Slender wasn't lying when he told you that the training would be rigorous. You were currently on the couch, feeling your body riveting in pain and stiffness from the exercise. You groaned a little, trying to lean and reach for a cup of cool water that you had densely put on the coffee table. You cursed under your breath, wishing that you had waited for [Sister's Name] to come home to give into your thirst. You hung your head back and let your eyes flutter to a close, trying to ignore it.
"Were you reaching for this?" You slowly opened one [eye color] eye to see a familiar male with stunning green eyes. You bit your lip as old, familiar emotions rushed back, but clashed with the information that your newer memories had given you. You turned your head, snatching the cup from his grip.
"Maybe I was," You snapped as you sipped the cool liquid, feeling it refreshing my body with its hydrating qualities. You sighed a little, letting your eyes flutter to a close. You were completely exhausted, and all that you wanted to do was sleep and rest, having a moment of peace before you helped with dinner and went to bed. You knew that tomorrow would be the same thing, and you were ready for it. You knew that this was what you had asked for and that it was how you were going to get strong enough to help defend everyone here. Nonetheless, it did hurt like hell.
"[Name], I think that we should talk." You snapped your eyes open, quickly hopping to your feet and ignoring the burning sensation of pain that surged through your senses because of it. You held the glass in one hand as you started to walk to the doorway.
"I disagree. If you excuse me, I should start making dinner."
I just want some time... I just want to be able to heal my wounds in the dark like I always have.
Your silent wishes were not heard, or if they were, they were simply ignored. Liu grabbed onto your wrist, staring you dead in the eyes. "I'm taking the initiative to try to work things out with you, so you could at least listen to me." You bit down on your lip and yanked at your wrist, trying to free yourself from your grip.
"You lied to me. How is your 'initiative' supposed to change that?" you hissed at him, [eye color] orbs narrowing in pure anger. He shook his head, his chestnut locks simply swaying in dismay. His action seemed to be so condescending that it sent rage through you, giving you the strength to free your wrist from his grip. Faint red marks now marked where he held you, and his eyes widened in horror. You glanced at it before looking at him. "Don't act so surprised. You know your strength, don't you?" He winced back.
"Do you really think that we meant to do that?" Sully asked, his voice quiet yet angry. "We have been so goddamn desperate to talk to you that we just grabbed when we saw you. We miss you!"
"If you really cared about me, than you would not have lied to me!" You felt a faint stinging in the back of your eyes, which made you mentally curse.
Why should I feel any disregard? This is a form of betrayl, and I vowed to cut off anyone who has ties with lies like that. I don't want to care...
"I don't want to care," you whispered, looking down. Liu looked at you hopelessly, feeling the dread and hopelessness sinking in and hitting his bones. "I don't want to care about you! I don't want to feel this regret for trying to protect myself after your lies -- after your betrayl!" you suddenly yelled out. You started to feel your hands heat up with your anger, but you tried taking deep breaths. "Some times, I don't want this heart, you know." You slowly reached up and grabbed your shirt that was above your heart. "I don't want these scars and memories. I don't want to look at you and feel these sparks whenever I see those stunning eyes, those movements that make my heart skip a beat."
You began to bite down on your lip as warm tears started to spill over. Your breath was hitching here and there as you tried to hold back sobs. Your legs felt weak, which caused you to lean against something -- anything that you could that would support you. "Every action that you do, every word you speak, each one has more of a meaning than you understand." You paused as you caught your breath, looking down at your hand that was tightly holding onto your shirt. "I should have stayed away from love. After what happened to my family, I should have realized that anything like this was lowering my guard and armor."
"[Name]." He called out for you, even though it was only a whisper.
"I should have stayed defensive. This is a war larger than anything else that I have ever experienced, and I should have listened to my fears." You stared down at him. His emerald eyes were shimmering with tears that were threatening to fall and hit the floor's surface. They were pleading, begging for you to stop.
How naive of him. He is acting like I am saying these to attack and hurt him. I don't think that he is even understanding that I am saying these because I'm the one who is hurt; I'm the one who is bleeding from his negligence.
"I won't make the same mistake twice," you whispered before you turned around and walked upstairs in search for your sister. Liu was left at the foot of the stairs, his heart bleeding and crying from your defensive methods.
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"That didn't go as planned," Sully grumbled as he kicked a stone into the pond. A plop echoed through the empty woods. The sun had begun to set, painting the sky orange and purple through the dead trees before the night would fall, causing the scene to go from serene to ominous.
"No shit, Sherlock," Liu growled to himself uncharacteristically. I looked around as the cold air began to sting at his scarred skin.
These scars, Liu thought as he closed his eyes and placed his hand on one of his many scars that were on his face. These scars represent my past -- my life that was left behind in the fray. I'm never going to be able to forget about it. He paused and looked over at the small pond that was in front of him. What about [Name]? Have I given her so many scars that she is never going to recover? Is she going to wake up in the night, screaming and crying because I did something that she is never going to forget and move on from?
He began to bite down on his lip until a familiar metallic taste filled his mouth. Just like his face, the rest of his body had become covered in scars, and his lip was not spared either. He chewed on his lip every time something was on his mind. With him working for Slenderman and having another person to share his body with, there was rarely a time that went by that granted him to leave his lip be. As his mind drifted to scars and [Name], he now thought of how it must have been unpleasant to kiss him.
"What are we going to do?" he sighed aloud. Liu never actually needed to speak so he could communicate with Sully, but they both seem to have an understanding that it would probably be less creepy than just staring while they conversed in their head. Don't even ask him about if he ever stared at anyone absentmindedly. He always would get incredibly embarrassed about it.
"I wish I knew. Do I look like the man who knows how to calm down a pissed off woman?" Liu face-palmed.
"I can see why you're so popular with the ladies," he grumbled as he shook his head. "Come on, I need your help! I'm practically BEN here."
"Huh?"
"I'm drowning!" he shouted out. "I have no idea what to do about this, but I have to make this right! I don't know what I would do without her!" He paced back and forth, the shuffling he made deafening him to the man (or demon) that was sauntering up behind him.
"Now now~ you should know that you shouldn't talk about such tragedies here." Liu's eyes widened before he jumped around, grabbing his knife that was locked into its sheath on his belt. Zalgo was standing confidently in between two trees, a small smirk on his lips.
"What are you doing here?" the brunette growled angrily.
"Oh, lil' old me?" the demon asked innocently. He held back a large grin before he began to wander around. "Is it a crime to just wander through the woods during winter? It looks like we're going to get some snow, soon, so it's nice to see everything dead before the snow seems to give it new life."
"Don't play so innocent. We both know that it is against the rules for an Operator to enter another's territory unless they are invited!"
"And yet, Slendy seems to let Splendorman to wander in whenever his little old heart desires him to."
"Splendor gets his own form of punishment," Liu growled, his stance keeping defensive.
"Oh, come on! With all of that drama that you and your girlfriend have been cooking up, how could you expect me to keep away?" The words hit him like ice, and he went frigid. "Did I hit a nerve there~?" he purred happily. "You know, an Operator can choose the memories and emotions his or her Pr¤xy. Slendy could easily just let them slip away. We are most definitely strong, so don't think that you are on the same level as us."
Why are you telling me this? Jeff is the one with the God complex.
"I know he wouldn't do that," Liu said. "We're a family, and family doesn't pull that bullshit."
"Well, I'm not your family," Zalgo chuckled. "That [Name] girl has something special about her that you don't even understand. Her sister does, too. I guess it would make sense why Slenderman would be so intent on having the two of them working for him." He began to hum, seemingly not worrying and minding that fury was erupting in in Liu.
He charged, but the demon was able to sidestep and summon four demonic arms and hands, which grabbed him and roughly shoved him against a tree. "Now now, you are a wild one, aren't you?" the demon chuckled.
"I won't let you touch her," Liu growled, nothing but anger and rage pulsing through his sense.
"Let me touch her?" He began to smirk and leaned in, whispering to him, "See? I warned you not to think that you were on par with an Operator." The hands that were constricting Liu suddenly threw him into the pond, which was much deeper than he would has assumed. Once more, he was held down, but this time Zalgo had summoned something similar to tendrils that had wrapped themselves tightly around Liu. His eyes widened with panic, and he felt the ice-y cold water surround him. He began thrashing around -- or attempting to -- but it was no use.
The blurry image of the demon hovered above the water but slowly left. Liu and Sully began to attempt to swear and scream, but another tendril was wrapped about his mouth. It covered his mouth and nose, and after so many minutes, his limbs grew tired. His eyes grew heavy as his need for oxygen grew, and the last thing he saw before he passed out was light, white snow seemingly falling from the sky.