The Hero's Sorrow (Chapter 2)

My Inspiration for this chapter:

Dissipating Sorrow - FFIX Piano Collection

I'm Not A Hero - Dark Knight OST

Her eyes transfixed on mine.

“I want to know”

A cold stare of desperation.

“I don’t want you to know”

A feeling of transcendence aroused.

“Why not?”

A surge of power ruptured.

“Because To Die Is The Only Way To Know”

Time slows down to meet the flowing tears.

“Better dead than wanting.”

Feelings swirled around inside of me as this surge of emotion began to erupt from an unknown source within my heart. Feeling pain indescribable and joy un-measureable something within me awoke. Its eyes tore open as if they had been sealed shut for some unspeakable crime it had once committed at some point in the passage of time. Immense hatred poured from this creature like fire it twirled and danced – pleading to be heard! To be used! To be released! I clenched down, my willpower my only weapon against such a destructive mental force. As my tears continued to roll down my face time slowed to meet them at the end until everything stopped as if time itself had come to a halt to allow me to recuperate from this outburst.
I looked at the girl; then looked at my surroundings, this was no time to fight amongst me and myself; I knew what had to be done, why she was here, and where it was I had to go. As time unfroze around me I rose to my feet. Slowly but surely I felt power flow into my body from deep within me...from where the beast inside slumbered. It was a strange feeling, a mix of adrenaline and searing pain all combined under one force but somehow it was unbelievably addictive. I craved it, i wanted more but this feeling scared me, the chills ran down my spine as I slowly took control. As I harnessed the hatred under my will my arms welled up surrounded in flame. My eyes began to enflame, it was painless but I felt the tears stop and the power engulf my mind and body.
My name... my name was... Alex? No...that was a name I took on to fit in...no my real name was...Quin...Quin the guardian. I took a step forward; leaving behind my “life” I suppose I would call it, the concept of it anyway. The time I had spent among the rest of humanity for a brief section of time so that I may continue living un-noticed by the cult I once swore an oath to protect; the same cult who threatened my life and the one I cared for the most. Taking another step I threw back my shoulders as my head rose so that my eyes met the girls head on.
She continued to wear her still and serious expression; I knew it far too well. It was the look that denoted love, fear and hatred in one expression. Her eyes shone light blue, a colour not even the heavens could dream to imitate, pulsating with the flow of magic as it swirled within. She rose to meet my stance and staggered towards me. Crackling sounds and snaps of lightning dancing around her and me as our magic flowed freely around the room. The lightning quickly became more intense, the crackling became louder until it felt like I was surrounded by light and thunder. The lightning swirled around us as our eyes remained transfixed; the images beyond the light were blurred as if it was all spinning at an immeasurable speed. Slowly the room faded away as the light grew more and more intense.
The thundering noise was battering my ears but it was getting louder. I steeled my hearing for the impending climax that was almost certain to occur. The girls gaze never broke once, her unblinking eyes penetrated the soul – looking deep, deeper than I would dare; judging me in the harshest and cruelest method I could imagine. Suddenly a huge explosion of sound erupted around me as the thundering became a huge crack, it sounded as if the world could have been split in two by the very force. The whirling light began to slow as a barren landscape came into view. The sky caked with fire and flames and the earth so dry it had a shattered crust. In all directions there was nothing but fire and dust. I looked around me, breaking my eye contact. I turned to take a better look. As I gazed into the distance, like a whisper of movement the girl closed in on me from behind. I felt a warmth around my waist and heard her breathing in my ear. I realised the warmth I felt was her arms, wrapped around me; she squeezed me hard burying her head into my back.

“I missed you...remember me?”