SCARLET TALONS

Hello again, my dear readers.

This time, I present to you a story that I dreamed and then wrote about a long time ago.

ENJOY!!!


SCARLET TALONS

I

It seemed to be an afternoon as any other... the sky was light gray all above and the rain kept falling down softly all over me, damping my hair and my clothes as well, but despite de cool and soft breeze around me and the thunders in the sky roaring at the distance... I didn't feel sad or even cold...

It seemed to be a normal street, with those white nice houses and their white surrounding low walls... the street lamps were slowly turning on, but I was already determined to go across the street...

There, close to the corner at my left, was my objective, a ittle manor-like house surrounded by street lights and posts with cables around, maybe there would even be a thorned-like metal protection on top of the wall, but that meant no challenge to me, so I focused my attention somewhere else... and then I sensed them. I knew they were hidden by the corner, close to the wall of the house, ready to jump on me whenever they saw me...

They were no match for me... but then again, Why was I being so cautious?... why hadn't I already crawled up the wall, killed the security guards and taken down my objective with all the carnage I desired to do so?

There, as I slowly became conscious of the situation, I realized they were not alone... there was someone important there... someone even I would respect... not yet knowing why or even being conscious of the reason behind that respect.

As I came back to my senses and my mind came back to the task at hand, I slowly approached the corner, and there, those gray human-like figures moved quickly to surround me...

And then it was Showtime!!!... At last.

I just couldn't resist a fight, specially if I was the one to show off...

I could only see them as a blur, faceless, almost like "stunt dummies", only they were all gray... They started coming forward at me, with punches, kicks, martial arts moves, kapoera moves, everything their limited speed, acrobatic skill, intelligence creativity and organization could ever let them try.

I let them hit me at times, to feel the reaches of their feeble strength.. to feel the bones I was to crack.

And then, I suddenly decided I was taking too long to exterminate them and that my target had been out of my thoughts for too long.

It had been fun, so far, but it had to end... Right.Now.

And so I just pointed at one of them with my right palm, then I felt the quiet rush of energy flowing from the ground up to my arm and going out of my palm... a bright star-like shine was the only thing I could perceive from the ball of energy, cold as the breeze, yet powerful and destructive... it went to crash right in the middle of the chest of one of them, and then I instinctively pointed my left palm at another one, and one after another, small bursts of energy took down my opponents around me.

Until, in all my destructive joy, a chill came running up my spine, a sudden rush, the feeling of something important approaching put down my fanged smile and my killer joy...

It was HIM. The one I did not want to be in my way. Tall, with long, straight dark hair, skin as white as the snow that had started to fall upon us... his eyes were blue as the morning clear sky, deep as the shadows or the night around us (I realized I had spent too much time having fun killing those gray faceless bastards), dressed in a grayish-blue coat, his black shoes shining and squashing on the wet asphalt beneath them, smiling with a perfectly white, fierce and cold smile, as if expecting a challenge, his hands covered by black leather gloves, and on his back, a red, thin and large scabbard...

As I glanced at him, I saw the remains of the faceless gray ones, gathering behind him.

They were scared, scared of ME, and I smiled, pleased by their fear. It made me feel stronger than them. But He... He just didn't seem even the slightiest bit afraid of me. He raised his left hand to order them to stay behind him... as to somewhat reassure them?

He must be crazy... Is he coming at me?

The rain is damping his perfect straight hair, falling on his face and shoulders, his athletic figure tells me he's been training, and the scabbard on his back must be a large katana... As he pulls his hair back with his right hand, I see the Mark of the Dragon in his Forehead, shining with a ligh blue neon-like soft glow... (That is something I know!!!... How could I ever fight My Mentor???... Get out of here, NOW!!!)

Then, he takes another step at me, his right hand with thunder-speed places the scabbard at his side and in another swift move, unseathes the katana... A perfect blade, polished to be mirror-like, and then, I catch in it a glimpse of the moon, and then an image of myself, reflected on a pool of rainwater on the asphalt as I looks away frm him, having my instincts choose to get away from him as fast as possible...

Until I see in my reflection a glimpse of my own eyes... shining with a red, bright inner-light



(Are those my eyes???... so fierce, vengeful, frightened... so... WILD???

I stare down at the floor, and in a small watery reflection I see my face (somewhat thinner than it actually is), I'm dressed in gray too... (I need to change something on that clothing or I'll start getting confused...), and my eyes, furious, discover an inner intruder taking control... (Me...???).



Not now, not here...!!!, Then I roar from my insides, My eyes glow red with bloodlust and rage, frustrated for the lack of control I'm about to have..

My target has escaped this once, but I'll be sure to find a way to get to it before the dragon or Her come in the middle again...

I take another look at myself in the reflection of on the floor, this time to show her my ferocity, to make her clear that I don't want her interfiering ever again... I roar again, in anger, showing Her my fangs , getting out my claws, (scarlet and dark, as the color of drying blood) at every fingertip of my hands, and tearing once the gray outfit I'm wearing so she can see the bright red shine of my blood and to let her feel the pain for causing me all this trouble... after this, I know I'm gonna leave, taken over by her will to avoid fighting HIM...


II

I'm finally here, He's here too... The sun shines through the courtained window into the small office. benind me is the corner , in front of me is his perfect desk and his potted plant resting still at the other corner... the door to the office lies opened, and everything outside is a softly hushed ruckuss... they are all afraid, they never saw me coming, and now I'm here to take MY REVENGE.. ON HIM.

I'm all wrapped around him, my back is against the walls, my legs are around his torso, locked at his stomach, I'm sitting on the floor, with HIM at MY mercy, my arms are around his neck, and I'm enjoying more than ever to slowly strangle HIM... I can even feel beforehand the moment in which I'll finally crack his neck... and then, a woman rushes in, she's tall, brunette, with perfect dark hair, a white blouse, a green skirt, green lady shoes and dark pantyhouses cover her body... she's not scared of me, and she's... begging me to spare HIS life???... what is she?, Crazy?... I yell at her, and this is the first time She'll hear OUR voice, for I felt she's here to, trying to interfere and to make me let go of HIM. This office dressed jerk... not even his red executive tie will save HIM, I'll kill him for what He's done...

-Don't do this!, you don't have to!.

-Stupid girl, Do you love HIM?

-You'll only regret it, *sobs*, don't... *tears*

-I CAN'T!... YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!... I CANNOT LET HIM LIVE FOR WHAT HE'S DONE TO HER!!!

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There, as always, when I'm fully aware of her, of me, and the differences between us both, I finally wake up, but now I know WHY we're so connectad, the reason for which WE are one and the same***

I, too, would have killed to protect.

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Expect the next chapter(s) soon!!! ^_^