Adventures of the Mind

[Cio]

Lalala... oh, right. This one of those random spur of the moment things I wanted to do. This is another thing I'm doing for Celia. Since she's the only one that I actually manage to do anything with. X3

You guys can post whenever you'd like. I don't reeeaaally caaare. :3


The Introduction to a Nightmare

An uneasiness drifted into the air, her shoulder's tensed and breath shallowed. She could feel her pulse quicken and temperature rise. The change was inexplicable, and, yet, so familiar. This was not the first time that the young woman had gone through this, nor would it be the last.

There was no one but herself in the room. Her mind isolated within this confinement. Her hands clenched, wishing to lash out, and her eyes darted, nervous. She knew there would be nothing there. It was certain, but, every time her eyes were to open, she was afraid. Afraid of what? What was there to fear? It was just a room.

No, it was not the room. It was not the inn. It had nothing to do with the time, nor place. It was her, and only her.

It felt like this mind was no longer her own. Rather, it was a demon within herself, keeping her up to a knife, inducing the nightmares she wished to never see again. For, every single time that her eyes closed, her mind went to work. It was not safe to reopen them for fear of what her mind had concocted once again.

And, such was the case now. The room lay barren save for a rather loosely made bed a fire place burning dimly. The girl sat at the edge of the bed, hands gripped onto the side almost as if for dear life. Her face, normally what seemed to belong to a gorgeous porcelain figure, was beaded with sweat and panicked. A window, completely ajar, let in the night breeze. Her sweat was unfounded and the girl knew this, which only made her hands tremble more. Rarely was she effected like this.

She let loose a sigh, sensing that the feeling had dissipated. Cautiously, she closed her eyes, thoughts of rest flooding her mind. And, as the lid came down, she felt a sudden rush of air enter the room. Without a moment's hesitation, her eyes snapped open once more, knowing full well what she would see,

The fire had gone out now, and, before her, stood a young man. His face was unnaturally pale and his eyes were pitch black, sending a plethora of emotions coursing through the girl's body, none of which were pleasant. His mouth opened, lips cracked and white, “Why, hello there, Celia. It's been a while, hasn't it?”

A chill ran down her spine, both the voice and the person making her freeze. This was the farthest her mind had gone. Never had it torture her like this. “What?” she breathed out, blinking once more only to find that the image was still there. “No.”

“Aw, that's hurts,” he took a step toward her, a frigid arm extended, “I'd expect you to at least care...”

Frantically, the demon scrambled back on the bed, going do far as to where she was pressing her back against the wall. “No,” she repeated, not believing her eyes. Since the day she had turned nineteen, these images of those long since gone entered her mind. First her mother, then her aunt... and, now. “Mitchell? No, the other images didn't speak. They never stayed. Why?”

“I guess you just like me better?” He let loose a frightening cackle. Again, he got closer, arm still extended in a rather threatening manner. “Come now, I'd expect you to be a slight bit happier.”

Slowly, her head shook, blinking rapidly, “No. You should have left by now! Why aren't you leaving?!” Her voice resonated within the room and his face turned into that of bliss. And, with that, any sign of light left the room, leaving the demon in darkness.

The real question here is why are you staying? Come back to your mind, become enveloped within your emotions once more. We've missed you...

[Okami Wolfen]

Ooh!

I love it! I'm interested in what happens next.

Was this just a spur of the moment thing?

[Cio]

XD

Dude, I didn't actually believe you when you said you had read this.

Anyway, yesh, it was pretty spur-of-the-moment-esque.

And, you already know what I said via AIM, so I'll just stop talking.

[Cio]

Mkay, by request of Wolfen, I'm finally posting the next one. *grumblegrumble*

Chapter One

“Huh?!” Celia sat up with a start, her heart beating at an unnaturally quick pace. Her face was coated in sweat and fear, neither of which complimented her features. Her entire body was quaking, and her head pounded. “A dream? That... that must be it. Nothing to be afraid of.” Slowly, the female curled up her legs, not relieved in the least by her own words.

Letting loose a deep sigh, the demon placed both hands on the sides of her head, cradling herself back and forth in a lame attempt to comfort herself. What's wrong with me? And, why is my mind doing this to me? Softly, her eyes shut together, pleading that this was all just a figment of her own demented imagination. It was day, therefore no fear of anything appearing whence her eyes opened again... right? Tentatively, she opened them, only a slit.

The demon sighed once more, this time signaling relief. “Nothing. Why am I worrying?”

“Because you have every reason to,” came a voice from behind her. It was the same from the night before. Though, this time more ghastly, it's tone empty and hollow. A pair of white hands wrapped themselves around her torso, their touch chilling. “Don't worry. I'm not here to hurt you. Yet.”

Celia had been stricken right in her core by his words... his touch. This was so much of the boy she knew, and yet so warped. The emotions that welled in her did not allow her to fight back, or even speak. Her lips separated a mere half inch, letting out a shrill, “wah?”

“Speechless, eh? I guess I'd expect as much. I just keep reappearing, don't I?” His head popped up beside hers, eyes still black and soulless, but his smile playful. “I'm really no different from the Mitchell from your childhood. Maybe a tad bit dead, but who cares?” He brushed his cheek against her own, sending another set of chills up her spine. His skin was course and rough, perhaps a bit decomposed even. This was the last straw.

“I care!” A swift movement of the arm, and she elbowed him right in his stomach, at least whatever was left of a stomach. The demon knew that it would have no effect, because, as he put it, he was 'a tad bit dead', but she would take her chances. As soon as his grip on her lessened, she sprang from his arms and off the bed to face him head on. “Why?”

He scoffed, as if her question was childish, “You're asking me why? It's obviously your mind that's doing this. Ask your own self. In the meanwhile...” Laxly, he began to slink off the bed, his playful smile ever present. “I'll enjoy the time I have with you before your mind does you in.”

“'Does me in'?” her eyes had regained their usual hardness, probably from realizing Mitchell posed no threat at the moment. “Gah, will you explain anything to me? It's obvious that my mind is being a stubborn at the moment.”

“No can do, Celia. This is for you to figure out and for me to laugh at. You could always just do as I said before and give in. I mean, it's not going to cost you much. You're already mostly a soulless bitch. Nothing to lose,” he sneered at her, losing what little charisma he had left. And, whatever hope the girl had that he was somehow still the same Mitchell.

And, despite knowing well that this was her mind, it hurt. “So what if I am soulless? So what if my emotions don't matter to me? Emotions are meant to be manipulated! Not to be given in to. Now, leave me be,” the demon rose her chin pompously, and shut her eyes with finality, hoping that would be enough to make her mind put the images to rest.

“Sorry, girl. I'm not leaving yet. Your mind and your emotions... heh, they're completely different from the ones you let show. I don't know if I'm just here to show you that, or to wait for you to become the hardcore emotionless person you're capable of. Perhaps they're one in the same,” he chuckled, deeply and evilly. “All those attempts to make you more tolerant toward humans? Yeah, well, I'm here to reverse that and make it worse.”

“... But, the real Mitchell--” she began, noticing the flaw within his words immediately, but her voice came like that of a quivering child, unsteady and unsure.

“'But', 'but',” he mocked. “But, nothing. I'm not the real Mitchell. I'm the Mitchell your mind wants. The one who you'll believe, no matter what.” Poison dripped from the words as they lingered in the air, creating the silence unbearable. Again he spoke, knowing she would not reply unless he did, “Just think of me as your guardian angel. Except I'm leading you down the path to power and I sure as hell am not an angel. I'll teach you what you need to know to give in to your emotions and summon each at whim while becoming the soulless killing machine you've always wanted to be.”

What I've always wanted to be? Once more she contemplated his words, finding the truth in them to be unbearable. It is what I've always wanted to be, isn't it? But... is that what I want to be anymore?

“What's wrong, Celia? Not sure what you want anymore?” he called, laughing another cruel cackle.

Her eyes widened, “How--?”

“Need anymore proof that your mind sent me for this? It's time to go off together, me teaching you what you need to become. Your facade can finally end.”

“No...” she paused, “I don't want this...”

“Yes, you do,” he smiled with such malice, “But, I guess this is a lot to take in. Ponder it. Tonight I'll see you again, and tomorrow we'll begin...”

Another blink, and he disappeared as soon as he had gotten there. All that was left in his stead was a headache and a lot to think over.

[Okami Wolfen]

Awesome!

I love it!

Is this before or after How To Find Your Way?

[Cio]

After. This is like after all my current RPs. *nodnod*

And, thanks. Dude, I still can't believe you read this. X3

[Okami Wolfen]

If only other people would read it.

[Kiriyama]

Originally Posted by Wolfen

If only other people would read it.

O RLY?

*Read it*

[Cio]

If only other people would read it.

Lawl. I don't mind. It's only for character development. Something most of my characters really lack. X3

O RLY?

*Read it*

: D <3

Oh, and I'll be writing for this once I finally reply to some more RPs and battles.