Bound in the Night

[Sol]

Part 3

The wind cut through the skin like the cold edge of a blade's steel; threw about the sand hills surrounding the altar, covered the scene with dust and storm.

As the Rebellious Man heard a new set of steps approaching, the black blood covering his body hadn't dried yet. He could feel the excitement once again, his beating heart pulsated faster through the chains.

Shielding his eyes from the storm, Sol stood alert and ready to meet the newcomers, expecting to draw more black blood from whatever is foolish enough to take a bite from the body on the altar.

The steps came closer, their silhouettes started appearing behind the fog one after another. They were not what Sol expected; their bodies were long and thin, human bodies made of light, and Kate was with them. Under Sol's baffled watch, they stepped real close towards his sleeping other self and made a half circle around the altar.

One of them, a woman instantly fell on her knees as soon as she was close enough to see what's on the altar. A man next to her took a step back as if he was in a horror.

Kate was telling them with her soft and sad tone, "Sol... is alive..."

Sol wondered if he really is still alive.

"I am pregnant... with Sol's child..." Kate continued... The woman on the ground despaired, Sol despaired even more.

As the imagined time kept on passing, Sol realized who these people are. They were his companions in life, the main supporters of his cause, the people he drew into his own hell.

He remembered Johanna, her dark hair was brushing the sand, her bright eyes were now bloodshot. Shaking her head each side many a times, she left the gathering immediatly as she got on her feet again. Through the fog she rushed away.

Sol followed her with his tired feet struggling to run, his long and heavy chains were dragging behind him towards the altar. After a short rush, Johanna came upon a hill with a dead tree on its peak. The wind whispered between the lifeless branches of the tree, and Johanna's back hit against the hard trunk. Up on the sky the black clouds appeared, a crimson thunder struck, and the dark rain started to fall on to the thirsty desert. The rain started to flood around the hill immediately and wouldn't let Johanna go further.

As if the heavens of hell were joined Sol in his sorrow, all the rain drops were of tears of agony and suffering. His being was reflected on his hell and shaped it through his dark will.

Sailing easily through the wild rushes of the flood encircling the hill, Sol approached Johanna. Stood long and dark as he would when he was alive, he struggled with the words, "Hello... Johanna..." and it was surprising as hell when Johanna's eyes turned on Sol in response.

She was afraid, Sol could read that easily. "Y-you..." she mumbled, her eyes were showing terror at first, but slowly turned to scorn and hate. "What do you want from me?" she asked spiteful.

Sol didn't know what he wanted from her; maybe he wanted to apologise, maybe he wanted her to curse him and beat his only remaining hope. He wanted her to kill him. He couldn't put it to words and remained silent.

Johanna's eyes were aflame, "Do you know... what pain you have caused me?" she started, "Do you know that, I had found a man worthy to love after you? And I was happy... and I was starting to forget you... You were dead... I was happy until you showed up once again... you destroyed it all!" she pushed Sol back with strength. The first real touch Sol could feel after ages were so harsh...

"And now I learn, my child will be a half-sibling of THAT woman's..." Johanna looked down, the thought was really disturbing her, Sol could feel it. "You are..." she growled, "You are a demon... go back to your 'shell'..."

With every word spoken, Sol was feeling more heavy; his body started to lose shape to become like the black clouds covering the sky. Her words were like a dagger severing the last fraction of his spirit out of him.

"If..." the Man forced a whisper with his lips barely shaped, "If it will make you happy again... I won't be back... Consider me dead... and out of your life and others'... forever..." His eyes showed a deep regret as they were also becoming a part of the dark mist.

"Find that happiness..." the broken Man breath out as he was forced towards the heavens. He became one with the black clouds under the watch of an old lover's hate.