Chapter Five: Blood

Chapter Five �" Blood

 

My eyes opened and I groaned. Squinting, I notice at once it was mid-morning. My senses are slowly becoming aware as the minutes slowly pass by. Yet with each second, a screeching alertness floats. Something was wrong, very wrong.

Why did my body feel all sticky and wet?

And to my horror, I noticed blood �" everywhere.

On my elbows, I looked down at the ground and saw the puddle of blood. It mostly was dried and soaked into the ground, yet wet enough to leave pools of it behind. My clothes were drenched with the red essence of a life. My skin was crusted and slick.  And as I looked at my arms shocked, I concluded that the blood wasn’t mine, but who’s? And that’s when I noticed the ring on my finger.

What the hell? What is…?

My eyes widened. And that’s when I noticed the bodies. My father hung from a tree, no great real loss. Little by little, the reality of my situation came upon me as my eyes traveled to the body near my own.

Arms and legs bound with rope. The neck was torn open. Bruise beyond recognition. I immediately recognized the body as my mother. The practicality of my situation dawned on me. Both of my parents were dead yet the feelings I felt were not what a normal person should feel.

Grimacing, I stood and stared down at the body. My arm burned, fingers frozen. The pain was so intense, my vision began to blur. Staring blindly down at my hand, a light began to glow. The black ring was lightly glowing on my fingers. I attempted to pull the ring off but the damn thing wouldn’t come off.

One…

My eyes blurred.

Two…

Blood crusted my entire body.

Three…

I was beginning to lose all feeling.

Four…

Everything was moving and I think I am losing my mind.

 

I opened my eyes once again. The sun was high in the sky and the heat was scorching. My mouth tasted like metal. I wiped my mouth with my arm and stared down at the blood.

“What the…”

Why was there blood in my mouth?  Was it mine? Using my tongue, I felt the insides of my mouth and my lips. No cuts. And that’s when I noticed the body, my mother’s body under me.  Flesh missing from her neck and body. Bile rising in my throat, I flew onto my feet and stared down at horror at the corpse.

Did I…do this? I thought.

Shaking my head, I heard the sirens in the distance and then the shouting nearby. Without warning, I fled the scene, leaving my parents’ carcasses behind me and any feelings I might of have had for them.

Author's Note

written by amber.

Reviews

Good buildup. Like listening to music, it builds to ..........bam

[∂αʌ<..]

blood everywhere...i like the opening of this chapter..draws me in immediately!

[Bailey C. Writing]

Red essence of a life...I like how the blood was described as that.
Bruise beyond recognition. I immediately recognized the body as my mother.
....if it was bruised beyond recognition, how did he immediately recognize the body as his mother? :P
How dark and eerie. Nice chapter.

[Bellamorte]

'Bruise beyond recognition. I immediately recognized the body as my mother. '
it's beyond recognition... yet Mars recognised her? That makes no sense written like that. You could still say bruised beyone recognition, but there could be subtler things that make Mars realise it is his mother. For instance, a particular necklace or ring or whatever.

[CharlesMonroe]

This is really good :O a very dark, and interesting twist. It's sick but incrediblly ammusing at the same time. Great job (: