Bidding of the Feared

Here we shall go back in time a few years....

  Jroch relaxed against the rough, reclined chair and stared up above him, utter darkness not allowing any angles of light to filter through his sightless eyes. He could hear Leon and Dove playing soccer a few blocks away from where he sat, his ears accustomed to listening great distances.

  After tuning them out for a few moments, he finally let out a sigh he had been trying to keep in for years by now. He never complained about being blind, had always accepted it without question. Of course, he had never witnessed sight before, so it was never anything to yearn for. Now, though...now situations differed. 

  Jroch knew that Leon had killed before, killed voraciously and mercilessly. He knew it was a hobby that his brother enjoyed, but he had never thought of adapting that lifestyle to himself. The killing wasn't something that had in any way struck him as an opportunity to be better. Yesterday, however, when a mysterious cloaked figure appeared before him, let Jroch see the landscape and the colorful sun rolling west at dusk, a new hole gaped open inside of him. Desire. Desire to see the world for once how everyone else manages to see it. To not always be the odd one out, though at least he was defiant enough to attract the friends and attention he needed.

  The cloaked person said Jroch could have that sight. Only if he worked hard. That for each soul he releases from its trapped human body, he would receive a small portion of vision, a portion so small that he wouldn't be able to even notice a difference until he had murdered at least fifty people. By then the black would be relegated, and it would be replaced by a white light. Which would slowly mold to shapes and colors.

  Jroch flipped out his knife from his pocket. He had always carried one, but had never found the need to use it. It was clean of bloodshed, or any adjective relating to a murder.

  It's been fifteen years, Jroch thought furiously. Fifteen years, my whole life, with this cursed blindness. I'll do whatever it takes to experience again what I had for those few moments yesterday.