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Grand Finale! Remebering Bianca, Part 4 |
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The Caldinade. The one thing we all fought against. The thing we all fought on that one fateful night. This is the story of how I died.
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"Lionel, hurry up! Why so glum?" I looked up at his face, looking up since he was so much bigger than I was. His face was grim. My smile faded at the sight of his displeasure. "Lionel?" He walked on past me and stopped a foot or two off."...We got a job."I beamed. "That's great, Lionel! My first job with you! I'll make sure to do a good job against the Caldinade!" He spun to face me."This is serious, Bianca! The Caldinade is not fun, and it won't warn you when you begin fighting it. People have died facing it."I looked at him firmly. I didn't lower my gaze or glance away like other people did around Lionel. "I won't." Lionel didn't answer. He glared at me for a second longer, then looked away. Whenever I was with Lionel, he was always the one to look away from me, as others looked from him. Normally, I thought of it as a sort of accomplishment. Now, I thought he was being cold. I looked at the dirt in front of me as I followed him to Juniper and Eric's room.
Well, we all know that we all went to that trip. Eric, Juniper, Lionel, and me. My first mission with Lionel. I promised myself I wouldn't screw up. That promise was kept. I promised Lionel I wouldn't die. Why can't I ever keep promises with Lionel? Why must they always be broken, as I was?
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"Bianca!!" Eric lunged at me and knocked me over as a lightening bolt struck the ground at my feet. But it wasn't light. It was darkness. I gasped for breath as I looked at the spot I had stood at, now charred and burned by the emptiness that could have killed me. "Thank you, Eric," I whimpered. He nodded and tried to help me to my feet, but I swatted at his hand and stood on my own. If Lionel saw me getting helped through the whole process by Eric and Juniper, what would he think? I winced. My ankle was twisted. No matter. I could fight anyway.Bianca, dear child.I froze. A voice... in my head? My fingers flew to my temples as they began to ache.Just a sweet girl, a young woman. Why are you here, little girl?"I'm here to fight the Caldinade!" I cried aloud. "I'm here to kill it so it can't hurt anyone anymore!! I don't want anyone to be hurt anymore!!!"You wish to fight me? I am the Caldinade, you poor little dear. I've never hurt anyone, child...My eyes widened. "Shut up! You're lying!! You hurt people! Shut up, Caldinade, shut up, shut up, shut up...." I burst into tears and dropped to my knees, ankle and head throbbing. My hands clutched at my head, pulling at my hair. I screamed, trying to drown out the Caldinade's venomous words, but the words were still in my head, and I could hear them as well as I could before."Bianca?!""SHUT UP, LIONEL!!!!" He was shocked. He hadn't expected me, of all people, to yell at him. My tears flowed even more strongly once I realized what I'd just done to Lionel. "No, I...""Bianca, please... it's ok, you'll.... you'll be alright, yeah? You'll be ok. You know that, don't you, Bianca? You're gonna be fine.... you're gonna....." Juniper broke off in mid-sentence. She was crying, too.Don't cry, little girl... "DAMMIT, STOP CALLING ME LITTLE!!!!!" I screeched. And then I felt it. That sudden flow of energy, sickly sweet, like too much maple syrup slithering down your throat at once. I was disgusted by the feel of it at first, but then the feeling of wonder and awe kicked in. I was mesmerized by the beautiful feeling running through my veins. My tears still flowed, but I no longer sobbed, nor did I scream. I sat on the fallen leaves, impossibly still, salty tears still staining my cheeks. "Caldinade...?" I whispered. Yes, child? "...No, Caldinade. I'm not a child. Not anymore."I suppose you're right. "Bianca?"I sighed a long, slow, weak sigh. "Lionel....?" I stood up and looked at the black hand that appeared before me. The Caldinade's hand. Death's hand."BIANCA!!"I turned around. Lionel was behind me, running. I hadn't realized I was so far away from the others now. He was running. Juniper and Eric stood further back, not daring to approach me. I suppose they were more in control of themselves than Lionel at that moment. They knew. Looking at them, I realized it too. I was about to die. "I'm sorry, Lionel," I told him, but I didn't speak the words with my voice... only with the sad smile I gave to him. I guess I couldn't keep my promise after all, Lionel, I thought. Lionel reached out to me, but his hand grasped at nothing as I went closer to the black hand. One of my tears landed in Lionel's hand. It would be the last part of me he could ever have. That tear, and his memories.
Remember me.
 FN Pixie · Fri Jun 27, 2008 @ 10:58pm · 1 Comments |
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