Chapter 3
…so much
despair.
The
memories they shared, the thoughts of love, everything exited his mind.
Darkness surrounded him, vision escaped from his being. Felix could no longer
hear Rose’s pleas, her anguished moans. The strength in his legs gave out, no
longer able to support his body. Felix reached for stability, in his blind,
weaken state he found the wall he had just been leaning against. What’s going on? She needs my help!
The man ran
his hand along Rose’s waist. He caressed her breast. She continually cried,
crying from the pain, the humiliation, and the helplessness.
Again she
let out a cry, “Help me! Someone help! Please stop!”
Those
walking by continued on their way. Thoughts of helping that poor girl were
pushed from their minds, to give room for their wants and needs. The value of
one girl's life was miniscule; her fate meant nothing to them and nothing to
the world. Those still in the audience like crowd, continued to to watch in
depraved curiousity. All could be stopped with a simple call to the police,
though more than likely it would all be over before they came and were unlikely
to do anything once there.
Her
attacker then said with a smile, “Well girl, it seems like no ones going to
help you.” It was true, Rose knew it. She just hoped Felix would not do
anything precipitous or anything that would put him in danger. As long as nothing happens to him, I’ll be
okay.
The man’s
hand sled down her pants and…
The sheer
thought, the mere temperment of the situation caused Felix to go blind in rage.
The anger numbed him and he lost control of his senses.
What is this? I can see them, no I can feel
them. I can feel everything, but why? Felix could see everything that was
occurring, not just in front of him, he could see everything; above him, below
him, behind him, he could see everything. The people watching television in the
buildings around him, chefs cooking in restaurants, people eating, people
fighting, people killing, people screwing, everything. Felix no longer felt
those emotions; sorrow, pity, helplessness, he felt at peace, calm even in
harmony with the world around him and the people around him.
Felix could
easily hear the irritating thoughts of those passing by, raping a girl in broad daylight, that bastard must be retarded. Someone
will help her, what can I do that one has a gun. Someone will stop to help her.
It was
hard. Like the stories of the rare cases that a great injustice happens before
a mass of people and no one acted for the good of the individual.
What the hell! No one is stopping to help! He
had to find a way to help Rose, his body still paralyzed, not from fear, but
from something else, anger. The awe of reading their minds did not sink into
Felixs mind, the pressing matter was Rose.
Yeah make a move you bastard, I’ll fucking
shot you. The one in black thought as he still held the gun pointed at
Felix’s head. The man smiled at the thought of taking a life, throwing a piece
of gabage away. Every other thought in his mind was that of evil and malicious
deeds.
Screwing this bitch is going to feel so damn
good! The other man thought as he continued to defile Rose. The anger
swellled inside Felix at the man’s thoughts of besmurching Rose’s honor and
purity.
Please,
just run away. I don’t want you to die! The pious thought of a true saint, so touching, so
selfless. That thought showed Felix Rose was too good for him, she was too good
for everyone, especially that squalid piece of human refuse touching her.
“How dare
you say that! I would rather die, than run away while you get hurt!” Felix was
no longer leaning his body against the wall. The strength in his legs had
returned, he could see again, he could hear, and he still felt everything. He
stood there, staring at the man defiling the woman he loved, not paying any
attention to the man aiming a gun at him.
“What did
you say motherfucker? Ain’t no one talking. Get the hell out of here.” With his
gun he motioned toward the sidewalk. Felix did not look at or even acknowledge
the man, or his words. “You deaf?! Look at me when I’m talking to…” He stopped,
Felix had started to walk toward him.
As Felix
walked, he slid his hand across the wall. The underlying surface disintegrated
as his hand went across it. Large portions of brick fell to the ground, only to
break down into smaller and smaller pieces, and eventually dust before they
reached their destination.
The gun was
pointed, its barrel's path, directly at Felix’s head. But it did little to make
Felix stop, his course was set and nothing not even the thought of death change
it.
The hammer of the gun came crashing
down on the primer and… Bang! The
bullet sped through the air, traveling on a direct route to its target. Time
appeared to slow through Felixs eyes, as if he could easily dodge it. Rose
screamed after the gun went off, No.
Inches away
from his skull, the bullet stopped. The outer copper coat dissolved away,
leaving the lead core. It then, as the copper did, dissolved. A copper and lead
powder fell to Felix’s feet.
“What the
fu…” Again the man’s words were cut short, Felix’s hand was in front of his
face. He started to walk backwards, towards the wall. Felix moved insync with
the man, his hand staying a constant length away from his face.
Felix’s
hand finally made contact with the man’s skin and slowly pressed against the
gunman’s face…
Felix
slammed the man’s head against the wall. With so such force, the front of his
skull failed, followed be the sides. Sharp pieces of bone ripped through skin,
with that the gray matter found a point to escape the pressure. Blood sprayed
onto Felix’s face, while some ran down the wall and collected on the ground.
The body
fell, a nearly headless corpse lying in a pool of its own blood. It made a
small splash and the blood soated into Felixs shoed. He started to walk ago, the
sound of squishing shoes seemed to stand out from the rest of the noise, a
trail of blood followed.
The man
released Rose, and started to walk backward. He looked at the body of his
companion. “Please do…” he started to speak, but was interrupted.
“How many
times… how many times did she beg you to stop?!” Felix yelled as he started to
approach the man. Rose stared at the body before her. She had never seen such a
horrific scene, such brutality. She looked at Felix, just as a child would look
at a monster… she feared him.
“Please
dude just wait,” the man begged. He was staring at Felix, then… Felix
disappeared, moving at such a speed the man’s eye could not track him. “Where
the hell?”
Felix was
in front of the man, he placed his hand on the man’s stomach. The man started
to talk, “Pleasss,” Blood ran from his mouth, as his organs became shredded and
started to rush through his asaphagas and down his neck.
”You will
die in the most painful of ways!” Felix yelled, his time for revenge had come.
The once weak and timid boy now had power and protect the woman he loved. He
tilted his head to the side and he curled his fingers. He could feel the energy
swell within him, like a part of his body he knew that he could control it.
His arms,
starting from the tips of his finger started to be ripped apart. The skin
sheared from muscle, muscle from bone and the bone then being crushed. Like a
million tiny hands grabbing bits and pieces, then ripping them off. Blood
sprayed onto the sides of the buildings.
“Aaaaaaah!”
The man let out a deafening scream. A gargling noise came from his throat as he
choked on his own blood. A bloody mist
filled the air. Rose sat on the ground, watching the events transpiring.
Droplets of blood started to form on her face.
His legs,
just as his arms, started to be ripped apart. His body, not falling to the
ground with the departure of his legs, stayed lingering in the air. An
unbelievable sight, unspokeable violence. Such horror transpirering in that
dingy alley. Blood, mangled meat and crushed bone.
“Aaaaah!
Whaatttt Thhhee fuuuuckkk!” Still conscious he yelled, his voice cracked,
bloody tears surged from his eyes. Death was quickly aproaching, his cold
embrace blanketing the man.
“Aren’t you
a noisy little prick!” Felix smiled as he said those words. His clothes pass
the point of saturation, with blood trickling from them. With the man’s
bleeding body as the epicenter, a puddle of blood, yards across, engulfed the
alley. It out numbered the rain the continually fell.
And that it
did, the rain still fell, making ripples in the blood. Would there ever be an
end to the foul weather? It did not matter if the mood changed or the weather
the horrific scene would still remain in that alley. The rain might clean some
of the gore from the walls but the streets would still run red.
The man’s
body became numb, he no longer cried. “So what will you do now?” He asked in a
rhetorical manner, trying to instill some guilt in Felix. He would still die,
the pain he had felt was unimaginable, Felix had kept his word.
“What will
I do? I’m going to fucking kill you!” And with that he did. The man’s abdomen
exploded, a mass of blood, globs of meat, and mangled organs flew through the
air, some hitting the buildings, while others were thrown down the alley. A few
fell on Felixs shoulder which he promptly wiped off.
His head,
or more so his bust, fell to the ground. Felix stepped on it, crushing it. His
skull cracked and eventually failed, falling into the brain cavity, crushing
its content. Blood came from his remaining orifices. Unlike that his friends,
the flesh of his skull was not torn by jagged pieces of bone, more his head
resembled that of a crushed aluminum can.
“Rose are
you okay?” Felix looked down at Rose, she was shaking and did not look at him. She
was afraid of him, her compassionate nature would not let her accept that what
just happened was for her protection. “Here,” He reached out his hand, “come
on.” She grabbed his hand and he helped her up.
Felix
embraced her in his arms, “I’m so sorry.” He knew that what he had just exposed
her to would affect Rose for the rest of her life. He… regretted it… he should
have done it in a less than flamboyant way, less messy. But they needed to die.
Rose looked
into his eyes, “Thank you, I love you so much.” Tears continued to flow from
her eyes, cutting a trail through her blood covered cheeks. She was still
shaking, still afraid of the man she loved, but love none the less and she was
thankful for what she did.
“I love you
too, I love you more than anything.” He was also crying. If there was such a
thing as true love, they had it. Such purity and passion needed to be protected
and he would kill anyone that stood in his way now. They embraced in each
others arms, emotions flowing, listening to the dulcet sound of each others
breathing and heart beat. In that state for quite some time, they did not
acknowledge the world around them, Felix ignored the happenings around him and
just concentrated on Rose and she did the same.
It was
almost like how it was before… before they moved deeper within that shit
covered city, before the rains had came and made the life miserable. When they
held each other it was like they had always been there for each other, like
they had always loved one another. Every moment they were apart felt like an
eternity, with more suffering than either of them had felt in the entirety of
their lives.
As they
left the warm protection of each others arms, the isolation and love that
formed in each others presences, and went back into the cruel world Felix
noticed something…
In front of
the alley the cluster of people that had started to congregate ust have been
present and had witnessed the murder. How
long have they been there? Did they see what happened, what I did? Of
course they had, he knew it. They had seen everything, Felix killing two men in
a way that points toward supernatural forces.
“Rose,” His voice composed. Even
with his heart racing and the tears just stopping moments ago his presents
created an aura of Everything will be
okay. But he was lying to himself.
“Yes?” She
asked wiping away the tears. She grazed the cut on her cheek, giving a wince of
pain.
“We need to
get out of here.” He said in a calm voice, trying not to upset her. Anything
that he could do to get that deep fear from being in her eyes, was necessary.
Felix could not stand the thought that the woman he loved could or more so was
seeing him as a monster.
“Why?” But
as she turned, she could see the reason, the reason being ever so present since
the beginning of the attack. It had escaped both there minds for the longest as
the needed to concentrated at the moment at hand. But now a new course of
action was needed.
“Let’s go!”
Felix held her hand and ran toward the street, leaving behind the terrible
scene that he had made. The bodies laying there in blood and water.
Her fear
faded, she knew that Felix would never hurt her. She knew that if they would
have been attacking anyone else Felix would have reacted differently, and if he
had been and one else no action would have been taken. Even if he was a cold
hearted and uncaring boy, Rose knew that she was the exception. That she could
warm his heart and that he would never stop caring for her.
On the
sidewalk they ran through the crowd, but…
…but as
they ran through the crowd they did not notice what was truly happening. The
true magnitude of the events, the true horror that was to come.
The
droplets of rain stayed suspended in the air. The men and women on the
sidewalks lay frozen in their tracks, like statues, they acted only as
obstacles to run around. The gas vapor, in combustion engines, remained
partially ignited. The spray of the puddles tires ran through remained in air.
The stream on blood in the alley stopped flowing. Even the blood flowing in the
veins of every individual stopped. Electrons moving through copper wire were
frozen, no longer moving, and so much more remained static. Time frozen and
Rose and Felix did not seem to notice. They continued to run, they ran in fear,
they ran for survival, but to them they were together and nothing else was more
important.
If they
knew the manner in which the Gears of Fate were turning, life would have been
much more saturnine, even making that rainy day more cold and horrendous. Love
may be strong and the bond they had may have been unbreakable but there is only
a single constant, a single undeniable true and a single power that out weighs
all… Death.
From within
the darkness, men and women dressed in black hooded cloaks materialized. Their
faces were concealed within the shadows cast by their hoods. The halting of
time did not seem to affect them. They walked through the streets, walking into
droplets of rain, their cloaks retaining the moisture. The physical world
seemed to be affected by them, puddles splashed as they stepped in them, the
physical interaction was their only attachment to the world.
They walked
through the street in waves, walking around the cars. Slight murmurings could
be heard coming from them. Even with the spectra like appearance, there was no
denying that they were human. But for what reason were they there? Could they
have been the reason for what appeared to have been time freezing?
It was when
Felix saw these people in black that he finally noticed what was happening, he
stopped. He could no longer feel or hear the heart beats of the men and women
in the street. But he could still feel their life force, there was merely an
absence of motion, of observation and of hope.
“What’s
going on?” Rose asked as she finally noticed. The scene scared his but out of
curiousity she reached out and touched a drop of rain. She turned to Felix, as
she began to notice the hooded people. “Felix who are these people?” The sight
confused her, hundreds of people slowly moving towards them, making no noise.
So much
needed to be said, they needed time to sit to recollect and just be together.
To go back to the docks, to watch the ships, to kiss… to just be kids. They
both wanted a second chance at life, but still have each other. A future where
they could be together, it was with her and only her that he ever fantasized
about being with for the remainder of his life. He just hoped it was not to
late.
“I don’t
know… I don’t know.” Felix repeated, fear once again finding it’s was back into
him. He did not want to frighten Rose, however it would be soon apparent to
her, but he could clearly see that the black hooded people were surrounding
them.
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