……………Story set around the time when Yomi first lost his sight because of the assassin Youko Kurama sent. Yomi doesn’t know that Youko Kurama sent the assassin.
WARNINGS: Bitter? , Yomi POV, OOC (because I haven’t written from his point of view before)
By: Skylar Inari
Death is not always unwelcome.
Some people greet it with welcome arms opened wide.
I can’t do that.
Even though I cannot see any more.
Even though I was betrayed by the people I considered to be the closest to me.
I refuse to let Death take me while I am so weak.
I stumble through the world in a haze of darkness now.
My surroundings indistinguishable to me.
The once green forest is now nothing but a continuation of the blackness I feel growing inside of me.
I am weak.
The admission is hard to make – even just to myself.
But it’s true nonetheless.
If it were not, then Kurama and Kuronue would have come to my aid.
I guess I went my own way one too many times for them to bother rescuing me anymore.
Too much of a pain to take the effort, I guess.
I stagger to my feet, then fall to my knees again.
It is then that I realize exactly how much blood I have lost.
I must have been lying in the mud for hours before waking and finding myself unable to see even the slightest difference in shades.
Gritting my teeth in determination I stand up. Slightly unsteady but standing.
Tentively I touch my face. My hand flinches back in horror I discover the full extent of the damage done to my face. Luckily, most of the injuries will heal without leaving a scar I hope. But my eyes…. They will remain unseeing for the rest of my life.
I’d be angry, but I don’t have the youki to spare. Every last bit of it will be needed to aid in restoring my body to whatever strength it can achieve.
I can’t die now.
If I did it would be the ultimate betrayal.
I’d be admitting that my ambitions were nothing but fanciful dreams and hopes.
Moving falteringly I feel my way through the trees. My wounds complaining of the additional stress I am placing on them.
I grimace in agony. Regardless of what my pains may think I do know that they are there but I also know that the only way to get better is to find a doctor.
Body shaking with every unsteady footfall I head in the direction I think the nearest town is.
Death is not always unwelcome.
But….
This time it is.
~Owari~
I think this is soooo horribly out of character…………..grrrrrrr……………..