A Stranger He Knew - Wither Effect Pt. 9
James, Dillion, Analiese, Lukas, and Jesse all ran outside to investigate. They were all shocked to find the town in a panic, children screaming and crying, mothers trying to get themselves and their children to safety. Objects, big and small, were floating in the air, as if gravity had no effect on them. Even animals and citizens from the nearby markets were floating, helpless to move. Then, a little ways in the distance, they saw it...or rather, her...
"Delancey...?" Dillion whispered.
Far higher than the buildings, in the center of the city, was a woman. Her hair was like that of a Phoenix, her skin a warm and light tan, her lips a heavily saturated violet, and her eyes a glowing purple, no pupils to be found. She was dressed in a long gray trench coat and a black shirt and belt to match. A wicked smile spread across her lips as she levitated a car with a single flick of her, then sending it flying into a apartment building as if it were a toy. A part of the building came crashing down as the car fell to the earth with a booming crash and the deafening screeching of metal. She was enjoying herself immensely...They all watched in horror as their home was being torn apart bit by bit, little by little.
"That's Delancey?! It can't be!" James cried as his heart sank to the floor.No one responded, they didn't have to. They all knew it was her, despite them all desperately not wanting it to be.
"Wha- What do we do?! We can't just sit here and watch!!" Analiese exclaimed. Jesse and Lukas hesitated, their breath growing heavier. What were they to do?
"Lukas, we need to get Petra and Jess, Axel, Olivia, Ivor and Harper, everyone! We need them all, everyone we can think of!" Jesse panicked. "I don't know if we have time! But we have to do something, and we have to do it now!" Lukas replied, yelling in her face. They all went back and forth, trying to figure out what to do next. Except for Dillion. He stayed...silent. He simply stared out down the street, occasionally looking back up at Delancey. Only a mere minute passed before he ran into the chaos, into the frantic crowd and the fire, and the crumbled pieces of road and buildings.
James called out for him, asking him what he was doing and to come back before he got himself killed. And though Dillion heard James' distant voice and knew what he had said, he kept on running. He ignored him. Dillion pushed through the crowd as they scrambled for their lives, dodging and making sure that he didn't run into anything or anyone. He continued to run, jumping over mounds of stones and rubble, his deep and heavy breaths echoing through the street. He would continuously look up at the sky, looking for the strong willed woman he knew and loved. But she wasn't there. The girl he knew and loved wasn't in the sky, she was far away in a place he didn't not know nor could reach. But the girl that currently was in the sky was almost identical, and yet...a stranger to him. Eventually, he was practically just beneath her.
"DELANCEY!!" He called out for her, calling her by a name that did not belong to her. But she clearly couldn't hear him.
So he looked at his surroundings. Buildings were on fire and crumbling to the ground, cars and food stands smashed into smithereens. Who knew someone could cause so much destruction in such a little amount of time? But then, he spotted it: A ladder on the outside of a tall and still stable building that led up to the roof. He rushed up to it, gripping his hand tightly around the metal bars. He hoisted himself up, placing his hands and feet in exactly where they needed to be with ever move he made. He finally made it to the top and he looked up the skies once more.
"DELANCEY!!" He called out a second time, his quiet pants following. Hearing what she knew to be her name, she whipped her head to look down toward the earth, where she found a young man looking up at her. She smiled, and dropped the motorcycle that was levitating just a few feet beside her. The motorcycle came to a stop as it hit the asphalt, followed by a destructive crash that rang in Dillion's ears. She landed right next to him, only a couple inched from his face. "Delancey, you need to--" She flirtatiously grabbed him by his chin, her glowing purple eyes staring into his soul. She forcibly pulled him just a little closer, but far enough to where their lips didn't meet. With a smirk on her face and a seductive voice to match, she said:
"I know you...don't I~?"
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"No, no, no, NO! Stop it! Stop it, please stop! PLEASE!!" She cried, as she watched in horror. She was helpless to do anything else. She was forced to watch, to watch so much destruction. So much pain...so many thoughts consuming her, eating away at her like a lion chewing at it's prey. Dark, scared thoughts, they were. How many people were dead? How many other lives at stake? Her heart sinking to the lowest place imaginable. She fell to the invisible floor, her whimpers echoing through the white, empty space. And she laid there and cried, and she cried, and she cried for eternity. She would scream and beg for something, for someone to make it stop. To please just make it stop. And she pleaded and begged for as along as she was destined to cry...alone. But not even she could hear herself. She could walk for hours, months, years, even for the rest of time, but she would never feel the walls of void. There were none. It was just empty and forever. A prison...a place to rot, but never to decay.
Against the white space, was nothing but her shadow, taunting her, reminding her of all she had done already, of all she doing, of all she would soon do. The shadow smiled back at her. But...it was all she had...wasn't it? Nothing but her and her shadow...and the never ending, shrieking voices in her ears..forever.
But a lion lets it's prey bleed out first...slowly...
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