"You cannot force me to love you," she screamed in the back of her mind as
she felt cold hard lips press firmly against hers. A frigid hand began to
slowly move up her back and she jumped when a gnarled finger twisted around
one of her raven locks. "O mater Luna..." she began to pray in between gasps
while the follower continued to seduce her.
"Give up, Blaze, no matter how hard you pray, your Lunar mother cannot understand your horribly accented Latin." The follower taunted as he pried the ebony colored face away from his and stared triumphantly into her burning amber eyes.
Moments ago he recognized her as a daughter, and chased her throughout the city, trying to steal the force within her that repelled him. A follower is always hungry for a warm soul to feed upon, and humans are such easy prey; predators tend to seek out a challenge.
Blaze shoved the follower away with her free hand that was surrounded in an orangey glow. Her eyes dilated and focused in on the newly changed expression from calm to fear on the followers face as she raised her other hand over her head and smiled coyly. "I really like to set you guys aflame..." She snickered and released the multiple fireballs from her outstretched hand that soon burned at the shaded figures flesh. "You guys explode."
Within moments, a small bang was heard and a new pile of ash formed on the pavement. She nudged it with the toe of her army boots before she turned and left the alleyway with her trench coat billowing behind her.
"BLAZE, MA GONNA KILL YOU WHEN SHE FINDS OUT YA TOOK A WALK AT THIS LATE AN HOUR!" she heard her brother scream from the window ledge as she neared the corner of her house. She wished that he would lean so far out; he would fall from the blasted window and onto the sidewalks of Hollywood. He always complained he would never leave his mark there...
She slammed the door behind her and diligently raced up the stairs that led directly to her room. "Ma's not gonna kill me, Jay, she's out, remember, or does that stupid 'fro of yours take up your whole head?!" she challenged over her shoulder when she safely closed the door behind her and fell into the covers of her bed. The candles on her windowpane ignited instantly and danced in the moonlight. Grinning, Blaze slid from her bed and leaned against the wall that divided her room from her brother's. "Do I hear a lady's voice in there Jay? What's mama gonna say when I tell her you had company over?" She teased on the top of her lungs and juggled a few fireballs in her hands.
It was normal sibling stuff for those two, they always played with each other that way. Sometimes they even wrestled, but always in Jay's room, it was bigger.
Jay hollered unprintable words back at his younger sister as she threw back her head and crooned, "Yer killin' me, bro! As if you'd have the guts to bring a girl to your room" With a quick turn of her heels, she retreated back into her full sized bed and threw the red sheets over her head. She did not bother changing out of her clothes that night, she planned on going out again to a club her friend, Jasmine, recommended.
This was really the last night of freedom Blaze had to herself, because someone else was watching her that night. Someone who was very interested in her pyrokenisis, her gift from Selene.
"Give up, Blaze, no matter how hard you pray, your Lunar mother cannot understand your horribly accented Latin." The follower taunted as he pried the ebony colored face away from his and stared triumphantly into her burning amber eyes.
Moments ago he recognized her as a daughter, and chased her throughout the city, trying to steal the force within her that repelled him. A follower is always hungry for a warm soul to feed upon, and humans are such easy prey; predators tend to seek out a challenge.
Blaze shoved the follower away with her free hand that was surrounded in an orangey glow. Her eyes dilated and focused in on the newly changed expression from calm to fear on the followers face as she raised her other hand over her head and smiled coyly. "I really like to set you guys aflame..." She snickered and released the multiple fireballs from her outstretched hand that soon burned at the shaded figures flesh. "You guys explode."
Within moments, a small bang was heard and a new pile of ash formed on the pavement. She nudged it with the toe of her army boots before she turned and left the alleyway with her trench coat billowing behind her.
"BLAZE, MA GONNA KILL YOU WHEN SHE FINDS OUT YA TOOK A WALK AT THIS LATE AN HOUR!" she heard her brother scream from the window ledge as she neared the corner of her house. She wished that he would lean so far out; he would fall from the blasted window and onto the sidewalks of Hollywood. He always complained he would never leave his mark there...
She slammed the door behind her and diligently raced up the stairs that led directly to her room. "Ma's not gonna kill me, Jay, she's out, remember, or does that stupid 'fro of yours take up your whole head?!" she challenged over her shoulder when she safely closed the door behind her and fell into the covers of her bed. The candles on her windowpane ignited instantly and danced in the moonlight. Grinning, Blaze slid from her bed and leaned against the wall that divided her room from her brother's. "Do I hear a lady's voice in there Jay? What's mama gonna say when I tell her you had company over?" She teased on the top of her lungs and juggled a few fireballs in her hands.
It was normal sibling stuff for those two, they always played with each other that way. Sometimes they even wrestled, but always in Jay's room, it was bigger.
Jay hollered unprintable words back at his younger sister as she threw back her head and crooned, "Yer killin' me, bro! As if you'd have the guts to bring a girl to your room" With a quick turn of her heels, she retreated back into her full sized bed and threw the red sheets over her head. She did not bother changing out of her clothes that night, she planned on going out again to a club her friend, Jasmine, recommended.
This was really the last night of freedom Blaze had to herself, because someone else was watching her that night. Someone who was very interested in her pyrokenisis, her gift from Selene.