Sometimes Life Just sucks

asyluminkurain:

“…!!”

[Maya is frozen at the scene, if just for a moment, a short split second. For her, however, that moment, the instance she sees the scene before her, turns into an eternity, the picture burning itself into her mind more quickly than she could look away if she wanted to.

The girl with the gunshot wound, which Pearl is immediately running to to tend for… Maya instantly recognized her. It was Seline, one of the lower ranked branch family members, who had only recently finished her education.

But as if the image of Seline, bathed in her own blood wasn’t horrifying enozgh already…

There was Nick. On his knees, pain, incredible pain written in his face, gasping out something Maya can’t even understand in her paralysis. She knows the cause. She sees the cause. She can feel it.

Dahlia is here. Dahlia is here, and she is killing him. Dahlia is killing him.

And that is when the scene takes a familiarity for Maya that it shouldn’t have, and wouldn’t have to anybody else. That is, when she sees something before her eyes that she had never wanted to see again, the sight for her sister’s lifeless body against the wall, her skull shattered, blood dropping from her hair, tinging it bloodred, slowly drying up, the smell spreading through the room…

And Maya knows that this can’t happen again. It won’t happen again. She will not let it happen again.

Even if Maya wasn’t a violent person… Right now, she felt how all her shock, fear and anger began to turn into a burning desire to destroy, to vanquish-

Seline was dead.  Dahlia killed Seline, a friend. Dahlia was about to kill Phoenix. Dahlia was about to kill Phoenix, who saved her, Phoenix, her friend her… family.

Dahlia… Dahlia needed to suffer. She needed to suffer more than even hell could make her suffer and to cease to be. She would not get away with this. Never.

Maya forgot her rules, morals, herself…

With a yell, that didn’t even sound like a word, but only like pure, concentrated, rage, Maya, leapt, without moving, jumped at Dahlia, without ever leaving her spot.

As Maya’s body suddenly collapsed on the floor, her eyes open, but without any shine or expression in them, as if she was nothing but a manequin which’s strings had been cut, Maya- her essence, her spirit - began to grasp for Dahlia with a clawing grip, tearing her away from Phoenix with impossible strength,]

“I am going to end you!!” [she sounded out.] “Hawthorne! I am going to tear your spirit into so many pieces and scatter them so far in the wind, not even a spark of you will ever even exist again!!”

[For a small moment, Dahlia’s words shakes him more awake again and he tries to fight her, but the grip around his heart tightens even more and all his power vanishes. He sinks even more on the ground, supporting himself with one hand while the second one still holds his chest.
He wouldn’t be able to fight her much longer… he would die - again. Would disappoint his daughter, his fiancé, Maya, Godot, and everyone else. He would let them all down and he feels horrible about it.

He hears a voice.
Even if he doesn’t hear words, he hears a voice and a sound and just a moment later, Dahlia’s spirit… disappears.

Phoenix’ eyes snap open and he pants for air, just a few moments before he starts looking around. Maya lies next to him, her eyes open, her body cold… but he knows, she isn’t dead.
Her spirit left her body and now, she’s fighting Dahlia.

Phoenix looks around. He knows, he can’t help her now and it makes him upset, freaks him nearly out.]

Maya… [He mumbles.] Fuck…

(Source: lost-badge)