The seconds ticked by, the silence was ominous, the only sound was the soft thuddin of hearts one fainter than the other. Looking back it was such a playful thing to do.
Looking out the window, staring down at all, everyone always looked right past like he wasnt dere, some stared for a second then decided he was just moody but they shldve known she was all he had left. Had they looked a little deeper, were they jst a little less shallow the darkness they saw now would be non existent but they were ignorant content in their hubris. It all didnt matter... for them anyway. As he looked down at them all the hatred flared, walking round with noses held high the pride.... the pride he was gonna give em the fall it was decided. With each new step he kept reconsidering but his concience was non-existent, prob in a coma. As he reached the door, he remembered all he shared with her all the memories, a tear dropped to the wooden floor his eyes were misty he sat lookin at the tear dry up. He saw brilliant white, He looked up the resolve returned he was gonna avenge her even if it killed him, his eyes had lost all hope far as he was concerned his only hope was in the darkness. His reflection scared even him, gone were his onyx eyes replaced by red. He knew he was gonna die he needed the anger.
He walked out the door and the rest was history, he woke up sprawled in the cornor of the room in the shadows, the two heartbeats still goin, faintly he wondered why there were 2 heartbeats when there were 3 people in the room he listened for a minute there was a last heartbeat no it was too weak to call a heartbeat, he wondered why it was so faint and whose it was he felt something wet beneath him, then he started sinking into the darkness. He chuckled softly "so d last heart was mine im bleeding too" that explains the wetness. Amazing how clear everything seemed he was dying, All his memories all his friends seemed a distant part like they werent his memories at all. He looked through his only working eye at the man with the second faint heart, at least he avenged her, the one with the third heartbeat stood near him a bloody sword in one hand and... was that an eye. O thats why only one eyes working he thought guess i wont be needing it anyway. He looked once more at his daughters killer a smile crossed his lips, n he went into the light. karin ... i'm almost there. END
30 mins not too bad again it aint bout me jst felt like writin it.