Chapter Three-The Death

    Death, I never completely understood it. Nor have I ever believed it would change me, claim me for its own. Yeah, sure I knew one day I would die. How I would die, I wasn't sure but I always believed it would be an o.k. death. But sometimes death sneaks up behind you and strikes. Sometimes it will prove you wrong, destroy your happiness, and cloud your judgment. Sometimes it will drag you with sharp, painful claws into the ice cold depths of sorrow and loneliness.  For some reason it enjoys the world's suffering. Never in my life would I have thought that death would help me. Pain me, scar me, reveal my true identity, I really don't care.   Death claims those close to you and sends you into an uncharted place within your hurting heart.                                                That's what death does, even if It helps you or not.
     So I watched death today. In my head, in my heart, in my soul I watched it. It came forward so slow and went away so quick. A deadly opponent death is. Sadly you never truly realized how precious life is in till it arrives. How beautiful everything around you is, how much your heart loves those it wants to take, how much you never noticed, how badly you became blinded.
Amaya stumbled backwards, her mouth slightly opening as she gaped at the man. He looked back her, his eyes edging, almost begging her to try to scream. Don't Amaya, don't scream. I watched in terrorizing horror as her chest rose in her attempts to, even though inside I was screaming in protest.
     The man shot forward, startling me and Amaya as his free hand shot out gripping Amaya's mouth, the other whipping the blade so fast to her smooth neck she barley had any time to react. Amaya's muffled protest caused him to crackle in amused laughter.
     "NO!" my mind screamed as my whole body quivered. Tears started to stream down my pale cheeks as Amaya stared at me longingly, begging. "I can't move! Help someone come and help us!" my mind screamed. My body was paralyzed in fear; my insides seem to fall apart in a mass of fear and confusion.
    The man glared and me, his penetrating gaze was calculating. Why would he watch me like that? "Why are you here?" he growled at me, "Why do you insist to roam this earth, taking the lives of beings away?"
    Huh? My mouth fell open in confusion. My head spun, making me sickly dizzy. My whole body ached, my muscles felt tensed and my heart sputtered frantically against my ribs.
    "TELL ME!" he roared, his eyes flashing, reflecting a wild crazed inner fire. I winced, more tears flowing down my face, my head swirling, my vision becoming blurred. I was so confused.
    "I don't know," I whispered, my voice hoarse.
    "Hmm?" he growled, bending closer to me.
    "I don't know." My voice cracked as I whimpered at his searing gaze.
    Amaya whimpered against his hand. The man snapped his head to come face to face with her fresh tears. "Am I hurting you?" he sneered. Amaya responded in another tortured whine. Sneaking a quick glance and me, he smiled. Pulling the blade away slowly he ushered one laugh before he directed the shinning silver towards Amaya's frightened heart.
    There comes a time in your life when you realize that everything is going to change. Either it happens when you're very young or right before you die, who knows but there is a time. Unfortunately I had that time of change come early and through a tragedy. Later on I truly knew why it happened, but when it did my life ended. Or so I had thought.
    "Now it's my turn to give you suffering, as you did to me!" The man roared. Thrusting the blade backwards Amaya screamed. I screamed, and so my bloodcurdling scream mingled with hers filled with agony, creating a nightmare like melody. As the rose colored blood spilled, painting the floor with pain and lost, I cried and Amaya died. The man laughed, Amaya fell and I cracked. My resolve started to burn. My fear evaporated. And soon my destiny was realized. Weird how death gave my life meaning, isn't it?