The Final Breath of Avery Shade

In the forest, her tears had lay. Her eyes scattered across the jades, limes, and regular greens of the soft leaves that rest upon the trees. The branches were scattered among in front of her. Each step let off the sound of a smashing sound, the sound so delicate, the life ending so easily. The forest was silent, filled with the soft sound and atmosphere of pain and dread. This all lay behind, hidden from the natural world for you would have to know the past of this forest. The one forest that the one girl, the demon host, had once crossed. Many a time for which there had been pain among her features, and an innocence that had been deprived of her skin.

In this one simple forest, the forest that would only seem natural, earthly, filled with good dreams and high hopes but truely filled with the painful memories, low hopes, standards, and even the soft darkness. Trees grew strong around, showing that there was strength here, but there were many weak points, found easily among them. Leaves were scattered, the forest being hidden by a deep canopy that would barely let any light in. The canopy stood for so much, but very few people saw the meaning of it.

Turning her eyes, Avery Shade, the demon host, had walked, her steps finally able to feel free of the burden, but this was no practical burden that most would think of. The life had been lost. The one single life that lay inside of her. She had no meaning of it, nor did she want it to happen. The moment it did, but she couldn't stand it. The child had held the life within her, giving her strength to keep going. Hoping to see a better future. Hoping to just see a new road, maybe one that would be shown by her son. She could have relied on him but no. He has gone, gone up to the heavens, waiting for the departing mother. In the days of knowing, she had barely moved, eaten or even slept. Her body was weakening, and it was showing the beast that had been planning this for quite some time now. It had showed that it was going to prove it's point to her one father that she wasn't strong enough. She should have never left the darkness, but now she knew. The darkness was all that she would know, and would ever know in her past life.

Though, now standing at the edge of the forest, her stomach tightening with the feeling of claws around her. Her body was already weak. Her muscles began to ache with such a pain, it caused her to collapse. Her eyes were drooping, her mind was weakening. The beast was growing stronger within her, breaking her skin apart to break free. But only in tiny steps. He couldn't rip apart the daughter of the boss. He couldn't. Though he knew he was right on everything. Everything that he should have found a different host. But no, it had seemed she was stronger, it had seemed to the boss that she could handle it since the day she was born. She had handled so much, was higher than the rest. But it only turned out that had became the weakest of them all. Pushing away each layer of skin from the inside out. Avery had barely enough time to scream, nor did she have the strength to. She was only there, just laying against the tree, the soft glints of light upon her skin. Her eyes slowly fading of the life that would have never, and should have never even been opened.

Soon, her body was exposed through the stomach area. The small red liquid had begun to drip, for the beast had finally been able to take form of a real beast, but only a human made type animal. Inside it was so much stronger. It growled feeling its muscles yearn for the death. Avery lay behind feeling everything fading, the darkness clouding her eyes as they drooped. Her muscles wanting to push away the pain, her veins pulsing out of her skin. The heart within her finally beginning to see the end, finally able to count down the last beats that it would ever make. The life within her was slowly fading, painfully as well as many things crossed through her mind. One being that she knew that she had to go. Another for that no one or barely people cared. She was never around that much when she had given and devoted her life to Arcane. But now, the weakness of losing a child and the game that Arcane had played with her. She could barely handle anything. She knew that she felt weak and she was too stubborn to admit it, but it was finally coming to an end.

The final breath had begun to pass her lips. The air so strong as she let out a soft groan. A groan of impatience, the waiting of seeing her family once more the darkness of hell. The breath was meaning so much, her last step, her last journey, her last see of the light that had seem to hold so much greatness and glory. But now it was fading as her eyes did. She could see the shape of the beast before the darkness crowded in. Her memory was fading and now she lay there, exposed to the vultures that would soon find her. Now she was finally able to rest, finally able to move across happily, never to be haunted by her past or the weakness of having so much to say, or even the taunting thought of never being good enough for anyone.