It had been a long long time since the last dance of hers and his. An endless Dance with Vengeance as supposed.
He could never realize on how his partner was non-live, He could never get rid of the sounds of screams and curses.
CHAPTER 1
The First Dance
Opalium looked around him as he started dancing on the wooden and empty stage. The theater was empty.
Spotlight staring down at him as he danced with every precise step. Opalium raised his hands in the air and grabbed a mannequin.
He danced with the lifeless object, As if it was a partner for a dance. Steps making little sounds with the metal clanking on the wood.
Opalium's focus was destroyed as he heard rustles from behind the stage. " Penelope, Stop trying to spy on me " He said. His green eyes narrowing.
The brunette girl chuckled, " Sorry! " She walked out. " I was admiring you dance. " She said. " Just tell me if you want to watch me dance. " Opalium sighed.
He looked away but turned back as he went back-stage, " Father must be worried sick.. " Opalium murmured as he ran to the exit of the theater.
Penelope just watched Opalium leave. She chuckled, " Hes always the same.. worried about his father. " She said.
She looked back and stared at the mannequin that had been dropped on the ground. Penelope picked it up and placed it in its rightful place.
Meanwhile, Opalium was running towards his house, out of breath as he opened the door.
His elderly father looked at him, " Oh sonny! Your already back? " He asked, his voice a bit hoarse. Opalium nodded, " I was worried, Father. " he said and held his hand.
His father only chuckled, " Im fine, Im still strong and moving! " He said. Opalium nodded his head again, " Can you breath normally now? " He asked.
" Of course I can. " He replied, " The medicine you bought made wonders! " Opalium smiled as he listened to his father's words.
" Well, Im glad. " Opalium said. His hands shivered slightly, Opalium knows his father doesnt have that much time to live.
The eldery man looked at him and held his cheek, " Sonny, dont cry. " Opalium stayed silent, holding in his tears. " I wont.. " He murmured.
Back in the theater.
Penelope was cleaning everything in the stage. An young man in his twenties stepped in, " Is everything cleaned up? "
" Of course sir! " She said.
" Good. "
