Beauty and the Beast
Sometimes I have complete moments of self growth. Sometimes fail completely and utterly in the challenges those situations bring. Sometimes, and more often than not, I find myself in situations I completely and utterly don't want to be in. The only difference I find between those and this particular one, is at least I didn't have to die.
I've finally perfected the means to win, but it turns out my work is mediocre. Everyone else has completely abandoned reason and I'm the only person who had such childish dreams of super speed.
Latran Dolos, The Coyote with such beautiful fur it absolutely drives me insane. What's terrible, though, is the deep voice that comes with it. Latran is either completely gorgeous or I have somehow swapped sexuality in the afterlife. It could be due to the fact he's what Heaven considers an "Angel" or if he is naturally beautiful.
"The time is up... Let's see if your work is... Passable."
I don't like this feeling. The feeling of his voice hitting my ear drums... It's way too comforting and soothing.
He's judging me. I know it. He's been watching me... Otherwise how else would he have known I was sleeping so long... I'll definitely lose..
"I'll escort you and the other.. Volunteers... to the Pitt."
A strong image of corpses piled on top of one another with monsters ripping human heads off came to mind. Blood dripping to the floor and a huge ogre, standing on the mound of flesh, wielding battle axes screaming at the sky.
He knew he wasn't the ogre. He had to have been the first corpse on the ground. The lowest of the low. There was absolutely no way in Heaven he was the ogre.
"Good Luck." Latran whispered and gave me the smuggest grin I've ever seen before pushing me backwards.
Everything turned upside down. The colors in my vision melted like a stream of color. The sunset is gone. The grass is gone. Everything washed away and bleached itself white.
A chair... It's comfortable.
..Is that talking?
"Oh, Another one... Tch.. Shame he's not that handsome."
"You called me ugly too when you met me, who can trust anything you say?"
"Baby your face and body is beautiful, but everything inside is abhorrent"
"What did you just say to me?! Say I'm ugly again to my face and I'll make you eat that chair."
"Look me in the eyes carefully then. Y-O-U A-R-E U-G---"
The numbness in my eyes receded. Just then it was like a snapshot in time.
A woman... So absolutely gorgeous time froze. It could be her or the sheer amount of adrenaline that shocked my system in that moment. Then her body transformed into the must blood thirsty and brutal thing I've ever seen in my life.
A huge Tyrannosaurus Rex. She started storming at a man with such a thick amount of make-up on his face it was impossible to make out his original look. He looked eerie. I don't like this feeling I feel in my gut... He's beautiful too...
Why does he look so confident? Why isn't he scared?
RUN!
Wait...
What is that golden mirror on his back?
A golden mirror rose up from behind him and blocked the dinosaurs view. As the two collided a huge light filled the room and blinded me again..
"I'm gonna lose."
I'm tired of all these color changes... I feel like I might get a seizure soon..
"You bastard..." The girls voice broke through the bright light.. "Why can't I transform?"
"You're asking me to reveal to you how far my power goes? You're ugly and stupid.. You're welcome. You were wasting Mana before the fights even began. Are do really want to lose that badly?"
His smile was much more beautiful than Latrans', and it was a weird thing to admit. it was also... Kinder in a way. There seemed to be a genuine human empathy felt through it.
"I'm Clio, like Cleopatra but with an 'I' and no 'E'. And you are?"
He walked towards me as he spoke. There is a certain confidence and boldness with his steps. I'm sure you'd have to be either confident, or extremely crazy, to pull off that look. It's definitely the latter. His eyes were a beautiful dark-green ocean. A certain depth hidden behind such heavy make-up and a powerful gaze.
"Baethor."
I stood up and went to meet him in the middle. Oh...
You're tall.
Very tall. At least a head higher. Please don't stand next to me...
When our hands met, a small clap sounded as the grabbed onto each other. A firm grip, probably firmer than mine. I don't like feeling weaker than someone who doesn't look as masculine as me. This feels weird. I know he's strong though, and that's terrifying.
I never want to face that huge golden mirror of his. I'd definitely lose to you.
"And that ...thing.."
He almost sounds like Latran when he speaks, the way the judgement just falls from the tongue."
"..Is Ai--"
"I CAN INTRODUCE MYSELF THANK YOU!"
Those hips. When she walked there was a sway, a rhythm. I could not look away. Keep walking. Please. But her voice... it ruined everything. The ugliest words which broke this moment..
"Eyes are up here, jack ass."
Immediately looked her into her eyes and they were just as good as her hips. Honey-colored eyes that illuminated her face. Her lips look so soft. Kiss me with those lips one day please..
"I'm Aiko. Pleasure is yours, we know."
I've experienced this feeling before. You meet someone so incredibly gorgeous, but there's a certain ego threshold, that, when broke, that person immediately drops to the lowest tier. It could've been the hands on the hip stance, or the attitude in her eyes. Either way, I immediately knew I'd rather talk to Clio.
"Oh Good, you've all become acquainted.."
That silk voice just penetrated the room. It absolutely broke the tension and I could feel my anxiety rising...
"Time for us to go now..."
My vision illuminated with ivory light again.
...I'm getting really tired of all of the bright lights..
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RomanMarch
RomanMarch Trying something different out. I'm starting to prefer the first person, due to the fact we can see the characters perspective and thoughts on the world around him.
This story is about him, after all.
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