The Black bird

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Featuring Odysseus.

Odysseus's Pov

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Odysseus's Pov

Flames pour throughout the farmhouse and for a moment I'm left memorized. Heat, fire, smoke emitting from the surroundings suffocates me. "Syenn! Grab on my hand!" He struggles wheezing trying to block out the smoke from reaching to his lungs, a sudden shrieking could be heard as the wood creaks thudding to the floor separating me from him, creating a port. "No! No!" I yell, coughing.

"Just go! Save yourself!" Syenn roars.

"Please make sure my daughter gets what she deserves, please." Fire blazes through my eyes as I rush towards the secret exit that I had created, always have a Plan A, if plan B doesn't work.

And here they thought I'd die easily.

I shove at the wood as it crumbles apart creating a narrow hole and slide my body through it. "I'm so sorry," I choke watching everything crumble apart before my eyes. I wheeze my hands involuntarily flying to my throat taking a lungful of air. My knees sink to the ground holding on to the sharp piercing pain that emits through my leg.

Fuck, I had let someone die again.

It felt as if history was repeating itself.

Why was I such a loser!?

"Mom, it hurts, everything hurts!" I cried into the dark night. "I lost- I couldn't save him- I-"

I panic, choking on my words staring at my hands covered with numerous scars and blood. I had done everything to protect myself even if it meant killing to prove the point. I was broken to the point no one could help me.

"Odysseus," A soft whisper sounded through my ears, I whirled my head to the sound, blinking away the tears as I stared into the hallow filled eyes of my mother. "You look dead, let me fix that."

"Mom?" I sputtered.

"There's a reason why you've always been fascinated with ravens, it's because they have the ability to converse with the dead. And, I've always been here with you, lurking in the shadows, watching."

"I worked so hard for myself and this is what I get!?" I snapped peering into the light of her shadow.

"It's okay, failure describes who you are, your story has just started. You can't give up. You've been given another chance at life, don't waste it. Start fresh, start new."

I shuddered and thought.

I knew what to do.

I did everything I could to protect myself even if it meant killing, a vicious made man was I until this day, the fire.

I was reborn into a new person.

So I had to hide, fake my death, for myself.

I did everything I could for myself, it wasn't easy what I did for myself, I worked so hard for myself.

Only in the end to die? That wasn't my destination.

I went from ditching death to hiding into shadows.

For myself.

For myself.

You'd call it self-love, I'd call it self-destruction.

But it was time to start new and fresh, nobody had to know I existed not even my sister. To this day I vowed to stay away from her and Ida, who was my only friend but friends ended with the word 'end'.

But this wasn't my ending.

Lmao y'all really thought I'd let my soul mate die? Nah..... Looks like we'll be having Odysseus's book.

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