Threads Of Sanity: Chapter 4 -Collab Fic-Taking my place upon the jutting piece of broken building, I make my presence known, raising my hands to the sky dramatically as I rattle off some paradoxical statement that would easily baffle anyone.
I don't care how ridiculous that description sounded... Right now, to Silver as he spins around to look up at me... He must think I'm a godsend. The answer to everything. A knight in shinning armor in this desolate wasteland he calls home.
Naturally, Flare, or whatever her name is, looks at me skeptically as I hop down from my perch and land soundlessly, crouched in front of them. She's not so easily taken with me as Silver starts asking questions eagerly, wanting to know everything I had to offer.
Standing up, I wave a hand boredly, telling him that I'll answer soon enough, and we should not be out in the open when I do so.
"Why? We're the only ones in this part of this city since everyone left when Iblis moved in..." Silver gave me a confused look. "And I think that monster's too stupi
Threads Of Sanity: Chapter 2 -Collab Fic-I fell out of the portal and landed on the cold, metal floor, not making so much as a sound when I touched down. Being a shadow creature like myself had it's perks... As no one would have heard me. I would have smirked if I was able to.
I surveyed the area, taking in the obsessive attention to cleanliness, with not a cobweb or a speck of dust in sight. I suppose it would be jarring to someone else, but I really don't care. There were far worse things, after all. Which reminds me...
Taking my time, casually, as I, more than anyone, know that I can make all the time that I need... I explore the halls a bit, getting more familiar with the labyrinth that had once seemed impossible to navigate.
My body now shivers, not from fear as it had then, but from anger.
It was all Shadow's fault. It had to be. I know that I had done nothing wrong at the time, other than coming into existence, but that was strictly out of my hands. If memory serves right, I recall doing what any creature would
Teaching Darkness: Flux C38
Dark was fading in and out of consciousness, vaguely aware of what was happening around him.
He felt completely listless, not caring to move even the slightest twitch of muscles because he just didn't care to.
A faint pinprick in his arm followed by a brief numb and burning sensation pulled him back into consciousness for a short while, just enough to realize that he was no longer on the cold hard floor, and the throbbing in his head was going away slowly but gradually.
The odd feeling settled in his chest still seemed to stay, regardless. His ears twitched slightly, and he could hardly make out the mechanical whirring sounds that were no doubt from the various robots the Human had as his assistants.
Cold metallic fingers reached under his head and lifted it up slightly as another set fitted some sort of breathing apparatus to his mouth and nose, increasing the flow of oxygen to his lungs, which had seemed to be not getting comfortably enough.
He could fee
Teaching Darkness: Flux C37
Dark woke up after a good while, learning that he had actually managed to rest for a good six hours without interruption, which surprised him greatly for two reasons: 1) That was currently his record of most consecutive hours in the past month without something causing him to wake up in a panic or daze and 2) He was convinced Dire would have tried something, as the little monster seemed to feed off of Dark's discomfort and paranoia.
Six hours wasn't really the ideal amount of time that such an insomniac needed to counter his exhaustion, but it was easily enough to help Dark's brain to not be so fatigued along with his body.
He would have more than gladly wanted to continue this temporary luxury, if not for the fact that the slight gnawing and burning sensation in his stomach had gotten somewhat distracting, and was preventing him from easily falling back asleep again.
Almost stupidly, he wondered why it was such problem, and then realized that it could very well be because