Beyond The Rift.. [Disoto]

[alkali]

Lost...

I'm lost..

Help me..

There's no way out. The worlds was dark. There was no sunlight, no warm embrace. Everything was cold and harsh. Winter had fallen upon her in the most horrible ways. There was a blizzard raging above her. Her usual bright vibrant red orbs glossed over with a pale film as she struggled to move ahead. There was a foot and a half of snow below her now. The cold sharp ice crystals digging into her soft under paws chilling her feet. She was so numb. She couldn't feel the earth below her. Hurtled into the chaos she resisted. Her body was an eruption of shivers as her usual relaxed bangs clung to her face as if to shield her already lost eyes. There was no sun, but the bright gleam of the snow before her made everything blur into an abysmal unknown. Hope's fire was supposed to be eternal, yet why did she feel so frozen?

Her ears whipped against the back of her skull, as though torn and ragged cloth lost in a strong breeze. Her fur swaying with the wind, grass amidst the landscape. There was no fighting the storm. The snow pelted her body vigorously as she forced herself into the wind. Each step was as though a small achievement as she continued further into the cold despite her common sense telling her otherwise. She should turn back, get out of the forest...But she couldn't. He had to be here. He was always here. Where ever the snow fell he seemed to be. If only in her heart. Her eyes were open but she could see nothing but white. Her mind slowly began to fill in the images revoking them from her past and her fears combining into one mental image as she continued forward. The snow flakes slowly morphing into beautiful pink snow blossoms as the frozen ground morphed into a warm spring day.

There was a haze over her vision before her. But she stood there in the cold her body raked with tremors as images began to swell from her mind to her warped vision. She could only watch in terror as her worst fears began to project into her eyes. The swirling images of him standing here. His tail wagging and his laugh radiating through her body. Her heart skipped a beat as she was about to run forward. To call his name and embrace him. But she froze as he seemed to not even acknowledge her existence. Instead. He was facing another being. His happiness projecting on the unknown being off to the side away from her would be field of vision. She turned toward the illusion and her heart sank. There was another wolf...female. Her pink and white streaks splashed along her feminine body. He was looking at her the way he used to look at Ali. Her heart was shattering into a million pieces now.

He embraced this unknown girl. Licked her face and eventually they were tumbling and playing within the flowers giggling and romping around. Each movement and playful gesture turned into an emotional rock of ice in Ali's stomach as she watched the visions engulf her emotions. If her heart had been physically ripped from her chest it would have hurt less than watching this. Her eyes seemed to well with tears as the silky film seemed to only increase. She shook her head and tried to get what she had just witnessed forcibly out of her mind. As though tearing herself away would make the pictures vanish. She burst forward and just as she moved forward the images disappeared in a puff of smoke fashion. It's a wonder where the smoke and mirrors were. This only further seemed to rip at her heart. At least within her mind she could see him.

But now. She was alone. And once again the darkness within her eyes made her feel even more vulnerable than she had originally been when she had ventured into the storm. Her eyes were wet yet the tears seemed to freeze against the corners instead of falling down her cheeks. It was immensely painful as she squeezed her eyes tight trying to make the chips of tears fall off to no avail. He wouldn't do that to her...He couldn't...He could. Her doubts and her unwilling hope embattled in her brain as she only further endangered herself going into the blizzard unprepared. He had to be here. He just had to be. Even if he wasn't then perhaps Ali could die in peace. Die in a place she had always held dear to her heart, amidst all of the snow and cold she could at least feel a sense of peace when she finally faded away. She wished her heart would stop as she continued on, perhaps then the pain would go away. She just couldn't stand it.

The further she went into the vicious white light before her the more difficult it got to move her very thin body. Her muscles tensing and constricting. The white seemed to blur into a sea of red. Hot blasts of fire engulfing her body as her memory began to play within her own waking nightmare. Her life as she seemed to know it before. Her mother and father were before her now. Scorn and disdain on their faces as they hissed words of malice in her direction. To this Alkali seemed to shrivel in shame. Her tail folding beneath herself as she could see the hatred burning from her mother's eyes. No...no she wasn't a monster..no...Her vocal chords managed a raspy whimper that was swallowed by the whipping winds around her. The snow pelting her body causing her to turn her head to avoid the vicious clumps being kicked by the very elements against her. All of her loved ones seemed to turn away from her life.

The images of her parents, as strained as they were dissolved before her as she was once again alone. A circle of paw prints where she had turned herself around could be seen as her previous dark charcoal pelt was coated in snow. Without a moments notice Ali seemed to cave entirely. Her body folding in upon itself as she landed with a muted thud into the previously fallen powder. Her body curling within itself as she whispered his name to herself. Her body heaving dry sobs she allowed the snow to form around her. She felt like giving up, entirely falling pray to the very thing she loved. She believed her visions to be that of truth, he didn't love her. He had someone else, someone better. Perhaps it was finally time to let go. To allow her pathetic excuse of a life to vanish never to be remembered. Perhaps it would be a blessing, a miracle to have her no longer plague life as it was. She curled closer into herself shivering as her body felt beyond frozen. Entirely numb. Her life just like her heart felt shattered and gone...

Can no one help me...

I'm lost...

Please.. Someone here my plea...

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[disoto]

ENTER DISOTO...

Is it possible that a world can completely collapse without notice? Were it ever a real possibility that without ever realizing it, the earth could simply split apart and swallow a creature whole? There would be nothing left. There would be no reminisce of what was once there. No. Instead, the wind would continue to blow as though nothing had changed, the rain would fall and soak the ground where that creature was, and the sun would rise and set without ever knowing that something was terribly wrong. The world, most other creatures included, would never know that a living thing had fallen and the earth had chosen to dispose of the carcass without a second thought. Those thoughts raced through his own mind now.

The snow had begun a month ago. It had come hard and without warning. It simply began one night during battle and it had yet to slow. The wind whipped the cold against the large male’s face, stinging his eyes and nose despite the thick fur that fought to protect them. Blue-tipped ears folded back against a slick black cranium, protecting themselves from the hardness of blowing ice. Perhaps this was the weather’s way of telling him to turn around and give up the chase. There was nothing else out here, but he had been sent. Without thought, the general sent one of his best out into a snow storm to search for any survivors. However, there was a flaw in the plan. Even the best could not fight against the weather and becoming lost was a very real thing.

It had been a long week wandering through the snow. His paws had long ago become numb and he no longer felt the ice that clung to his fur. Perhaps it was time to turn around. Any of their survivors or of the others would have died by now in this mess. It would be a miracle if someone wounded could survive the climate. Even he, alive and well, healthy other than a few deep gashes, was struggling to continue. However, this was not because he was growing weak or tired, he simply wanted to be out of the snow. For once in his lifetime, he wanted to be somewhere warmer and dry.

Disoto winced when the cut along his left side opened again and he growled, turning his icy eyes on the cut that was beginning to ooze red liquid. Damnit.. The longer this carried on, the more he wanted to burrow into the feet upon feet of snow. Let it bury him underneath and perhaps things will be easier. He continued to walk, unaware for moments of where he was going. However, trees had more of a sense of humor that he ever would.

Turning back to look ahead, the side of the large male’s face made contact with a rough, dense tree. He snarled in frustration and leapt at the tree, dragging his frozen claws along the bark and ripping until he hit the soft fleshy part of the tree. ”Damn you! Damn all of you! There’s no one out here, Sin! Everyone’s dead or gone, you miserable old wolf! There’s not fucking point!” His voice was simply lost in the howling wind and he continued to thrash the tree for another minute until he let his paws fall back into the snow once more.

Breaths escaped his muzzle in short, white bursts of air. He was unable to think of anything else to do. There was nothing left. Anyone out here would have been buried under the snowfall. There were no chances of finding anything or anyone. But Disoto continued on. He grudgingly left the battered tree truck behind and continued further into the forest, where the wind was stopped slightly due to the surrounding masses. He sighed, pressing his nose into the snow and searching for anything that smelled of life and not water. He digressed. Raising his head again, he licked the top most layer of snow for a drink and stopped short.

Far to his right, he watched as something fell into the snow. Small, but it had moved. The body was that of a wolf. He raised an eyebrow and pushed forward. Someone had been out here and they were alone. They were moving or at least attempting to move. He bounded over the mounds of snow, sinking, only to spring back above them.

A sudden scent wafted over his nose and Disoto stumbled, falling beneath the top layer and hitting the ground hard. He did not fall. A wolf such as he was unable to fall. He stuck his head out of the snow and searched frantically for the wolf that had been walking mere moments ago. Where had they gone? He sniffed the air, but it had changed directions. Once again, he was alone in this god forsaken blizzard. White blurred around him and his head began to spin. Get a hold on your head, kid.. She isn’t here. That’s impossible. You left her back home where she would be safe. She would not go into a war zone.. Yet there was a nagging feeling in the back of the male’s mind and he knew for certain.. Yes she would.

Disoto moved quicker now, shoving his mass through the power with his nose to the ground. ”Ali! Ali! ALI! Ali, where are you!?” He growled again in frustration, searching through the snow and panic beginning to rise along with anger. How could she be this damn impossible? He was to return from his tour in less that a moon’s phase and she followed him out here. Damnit, Ali. He moved, his massive paws causing him to continue to sink through the soft powder and finally, he felt something underneath the snow.

The rapid fall had covered her already in a thin layer, but it had been enough. He began to move the snow aside with his nose and jumped back. To his horror, he found the frozen body of a fallen comrade. ”Oh.. Rax.. No…” His heart jumped to his throat and he backed away. How long had his brother been in the snow? He sighed and turned away, letting the snow cover him again. Sinistre was not going to be able about losing that one.

She wasn’t here. He was alone. He grunted and hardened himself again and moved forward, his eyes narrowed against the wind and ice. So he would continue his search for her.. No. For survivors. That was his job out here. She was at home and she was safe. Little did he know that he stood next to her with only inches of snow separating them.

[alkali]

Carry me to heaven's arms.

Light the way and let me go..

Take the time and take my breath..

I will end where I began..

So cold. Everything just felt so cold and dead. Beneath her was slowly dying grass, above her rested trees clinging to life by whatever grace there might be. Perhaps death would finally be the release she so desired. The lack of responsibility, of pain and torment that lay siege to her heart. She hated everything she was, everything she could ever be and everything she would be. But now, now seemed to be an alternative, to escape life and never look back. To vanish into the air as though existence mattered not. For her, it truly didn't. She had nothing left to live, she felt as numb as the very body she inhabited. The violent cold whipping at her body making it shiver and shake in retaliation as her overall body temperature seemed to be dropping. She couldn't feel her limbs, her tail had felt as though it had completely fallen off as she huddled into herself.

It felt as though agony itself had latched onto her body. Why couldn't she dissipate from this world without the pain? Pain seemed to be the only relevant thing within her life now. The pains in her heart, the ones in her head, pain that radiated her body. She had been assaulted so many times, she wondered why she still hadn't died before? Bled out and fallen into the afterlife. Her mind seemed to react to such a thought as her cold frozen nose brushed against the still vibrant scar of when she had come into contact with him. He hadn't meant to hurt her, or so he claimed. Yet the fear was still so real, the horrible memory vivid within her mind she winced to herself and with a heavy thud her cranium once against rested on the snow drifts that were coming in powerful waves as though she had been wading into the ocean itself.

The snow was thick and unforgiving. It brought a tinge of hurt that darted through her spine. She wanted to weep, to release her pathetic weak emotions once more at remembering what he had done to her. Perhaps her images were right, oh of course they were. How could someone as strong and powerful, heartless even as he love anything. Especially someone so weak and pitiful as she. It made no sense to Alkali what so ever. Hurting her was probably the only way he could prove it. Physically just seemed to cruel, yet scars did seem to heal better than mental travesties. Somewhere deep down he must have still cared. As Ali tried her damnedest to try to just fade into the frozen tundra below her the images just kept pelting her state of mind. His eyes were pools of blood before her. His fangs oozing poison as his silhouette towered over her. She thrashed trying to escape the prison within her own imagination.

Alkali instead of escaping her memories and twisted nightmares combined seemed to spring out of the snow. A burst of powder racing off her pelt she flung herself blindly into the violent white in which she had no idea where she was anymore. Only by her ears could she hear the wind howling. Her half frozen paws still growing damp with the condensed liquid below her she was no free her silent unmarked grave facing her own insanity. It was clawing so violently at her. His shadowed image now facing her. A sinister grin cracking on his face as his muzzle erupted with hellfire. No! No no no this wasn't him. Ali cowered below the image. Please, please don't hurt her please. As she could hear his laugh now mixing with that not of the world she knew she felt tears stinging her eyes. How weak and pathetic. No she didn't want to be ripped to shreds please have mercy...

But just as the being that only she could see was about to clamp it's jaws around her neck it evaporated. As though it was mere smoke before her. She blinked her film coated eyes. Nothing but white. Her ears perking to attention as she heard the faintest noise. One that she could at least consider hope. There was another within the world before her. She dared to wish it was him, dream and hope. But she couldn't...her red orbs staring into the white she couldn't make out very much, just grayed out shapes standing where she had previously fallen. As much as she tried to squint her eyes as her light blue bangs threatened to shield herself further she couldn't figure it out. It...it couldn't be him. It wasn't possible. He had gone away, far away and she was very nearly killed because of it. Because she was so vulnerable, so dependent on him for everything, the others had taken advantage of that.

When they had sent him away she became almost a punching bag of choice. Her frail bones almost nearly broken everywhere, she had very nearly even bled to death. The thought of it all sent her fur flicking up, standing on edge. No he had left her to this fate. She had to leave, she had to escape it...She did. But at the cost of her sanity, her vision and her sense of comprehension. She had followed the mountains but he just...wasn't there. As far as she was concerned however he had left her on purpose, or perhaps the pack that she had previously resided in had done it on purpose. The vile female wolf known as Razor had done it on purpose, she had always despised her. Called her weak, all sorts of unspeakable names and even tried to kill her more than once. The mere thought of it made her slink back into the snow. She wasn't but a few feet away from where she had sprung up. Now crouching into the mounds of ice she whined.

Her voice whimpering out she tried to register if it was him for not. "D-Disoto...?" She didn't want her hopes to be wrong. She didn't want her heart to break again. More importantly though she didn't want to be right. That he had left her and found someone better for him, more powerful and suited to his needs. Someone that his mother would approve of. He was a dark demonic figure after all. He needed someone he could use like trash, someone who would take it and be able to dish it right back out. Ali felt her eyes sting once more, her salted tears nearly freezing on the corners of her eyes she buried herself within the snow. Quivering feebly. Please please let her be right. Let him be here and be her knight once more. Please let him make everything right again...