Hint! Hint!: I DO NOT OWN INHERITANCE CYCLE! (Though I would absolutely love to =)
"Look at her. She looks just like your mother." The man beamed down at the little girl.
"She's absolutely breathtaking. She'll lead the boys on a string when she finally blooms." The woman leaned into her husbands embrace.
"Mommy, Daddy, what are you going to name her? You said you'd decide by today." A group of children stood around the crib. The oldest boy spoke up. "You should name her Violet because she has purple eyes."
"Honey, her eyes are black not purple."
"No Mommy, they're purple, look."
"Stavgnen, look, they're bla-. What in the-! Honey they're different. Look Kelleck, her eyes are purple now."
The Couple bowed over their child, wondering over the change.
Cliera woke from the vision in a world of pain. She hadn't truly been unconscious, just in a state of half sleep. They hadn't let her sleep for the past three days, and every day got worse. They came to her every couple of hours and released the restraints on her upper day. They then proceeded to pour various potions and concoctions down her throat. Then they pushed her back into the water and strapped her down again. Her lungs burned with exhaustion from drawing on the water for so long. The burning sensation had spread through her body until her fingers and toes had finally gone numb. That numbness was now working its way up her limbs. She would feel relief for the absence of pain except that it terrified her.
The shadowy figure that hovered above her during her more lucid times appeared. Once her eyes had adjusted, she had been able to see that it was a man. His appearance terrified her. His hair and eyes were flaming red. His skin a pale, deathly white. He seemed to pulse with energy. Stories from not so long ago rose in her mind. Shades, once- humans possessed by spirits. Evil creatures that delighted in torturing people and upsetting the benign.
'So what does he want with me?'
I am impressed with your progress. You are ready. We may start the final faze now. It will not be long until your transformation is complete. Yes, it will happen tonight. My most magnificent creation. Be a good girl and survive. If you do, I will give you some comrades, so you wont be alone.
He walked away, and once again, I dozed off.
I woke later to find myself surrounded by people. They plunged their glowing hands into the water, and I felt my body go rigid. Then they removed the restraints. There was a loud rip as one of them ripped my ragged dress off.
It would get in the way of the transformation. The shade hissed by way of explanation.
The sorcerers, for that was what they were, placed their hands on various parts of my body, and I felt more power course through me. A flask descended into the water, and on my next inhale, it was jammed into my mouth, and I was forced to swallow the liquid.
The water around me swirled in color as more potions were spilled in. Then there was a clatter as hard pieces of some material were dropped into the tub with me.
The clatter was followed by a flash of light as all of the sorcerers deployed their power at once.
My world dissolved in a blaze of pain.
It didn't matter that my lungs contained no air. I screamed. It hurt so much that I could do nothing but scream. As a spasm of pain ran through me, I managed to sit up and lash out at the people around me.
But something felt weird. My skin felt tight, as if it were shrinking.
Then there was a snap. I screamed again as my arm fell limply to my side. It flopped like rubber, as if there never was a bone. The first crack was followed by another, and another, as more and more bones crumbled and snapped.
Thankfully, I blacked out.
