Running Sinless - Special Excerpts

Faquaris Traumatized

...As Nikko made his way to Fuerety, Faquari released his hand and watched him go with a small pang of loneliness that dissipated when Satan called his title.
"Come here grandson..."
Faquari looked back over his shoulder and tilted his head back innocently, watching his deceitful grandfather cautiously, " Dad says i cannot."
"You can," A strange version of a smile came to his lips, " Really, its okay..."
"I cant disobey him," Faquari mumbled, standing from the throne step to avoid Satan's blood cascading from the flight like a beautiful ruby fountain. He felt no threat from the dying man but the fact that he didn't like him clung to him. Why does he hate me? Why does he hate uncle Nikko? What did we do to him...Maybe Nikko demanded blood from him too...
"You want your father to die?"
Faquari whipped his head towards him quickly,"Well...no but I..."
"Then give me your hand..."
     A long look into his grandfathers red-gray eyes slightly lightened Faquaris disposition towards him. After all what could he do with Nikko and Fuerety there?
Timidly he held out his hand then snatched it back," No I ca-"
"Give me your hand now or I'll rip you in half you sinful little bastard!"
     Sapping away a large portion of the remainder of his energy, Satan summoned prominences of blue, white, and black which erupted in the shape of a massive dome around Faquari causing the six year old to freeze and turn to his uncle who appeared to be a dot from the top of Satan's throne, "Ni-"
"Dont call for help." Satan hissed maliciously, "I was hoping Nikko would kill you during your "training". The idea was never to help you...I wanted to get rid of you."
    "May I leave pl-"
"All of this," Satan laughed, growing closer to Faquaris still form," is your fault. Since the day of your birth Fuerety was damned! Your the reason he suffered! Your the reason Dyeanae is miserable! Your the reason that everyone here is DEAD!"
     Faquari backed down a step with each accusation until he was almost touching the fire, shaking his head vigorously.
"Dont shake your head, its all true! If you just died, everything would go back to normal. A world without you..and a world without pain."
     Despite the guilt, Faquari finally found his voice, "I dont want to die...Nikko said that I wont die and Fuerety-"
Satan fell into laughter in his face and pressed his hand to the top of his curly black head,"Ha, Ha! You moronic little fool! How trusting are you? You really think those people care about you? They-DONT-GIVE-A-FUCK. They've been acting under my orders the entire time...The entire time..."
     Fuerety, Akashita, Nikko, and Raima watched while Fuerety swore under his breath, "I didnt think he had that much energy still left in him...He's trying to psyche Faquari out..."
"What can we do?" Raima demanded.
"I cant do anything, but you...."
Raima listened to the sublt fade in his tone, "Nevermind dont talk."
     Satans laughter rang out again and Fuerety forced himself to stay concious, "Satan stop! Faquari get away from him!"
     The sound of Fueretys voice gave Faquari the link to reality he needed but before he could turn and run Satan snatched him back by his hair," Your not going anywhere!"
"You will," he cried through the smoldering flames," You are his...,"
     His word words fell deaf with the color in his eyes. Without warning he simply dropped on the steps face down clutching Faquaris dark hair in his own puddle of blood. Unlike the usual, Faquari did not notice the saphire liquid being absorbed into his robe, he just stared down at his reflection in the blood and felt clarity fill his mind. Satans death gave him his memories...but he no longer wanted them.
"I-I didnt do anything..."
     Raima doesnt want me to touch her...and...but its not my fault is it? did I do this? Why was I born? Why did my father leave me? Why am I...
     his stillness frightened Raima, and despite her disgust before, she made herself run to the child with Fuerety watching her from the ground. Faintly her voice echoed in the background of his mind but he was more concerned with his brothers. He rolled his head to stare at Daymians peacful and dirty face...
"Lord Faquari!"
Then across from him to Draenae. eyes open, seeing all seeing nothing. brows clenched...
"Are you alright?"
Akashita cowering in the corner, scared, ashamed. He didnt blame him...even in death...
"Lord Faquari I..."
Nikko looking observant, stoic. he couldve laughed.
"I love you and I'm sorry..."
Raima holding Faqauri and apologizing. Understanding, Copeing.
"Forgive me!"
Faquari silent as a sleeping infant, eyes locked on him in a sullen but dinstant haze. Realizing, Accepting...
"Faquari?..."
"Nikko," Fuerety sighed turning to his nephew," make sure he gows up...help Raima...and as much as I know Draenae would want to kill me for this...tell Azarna, and my sons I love them...and tell Kia...and Dyeanae...
"Faquari , what are you looking at...Oh no...Hes...Lord Feurety is gone... No..."