You didn't think I was going to leave it where I did, did you? Nah, I'm evil but I'm not that bad...I think. I don't know, you tell me. But nonetheless, it's time for the second half of Zoe's story. And...It's a crossover! It's not in that section for two reasons. 1. No one looks there so you wouldn't see it, and two, I want to see some guesses as to what it's crossed with. When Someone does get it right, it will be moved. Submit your guess by review, and if I've already shared this information with you, don't guess (this goes for two people). Enjoy
And no, I don't own anything except Zoe
The Immortal Immortal
Zoe
Pain. In my head. In my hands. In my toes. Fire. Fiery pain. Was I being consumed by my own abilities? The fiery power? I felt cool hands wrapped around me. Holding me. The cold did nothing. Screaming did nothing. But I screamed anyway. The person holding was telling me something, but I couldn't concentrate on her words. I just want to die already, why can't I die? Hasn't this gone on long enough? What cruel torture goes on this long? Would it end soon. "Yes," something said. The fire began to recede from my toes and fingers. But it intensified near my heart. It began to go away everywhere but my heart made it seem like child's play. I could hear my heart beating. It was so fast, I was sure who ever was carrying me could hear it. Finally, the fire stopped. I could only feel the hands carrying me. I couldn't hear my heart beat anymore. Carefully, I opened my eyes. It was bright. Cloudy, but bright. Everything was clear. Beautifully clear. I could see everything 10 times better than before. I could hear shouts and yells. I looked around. Several other people were around. And they were running. So were we. I looked at the person carrying me. She was female. Maybe around the same age as Zair. Zair. My sister. I thought about her, but my memories were unfocused and full of pain. What was going on? What happened to me.
"Calm down," said the girl. "Your transformation took longer than expected." I stared at her like she was crazy. What transformation? The girl stared back at me. She was still running with me in her arms. I looked around. We were running fast. Impossibly fast.
"Get used to it," she said. She tone was not unkind, but she was in a hurry. "Look kid, if we make it out of this alive, I'll explain everything you need to know. But first, we need to fight," she said.
"Who?" I asked.
"All I know is that they have yellow eyes, and they're strong," she said. I looked at her eyes. They were blood red. Her skin was deathly pale too, but her hair was very dark in color. Her clothing was in tatters, and covered in blood. Why?
"Stand and start running girl. You will know when to attack. Just check for yellow eyes," she told me. I nodded. I jumped out of her arms and began to run. It was easy keeping pace with these people, even though we were easily running at 70 miles an hour. We reached a lake, but that didn't stop a single person. They ran right in. Perhaps I was stupid, but I followed. I held my breath, but I didn't feel any burn from my lungs. Had I just short circuited my nerves or something. It was mere minutes before we crossed the river. Everyone ran out and past, to a cliff. They began climbing it at the speed we'd just ran. I raced to join them, not wanting to be lost, and really wanting an explanation as to what the hell was going on with me. I aimed for foot holds in the rock, but it yielded under my hands. I'm not that strong, right? Had my inner kairu hit a whole new level? A forest was next. Branches and twigs bounced off me harmlessly. I could see a clearing up ahead. Six pale people had assumed a fighting stance. They were a threat. Rage consumed me, as I ran. I ran with the others to meet these people head on. There was at least 15 of us, and only six of them. This would be easy. At least I thought so until one guy punched one of our guy's heads clean off. I stared. No blood, but it looked like the guy was sold rock. I whirled around just in time to see another guy snap someone's neck. Same deal, no blood, just rock. These yellow eyes were literally tearing us apart. I raced towards one with every intent to tear it to shreds. Then the wolves came. The same wolves I'd run into before. They jumped over a rock, and landed right on us. I just barely dodged. Before I knew what was going on, the girl pulled me away, behind a rock with her. We semi hid, watching as our team lost several limbs. No blood. Not one bit. I hissed at the girl. Why couldn't I fight?
"Survival," she reminded. Right. I noticed we soon caught someone's attention. Some yellow eyes. I moved to fight, as did the girl. I didn't desire having my arm removed, but it seems I didn't have choice.
"Stop," the yellow eyed woman said. He looked at the man next to her. Her boyfriend or something I guess.
"We don't want to hurt you," he said kindly. "Surrender, and you won't be harmed." I nodded vigorously. That sounded good. I turned to the girl next me. She was nodding too.
