02-22-2010, 10:06 PM
The Awakening
Solari sat, rocking back and forth in his sweat stained straight jacket. His rooms were padded to protect himself from harm. His head twitched as a Nurse peeked through the looking hole of the cell door. He let out a shrill cry; it was another day in the asylum. He had originally been diagnosed as having D.I.D. or Dissociative identity disorder, but it had seemed as if he had some new symptom every day. What the doctors didnt know was as he starred, rocked back and forth, a battle raged on in his head, a battle between an ordinary man, and something far more sinister. His body was nothing but a vessel, a shell, a world in which the final battle for his humanity would play out
A lone man walks through the forest, his shadow only visible by the light of the moon. Its a full moon tonight, he thought it always is... His only defense was a hand made spear. Now, some might have thought that this very act alone was an act of insanity, but this was different, he was hunting the only monster capable of setting him free. The man was known as Solari. Solari was not the only one hunting within the forest, the monster was looking to kill him as well. As Solari crept through the forest he was constantly haunted by victims that the monster slayed and that he had a front row view of when it feasted on their flesh. He couldnt help but to blame himself, as much as the monster. After all, it was His body. As he walked he saw their names were carved into every treethe monster was playing with him.
As Solari walked on his final path toward the confrontation with the monster, he thought how things ended up so badly. It wasnt Solaris fault; from the time he was born he was doomed. He grew up within an exiled colony that was well known for its mysticism. He had grown up constantly hearing people call him one of the chosen. He was deemed by the village shaman to be chosen for a ancient ritual. This terrified Solari, so much that when he reached age 18- the time when the ritual is carried out- he ran away and left the planet forever on a handed down ship.
With no were to fly, and little knowledge of the galaxy, he was eventually picked up by slavers and shipped to Planet Malta. Solari didnt mind it much, and eventually grew to love the planet, but what he didnt realize was that by the time he had set foot on Malta, breathed in its air, and changed his DNA, his nightmare was slowly coming back for him.
The Cardamine had changed his DNA structure, and it caused problems with his trait for immunity to the Kuru virus- The virus contracted from the eating of another mans flesh. He constantly was spending days, even months in a hospital. But it made it no better he needed to breathe the cardamine. There was only one thing that would save him, and it was the shaman back on his Planet Crete. He departed Malta and headed for his home village. The shaman was happy to see him again since he had raised him since he was a child. The shaman indeed told him that he had a chance, for he was the chosen one for the reincarnation of a blood god, a great and powerful spirit. Solari agreed upon fearing death, but no one knew what would happen to him, no one had ever had Cardamine in their DNA and under went the change. Solaris body was tormented, his identity constantly changing between that of the demon and him. He watched as the monster committed atrocities against mankind, unable to kill it, as it grew stronger with the help of the cardamine, until his body could no longer support two hosts. One would have to die.
The path was dark and there was a heavy mist as he crept ever closer to the monster, the trees were ornamented with limbs and body parts. Spear at the ready he went through the mist toward his final battle with the monster. There was a laugh from within as the outline of the giant monster appeared. His giant orange, blood crested eyes penetrated the mist like fog lights. The monster moved with supernatural speed and power, he quickly snatched up the spear and vanished, only to appear behind him and seize Solari by the throat. The monster had won; he was in full control now. Solari was to be forever the viewer of the monsters atrocities; the only witness to his cruelty.
The fact of the matter still remained. Was he really insane, and all of this was just manifested by his cruel childhood? Or did something actually get inside Solari's body that day he visited the old shaman? And did the man formly known as Solari even exsist anymore?
Solaris body ceased to shake, his head twitch, and the buckle on the back of his straight jacket was loose. The nurse was coming and it was feeding time