You can never truly understand everything that happens in life. Why do things flow the way that they do? Who decides why things exist, and who decides when they can begin and when they can end? It's the same with the mind. You can never be in full control of it. Sometimes, you will forget. Other times, you will remember but it is always the things that you forget that will leave you wanting more. What was it that you cannot remember? Like a jigsaw puzzle missing a few pieces, you have an incomplete memory. Your recollection of the past is fragmented and you can only remember flickers, silhouettes and shadows. What day was it then? Was it night? What was happening? Did somebody die? Did somebody lose a dear sister? Was somebody left powerless?
Who knows. The events that lead up to the death of the Queen of Hollows was all but a blur to her now. Her throat, arms, legs, stomach and more all felt painful whenever she tried to recollect them. It's best not to think about it. However, sometimes you just can't help it. Two centuries ago, something grand had happened. Her family was created, and each one walked on in their own lights. But not Ashlei. Oh no, she fell into darkness. She became a monster and she walked the path of the dead. Her body had been ravaged, mauled and destroyed time and time again until she finally took upon the Demon form she had grown accustomed to now. All of this, was not enough to keep her from trying to reach out to her past though.
She knew somebody was out there. SHe knew, one special person was different to the rest. Her time in K-world, trying to rescue Claire created so much tension in her mind, body and soul. However she felt something else. A pull towards a mysterious man she had not known for that long. What she wasn't aware of, was how she had sent this man to his own isolation. A task of watching a gateway into Hueco Mundo. Why did she forget about him? Was it her mind, repressing her past? Her human life? Could she not stand to face those memories? It isn't like that anymore though. She wanted more from this. She wanted answers to the blacked out parts of her mind. She couldn't just forget the people she once loved.
And so, she is here in K-world. She knows why this feeling is taking over her body. Her long, scruffy red hair was lazily drooping down her back, swaying as she slowly walked along. Her knee's lifted parts of her black gothic dress as she climbed up small steps. Those red eyes glowed vibrantly, her stride weak and forced, her body shivering at the outcome of this meeting. SHe found where the male was and stood behind him, some distance. She didn't say a word. Something felt as though he knew she was coming. What would he try to say? What could they say? They were....connected.
Some might say that Ashlei was a girl that was very disconnected from reality. She wasn't the kind of person that would stand up and announce her presence. She wasn't one to make sure her enemy knew her she was. no. She was a quiet girl. Her days of rampage were behind her. She wanted more to her life than simply killing. Even the insane may finally realise this fact. She now spent her days wandering, trying to find meaning. She needed to find those she lost so long ago. The people so close to her that she once called her family. She needed it back, and that was why she was here.
Ashlei stood firmly in this lonely room with only the other male standing opposite her. He looked so familiar. He seemed to know her so well, yet not at all. And she felt like she was supposed to know who this man was. Her memories were fading, and she tried her best to piece together each fragment she could collect. This man, his name was...
She stood silent for a moment after saying his name. The two couldn't just stare at one another like this, but she had no clue how to proceed. She needed to say something though.
"Who...are you?" She said as she raised a hand to her belly. She knew something felt wrong. It wasn't normal. This feeling was something she once understood but now she does not. It just felt like a stomach ache and it made her want to puke. Taking one big gulp, she continued.
"This feeling I have. It isn't normal... It is trying to tell me something but I don't understand what it means. I just know it's being caused by you.. All those years ago, I told you to remain at that gate and I... I forgot about you. I didn't mean to I just... I fell down a terrible path. but...you're here now. You left on your own accord. There must be something else to this otherwise I wouldn't feel so strange around you as I do now."
She paused for a moment and looked away, not wanting to remain locked onto his features. he seemed so familiar, and that she couldn't put her finger on it, she was becoming agitated and nervous. She merely spoke one more time.
"who are you?..."
This destined meeting felt like a meeting that would drag the two back to their childhood. The time when they were both siblings, twins born at once that lived together in peace until Ashlei's tragic death. It reminded her of a little playroom in the house with simple, impractical toys and two smiling parents that watched a small boy and girl enjoy themselves. It was almost the beginning of what could have been a wonderful life that the family could have enjoyed together. Now though, when you look back on it all, do those kinds of images really make you feel at ease? or do they make you feel even more uncertain as to what is happening now?
Ashlei blinked to remove the memories she had long lost, as though she did not want to remember them. She lived here and now, not back then. The time when she was a little girl means nothing in the grand scheme of things. She was a Queen now. She was nothing like she used to be and that was how she would remember it. Almost like it was a totally different person. Nonetheless, she had to reach out into those memories to find the answers Verathius sought for. It was weird. It felt like she had known him all her life, yet he was still a blurry image before her. She had to find a way to piece him together as even he doesn't know who he is.
Ashlei approached. Slowly at first, but she needed to get a better view. She wanted to know what her gut feeling was telling her. It was growing, almost painful. Too much to bear as she stood no more than a few inches away to stare deep into his eyes. She could feel something and it was not anxiety. It wasn't fear. It just gave her messages that only she could understand. the reds. The face. His entire body. He looked so much like she did. Her actions were starting to feel scripted as she reached out, wrapping her arms around him in a tight, consoling embrace. His questions. Could she answer them like this? Could his heart understand what she was feeling? These memories and feelings required no words. They would spark pictures of old. A time where two children played together. Even an image of a young girl hugging her brother just like Ashlei was now.
Piece the puzzle together Verathius, as the memories hidden deep within will stir to life once more.
What Verathius spoke of was nonsense. Impossible. These two had hardly been around one another and Ashlei had treated him so badly, to even have left her command and walk under a different leader. She hated that. The fact that someone this close to her heart had been tossed aside just because her memories were so blank. She couldn't forgive herself for this. But why? Why did she accept what he said? She knew, that them being siblings was just absurd but he was telling the truth. She could tell. Ashlei looked into his glazed eyes before wrapping her arms around him tightly. He was taller than she was, so she could bury her face into his chest.
"I'm so sorry" Her eyes watered and she began to sob gently. Little trickles fell down her cheeks and rubbed into his clothes. She didn't care about keeping her composure. She just wanted to have her brother back. the one she forgot about. The one she didn't know. "My life has been full of so much pain. I...Iv'e lost so many and I just.... I don't know what to do. Our family is out there. Somewhere. But I just don't know where. Everything is so confusing and I hate it."
She looked back up at Verathius' face once more, her eyes and cheeks smeared with her tears. She then forced herself to crack a smile. She tried to remain calm and bring forth a cuter more pleased expression. "I don't remember what happened to me when I was still human. Those days passed 200 years ago. What matters, is here and now. I'm not letting any more of my blood drip away from me" She said this as she clung onto his shirt, gazing. She seemed almost, enchanted when she calmed down. She dispersed her worries and just wanted to move on. Now that he was here, maybe she could do it. Maybe she could get help closer to home.
The girl held on tightly as the two embraced one another. She had no real intention of moving away any time soon. She wanted to remember this moment until the day she died. The day she met her long lost brother once more. Not much else in the world could make her happier. Not any more at least. She lifted her face from his chest and chuckled lightly as she could see she had smeared herself all over his shirt and chest. She really didn't care though. Why would she? Her ears listened to his words, perking up almost like a puppy to listen in eagerly. She nodded slowly after he finished speaking and decided to lay her cheek on his chest once more.
"Help me as much as you can, protect me from what's wrong in this world. I welcome every effort you make." She smiled, almost as though she was beginning to doze off. In fact, it wouldn't be a surprise if her body was starting to slowly shut down. She had been awake almost a whole 6 hours now which is somewhat unlike her. Her eyes slowly fluttered closed, but she had a go at squeaking out a few more words.
"I want you to come home with me. Live where I do in my land. You can help me look after our people. I'm growing...sleepy though. Can you take us there? Come see me when I...wake...up" Her voice was so smooth and quiet as she said this, approaching her time to sleep. Her heart was full to the top with happiness and it calmed her. She felt so relaxed to the point where she could actually fall asleep without a single worry in the world. Her brother was here. he could stop anyone that tried to hurt her. She felt so safe for once in her long life. Before she could hear any of Verathius' responses, her eyes had fully shut and her breathing became rhythmic in her entranced, sleeping state. Hopefully he would still hold onto the sleeping Queen.