02-04-2015, 01:15 PM
At least the damn smirk disappeared. The man leaned into his gun and Connor knew he could feel it pressing painfully against his ribs. His whispered words seemed to throw water on him, dousing the inferno.
He felt like he was falling into a black hole, memories swirling around his mind like fog around his legs, voices drifting up from the depths. He seemed to slam into the ground. It was soft. A couch.
And he was standing up, furious. "What gives you the right!?!?!"
he shouted.
She looked at him defensively with those deep green eyes- eyes that had been filled, that very last time he'd seen them, with cruel hunger- and spit out the words, the same thoughts. ""We do not have the right!...We protect the innocent."
The memory of the Ijaq vivid in his mind, in the alley. In the tunnel. Risking her life to stop it.
Aria, who'd given him the gift of peace, of forgiveness. That night had been precious to him. All the more so for what she had tried to do later. She herself had been corrupted by the Atharim.
Connor pulled the gun back a bit but did not take his hands off the trigger. He looked at the kid. He really was a kid. Younger than Aria had been. And they had taken her compassion from her. How long would he last?
Ayden joined them and he knew that she had his back. His voice was calmer but still firm. "Power corrupts kid. The Atharim corrupt. I knew a girl....like you. An Atharim. She was kind. She was about protecting innocents. Killing real evil, not sick kids in their beds. But it didn't take her long to change. Soon, she was just as cruel as the rest of your people. Willing to dole out pain and suffering and death at a whim."
He laughed disgustedly and smiled maliciously. "In fact, she's as much of a monster as those you hunt. She made me feel pain just because she wanted to. The worst pain of my life, the guilt, feeding off it. And she's one of you!"
But at the kid's offer, he stopped and looked at the wallet, then at Ayden. Still, maybe taking advantage of the kid while they could was good. Find out what they knew. "But if you really mean that, go ahead,"
he said nodding. He pressed the gun into the kid's ribs again. "Just know that if you try something, you'll regret it."
He was bluffing now. Mostly. With Ayden there, he remembered what he had to lose. But the kid didn't know.
He really was at the end.
Edited by Connor Kent, Feb 5 2015, 09:48 AM.
He felt like he was falling into a black hole, memories swirling around his mind like fog around his legs, voices drifting up from the depths. He seemed to slam into the ground. It was soft. A couch.
And he was standing up, furious. "What gives you the right!?!?!"
he shouted.
She looked at him defensively with those deep green eyes- eyes that had been filled, that very last time he'd seen them, with cruel hunger- and spit out the words, the same thoughts. ""We do not have the right!...We protect the innocent."
The memory of the Ijaq vivid in his mind, in the alley. In the tunnel. Risking her life to stop it.
Aria, who'd given him the gift of peace, of forgiveness. That night had been precious to him. All the more so for what she had tried to do later. She herself had been corrupted by the Atharim.
Connor pulled the gun back a bit but did not take his hands off the trigger. He looked at the kid. He really was a kid. Younger than Aria had been. And they had taken her compassion from her. How long would he last?
Ayden joined them and he knew that she had his back. His voice was calmer but still firm. "Power corrupts kid. The Atharim corrupt. I knew a girl....like you. An Atharim. She was kind. She was about protecting innocents. Killing real evil, not sick kids in their beds. But it didn't take her long to change. Soon, she was just as cruel as the rest of your people. Willing to dole out pain and suffering and death at a whim."
He laughed disgustedly and smiled maliciously. "In fact, she's as much of a monster as those you hunt. She made me feel pain just because she wanted to. The worst pain of my life, the guilt, feeding off it. And she's one of you!"
But at the kid's offer, he stopped and looked at the wallet, then at Ayden. Still, maybe taking advantage of the kid while they could was good. Find out what they knew. "But if you really mean that, go ahead,"
he said nodding. He pressed the gun into the kid's ribs again. "Just know that if you try something, you'll regret it."
He was bluffing now. Mostly. With Ayden there, he remembered what he had to lose. But the kid didn't know.
He really was at the end.
Edited by Connor Kent, Feb 5 2015, 09:48 AM.