Chapter 157 - Regret And Sorrow Part 1
* Hoang - Run Back To You (feat. Alisa) *
Shaking in her white and blue hospital blanket, Lizzy\'s eyes sparkled as tears ran down her cheeks.
"Sammy… Liam… I killed… I\'ve killed so many people!! Blood! All I see is blood!" She cried. "Help, please! Help me… I can\'t stand this!"
She\'s been crying like this ever since she has woken up a few hours ago, unable to withstand the regret and guilt stirring in her veins.
Holding her head between her hands and crying even louder, she could feel her stomach screaming at her and squeezing her body as a bitter taste assaulted her mouth.
Running to the washroom and throwing up, surprisingly, or maybe not so much, she didn\'t have anything in her stomach.
Before she had taken her own life, a while back, she had deprived herself of food and water.
As a matter of fact, she would have already been dead if it wasn\'t for that old lady injecting her the power of the Dark, or rather, the power of Entropy.
That power required some conditions to be met in order for it to be activated, and one of those conditions was for Lizzy to die. As of now, she wasn\'t exactly dead or alive as her body was mainly composed of black matter.
\'Why… Why am I still alive after killing myself? Is this hell? How did I end up here?\' she thought to herself in confusion and pain, unable to speak. \'Was I born in hell to start with? Why haven\'t I moved on? Where are you Sammy? Liam?… I need you… I need someone, please, anyone…\'
Watching all of that unfolding were the man in the white suit and Ian.
Unlike before, the man in the white suit was actually way smaller than before.
Instead of a man, he was similar to a young kid in appearance, with a very tiny body. If someone was to trap him in a glove, it would fit him perfectly.
Standing on Ian\'s shoulder, he had a grumpy look on his face. \'What happened? Where the f*CK is my mistress?\' he asked himself, not knowing what to do.
The girl in front of him looked nothing like his mistress in terms of attitude and power, event hey she looked identical in appearance.
"Hey you, orange boy" he called out to Ian. "Where\'s my mistress? Why do I feel her aura coming out of that pitiful human looking thing?" He asked while pointing towards Lizzy.
"Ah, she\'s your mistress." He sighed, not knowing if he should keep following her now that she could not access her powers freely.
During the last battle. A fragment of one of the archons has asked him to repair the destruction caused by the girl. Of course he would not have done it for free.
In return, he came to know more about the archons. And from what he\'d learned, this girl and the crimson-purple haired girl both were in possession of archon fragments.
What came as a surprise was that he himself had one. But it did indeed explain quite a bit of his circumstances, so it all made sense.
Noticing the door opening, Lizzy who was washing her face saw crimson-purple hair swaying in the wind of the open window.
Realising that the girl she was fighting was in front of her, wearing a similar blue hospital gown just like hers, she fell on the ground, unable to look her in the eyes.
Crying silently, she closed her eyes and covered her mouth to avoid screaming. \'Please kill me…\' she wished in her mind.
Taking a look inside the room, Raven closed the door behind her and wrapped the room in her aura to isolate sound from escaping.
She had made sure Maria was still asleep in her room so she didn\'t want to alarm her.
Noticing the tiny doll-sized kid in the white suit and realising he was the same man that was serving the girl in the dark dress, she narrowed her eyes.
Snapping her fingers, dark tentacles extended out of his own shadow, constraining him and bringing him closer to her.
Ian only watched since he made sure to always stay neutral. His main job was to observe, not fight.
"Mis- mistress… would you be so kind and give me some power?" He stuttered as he couldn\'t do anything without Lizzy\'s powers.
"What\'s your name?" Raven asked in a cold voice.
"I am-" before he could answer, Raven squeezed him hard enough for his body to explode in her hand.
Containing the tiny fragments of black slimy liquid forming his body in a mana bubble, she watched as they all reattached to each other, regenerating his body.
"Didn\'t you ask-" he tried to argue, but he found himself unable to move his mouth as he felt a dangerous aura being emitted by the crimson-purple haired girl.
Looking at him with a cold sadistic smile, Raven suddenly had so many ways to torture the creature in her hand.
What followed for the next ten minutes or so was Lizzy still crying silently on the ground, unable to move her body from the sickening feeling she had, especially now that she was in the presence of the one she had been fighting against.
On the other hand, Raven was enjoying herself squishing the doll-like creature periodically in five seconds intervals.
Getting bored after a while, she looked at the dark haired girl on the ground.
A small part of her felt bad for her. But on the other hand… BOOOMM!!!
A sonic explosion thundered across the isolated hospital room as Raven kicked Lizzy in the face.
Her foot passed right through her face as if it was butter and splashed dark matter across the room.
"Mistr-" before he could continue, the creature in the tiny white suit was squished like a fly again.
Approaching Lizzy who had her face generated already, Raven gritted her teeth and could not help but feel her aura escaping her body dangerously.
Holding Lizzy by her dark hair, she lifted her up and exposed her crying, pitiful, yet almost too innocent face.
Suddenly, feeling her heart ache at how the girl in her hands looked, Raven almost let her go, but then she remembered Maya and slammed her head against the floor.
Dark matter splashed again and covered the surrounding area making it look as if someone had dropped a jelly cake and didn\'t bother cleaning after.
Waiting for her to regenerate again didn\'t take long, but once she was done, Raven lifted her head again and was about to repeat the process, but a hand touched her shoulder and stopped her.
"Please stop…" Kayla said, warm tears running down her eyes. "Please, I can\'t stand looking at you behaving like this… I am aware *sniff*
"I am aware that at the end of the day, I don\'t understand the pain you\'re feeling, but… I can\'t stand the pain I feel when I watch you like this… please." She begged, her hands shaking.
Kayla wasn\'t against killing in general, if the person was evil. But right now, Raven\'s enemy could not fight back.
No matter what she\'s done before, the fact that she can\'t fight back now gives Raven no right of torturing her, or at least so she thought.
Letting go of Lizzy, tears ran down Raven\'s own eyes. "This is not a pleasant feeling for me… you know" she muttered.
"But what am I supposed to do?" She asked, her voice shaking. "I can\'t forgive her for what she\'s done… even if Maya is alive, there\'s no reason why she had to suffer the pains she had to go through…
"For all we know, she might be in a worse place right now with no one helping her...
"Why did she make Maya leave?" She looked at the girl who was shaking like a leaf in the wind.
\'Please… kill me… let me go see Sammy and Liam… I deserve everything you do to me, but they don\'t deserve to see me kill…\' Lizzy was struggling to keep her sanity against the various types of pain she was experiencing.
On the one hand, she was mentally almost broken and so close to becoming a mindless zombie. But, on the other hand, each hit Raven delivered made her experience the pain of death over and over again.
Swallowing loudly while wiping away her tears, Raven cupped her hands around Lizzy\'s face and forced her to look her in the eyes.
"Why did you do it?" She simply asked. Even though her voice was cold, warm tears ran down her eyes.
Seeing that, Lizzy felt even worse as she felt a thousand knots tightening in her stomach.
Not knowing what to say, she tried to shake her head, tears running down.
"I- I wasn\'t in control…" Lizzy managed to say.
At that, Raven\'s hands let go of her as she widened her eyes, surprise and guilt taking a hold of her.