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Author: Misplaced Angel
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Sci-Fi/Fantasy - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-04-08 - Updated: 05-04-08 - Complete - id:2513195
Pain

Pain.

The only thing I have felt for years now. My companion, my friend. Misery too, but at least I have something useful to do with myself. Somewhat.

Pain & Misery. The only things I have felt since my sister died in a car crash

Since my left to pursue her ‘future’. Yeah right.

Since my father died when his second love (and wife) left him for another man.

Since my brother killed himself when a slip of a girl refused him.

Since my twin died of old age, passing away with a smile on his face, leaving me alone unable to do the same.

It seems fitting that even though I was there, witnessing each of these events, I was never ever hurt. I was there in the car with my sister, but I got out with only a broken wrist.

I was there, watching my mother drive away into the night, looking for a new adventure.

I was there watch my father as he realized his wife’s betrayal and consequently his death, run over by a car, when he tried to go after her.

I was there when my brother proposed to the girl he loved, the girl he lived for and saw the crushing hurt on his face. Coincidentally, I was the one who found him in the morning, lying there lifeless, in his own pool of blood.

I was there with the last on of my family, my twin, holding his hand and he apologized for not being able to continue life with me, I told him that the only thing I wanted was to see him smile one last time, he left me fulfilling my last request.

He did not come back not like he said he would when we were younger, when he promised me that as twins, we were inseparable.

He never came back, not even when I cried my heart out, right there on his chest.

After Robert left, I wandered the earth for several centuries, on my own, depressed. You see, each and every person in my family was cursed with some kind of suffering, I was no exception, only they seemed to find an end to it, while I could not. You see while my brother was cursed with a broken heart, my mother cursed with an endlessly restless personality, unable to stay in one place for too long, my father cursed with love that always seemed to end and my twin was cursed with age. I was cursed with immortality, I was to suffer in silence. From the time my twin left I cursed the gods and their endless games, which usually had me in them. From there I watched over humankind, making sure that it would not become extinct.

Only the highest-ranking people in the world knew me, to them my name was Shadow. A being of unknown origins, but with great power and great knowledge.

They trusted me, knowing that, that if the worst happened, I would always be there to make sure they all survived it.

Eventually, Mother Earth grew ill and human kind was forced to take action, many meetings with presidents kings queans, all kinds of rulers commenced.

It was then we decided that moving to another world, newly discovered, but still quite similar to earth was the best action, for the sale of humankind.

I helped with the transactions, making sure no one was left behind, and that they took with them every bit of knowledge be it books or anything else with them. (they may be moving to a new world and starting from anew, but that doesn’t mean the are going to forget the old and those who did everything they could to give them what they had today)

Slowly, Mother Earth was abandoned and I boarding the very last ship, years after the evacuation started, was sorry to be leaving her.

On the new planets, I vanished, satisfied that for now my job was done. I took in several children, to ensure, that even though I could not be at every planet at the same time, I had people in my place able to deal with every situation and if the need arose, summon me.

Many years have passed since then, I enjoyed my peace, moving from one place to another, simply making sure everything was in order.

Occasionally I was summoned to take care of some large mishap, but overly, I was at peace.

I never did forget about my family and their demise and every night I prayed for each and every one of them hoping that where ever they may be, they would finally find peace.

Of course, my name was still spoken, I had become a thing of myth, a Demi-Godess to these people, but they do not know what I know.

Moreover, even though it might be flattering to some people to be spoken of like that, I know it is not wise to tempt fate in this game of the Gods.

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Please review and tell me what you think. Pleeeeeeaaaaaaase.



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