What Lies Beyond... [Sideline Nero x Aralynne]

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What Lies Beyond... [Sideline Nero x Aralynne] Dec 15, 2014 10:49:10 GMT -5

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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2014 10:49:10 GMT -5

The fight was grueling. All the training he had ever done was supposed to of prepared him, but he felt like a colt leaving his mothers side for the first time and encountering a cougar. Afraid, alone, and fighting for his life. The battle had taken a lot out of him, and the bachelor he was against now was large and had more energy. Nero couldn't of dodged. His opponents teeth sank into his neck, ripping back and causing warm life to pour forth. The red fluid mixed with the rain and mud that was clinging to his coat and caused him to weaken. The assailant went onto his next victim and the grey stallion struggled to keep his feet. It wasn't long until he was on his knees, coughing small ref drops into the muck and gasping for his breath. Darkness encroached on his vision, and his legs gave way, leaving the huge form to splash into the mud. The fighting grew quieter and bright flashes of lightning brightened the retreating bodies as Nero's eyes went dark.

It was warm, and bright. The sun was out and he was in a field of wildflowers. The silver wood? How could he? "Nero!" The familiar voice caused his young ears to perk upright. His childish frame stood erect, searching for the source of the voice. "Nero!" The foal whipped around and saw them. His mother and father, looking young and vibrant, how he remembered them as a young foal. His father was strong, and tall, standing proudly next to his pale mother. She wasn't withered and weak as Nero had last seen her, but full and her eyes were bright with life. Tears sprung to the foals eyes as he leapt forward, racing toward them. Oh how he had missed them. He wanted nothing more to be with them, but suddenly they were fading. "No! Please! Don't go!!" the child cried, forcing his wobbly legs faster. "We love you Nero," his mothers soothing voice rang through the trees as they began to melt away. "But not yet."

A bright light flashed and pain sprang from his forehead. Nero gasped for breath as water as far as the eye could see smothered him. Lightning flashed across the dark sky, illuminating each wave as they battered his young, frail form. "Mo-!" Another wave cut out his cry, forcing water down his throat. The foal coughed, breaking the surface again just as another wave stuck. He fought, but the water kept pulling him deeper and deeper into it's dark depths. Red mixed with the stormy sea, escaping from his face where a pain worse than any he had ever felt throbbed deeply in his skull. His small body weakened and he choked on the fluid that was flowing into his body. This wasn't the end. It couldn't be the end. Could it?

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What Lies Beyond... [Sideline Nero x Aralynne] Dec 15, 2014 18:42:48 GMT -5

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Post by RusticLass on Dec 15, 2014 18:42:48 GMT -5

Chaos had fallen. Three herds, come together on this field of battle. From all sides there lay wounded, and from all sides there lay dead. The pale mare had managed to keep her distance thusfar from the thick of the fighting, hugging the outskirts of the muddied battle grounds. Her soft, cream colored feathers were matted with mud, and a steady stream of rain water dripped from her stubborn curly locks. The thin form moved between those laying injured, and she made no distinction between herds as she went, trying to ease the pain of all she came too. . . It had been hard for Aralynne to come back here, to the land of the herd that had held her captive for so many years. A quiver went down her spine at the thought. Where would she be if she hadn't been rescued?

With a shake of her mane, water cascaded into the air as she tried to erase the thoughts, returning her focus to her work. She had been a healer for nearly three years now, and her precision was growing slowly but surely, as was her compassion and stomach for all things ill and gruesome. To say that it no longer bothered her would be a gross understatement, but she had learned to handle it effectively enough. . . Tears were often shed in secret later, where no one could question her strength. For this, she needed to be strong. . . for the herd that had at last given her a safe home.

The mage passed by another cold corpse slowly, a single tear rolling down her cheek. All of these lives, wasted. . . thrown away for the sake of this-this war! Aralynne did not understand it, and it was possible that one as peaceful as she could not. All she saw was destruction. Pointless death in the midst of-

Wait. Ice-colored gaze passed over a smoky grey form laying on its side in the mud. A gasp rocked her lithe form and Aralynne loosed an agonized shriek into the foggy rain-filled sky. "No!" she cried, allowing all of her built up emotions to come crashing forth in one instant. She was running towards him, leaping over another fallen form to get tot he side of her dear friend. "No, by the unicorns, no!" Sobs rocked her sides as she found him, blood pouring from a gash in his neck and sides. For a moment she could not breath as the weight of this discovery crashed into her. "Nero!" she called desperately, lowering her muzzle to his. "Nero! Nero, please! Please don't do this! Please don't leave me-" Please!

Ever so gently, she lay down beside him, lifting his head to rest on her leg, trying to extend his airways as he gasped to breath. "It's okay, Nero, I'm here. I'm going to take care of you."

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What Lies Beyond... [Sideline Nero x Aralynne] Dec 15, 2014 20:12:41 GMT -5

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Darkness. It enveloped him. Was he a him? Was there anything outside of the darkness? It was strangling, and he felt alien in it somehow. Like he didn't belong. The cold was torturous. It pulled at his muscles and ached in his lungs. His head was on fire, but it wasn't a hot fire. It was cold and broiling. As if someone had turned his very blood to ice in his veins. Blood... so he was a living creature? Was there life? What was beyond the darkness? He felt like he should know. Like he was forgetting something. Something incredibly important. But what? What could be so important but still escape him so completely? It was so confusing. Perhaps... perhaps he would just stay here. Sure it was painful and cold and dark, but it was something. That was when he felt it. Loneliness. Could he be lonely? Was he allowed? Certainly death wasn't allowed to be lonely. Was he...?

A light... it called to him. His name? That's right. His name was Nero. And he was, or at least had been a living creature. He felt himself falling through the darkness, and it only hurt worse as he fell. Did he want to fall? The further he fell the worse it hurt. But her voice got louder. She sounded so sad and afraid. Wait, she was afraid. Was something going to happen to her? The stallion felt the sudden urge to be there, to protect her. But how could he from this dark expanse? Should he just accept it? This lonely existence. Perhaps there were others here who needed his help, just as lost as he was. Perhaps his parents where here. No... they weren't. He had seen them. Then... he wasn't dead? Was this an in between? Did he have to fight to go back? Did he want to go back?

"Please!" Soft blue eyes turned back to the voice, the small light that was in front of him. She was so bright, like nothing he had ever seen. Could he leave her...? "Please don't leave me!"

A sharp cough caused clotted blood to force itself out of his airway. The stallion wheezed, his sides rising rapidly as he tried to get air into his lungs. Nero continued gasping until his head began to throb and his vision became less clouded. Bloodshot eyes looked up at the mare. He was tired. So tired. And his body hurt everywhere. His joints felt frozen and heavier than logs. It felt as if water was rushing around his skull, causing him to feel queasy. And his lungs were on fire. But there she was. Lying next to him in the mud, rain falling all around them as the sky burst open with lightning. Nero tried to lift his head.

"A.. Ara...?" His skull felt heavy and it fell back onto the mares knees as he grew even more tired. His body went from being completely still to shivering violently. The mud was slick and stained red with... it must be his own blood. Nero's mouth felt dry and his throat begged for water, but he was so tired. Heavy lids begged to be shut, to force out to world and go back to the darkness. He almost felt ready to oblige them.