Destructive Memories
#6 of An Assassin of my Heart
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Chapter Six:
Destructive Memories
My nightmares . . . They taunt me in ways most would find cruel, and rather unusual. Our love, was a banned one, and though it was wrong, it felt so right. I lusted after him, and made him the sole object of my affection. Our love made time fly, neigh I tell you, time soared.
A rare happening, though a faint and quickly destroyed one, for the sun's most gorgeous rays shot through the clouds for just a moment. My mind's chains broke and I felt like I myself had sprouted wings, to go unto the heavens . . .
But alas, my life is a curse. For reasons unknown I cannot die. I am unable to die. I (underline)will never (underline/) die. I could not be an angel, but I am. A fallen angel, one who can love as mortals but still maintain an infinite life, but a cursed one.
This...is how I explain the reason I have no memories. This must be the reason . . . but then . . . whose are these faint traces of what I dub memory? To whom do they belong? Certainly not I for I have fallen from the sky . . .
Oddly . . . one name recurred in my mind . . . by an ominous voice and his sorrowful words, 'Why . . . Maria . . . have you let this happen . . . '
I thought of memories Sonic brought back to my mind, those that had been with me. I stood up from my chair in the living area and headed to my bedroom. I saw Sonic, going through my things. I rushed at him and grabbed his hand violently. "How long have you done this!" I was in shock, he broke my trust. I thought I could trust him. And . . .
And I looked at what he had found. It was a document with beautifully neat script on it. The parchment was aged and yellow. I began to read the letter:
(Bold)Dear Shadow,
You are correct, if we wish for us to become truly closer, then we should not keep secrets from each other. I have been keeping this secret to myself for so long...and now I must tell you of it. You see your body...is sealed with the...(Bold/)
The page was smudged, as if ink had spilled on it. I looked to Sonic who told me he read it. His eyes were filled with tears and pieces of the parchment were stained with them. The increase of curiosity from this sight forced me to read on.
(Bold) . . . there are consequences to using this. Now, there is not secret I have held from you.
Your Love,
Maria (Bold/)
"Sonic, are you crying because we were lovers?" The very faint memories of her came back to me, my first true love. But then, Sonic revealed something to me.
"Turn it around."
(Italics) Shadow, I am a professor, and your main creator. I invented you to be a body guard of the CEO for The Firm, Maria. You attended her flight to the foreign country. On that flight something happen that I have no time to write the full story. Because of this, she died. (Italics/)
I could tell by the ink that this was written in the same, or at least similar, ink to the smudges on the front. That most likely means that whoever attempted to prevent me from reading the full letter also wanted me to read this. But why? And can I trust this information?
I then heard words from Sonic, "Shadow, what could have happened?"
Memories flashed before my eyes. I dropped the note. I fell onto the floor, my eyes slammed shut and I heard a dull thud. I felt someone holding my hand. I turned to them and found it to be an attractive young lady. Her blonde hair and blue eyes were second best to her genius as she talked of her peace talk. She planned on really 'wowing' them.
I then saw us get on a plane. It was very fancy and exquisite. We waved to the cameras, blue skies above. As the plane took off, I looked out the side. I felt, even then, that this would be my last look at the green grass. The plane took off and I watched everyone, feeling the tense air of the situation.
Then, I remember waking up with the scent of blood all around me . . . I find the taste (of) blood and metal in my mouth. I spat in order to eliminate the foul taste and then I truly open my eyes. I see barren land about me. I find my right arm is cut deeply. My left arm is behind me and I wondered if it was still attached. I look around and all feeling leaves me. I see her . . . Maria. I then notice the flash of sirens I cannot hear. A bald man with a red mustache is put in the car. He looks at Maria and I before being put in the car. My memory stops here, abruptly with only darkness left.
Later, I was told that I had been conscienceless for years due to an accident. They told me of a sudden attack by the foreign nation. They never wanted peace, but apparently wanted Maria dead. They did not mention the man, and I thought it better to keep it to myself. I just sensed it to be my little secret knowledge.
Sonic began shaking me violently, obviously worried for me. I looked at him, noticing I was on the floor and had tears falling from my eyes.
"Are you all right, Shadow?"
I took in the question. I thought about it. I analyzed it. I scanned my mind for the most appropriate response to this. I realized how happy I felt, to think of Maria. I felt of my grief for her too. But I finally thought of Sonic, my everything. I could not cause him this grim emotion and lied through my teeth saying, "I am fine."
I pulled him down to my face and kissed him deeply and with much affection. He released from the kiss shortly, rather shocked by my reaction. I knew that I was trying to butter him up so he would give me a response I wanted.
I then asked him the favor, one I knew he could never, truly keep. One that was very much impossible for anyone to keep. "Sonic, I have seen to much death in my life . . . don't let me see you die . . . Promise me."
"Shadow, I promise that you will never witness my death. I will live with you for eternity, because I have a will to live, at least, with you."
A bit sappy...and sad...ick, this chapter starts off on base with chapt. 1 but ends like...well what the hell does it end like... NVR mind. Please review as always...kudos to those who notice the diff. in this and original post. Um...Yeah...Next chappie, later.
(This one is not dedicated to anyone due to it's over all crapness.)