Forever Young

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  • Published: 22 Dec 2015
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Darla is most definitely not a human.

She's one of the Ashki, an immortal race who have lived alongside humans from the very beginning. But friendships don't survive that long, and her contacts with her fellow Ashkine people are practically non existent, humans just tiny little pieces in the jigsaw of time. And an old enemy is back, proposing changes to the way their society has run and developed, and destroying the Ashki in the process.

Now Darla must gather her friends together to save themselves and their souls. But after so many millennia, is time finally running out for the Ashki?


10. Centuries

The taste of betrayal is too familiar for me. It's not bitter, and it's not sweet, and its not sharp or spicy or salty or anything that can really be described by just a signle word. Betrayal taste likes so many different things, all at once. At first it's the sharp, jarring taste like lemon , then the bitterness of the bile rising in your throat. Next come the heat of the sheer embarrassment, of how ashamed one is to have been used and deceived in such a way, before it gives way to the salt rubbing in the wounds of blistered lips.


Then, although it takes a while, there comes the sweet taste that doesn't really have a reason for being, but it just is there, and I suppose it is a reminder that everything will be okay in the end. If you believe in that crap, which I don't.


When I'd found my way back to my friends, who were somehow in a capsule about a thousand feet in the air over London, on the London eye, there really was not anything for us to say to each other, until I finally couldn't stand the silence and, regrettably, started screaming in the middle of the capital of Britain, where no one even seemed to bat an eyelid.


"Where did you all go?" I shouted, with tight fists. "I had to fight Keda on my own, waiting for you three to all come and help, and you just all disappeared! I needed you, and you weren't there, and that's exactly what happened the last time - Lara, you left, Kaden, you left, and Adrien, you left to, you all just bloody left me, all the time! I don't mean to sound whiny, but in case you hadn't noticed, you are rude!"


Lara blinked. "We were supposed to leave you, dimwit!"


"No you weren't!" I argued. "When did any of us ever say anything like that?" My gaze turned on Kaden, who was looking particularly sheepish, holding his arm like he was injured. Narrowing my eyes, I took a step closer to him. "What did you do?"


"I didn't do anything wrong," he said, but I could tell from the way he said 'wrong' that he was a complete liar, and not even a good one at that.


"But what did you do?"


"You said that if someone was in major danger, to get out of there, to get out of all that trouble so we weren't all hurt.  That is what you said."


"No, that is not what I said, Kaden! I didn't say anything of the kind." I turned to Adrien. "Did you believe him? Did you actually believe him, without checking with me if that's what I did say? Were you really that dumb?"


"We couldn't check with you,"! Adrien told me slowly, like I wouldn't be able to comprehend him otherwise. "You were tied up five feet in the air."


"Well if you didn't know for sure, you should have just come and checked, and helped me like any friends would!"


"That's what Lara said, but she was already looking like she was going to faint, and we needed to get her out of there! If you weren't so selfish, you'd be able to see that!"


"I'm selfish? Hell no, I am not selfish. I've never hurt any of you, yet you all seem to not even care anymore right now, do you? Or maybe it's just Kaden, who has decided that it is his mission in life to be a complete and utter twat!" His sharp gaze met mine like two vultures, and I narrowed my eyes, clenching my fists. He glared at me. "I'm not lying, you know," I laughed. "You are being a bit of a twat."


I wasn't sure, but I thought I saw Lara nod. "I'm no twat, Darla!" Kaden shouted. "If anything, you are the twat, lying about what you said to me just so you can blame someone else for you getting your arse kicked!"


"I'm not a liar! You all know that I wouldn't lie! I mean, when have I ever used someone else as an excuse for why I've failed in something? Truthfully."


Kaden shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe that's why this is so annoying of you. You've changed." He spat the last word like it was dirt in his mouth, like he was going to choke on it, or to be sick.


"Not as much as you have." To my utmost horror, I found tears pricking my eyes, and I desperately tried to blink them away. "I don't even understand you any more, it's like you blame me for everything, even when none of it's my fault! You seem to sink that I was the one who left you and went off with that woman all those years ago, like I ditched you without any notice. But that wasn't me, Kaden, it was you! All of it was."


He frowned, furrowing his brow. His lips pressed into a thin line, and his brown eyes gleamed with gold. "What woman?"


"The woman, Kaden! The one whose house you went back to, when we were the three of us in America, and you didn't bother coming home? Remember that?"


"Oh, yeah." He cast his eyes down to the ground. "Sorry."


"Sorry? To hell with sorry, you left us!"


"I said I was sorry, Darla! It's more than you could ever manage to say!"


"I don't have anything to aplogise for!"


"Of course you don't," drawled a sultry voice from above me. I turned, already getting ready to shout at her. "You never do."


Keda hopped down from the wall she was perched on, and her eyes dragged themselves across my face. I felt Lara and Adrien take a step back, but Kasden was still tense behind my right shoulder. "Can't you just die, Keda?" I sighed. "You don't even have anything to live for anymore. Just go."


"I think you forget that I am immortal, Darla. And so are you, too, though you're not looking too great for it."


"Do you have a point, Keda, or are you just here to be a bitch?"


"Both," she laughed in a fake innocence, and she walked over to near Lara, reaching for her hair. In return, she got a slap in the face.


"Get away from us," Lara hissed, eyes like the dying stars in the sky. "Or we will not let you go again."


Keda laughed again, and pulled her own hair up into a ponytail, with the bobble bright pink and startling against the darkness of her hair. "You could try to do that, Lara, and I don't doubt your determination. But you know you can't actually get to me." Leaving Lara, she ruffled Adrien's bright blue hair, and a smile slippered across her lips. "Also, this" she motioned to his hair and eyebrow "is a complete disaster. You should probably try to fix it."


"Go!" Adrien bellowed. "You don't need to be here, and you're just wasting your own life. So just forget about us, okay? Leave us alone."


"I can't just forget about all of you," she giggled. "I need my lover with me now, especially sicne Darla tried to kill me already." She batted her eyelids, and my heart jumped, plunging into my stomach like a diver flying off a board.


"Your lover?" I choked. "You're not capable of having any lovers."


"I don't think this darling agrees with you, though." Her hand reache d over to where Kaden was, with a cruel smile playing on his face. Her nails dragged on his skin, and he laughed at it, like the pain was nothing more than a little game of hers. "Do you?"


"No," he laughed, turning his head to smirk at me. "I think you're capable of having every lover in the world, if you wanted to. I'm just glad that it's me."


"You're a bloody loony!" Adrien screeched at Kaden, his face the brightest red it could achieve - which wasn't actually all that bright. "She's a manipulative, sly, evil little snake! Don't you have any clue what she's like? At all?"


"I know that she's not what you're all making her out to be. She's beautiful, sweet, and you can't see that because you're too blinded by what you believe is your own shining beauty, which, by the way, is completely non - existent. And I love her."


He looked into her eyes, and she smiled. It was eerie, but I could see love on her face, too. It must have  been an act, though. She could never find love in her heart for anybody. "I love you," she whispered, her voice nearly lost in the blur of grey around us. "Now, come with me." Her eyes laughed with cool composure, and it made her look almost eathereal, the frost that covered her heart. "You've already done so much for me, now it's my turn."


In an instant, the two of them were gone, leaving behind only the ghost of a Cheshire cat smile on Keda's face.


Lara and Adrien turned to me, both with blame painted on their faces. "So what are we going to do now?"


My heart was racing, my head still not quite wrapped around what had just happened. "I think ..." my throat burned "... we run."

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