Everything had seemed to be a blur. The past, the present. Everything that made me who I was seemed to be lost in some sort of undying storm, but this storm had raged within my head. And I had come to believe that there was no escaping it. How fitting that it had been her that had saved me from myself. In truth she had saved herself. Saved herself from the viscous monster that I had become. That first day that I had awakened, she had been more beautiful than I could ever recall. Her face lit up my world, it made everything seem worthwhile.

After hearing what I had been, after discovering what I had believed, I could hardly believe that she stood beside me now. A smile upon her face, tenderness in her eyes. More so than I could ever recall in her expression. She had still loved me. Even after I had attempted to kill her. How lucky I was. I had latent talent. I had always believed this would inevitably be the reason she would leave me. I had always prepared myself for when that day would come. Surely one like me could never be worthy of one like her. And yet I had come to discover that after all that time she hadn't moved on. She hadn't given up on me. She had waited, risking herself and all that she had worked for. And for what? My love, my soul. I laughed then, and she turned to eye me sceptically.

"Are you willing to share the joke?" She raised an eyebrow and her expression only made me laugh harder. I composed myself, and answered.

"Nothing really. Some of the situations we've faced are humorous wouldn't you say?"

"I would" She smiled then. "Any one in particular?"

"Like the fact that you believed me to have deserted you forever, when in truth it would have killed me to have lost you to somebody else"

Her expression softened and she stepped closer and wound her arms around me. With her chin resting on my chest she said,

"Rushton, how could I have ever doubted you? But you cannot blame me for assuming...you had been the complete opposite of what you are now...towards me at least".

Rage seethed through me for the millionth time that week, but it died just as quickly. How black Ariels hate for me must have been, if he had known the worst kind of punishment I could face was to despise all that I had loved and cherished. And my love for Elspeth had been the strongest. He had used that to ruin me. But she had outsmarted him. How like her. She noticed the change in my expression, and she sighed,

"Rushton, we must let all of this go. Now that you have remembered, it is time for us to overcome what he did, and to start over"

Her tone was pleading. I must have hurt her. When I was under the ludicrous impression that I had despised her. Ariel would pay. Someday, I would find a way. Talking of Ariel only seemed to frighten her, and so I did as she bade and dropped the subject.

"I have you now, I can assure you that I won't ever let you go again"

She smiled then, but there was something off about the way she held her mouth, but before I could put my finger on it she leaned over to kiss me.

Oh, how I had missed her company. It would be painfully difficult to be seperated from her now. After all we had endured.

And yet something nagged at me, like a sense of foreboding that this event would soon take place. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind. I had no other alternative.

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well here it is. my first ever fanfiction. i know it has some flaws but it'd still be nice to know what you think :)

thanks!