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January 17th, 2009
07:14 pm
He roared and knocked her to the ground.
-If my eyes could kill, you'd be six feet under right now, - she said glaring at him with strongest despise available, perfectly knowing how close 'she' was. His growling laugh shook the ground and she instinctively jumped up from the ground and moved closer to the door in this moment of distraction. He was in her way in less than a second.
-You never had a chance, you know, - he was suddenly serious about it. He was longing for the moment when he could feel her fear, but this moment never came. She seemed to be either crazy or extremely suicidal.
-Look at these hands, - he whispered rising his paws, - the instrument of death, that's what it is. I can tear you apart in a moment, just with these. I can do it slowly, if you wish.
His voice turned into a low growl again as he spoke. Reikka stood perfectly still not being frightened for a single moment. Although she knew she 'had' to be, she was avoiding it, letting only rage fill her mind. She hated him, as much as it was possible. There was also pitty and she was content by the fact he could feel what she felt at the moment. And again, she opened her waterblue eyes and stared fearlessly back at him as if she could attack him as viciously as he.
-So close to death and still so naive, - he concluded, - do you still have a hope, little Reikka?
-No, I'm actually winning time here, - she grinned at him, - if you look outside, my dearest friend, you'll see a huge helicopter flying this way.
And she was definitely right. His eyes opened in surprise made her feel better instantly.
-I...I didn't know you could do that...not that far...,-he was allmost talking to himself, mumbling the words weakly. Astonishment never failed until his body was shattered by thousands of huge bullets. Reikka was leaning close to the wall to be out of the way. Her control over the vehicle wasn't 'that' good, she could still hurt herself. In a coupled of moments it was over. The hall was filled with shattered glass and remains of Wolter's torn apart body. Slowly, she stood up and looked around. The fear came and the tears. She gathered all that was left of him and burned the peaces on a metal table, giving his soul a chance to join the spirit world. Even the table had some holes in it.
She will need a new home, most definitely.
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07:37 pm - 1
Alice in Wonderland. Chapter 1.
There has not been a single day I would not send my mind back to that place. I still cannot deceide wether it was real or just a vision caused by my definitely sick mind. That would have been a wondrous dream. I can never find the place again, not on a map, not even where I left it behind seven years ago. If I ever found it again, I would say that there is no place like home. And no other place felt like home that much. That was the time when my captured soul was released and filled with a new meaning.
I met Alice that summer, 9 years ago. She was a fairy-like creature in my eyes rather than a human. And she was the one who brought me to Farewell, the city of my dreams and worst nightmares. In fact, there are no dreams without a tinge of a nightmare in them. The terrible heat that took place that May did not seem to bother her at all. The first time I saw her, I knew she would be the death of me. Instantly she took my hand and lead me somewhere far away. It did not matter where, it did not matter at all, as I had fallen into deep indifference at that point of my life. I had no interest in what was happening to me.
My blood rushed through my veins as something painful and poisonous. It felt like I had my blood-system full of glass, just like my whole body was. Alice loved to drive fast. Alice loved to make cars crash. She enjoyed physical pain of herself and others, but even more she enjoyed mental suffering. A sadist of the highest level. She took out each piece of shattered glass one by one as slowly as she was able to. She laughed and kissed each wound after extracting some glass from it. And then...Alice carried me to her wonderland....
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