Thread: Cold as Ice (Broomhandle and Lady Athene)

Wang Yi What in the fuck happened?! It wasn't that she didn't know the answer. Rather, the more accurate one was it was a truth no one wanted to believe. Yet, it seemed to extend not only to the surviving family members of the fallen Lord and General Cao Cao, but those who had so loyally served him. Believe it or not, there were a fair share of women who risked their lives and fought for - as well as with - this very same man. Among the sea of mourning soldiers was one of the females. Twenty-three year old Wang Yi was still caught in a world of shock, awe, and denial, topped with a healthy dose of anger and PTSD. How did this happen?! You were one of his best! Why was this last fray any different than the others?! Her hands gripped tightly onto the reigns of the horse she was riding, her lip simultaneously biting down atop the lower one. Hard, too. Nothing more than sheer will power was keeping her from drawing blood from her own flesh. You're better than this, she muttered bitterly, her voice low and tremulous, if not also slightly livid. So many emotions were swimming through the twin trishula user, coursing through her blood, veins, and somehow even seeming to reflect in her eyes. ... At least she was relatively sure about that much, given how uneasy many of the others looked and swiftly moved away from her. Then again, it was no secret as to why Yi had asked to join with Cao Cao. She did have the best of intentions. That was a given. However, it could also be said they were for her and no one else, really. Unless, that is, anyone else was holding a secret grudge against Ma Chao. How had it all started, anyway? Her grudge, that was? She couldn't even remember, exactly. Some times, it felt like a blur. Right then and there, it wasn't that she couldn't see the memory, as it were. Her eyes were focused on one thing and only it the corpse of Cao Cao, which was being led away to have a proper sending away. Why hide the tears? That's what the rain is for so they can mingle in along with the droplets ... Because I'm a soldier! I shouldn't need to weep! And yet, it was for that exact reason that Wang Yi felt like joining those who were openly crying. In the end, despite not being Cao Cao's lover or family member, the man had meant something to her, as well as everyone around Yi. Knowing she had failed the same individual who agreed to let her aid him out ... oh yes. It stung, stabbed, damn well nearly killed her pride. It was a feeling she did not enjoy and the primary reason Yi's body was shaking so violently. She wanted to avenge Cao Cao. To earn redemption. To make up for what she deemed be to date her worst failure ever. .... Yes. This was indeed more horrible than failing to kill that bastard, Ma Chao. That incident had been about a month or so ago, give or take. As much as Yi sometimes wished she could forget that fated day, her memory would forbid it. As such, Wang most definitely remembered Sima Yi trying to cheer her up. ... That hadn't gone well. She rejected his 'sympathy', or was it supposed to be pity? Whatever the case, she tossed his gestures and words back. So, instead, she remembered what Yi had agreed to accept. That came in the form of vowing Ma Chao would die by her weapons and no one else's. Damn straight! she hissed through gritted teeth, her voice now shifting as it steadily caved in. The shakes traveling through her body were increasing, and it was quickly becoming more and more obvious to hear just how close to sobbing Wang was. One by one, the horses started to stop in their tracks. Yi had been so focused on herself that truthfully, she heard almost none of the talk between the others. The only sounds resounding through her ears were her inner screams and angrily beating heart. For now, this was more than okay with her. Se didn't want - nor need to speak with them. She simply needed to join the others, to cry. And so, she did. No longer caring whether the tears were noticed or people simply thought a copious amount of rain was falling down her skin, Yi began to sob, shuddering every now and again as a violent shake traveled through every inch of he body. Cao Cao ... The name left her lips in the softest of whispers. The volume lowered even more as she purposely hid the next words. Only people who tried to make them out would hear her next say, I'm so sorry. I failed you ... this is a good part of my fault, my incompetence. I swear though ... Her fingers dug into her palms, breaking a bit of the skin as a slow, steady trail of blood began to fall from the palm of her hands. I will make up for my failure. One way or another, I will get my redemption ... for my sake and yours ...