13 Strength of Resolve (1/2)
Comfortable in his blanket of darkness, still wrapped up in chains, Will stared up at nothing. No sounds could be heard save for the screaming inside his own mind. Will had no strength left, had no will to move, to question. He lay in his bindings without so much as to question how this all happened.
Maya was screaming inside his head, her pleas of release echoing in the corners of his mind. The lifeless smile she gave haunted him with each breath he took. The screams of freedom kept him bound in fear and regret as he knew he could do nothing, he couldn't move, he couldn't face the wraiths. How could he face his mother knowing that she gave birth to a coward? Will was content in staying in the darkness within his own mind, the only place in which he could find shelter from the burning pain of defeat.
The blackness was short lived however. Within a few minutes, which felt like an eternity, the blanket came off Will. He once more found himself staring up at the sky. He didn't question the time, the stars were out and that was the only thing that registered to him. The same darkness of the blanket, only specks of light within it.
”Are you just going to lay there all night?” A familiar voice asked as Will heard the shuffling of feet through the grass.
Michael stared down at the hopeless teenager wrapped in chains. His face shown nothing. Will couldn't find the strength to care, he just stared through the man to the stars above. He wished just to be forgotten in his shell, to never again have to think of what a failure he was. He couldn't bare to think about what had happened to the only person of this world he opened up to.
With his mouth curled in disgust, Michael gave a swift yet strong kick to the center of the chains, connecting with Will's side. The kick was enough to roll Will over one full flip around until he landed once more on his back, sending him into a coughing spasm.
”This is your strength?” Michael spat, hate so intense in his eyes. ”This is what I've struggled to save?” he roared as Will evened his breath. He looked over to the man, his daze so rudely interrupted.
”I'm done, I'm clearly not built for this world.” Will retorted . ”Either send me back and forget what you thought I was capable of or just kill me, I don't care anymore.” He had nothing more to say as he fell back into his world of silence.
”You are a disgrace to your father's name and your mother's love.” Michael stared down at the defeated youth with regretful eyes. Whatever he had planned for Will, it wouldn't work without his cooperation, his anger, his resolve.
William just lay on the ground, if the words phased him, he didn't show it. ”Your friend Maya deserved the death she received with your attitude.” Michael said matter of factly. Looking down Michael saw the chains twitch ever so slightly. ”If you think you can't save anyone, you'll only make my job easier.” Will looked at Michael finally, his eyes shown with hate.” I'll just go back to your world and torture your father for the weakness of his son, and then I'll kill your moth-
Before he finished his sentence, Will found a burst of strength. The darkness in which gave him salvation was blinded by a ruby light. The chains burst into flames as his miserable captive roared in anger. As the chains gave way, Michael jumped to the side to avoid links of chain which fired off like a grenade. Looking towards the beginning of the blast, a bright red flame was surrounding a now standing Will. His eyes like darts of pure anger shooting towards Michael.
Will felt a strength that he had never felt before. This man had not only disrespected the memory of his friend, but also threatened the life of his parents. He was going to die a horrible death. Will wouldn't have it any other way, he fed his need to his flames, which in turn became bigger.
Changing the shape of his aura, Will transferred the large flame to his fists, engulfing them instantly. With a random surge of strength, Will charged forward to the source of his hate, a man who was now drawing his sword from his pocket.
Will now completely enraged by the man in front of him drew back his arm, ready for a flaming punch hoping to beat the comments out of him. He would accept nothing less than this man's death by cremation.
Michael dodged Will's approach by side stepping to the left, the flames barely enough to singe a hair on his face and then hit Will in the back with the flat of his blade. ”Congratulations, you left yourself wide open, no wonder the cloaks killed your girlfriend.” Michael said with a chuckle.
Will roared with hatred. He didn't know how much longer he could hold onto his sanity before Michael snapped it. He felt like the flames were taking over his actions slowly but surely. The more Michael goaded him, the more he gave himself over to the flame. Will was almost gone after he saw Maya once again with her lifeless smile in his mind.