Cling cling chains rattled against the cell bars.
A small boy stood leaning against the bars trying to looks through.
He adjusted bending down trying to get just a slight peak of the far door that his friends always snuck through.
The boy was small his black hair in short locks pulled to a ponytail his clothes ripped and dirty his skin bruised dried blood staining him and open its sprawling across.
This cell was his home had been fro for the last 7 years a small cell just large enough to fit a twin sized bed and enough room for him to pace around.
He had A small window that was painted black and sealed with bars.
There was seemingly no way to escape and God knows he's tried.
Creeeeeeak the sound perked his ear he knew that sound they had finally come
A large small spread across his brown face
Small figures came walking up maybe 5 of them
A girl about 13 she had large pretty gold eyes and long curly gold ish brown hair she too had torn and dirty clothing walked ahead leaving the other four to guard
Ex she whispered walking up to the bars placing her hands around them it was too dark for them to see each other full except glimpses of their eyes and teeth
The small boy looked up letting her know he was there
What's up he said standing up to be face level with her
We decided that…. She paused looking down
You decided what he asked sincerely
Heeeh umm she cleared her throat We've decided were gonna escape she said gripping the bar harder in determination
That's great come on get me out then he said backing up to allow her to blow the door up or use a key.
That's the thing we can't take you with us… not yet at least we can't get you out she slid her hands down the bar releasing it
Im sorry she added in plea
What? The words cut deep he dropped to his knees WHY I won't hurt anybody I promise You know I just can't control it he pleaded you could hear his voice getting caught on his tears
Its just for now we need to find somewhere for us to stay and after that I promise I'll come back for you the words slowed like she wasn't sure if she even believed them
Who came up with this plan? He asked simply the words spilling out.
I…I did We've always talked about escaping and now we will but we jus….. she had began to sob she reached through the bars trying to grab Ex.
"Please you gotta listen I don't want to leave you its just what's best for right now, you can't control your powers and neither can we its… not… safe she heard what she said but couldn't stop."
The words from coming out she dropped her hand knowing that she just broke her closest friends heart.
The atmosphere seemed to become thick with dread
Lilith we need to hurry one of the four Called out
Lilith looked back towards the others than back at the cell that she could no longer tell right from left she backed up
I Love You, and I will come back for you she said tears falling down her face
A small hand grabbing her and pulling her away
In the next few hours guards stormed in grabbing him by his arms and dragging him to a large room where robed figures stood in anticipation
His body was tossed sliding against the floor he slowly looked up his heart beat thumping against his eardrum
Their is no need to play stupid tell us where they went and you will live one of the figures said but you couldn't tell which one
Ex spit towards them
Huuuuh such a defiant beast they said one of the figures pointed his finger at ex still hands and knees on the ground looking up
A black beam of energy shot out the finger piercing through the boys right shoulder he dropped blood gushing everywhere
His black eyes got a hint of red he looked up You'll have to kill me, but I know you'll never do that im too valuable to you
Dark energy surrounded him black energy crawling up his arms like a second skin
The figures were robbed but you knew there faces twisted in fear mixed with anger each quickly sent attacks of energy at him.
Piercing through him like pen to paper
For hours this went on but no he didn't say a word about his friends that escaped
in his mind he questioned why he was the one to be punished when he was left behind
They never came back for him but more importantly she never came back and for 4 years but something in him always hoped waited listened out for the sound of the door being opened but it never came.
The words had replayed in his head thousands of times over the last four years the emotions he'd felt then had long since passed their were no more tears of sadness or fits of anger.
Everything was simply gone they were no longer his friends just people he once shared meals and laughs with but those days were over
They could never get along after all it wasn't he purpose to build he was created to destroy he was a weapon a predator that had decided no human was worthy to wield
Heeeheheehehehahahahah he laughed as light flashed in his cell showing the walls of his prison
The walls around him shivered, stone cracking like brittle bones under the weight of his presence. Shadows writhed, crawling along the floor and ceiling as if alive, drawn to his rage.
The air itself seemed to pulse, thick and hot, carrying whispers of every soul he had broken…. Every scream he had soaked into his own veins.
His laughter exploded again, a sound that was no longer human, rattling the very foundation of th person. Do you feel it?" He hissed, voice splitting into a dozen "Do you feel the world trembling under me?"
Chains bent, twisted, then snapped with a sound like thunder. Shadows crawling across his skins, pulsing with each heartbeat, each memory of bloodshed. His eyes spun wider, reflecting everything: the faces of tithe righteous, the sinners and the innocents he killed.
They all twisted together, dancing in his pupils like a funeral fire.
I am the darkness that devours light! The fire that erases mercy!" His hands lifted, and the shadows waited around him in praise. Walls peeled, stone crumbled into ash, suspended in the heat of his rage.
Reality bent to him. Every sound every moment, every breath of air was a question: who dares stand against me?
And in the scenter of it all EX laughed the sound hollow jagged and infinite I am no boy I am everything you fear when you think your safe. The world is my forge an dI will burn it clean until the righteous remain… until I can finally walk back into God's presence."
A pause, a silence so thick it drowned the room. Then in a voice so soft it could pierce stone:
"ANNIHILATE." The ink like darkness writhed at his feet, spreading outward, devouring everything it touched. It hissed and screamed as if the stones themselves begged for mercy. Shadows coiled tighter around him, pressing against his skin, whispering every memory of pain.
Ex chest heaved, and each breath tore through him like knives,th epower that consumed reached fro the walls crackling reality itself, a low hum vibrating through every molecule in the air. He felt it clawing into his mind, whispering.
But he did not falter. He laughed again, unhinged and manic, voice fracturing into a hundred overlapping screams. "I am the reckoning you fear."
His heartbeat sent a wave of annihilate across the remnants of the cell, flattening wall, peeling stone into ash, splintering the floor beneath him
And yet….. he trembled. Pain lanced through him, mental and physical, a reminder that even the strong carry a curse. The suns warmth kissed his face but he barely noticed it through the haze of power and agony. Shadows wrapped him like serpents in reverence, but also in warning even worship become suffocation.
He opened his eyes golden flecks of light danced against the destruction the first hint that even within destruction there was the spark of creation a reminder that his power was not just ruin but judgment
Let them come he whispered voice raw abut unwavering
Let the world witness what destruction demands
Heheahahahehhaheha the laughter erupted from him in excitement as he walked off into the unknown.
Months after his escape in a bar slightly dimmed drunks talking loudly and spilling drinks all over, three figures in dark cloaks hoods up in the very back to remain un seen.
A letter was pulled out of the pocket of one sliding it over to another they tore it open and read its content and for a brief second everything went silent
The person slid it over to the other end of the table reading the paper then immediately setting it ablaze within their palm the contents floating about and one small piece remained
Ex had been pronounced dead.