Fern
The smell of blood and fear wrapped tightly, fitting in perfectly with the horrifying activity that took place.
Just as you stared down their, you could see the wounded figures of the earth beings, as they battled against themselves mercilessly, the only thing on their mind was their own instincts for survival, all the humanity and pride in them was gone, the were now just like animals fighting for food, their eyes wild and emotionless.
As I stood in front of the huge wide glass, I did nothing but watch as the whole bloody scene unveil for my ignorant eyes, filling my empty mind with a new wild information.
This fight was anything but cruel, it was kill or be killed and that was the one rule to survive.
My mouth was widely open each time I saw the scene unfold, but only for the words to get stuck in my throat with each time my horrified scream threatened to be heard, but I still continued to look on, my eyes so dry, not even a drop of tears dared to reveal itself at this moment.
This was it, where I was briefly reminded of how much I hadn't seen.
It just continued to show me just how stupid and ignorant I was, to think I knew it all, I thought I had seen worst, but this just proved me wrong.
It shows of how inexperienced I actually was to that thought, I had never seen such a fierce battle before, and let alone where it involved death.
The most terrifying fact was about facing the death in their eyes, their last emotions of regrets and failures, as their soul hopelessly slip away from their broken bodies.
I felt so traumatized as to that just by looking at them, screaming in endless pain, it was like an allusion, a disturbing one at that, but itself was right in front of me, staring at me right in the eyes, mocking for me to suffocate in shock, but I couldn't look away, I was unable to.
Cold sweat ran down my forehead, my hands trembled as I pulled them closer to my aching heart.
It was just like one of my scary dreams, but only for this one to be my faithful reality.
"Why are you doing this?" a silent whisper left my dry lips as I finally got the courage to speak out loud.
But every time my question never got a chance to get an answer I so much yearned for, so I continued to ask more and more questions of those which bothered me, "Why do you make me watch my own people, my kind, kill themselves like some untamed animals?" I constantly asked questions again and again but still got no reply. It was like talking to a stone, I was talking to myself.
"Why did it have to be me, why did you choose me?" I asked my last question, my eyes lifting up from the empty floor to meet his cold stare, as warm tears slip down my cheeks.
My eyes remained glue to his intimidating figure, as he stood up on his feet, taking extremely elegant but predatory steps towards my small form.
"Why should it not be you, little Fern, tell me?" he questioned back instead of answering, which only made me want to play along with him.
"Why is it not another then, master?" I fired back with this new found courage, hearing this, Xenia pulled his hands to my face, his thumb stroking my cheeks slightly, as warm sparks embraced my skin everywhere his warm hands traced, "Yeah, why is it not another, but you Fern," he asked again almost too quiet, it was like he was talking to himself,
He then looked away from my tearful sight before releasing his cold stare from mine and he distanced himself from me.
"Oh, my dear Fern, you shouldn't always have to cry, it is a sign of weakness," I heard him as he coldly said, walking around behind me, he held my bare shoulders firmly, as I felt those sweet tingles that always made their presence when I felt his touch on my skin,
"But I am weak, master, how do you expect me, to be strong in your cruel world, to leave and breathe in the same air, as a monster as yourself?" I asked bravely daring to turn around and look him straight in the eyes, but for his face, I expected to find shock and anger for my bold disrespect, but I was only met with that calm expression of his, just as always, and as for myself I become a captive of his pale eyes.
"How I didn't think of this before, for such a tiny little thing as yourself, you are so daring and honest," he dangerously whispered close to my ears.
"But let me tell you something, honestly, playing brave and genius can be quite tiring and unfair, you will see little Fern," Xenia replied as he went back to his seat and pulling that silent mode again.
Sitting there quietly was supposed to sound like one of the most boring things to do, but to me, it felt like the best thing I did , just as I sat their silently on my seat, and watched him press the invisible button in the air, it was an amazing sight just enough for me.
How was he doing it? He looked so focused in what he was doing that he paid no mind that I was staring at him.
"You want to learn?" I jumped completely startled when Xenia spoke,
Yes I wanted to learn, so I nervously shook my head, nodding slightly as I stared down at my bare feet.
"Come," I heard as he called out for me to go to him, when I was just a few feet from him, he pulled me between his strong, long legs, and because of my 4,11 height, my face was just the same level as his even when he was sat.
"Give me a kiss?" I heard as Xenia question instead of ordering, tingles on my chin as, his thumb raised my head.
Oh, the courage I didn't have.