked her body with every breath, and a few new stings whispered in the midst of it from claiming marks left by Isha. Reena shifted slightly before noticing the gentle warmth against her face, finding herself pushing into without thought and a gentle hand played with her dark locks.

“Morning dear." Isha cooed as Reena’s eyes flicked up to her before realizing she had been asleep with her head in Isha’s lap. “How are you feeling?" she questioned while gently starting to apply the salve to Reena’s cauterized wound. “Would you like to rest more?" Isha questioned as Reena felt her eyes grow heavy, “Alright my dear." her smile was warm and gentle, but something felt off, yet Reena could not shake the overwhelming exhaustion that dragged her eyes shut. “Sleep through the pain… I will make sure everything is just fine.”

What’s going on?

She’s… asleep?

But she is moving…

Is she risen?

No, she is alive.

I can’t see!

Voices beyond her whispers pierced the deepness of her sleep while a familiar tackiness coated her hands and a familiar stench stung her lungs.

Blood?

Rot.

What is going on?

How long has she been asleep?!

Hours?! Days?! Months?!

She does not feel like Reena!

Clash of steel and screams of agony wailed in the coldness that nipped at her skin, but she remained lost to whatever horrors reality held.

There is death surrounding her…

Death is holding her…

What is the Master doing with her?!

I do not like this!

Reena, wake up!

You need to get away from this sleep!

Twisted laughter from the familiar vocals of Isha sounded while blood coated the empty vessel of a being that was made into nothing more than a weapon.