[HALO] - AU [totally!] - G--PG-13 [language, violence, etc]

[Sai-kun]

I know I'm going to regret this. XD

Here's the deal: Every friday, in literature, we're assigned words and we have to make a story out of them. So I write all my stuff in the HALO universe...and I've been linking stuff together O_O SO I've got...fanfiction!

Uh..yeah. So here's the 4th part because the other 3 are at my mom's computer!

Be gentle, please. I don't write fanfiction that often =P But they are fun to write!

THis will make more sense later when I post the other 3 parts. XD

Story #4: Edification

A voice.

“This…is not your grave…but you are welcome in it…”

The voice was more like two voices at once. The more obvious voice was a woman’s, tantalizing and ambrosial. Behind that voice was darkness. A stygianic noise that was like a siren to his ears.

Wait. What? Whose ears? What the…where am I?

The voice again. “Never mind that small details. You have so much more to worry about than your location. Of course, it would be nice to know, would it not? Are you in hell? Are you in what they call Valhalla? You may never know. But I…I know. I know you. Your past…your future. I know what you’ve been through. You are promethean yet at the same time…apollonian…”

“Who are you?” I ask to nobody in particular. I can’t see. I can’t feel. I can’t breathe. My mind is hermetic. Yet here I am, suspended somewhere. So many questions are running through my mind, yet I say nothing.

“I…? You need not ask questions to one such as I…” the voice says, becoming slightly higher-pitched and trailing off at the end of the sentence.

I get the impression that the voice belongs to something titanic. I don’t know how I got that feeling, but I just have it. I still don’t know where I am. Or…even who I am. This confusion…has left me confused deeply. This being…is looking for something. Seemingly Dionysian and plutocratic in nature…it wants something for me. I’m being worn down. I’ll break…eventually.

“What you have…I can use. Silence fills this empty grave now that I have come. But…my mind is not at rest, for questions still linger. I will ask, and you will answer. Any disobedience…and well…I will let you think on that.”

This battle…a battle of words and thoughts…is also terpsichorean in nature…I am weaker now, having been worn down by the devil. A procrustean devil. However…I will never give in.

“Will you obey?” asks the sweet melodic voice, teasing me with images of fame and fortune, then taking them away, showing me destruction and blood.

“…I shall.”

A pyrrhic victory. My free will for my life. In retrospect, a stupid agreement, as what followed was even worse than what I had experienced before. Knowing who I was would become important. More important than my “alliance” with him. Or rather…it. It is a being that I have come to know as Gravemind.

“Good,” says Gravemind, smirking in my mind, “Then let us begin. Let us bring hell into this universe, as we did so many years ago…”

You get a cookie if you can find the 14 words I had to use :3c
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