Sleep on through the Dawn [Solo]

Ah.

Well this was it.
She'd spoken to everyone. Visitors. Loved ones. Coworkers. The heartfelt part was over. And now.... as she sat....slumped over a washbin full of her bloody puke... she knew that now was the boring part. Her slow .....death? Life? She didn't know if she was going to survive this. For .... how long she could survive this. So many people thought about it in such a binary way. Living. Beating it.

But reality was so much more cruel. Even if she lived through this, there was no way she'd be likely able to go back to what she was. She could feel it crawling through her body. Fighting her.

Choking her.
Corroding her.

There would be no sudden jarring end. Just a slow.....painful crawl for the rest of her life. Whatever that might be. Slowly... she couldn't help but smile a little to herself, she'd have chuckled if she didn't feel like it would have sent her into more bloody puking. But ..... the irony was still so damn bittersweet.

"This what you had in mind? When you said you were going to leave me one day?" She croaked softly, wondering if he could hear her. Her dirty little secret. That she'd never told a soul. Certainly hid from a good number of people. What a pain he was. and yet.... in this very moment. She couldn't help but wish she could hear that ....sure...confident voice. That'd be kinda nice in ....a time like this.

"Not Quite."

That voice... made her pause. Slowly raising her head, and staring infront of her. At ....something she never thought she'd see. Something she feared seeing. The kind of thing she once had nightmares about. Not in her own little mindscape. Not in that sea of blood. Not in any ...metaphysical charade.

No.... just....standing there. Right in her damn hospital room. Was Him.

He towered over her, his body nothing but darkness as he stared down at her, that same strange serene look on his face.

"Holy fuck....." She paused.... and looked around. This ...didn't feel right. "You know...this would have been a neat trick to have pulled during that ...Kurosaki fight...ya know." She murmured softly, and closed her eyes, only to open them and still see him standing there. He ...WAS standing there....right?

"I never quite intended our parting to be something like this. But. Your future is running out." He made his way to the side of her bed, walking through the table as he did. Something that made her frown. Was he just a hallucination? A Ghost? But the hand that rested on her back, it felt all too real.

And that was scary. Becayse it made her sure that this wasn't just a dream. Made her ....tense and sweat just ever so slightly. How did one really respond to the news that they were dying? Slowly, she balled her hands into fists...clutching at the sheets of her bed. "A little more ...warning might have been nice." She muttered. She didn't have the energy to be upset. She was too tired to be confused. Angry. Indignant. Incredulous. All of those emotions she usually had ready and chambered. They just slipped through her fingers. And sank to sadness.

"It's not fair to the rest of them..... Lil.... and Candice." She closed her eyes,scarlet tears running down her cheek. Fuck there was so much blood....

"Giselle. Your life was always meant to end. But not like this." His hand peeled away from her back, and she .....felt..... strange. And then.... the sound of rushing water.... and red clouded her vision. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out... was blood. A sudden shock of panic coursed through her as she realized what was happening. She was bleeding. From her eyes. From her ears. From her mouth. And suddenly, a panic set in as she felt something....twist inside of her. But it was ..... different. This ....this wasn't her blood. It was HER blood but. She didn't FEEL it. Not like she usualy did. She could always FEEL her blood. Sense it's presence. It was, after all, an extension of her existence. But this ...that was spilling out of her. She couldn't feel it at all. And slowly...she could feel her reiryoku draining out.

"Ghrrhh...rhh..." She tried to speak, reaching out, trying to grab a hold of something. Grab his stupid fucking....cloak or something! She wasn't ready to die yet!

But that hand closed around hers and she suddenly was pushed back. Forced to lide down as she saw a inkling of light through that red clouding, and barely...just barely, she could see him standing beside the bed. But he wasn't right. Parts of them were... missing. And even though there was no way she should hear anything with blood coming from her ears. She heard him clear as day.

"Giselle. It's been such a long time. You've been a child for far too long. I've watched you grow so much slower than you should have. You've never had the option to be yourself. To be a human. You have. Forever. Been my creation. A product of me."

It was getting rark, she coughed, choking on the blood. Wait....choking? She couldn't breathe. Why did she feel like sh ehad to breathe?! She RETCHED and coughed up blood, clutching at the bin as she tried to somehow keep a hold of herself as she slowly felt her consciousness starting to slip. No clue what the hell was going on.

"But that time is over.You've earned your rest.

She couldn't help bit. She felt herself slowly slipping. But even as she did.... the terror of it all, slowly started to drift away. As her head began to spin, and she felt breath entering her lungs, and that burning faded from her frame. Suddenly she felt....so incredibly tired. Her eyes going in and out of focus as the read cleared from her vision. And in those last fleeting moments, she looked up and saw .... a much younger Emperor. Staring down at her....his frame seeming to fade, as if a passing dream.
Her mind snagging just a few more words as she slowly fell to the dark of unconsciousness.

"Farewell. And Goodnight."