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Rated: 18+ · Chapter · Dark · #1750511
Humans are considered the smartest in the world with their superior mind . We were wrong.
         Chapter 2
(The misery)



Its been said that those who had done the right thing will be awarded by the people and will be welcomed to heaven with all these who did the same to stand as the god's right hand, but what is the right thing? Who have the power to judge humans own work? I have been thinking about it while the shadow soul was showing my mind to this dark road that he calls it …redemption. He was telling me the so called truth about my new religion and its true form and I tried to understand him, but I couldn’t find any thing that could at least make a slice of sense. I tried looking and calling for my conscious, but I couldn't find him to show me the right way. It appears that my conscious that is supposed to be by my side… had left me…all alone…just like my god. Maybe because he's on the people side to Despise me like the rest of them, but how long have he gone without noticing me. This offer... disagrees with every thing that had been taught to me. In fact, his words do make sense …that I should give in to my anger, to give this world a taste of its own medicine. He was moving in a circle while telling these so called lies surrounded my beliefs with it. The only thing on my mind is my mother and how I could relive her old life back, the life that she lived…before she mate father. And, the only way to do that is to give him my life…is it worth? I have to answer or this opportunity won't visit me again. When I tried to answer, I had this feeling of righteousness to say the remedy that I have been told to say." NO, I couldn’t accept your offer. All that you have been telling me is just a lie and I mustn’t listen to you, its just not right "I said. Although I didn't meant any word that I said, but it felt… the right thing. Because when you think about it, how all the people that tells the opposite could be wrong… that’s impossible. He laughed, Applauded, and said "HEHEHEHEHE WELL DONE human, you have done the right thing in front of your own god and your people, and of course you have done it for a good reason, right? Like you're going to be blessed by everyone and defiantly you'll please your god, right? Oh, and then you're salvation will appear and your dreams will come true … right? ... Right? ...RIGHT? "The soul said. My words must have made him angry …does it mean that much to him? The lost soul headed to the dark wall turning his back on me… just like my conscious, and said "you did the right thing, listening to the peoples voice while you submitted your mother and your self lives" then he vanished. I still couldn’t feel safe after he left for a while. I was standing in my place telling my self that I made the right thing, and I didn’t notice that time was running fast. After I awaken from my stressful moment , I went to my bed just like nothing happened …sweating, and I kept telling myself that it's over and I did the right thing …, right?




Next morning, I have been awaken up by my stepfather telling me that’s the god messenger had called us. I didn’t want to open my eyes for two good reasons. One, the messenger words are boring and he always is talking about one darn thing…listening to every word he says because that our god wish. And two, I didn’t want to see my stepfather really freaking face. I waited until he left the room to prepare our breakfast. Then I opened my eyes to this world…again. I stood up one more time to live my useless life. I did remember something when I was sitting on the edge of the right side of the bed. I remembered the offer that I rejected that could have changed my life forever. I didn’t what to walk with my stepfather so I sneaked out of the window and went alone. I walked until I reached the holy house of the messenger. It was a good thing that it was near my house, or I might get in trouble by those unpleasant humans. I saw all of town people getting inside and I did notice the chief was one of them. I didn’t want him to see me or he might bring the trouble that I was worrying about, so I waited until everyone went inside. Beside, everyone will be looking at me with their so called normal faces and when I say normal I mean hateful. Even though they hate me, they won't do anything .its not because of me. It's because they didn’t want to make the messenger angry. I waited until they all went inside then I went near the house. I only stayed out side the house looking throw the window. Then, I saw throw the window ,and throw the people a blast of blue fire raised from the ground throw the roof enlightening the room with the people with it , and his image appears inside the fire .this is one of the so-called miracles of the messenger. He was wearing a dark blue cloak with gold patterns scattered all over him. He started talking, but I couldn't able to hear him since the window is close well. I tried to put my ear on the glass in intention of hearing him like am suppose to do .and, I heard "…Hear me……..our god is not satisfied……….he needs………for his satisfaction……….his punishment…….obey me and you will obey him". I couldn’t hear much, but I did hear a loud sound from small monster jumping on my window scaring the hell out of me with his scary funny face. I looked at him seeing his ridicules face changing his face into a more ridicules one. I realize something important. I realize that I don’t need to be here. What good of me if I just sate here and only listen to meaningless words. I couldn’t just set with them and act like they are my people because they …aren’t. Their beliefs are not like main. I realized this after I looked at the messenger. Then I turned my back on my holy place to see my mother. I didn’t want to be in a place where everyone loved me. And their love does hurt. This a good time for me to see my mother since most of the villagers are in the holy house, expect the guards who are suppose to do their job. That way I could avoid trouble and at least enjoy what's left of my life. I walked throw the path that I always use to visit my mother. And, every time I seem to forget my way, but I always remember it again after when I see this strange Lilac point cat looking at me every time I past by. I watched him before in a remote place, but he was sleeping, licking him self, or do like any normal cat would. But, when I came by, it just drops what ever its dose and it just keep looking at me. I wonder why?



Living my life like is supposed to. I don't know what might the future would bring, but that’s what we humans live for. I believed in that before, but after what happened to me… I just wished that I was died. I reached my mothers small disgusting house hopping to see here state. I sate in front of the cell like I always do. And again, she asked me how am I doing and how well is my stepfather? I told here that am living on …like I always do, and I didn’t answer the question about my stepfather. "Mother, I brought you some bread if you want. It could help in your agony" I told my mother. "Keep it. You need it to keep strong and handsome "she said it with a smiling face. "Beside, I couldn't eat anything after they used some kind of a new treatment on me" said my mother. "But mother, look at you. You're thinner than a small stick .you should eat some thing…any thing" I said it with a worried conscious .then after when she looked at the bread she whispered to here self "am going to miss the taste of bread". I looked at here with a pity look wishing here a better life. Then I noticed out side that the people are gathering at the center of the city, and they are gathering for their entertainment …a massacre!! That’s how the people enjoy them self at that time. its so much fun seeing people lose their last breath ,and I bet that the most fun part of it all when the victims faces turn blue and their eyes turn red…seeing images of hell every moment their eyes become redder. I ask my self "who's going to die today? Who cares, it's properly one of these criminal next to us". I didn’t care about it and I sate once again next to may mother. Then she asked me "what's wrong Sarakiz? There seemed to be some thing disturbing you". "It's noting mother, their just going to execute some group of people again. They properly broke the rules or something"." Ya… you properly right" she said while lowing here head down. Then I asked my question, that has the same value of the question meaning of life." mother, please tell me. Why did you fell in love with him? Please…tell me" I said with a dispread voice .then,"…all right…ill tell you…" said my mother. My face turned up side down and so happy that she would answer my question of life. She said "it's … because…it's because of" before she had the chance to talk we where interrupted by the jail guard. "Marry, its time" said the guard. Then I looked at him and I said "What do you mean?" .then I looked at my mother and asked "What does he mean mother?" with a terrified voice I asked. I saw her lowering her head. Then, I asked again, but this time with a louder voice "MOTHER, what the hell DOES he mean??"."Am sorry …Sarakiz, please don’t make this be a burden on you "said my mother. After the look on her face I know it" No mother, you said that you're in prison for the rest of your life…YOU Didn’t Said That They will EXECUTED YOU" I said." Am sorry…" my mother said .Then…my drama… begins. The guard opens the cell gait and takes my mother from the hand pulling here out of here cell. I refused here destiny and try to grab his hand. The guard then punished me in the face dropping me on the ground. I wake up and yield my mother name" MARRYYYY !!" .The guard then went throw the door taking my mother with him. I yield NO while running throw the same door that they went throw .after that, I saw my mothers hands being chained with the other prisoners like dogs. I run to her and I tried to talk to my mother "MOTHER, please tell me this isn’t happening …MOTHER". "GET LOST KID" the guard ordered me while pushing me away. "PRESINERS, MOVE" the prison keeper yield .they start moving out side the jail, and I couldn’t yell any more so… I whispered …hoping for god to hear me. And there it was, the prisons moving out side one by one and I was behind them … watching. While they were getting out side, the people where throwing every bit of useless thing a man could imagine on them…and on her .their were also shouting from their hearts, although I doubt that they have one. I moved behind them shocked that this is happing so fast. I wished that I had said some thing, but I only sate their watching here doom. They reached the stage, claiming it stairs with the rope ring waiting to consume some new victims. They lined up group by group executing all the prisoners ending with them all their crimes. Seeing all this made me crazy. I began to hallucinate. I began to see all these people around me laughing like monsters feeding their need of hunger. I even imagined the most ridiculous things. I imagined that all the lined prisoners where actors with there customs and all .they painted there faces with black and white like a strange clown playing a silence theater act, and they were lined like it's the end of the show. Except my mother, I saw here by here true self. And the chief, who is suppose to give a speech to the people satisfying them was some kind a musician playing on an instrument. And then…they began. They executed one group followed by the other ending the line by the life. I made a step forward by each group fallen to there hell ... I began running and pushing aside the people in front of me trying to reach my mother .I reached the front line seeing the death angle Placing the necklace on my mother, Making her stand on the chare of death. I start seeing my mother sad face looking at …only me. She moved her lips …taking to me. And I noticed, they are getting closer and closer. Then I saw my mother. I didn’t understand any word she said, but I only understood the last three words…I Love You…she whispered. He started with the first…ending with it the last and I started seeing every life he takes by only … removing the chare beneath them. It's so simple yet so affective. Kicking every chare until, he reached the small string of my happiness. And I saw him moving his leg slowly as it seemed to me, seeing my mother tear falling down. The chare has been kicked …and my mother tear and body start fallen. And my string of happiness is started to break. The tear contained to drop half way to fall and the rope is strangling my mother. The lifeless is taking the soul of the life full, and my mother's life … had ended with her tear reaching the ground while cutting my string. I started looking at her and I called my mother while my tears start falling. And then, began my string of sadness and this is only the beginning. Am seeing her, strangled like that in the air…with blue face… flying with the other prisoners …is a nice view compare to their lives, Then… its starts raining. I fell to my knees…on my wet agony while the people started going home satisfied with all of the victims. I sate on my knees died and seeing the coupes being moved into a big hole. A large graveyard was made for all the prisoners like one big happy family. I saw them under the rain being swing like a dumpster bag by two devils and thrown in their new home. I didn’t move for a long time thinking and blaming my self for what happed to her. If I just wasn’t born maybe things would turn out better. I couldn't recognize my tear drops from the rain. They became one…beautiful isn’t it? After a while the rain drops are number and someone dear to me stood behind me. It was Chak with his friends. "WOW that was really fun watching all of the executing, and the most enjoyable part was seeing Sarakiz s mother dying .HAHAHA" said Chak while chapping his hands. I start building my own anger …by my own hands…burning my soul. "Hey guys, did you remember the part when she cried. HA, she was such a cowered. I rather see a thief stealing food than seeing Sarakiz s mother, HAHAHA" said Chak then all of his friends start laughing at my …, at my honor…, and at my mother's innocent soul. Then he said "now, the god is satisfied with all of the scarified that the messenger asked us to do. Especially Sarakiz s mother "said Chak. Then, I started getting up from my agony turning toward them. Then I ran…like I never ran before. I ran like a stupid beast that only has the intension of killing, and I tried to punish the hell out of me him…but of course I failed. He kicked in the face dropping me on the ground. My mouth is filled with the bleed of my soul. Then while I was down he punched my in the face breaking my skull. And, they just started to kick me. they all start kicked me, punishing, hurting me, killing my soul, remanding me of my mothers suffering ,suffocating me, and all that for one purpose…making my small string of sadness into a rope. They kick me over and over again, until… they felt tried.
”Come on guys, lets leave this orphan with his dead mother …alone" said Chak while walking away and laughing. I stood there for some time relieving my agony from all this physical pain. I tried to get up and go home, but it was too hard. Then an angel from heaven came to me. The rain stops and Sear came. "Sarakiz, what happen to you?" she said it while she was running to me worried. "You're bleeding" she said with her hands on her face. Then she immediately ripped out some of her cloths, and started cleaning my wounds."please, leave it" I said." What are you saying? You're bleeding, and you need help "said Sera."WOMAN, LEAVE…it" I said it with a terrifying voice. Sear felt scared and then I stood up and just started walking. I noticed that someone is seeing all of this from a near place. A Lilac point cat watching every thing happen, and we saw each other in the eye until I past by.








I reach my house hurting and bleeding I was. I went in the house, on the stairs, and into my room closing my room lightly .and, I just waited on the bed .waiting on and on for a friend of main to come. It's like a child waiting for Santa to come. I waited until it reaches don and …he came…the dark soul. He was laughing at first, but then he asked me "HAHAHA, how did you know that I would come again? It's not like my offer was waiting for you" said the dark soul." you know what's strange? That I have known that you would "I said with a light voice. The dark soul smiled and said "so, what your answer after what happened to your poor mother. Aren't your angry? It's your entire fault that she died. If only you accepted me she might live now between us, but hey, you made your choose .is it worth it? HEHEHE" said the dark soul. I didn’t say anything because every word he said … is true. "Accept me Son of Adam, and we both can change all of this. They will switch turns with you. Enslave them, all of them. Be their god .make them suffer like what they done to you and your mother. Don't make the same mistake …twice. I look at him in the eyes without fear and I said "Sure, why not" then I smiled the same smile that he gave me. Then we put our hand in front of each other and the preparation begins. Today, ninety prisoners lost their soul, one innocent mother lost her life for one man, and a new criminal was born …bringing with him…Kaffer.
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