Very Unfinished

Her stomach ached. It was not an all-around ache, but a straight line across her middle. She opened her eyes and, at first, there was only darkness. Her eyes darted back and forth in panic, wondering if she had gone blind. 1

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, she knew she was wrong. The ache in her stomach became a searing pain as the memory of what had just happened tried to surface. No matter how hard it tried, the memory could not surface. She calmed down and tried to think about who she was and what had just happened.2

Then it hit her; she had no clue who she was. She didn't even know what her name was. She began to panic again, and searched her mind for any memory. There were none before opening her eyes. Panic overtook her and she began to scream. Her scream seemed to crack the darkness, and an angry red light spilled forth from the crack.3

Horror overtook her as the light made her shudder and nearly vomit. She stared into the light and tried to remember how she knew it and why it scared her so much.4

"Hello, Sharra. So good to see your back," said a voice that invoked both fear and anger in her heart. Or, at least, she thought it was her heart.5

She growled at the voice. She couldn't see anything but the angry light. She finally realized that there wasa nothing in the darkness but the light. She ignored the horror and reached toward the light, trying to escape the nothingness.6

As she reached, she became aware that she had no true physical form. She was the essence of herself, constantly changing shape. Part of her essence was what reached for the light, not an arm with a hand attached.7

Sharra stared, horrified, at the wispy form that was her body.8

And she finally realized that she was dead. That was the only explanation for this form that was only essence. She screamed and would have cried if she had a body. Her memories flooded back into her mind.9

Seed. Seed had killed her. Cut her right in half. Their fight had been a horrible failure, the worst in her life, and had cost her her life. She was dead and she couldn't get over. The worst part was, she was dead for the second time.10

"No, no, no, no! I became a witch for power! I became a demon for eternal life and youth! I can't be dead AGAIN!" Sharra screamed.11

"Yes. And your sould belongs to Hell because you made a pact for power. Now you wll be stuck forever."

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  • Orimis
    August 13

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    Poor Sharra

    I loved this idea and the scene in general, but I feel that it's lacking, somehow.

    Expand on her emotions, her memories, her anger...

    Of course, I figured you'd be doing that anyway, what with the in-progress status.