Disclaimers: Don't own anyone you recognise. I DO own Jeanllan, Daevar, Alexis, Marris, Simone, Klarissa, Jackie... and I'll own more soon! Just don't sue me, okay?
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Using a pick, Jeanllan — or Jean as everyone
called her — hammered out the chords to 'Did You Do It All For Love' by
Nurture on her electric guitar. Daevar, with his smoothe voice, sang
the lyrics. It was only a practice, so they could do whatever they
wanted, and it was the end of one, so they picked something simple.
With an extra flourish to make the song a little more interesting, they
finished.
"Now that is what I
call an easy song," Alexis said, slipping the guitar strap over her head
and placing her red-and-white electric guitar on her stand. "Next
time, can we pick something a little more challenging?"
"Hey! I wanted
something easy! My hands are sore enough as it is!" Marris the band's
bass guitarist complained.
"Yeah, and you've got
the easiest thing there is," Simone said, twirling the drum-sticks about
his fingers.
"So bite back the complaints,
Marris!" Jeanllan snarled, unclipping her guitar-strap and twirling the
electric-blue-and-silver guitar into its stand. "Anyway, I have to
get home before Mum throws a fit. Gah. Parents these days,"
Jeanllan grumbled, walking out the door sideways to accomodate her large
membranous wings. Daevar followed likewise, being an Eyrien as well,
and having the wings of his kind.
Jeanllan and Daevar
climbed a ladder up onto the roof, where they would be able to launch easier.
Since the McAllaster house was frequented by Eyriens, they had thought
it suitable to have a small plank outcropping the highest point of the
house: the roof of the third story, and ladders to get there.
Jeanllan and Daevar, being the most frequent of visitors, were immensely
greatful for the easy take-off.
Jeanllan went first,
merely pushing off the plank and snapping her powerful black wings out
their full 6 metre span, flapping them to gain enough height to allow Daevar
to use the plank after her. After reaching a good altitude, she stopped
flapping, and glided, or rather, hovered. Daevar appeared beside
her with a grin, and shot off ahead, arrowing towards their houses.
Jeanllan shrieked and fought to catch up with her neighbour, but he had
a head start. He was landed and had his wings folded to his side
when Jeanllan swooped in, folded her wings and dropped lightly to her feet
on the street outside their houses.
"Laters, chicky!" Daevar
said, waving as he opened the front door to his once white house.
Jeanllan only poked her tongue out and wandered into her own house.
"Yo! Mum!
You in here?" Jeanllan asked, poking her head around the kitchen door.
When she didn't see her mother, an Eyrien like her father, Jeanllan wandered
throughout the other rooms, calling for her mother. She couldn't
find Klarissa anywhere! She couldn't find her sister Jackie, either.
She peeked her head around the sliding glass doors to the bush-covered
back yard, and called once more for her mother. Still nothing, only
a feeling of evil hanging in the air.
She clutched at the
small bag. It held quite a number of uncut gems she had found one
day. Somehow, they provided small confort as the young Eyrien slunk
into the garden, her ice-blue eyes flashing about the bushes, noting the
smallest rustle of the leaves. Jeanllan's sharp eyes found a boot
sticking out from under one bush, and was over there in a flash, almost
yanking the poor plant out of the ground. It was her mother, Klarissa,
her wings mutilated beyond use, and her stomach cut open. Beside
her mother was her little sister, her tiny wings cut off, along with her
fingers, toes and head.
Jeanllan just stared.
Her heart felt like it had stopped beating. Ice cold rage flooded
her. The air around her became cold, and her eyes narrowed.
A figure was bent over her mother's head, a bloodied knife in one hand.
"Hekatah!" Jeanllan's voice was quiet and deadly. The woman's
head snapped up, and she smirked before disappearing. "HEKATAH!!"
Jeanllan shrieked before everything exploded.
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