Game Of Death

Precious Life

Mukri's Point Of View

Heavily laying on my purple eyes, I heard the mysterious laughter of a dark voice hovering over in the corner. With what little strength I had, I lifted my eyelids up and glared at the dark demon slowly taking away Karuka's breath. Someone help her! Markus, why aren't you saying anything?

Moving my eyes a little distance away, I noticed Adrienne and Alice hovering over Danni trying to wake her up. Adrienne and Alice are the only ones who are not injured, so I guess only the injured are able to see her.

Tears ran down Karuka's face as well as Markus' face. Such a cute couple being ripped apart. Looking up at Hatto, I noticed his eyes were closed, and his breathing was low. Still, even though Hatto held me tight, I still felt his blood drip onto my body. Hatto, such a goof.

Looking at Karuka, my mind focused on someone to save her. Then, a bright light being ran into the dark demon. The light's bright black haired ran down her back as her white dress blew on her pale skin. Who could it be trying to save us?

Glaring closer at the girl, I realized the bright blue eyes darting at the dark demon. Mary! She came to save us. Mary ran at the dark demon punching the demon in the face. The demon fell to the ground hissing at Mary, and then, the demon disappeared into thin air.

Looking at Mary, I watched as she turned around at all of us and smiled saying, "Stay alive, my friends." I watched as she disappeared while rain fell down from the sky. Finally, I can rest. Closing my eyes, I laid on Hatto feeling warm as the cold rain pounded on my face.

Aleasha's Point Of View

Darkness grew around me like a fury of fire. I couldn't see or feel anything around me. Was I dying? No. I was in a place where darkness reigned, and no one could save me but myself.

Was it really my time to go? Could I die here? Why here?! I felt my mind panic, but I couldn't feel anything. Even though I was surrounded in darkness, I still felt peace.

When I did awake, I heard people yelling at me. ALEASHA! ALEASHA! My name being roared at me over and over, but I didn't want to wake up. The darkness felt so comfortable and relaxing like it was meant for me.

I guess the doctors didn't agree with what I wanted. So, when I awoke or thought I awoke, I was surrounded in a hospital room. Walking out of the room, something felt different. My abdomen was not in terrible pain anymore. I mean looking down at it, it was perfectly ok. Walking around, I saw a nurse run into my room.

"Excuse me, where are my friends?" I tried saying, but she ignored me like I wasn't there. Turning around, I noticed I wasn't. Laying on the bed, I saw my painful body slowly breathing. Tubes were covered all on my body as an I.V. gave me some liquid, and a monitor watched my heart rate.

"This poor girl. Her parents are going to hate seeing her in a coma like state." said the nurse watching the monitor. COMA? But, how am I here? This is like some crazy thing people see in movies.

Then, I heard it. My parents bursted through the door and kneeled down beside my body. The normal dark hated expression covering my father's face had turned into a caring upsetting appearance. He held my hand as tears ran down his pale face.

My mother's upsetting wale covered the entire hospital as she screamed, "Aleasha, please come back to me. Don't leave me. I'm sorry." My mother had tears exploding from her blue eyes.

Father placed his large hand to my face and started caressing my pale face as tears ran down his face. "Please. I'm sorry. We should of known something had happened. We should of went looking for you. My little girl. Why would someone do this!?" Father yelled.

"Sweetie, if you can hear mommy, please don't leave us. Everything will be ok. You just can't leave us! I wouldn't know what I would do!" Mother said stroking my bloody hair.
"My sweet daughter..Daddy said he would protect you..I have failed as a father. I vow I will find who did this to you!" Father holding my hand.
"Too late, dad. They are dead." I said even though he can't hear me.
"I remember the day I had you. You had the most beautiful blue eyes." Mother crying.
"And I told your mother we should name you SilverRose. Noble. Kind. Beautiful." Father crying.
"Then, I told him what if she gets made fun of? So, we called you Aleasha SilverRose." Mother laying her head into the hospital bed.
"Such great memories. Please don't let them be over! Please!" Father holding my hand tighter.
"Life would be just empty without our little girl. You can't just leave! Why is this happening!" Mother yelled.

Mother. Father. For years, I thought they didn't care. That no matter what I did they would not care, but they are showing sadness. I thought the times they scolded me, took things away, or did anything that hurt me, I thought they really hated me that they wanted a different and better daughter than me.

"I remember the day you asked for those blue streaks.. I laughed in your face because I thought it was a joke.. Then, you came home with them in your hair.. I was so mad. I overreacted. You just wanted to be different. Now, blood covers the beauty you worked so hard to achieve." Mother stroking my hair.
"I remember threatening to cut it off when I found out. You started crying. I'm so sorry..please forgive my behavior. I will change! Just come back to me!" Father cried.

I wanted to die. To leave. Now, I just want to wake up! Why can't I wake up? Wrapping my arms around my mother's blonde hair, I realized she couldn't feel me. The worst feeling right now is knowing I am alive, but that I couldn't tell them.

Glaring over my body, I felt a tear running down my transparent skin. I was going to get back into my body no matter what. I tried and tried to wake up, but nothing would work. Why? Why can't I just wake up? Why?!