King's fear

". . . ."

It was was about nine o'clock in the evening. The sky was already black and white sparkling stars were the only companions to the huge glowing moon. Vincent was sitting at the edge of his bed, facing wide opened balcony, staring at the beutifull moon appearing on the night sky. He sighed..

"Where could you be?"

His thoughts were lost between pictures of his lost wife. He closed his eyes, letting the soft light bright his white hair and pale skin.. Yami. His wife went on a mission and did not come back until now.. Vincent grabbed his head in big stress getting to him, anxiety choking him slowly..

"Y-Yami..."

She was like a core to his happiness. Like a drug he can't live without. Was it her pure laughter, or was it the thought that she is the actual demon of Power? Power that he craves for his entire life, but the love stopping him from gaining the evil he needs. He leaned his head over the side of the wall.. thinking and drowning in sadness.

"I need you.. I need you so bad."

The moon is the witness of king's pain. It helps him simply with it's existence. But why? Why is she not coming back? Is she hurt? Is she in danger? What could the human possibly do to her.. Vincent fears the worst.

"Yami, tell me they didn't seal you..."

His hands were shaking horribly, and fear filling his inside was strong. He was locking himself again. He was letting the badness do it's job. Power is slowly fading away from him.. His stomach starts rumbling.. he needs to eat something...quickly.