A/N: For some reason the underline is not working in the doc upload...and it's bugging me with the POV statement. *sigh* Oh well.
Yay for part two and a new POV! I'm excited, I'll admit it, this'll be a fun ride I assure you. Though right now life is getting a bit hectic again, so I'm going to make you a proposition. If you get me 5 reviews, or reviews and subs/favorites or whatever combination thereof, I will give a full chapter on Sunday, something longer than this little prologue. If I don't get these though...I'm gonna have to put it aside for schoolwork...sadly.
Oh, SYOC still going on too, just saying =).
Maggie's POV
I was fucking scared. I would never, ever admit that aloud, but I was scared out of my damn mind. It was just a normal circle, JC was doing some weird but totally awesome magick to go along with it, and then Neferet was down screaming about it. And then just bam, holy shit, there were Raven Mockers!
It was probably the last way I expected that night to turn out, in complete and total chaos, but sure enough Crazy Bitch found a way. So we fought as the Raven Mockers came after us, Gwen and I, and we had the advantage thanks to the telepathy and a little thing called thought sharing. It wasn't something Gwen liked to flaunt, but she could not only hear others' thoughts, but also talk to others mentally. Really only I knew about it because she didn't want others asking to cheat and all that stuff, I understood that. It wasn't that she didn't trust the rest of our friends, because she did, it's just...I don't know, my girlfriend is odd like that sometimes. And JC didn't know because either Gwen didn't know her long enough or because she didn't want to freak her new roommate out anymore than she already had to deal with.
But anyway, I digress. We managed to fight off a couple of Raven Mockers and then we split up. I really don't remember why we split up, but we did towards the end when things were calming down and I was going toward the infirmary. I didn't intend for the two Raven Mockers to corner me and then force me towards the girls' dorm…but I knew what was going on when they did. Aphrodite's vision, that was all I could think about when I was running from them. It looked like it wasn't going to be stopped.
"Sometimes fate can't be altered," I muttered to myself, but I was scared as all hell to die. When one hit me in the leg and I crumpled to the ground with a crack, all I could think about was how much I didn't want to die. I would never get to tell Gwen I loved her one more time, I would never get to call Zane a moron again, or admire another of Luke's sketches or get a history lesson from Harley…hell I wouldn't even get to know more about JC, our newest addition to the group.
But what was never done was now done. I pushed all of those thoughts to the back of my mind and squeezed my eyes shut tight when I hit the ground, preparing for the inevitable pain. One, if not both, of the Raven Mockers were going to tear out my back, and then probably rip my organs out one by one, and I could do nothing. My right leg was numb and I was too tired and too defeated to do anything other than to just prepare for it.
That pain never came though. I didn't hear her calling my name, but I heard her screaming…or more the battle howl of a wolf coming from her. I really had no clue what to think about that, as far as I knew there were no wolves in Tulsa and definitely not any near the campus…but I got my answer soon enough. Falling away from me were the two Raven Mockers, and tumbling past them was JC in full out battle mode.
They fought, and I could do nothing but watch as JC twisted and turned, throwing punch after punch at the things as they fought back. At one point in time, I thought I heard a sickening thud as one of them swiped at her…but she kept going so I assumed I was just hearing things, I really couldn't see what was going on too well behind the feathery black masses. It wasn't until they were gone and we decided to get to the infirmary that both of us found out half her shoulder was missing.
And that brought us to getting to the infirmary. Goddess we must have looked like a couple of soldiers returning from battle, me with my broken, twisted leg and JC with her bloodied, ripped up shoulder. But I was really happy…I should have been dead. If a broken leg was all I was going to be coming out with, I was perfectly content with that.
As we approached our destination, I noticed Lenobia standing outside, probably helping the number of fledglings and vampyres going to get treatment. "Maggie, JC?" she asked and came over to us, "what happened? Shouldn't you be going to the airport?" she asked, looking specifically at the girl I was leaning against.
JC let out a sigh and glanced at me, "yeah…I should be, but there were more important matters to deal with. Everyone else is gone, I made sure of that…I wanted them out of here as soon as possible," she explained.
Before anything else was said, we were momentarily sidetracked by Gwen. "Maggie?" she exclaimed, walking out of the door, "oh thank Goddess!" she cried and ran over to me, instantly taking me from JC and pressing her lips to mine.
And to think I may never have felt those soft, sweet lips against mine again. I relished in every second I felt her against me, memorizing every feeling. I shouldn't be having this, I should be dead…but I was still here. "Thank Goddess you're alive," Gwen breathed again, bringing her hands to my face and pressing her forehead to mine.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed JC and Lenobia give us some space. They walked away talking, the Spirit vampyre with a slight smile on her face. "Be thanking your roomie with the Goddess," I responded finally, meeting those amber eyes I loved, "she's the reason those Raven Mockers didn't tear me apart."
Gwen paused and glanced over to JC and her mentor talking and smiled a bit, "we owe her a lot."
"She's not going to want to hear it though," I chuckled quietly.
"Yeah, but still. C'mon, let's go get you cleaned up," she said and I nodded. We walked over to JC after Lenobia left and Gwen reached out, hugging her roommate.
She let out a cry again and bit her lip. My girlfriend pulled back in shock and confusion, "what's wrong? Oh damn!" she exclaimed, seeing the shoulder wound.
"Yeah," JC nodded but smirked a bit through the pain, "it hurt to get, but I'm damn proud that I have it now."
Gwen reciprocated the smirk and I figured it was just something between the two of them that I'd let go. "Right, alright, we need to get you both cleaned up now, so let's go," she added and we went into the infirmary.
Whatever good feelings we had were instantly gone when we stepped foot in the infirmary. The tension could be cut with a butter knife, and everyone was staring…er, glaring at JC. "Oh Goddess, Lenobia was right," she whispered with a cry.
"What do you mean?" I asked, looking at her in confusion, "what did she say?"
"Lenobia told me that Neferet was going around brainwashing people. They think the Raven Mocker attack was my fault, that the representation calling was Dark magick and the Raven Mockers were attracted to that. That's what she said when she started screaming, that it was an abomination to the Goddess and I was performing Dark magick," JC explained, "that's why the Raven Mockers came, they were attracted by the Dark magick…and it's my fault. Because they didn't know what I was doing and it's Neferet, they believed her easily."
"But that's not true!" Gwen exclaimed quickly.
"I know that," JC admitted quietly, looking down, "but they don't…and you know as well as I do that they won't know. They won't hear it, Neferet won't let them. I didn't want to go out of here like this, on such a low note."
"You'll be alright," my girlfriend muttered and bumped her roommate gently on the hip, "unless we don't stop the bleeding on you. That's still going pretty strong."
"Yeah," she agreed and looked at her shoulder, "I'm going to go find someone about this, preferably Helena. Get Maggie's leg fixed up and I'll see you in a bit," she said and went off.
We both watched after her for a moment, and Gwen sighed. "I feel bad for her, I really do," she admitted after a moment, "Goddess knows Neferet's trying to slander her in every way possible."
"More like slaughter," I mumbled, "but all's fair in love and war. JC's strong, she has to be. And so do we. We gotta get through this, Gwennie, we have to."
"We will, Mags," Gwen promised and kissed my temple, "I see a room open and a nurse, let's get your leg fixed up."
I let out a small sigh and nodded, hobbling with Gwen to the room and preparing for the pain that I was sure to go through when the nurse had to reset my leg.
