After the bear hug and the maniacal giggles subsided she leapt over to the door and muttered something about being really hungry. I follow her out the door and we walk happily to the little café. We talk for a good hour or so as she gobbles down some sort of soup and I drain all the coffee pots in the place, my eyes search anxiously for our favored waitress.
"Oh hey Roxy."
After searching a moment longer and finding no such lady I turn back to Jade with pursed lips. She giggles.
"You ready to head back?"
"Sure thing Jadey." I smile and we both get up, I figure we're going back to play more charades or something.
As we were heading out the door the waitress finally appeared and gestured for me to talk to her. I sighed. Tonight could be a long night.
"Hey." I grab Jade's shoulder as she walks out the door. She turns her head slightly.
"I think I gotta take care of something."
Jade whines at my words, she must really be looking forward to charades. It was funny how her personality could shift back and forth like that, she's like a puppy. Totally content one moment and then whining at the first sign of distress. I can't but giggle just a little at her mood swings. After a moment of the puppy dog distress eyes she finally sighs and starts walking back through the graveyard. It's a bit windy out and her shiny black hair is reflecting the moon.
"Ok fine." She spins around and looks at me shaking her head. "Buuuuuuut I'm going back to set up for a nice long game of monopoly. See you soon Roxy!" She chimes before skipping off towards the graveyard.
I roll my eyes and just wave a hand at her in defeat and turn back to the waitress before realizing and spinning back around to yell, "Jade we don't even have monopoly!" But she was gone so I step inside instead, letting the door bang behind me, shivering a little at the harsh winds.
The wind sure is cruel tonight, I feel my claws tugging not so softly at my cloak. It's past midnight and I've been waiting all day in anticipation for this. It would just be too easy. Sneak into the graveyard, check. Make sure I've got my wands and some knives, check. Wait for the witch and cut her heart out, … No such luck yet. But soon, very soon.
I am now the purple eyed, black lipped demon with a plan. A damn good one too, simple on the surface yes but it was the best opportunity I'd ever have to get my long coveted immortality. I do not know when the witch and necromancer left the graveyard but it was taking them a long time to return and I was getting rather annoyed with the wait but I suppose that was my fault. The crystal ball had told me when I needed to leave but I left earlier in the day anyway. Why? I wasn't one hundred percent sure as to why, the only reason that comes to mind is dealing with David and he didn't even try to stop my like I had expected. It had been an easy departure.
While I take a moment and readjust the hood of my dusty black cloak I feel another presence grow near in the darkness, my heartbeat quickens and I quickly duck down further into my hiding place. That is to say, a small clump of trees just outside the graveyard. After my initial inspection of the site I had realized that the two were not in their usual dwelling amongst the tombs. That had made some complications, I didn't want to be trapped in the middle of a graveyard with the threat of a necromancer appearing any moment. If I was going to fight a foe that powerful it would be I, Rose Lalonde, who gets the jump. Not them. So I settled on hiding outside the gravesite, only a few hundred feet. The clump of trees gave a great view of the distant lights coming for the city not too far off, it also featured a great view of the path to and from the graveyard. It was perfect for my purposes.
The figure that walked up was alone and still back a good two hundred feet, I feel my shoulders slump. It wasn't my prey, there were two in that party. But after closer inspection a smirk grows on my face. It was the pretty little dog eared witch shivering in the wind. She was all by herself tonight.
It was all just too easy.
It takes a lot longer than I thought, the waitress is giving me some bullshit on how unhealthy my coffee drinking habit is and how I should stop and no, the company wasn't losing that much money on my business, coffee isn't that expensive, she's just genuinely worried about my health.
I am now the slightly annoyed necromancer walking out of the café. After making sure to thank the over concerned waitress a few times for thinking of me and assuring the woman that I wasn't going to overdose on caffeine she finally let me go and I'm try to catch up to Jade. But by now she would be back at the graveyard realizing to her green eyed horror that we had no bored games and the whimpering would commence and she would mope, again. The thought made me sigh but with a slight smirk.
After taking one step outside and immediately regret it and wish I could run back in. The night has grown downright frigid and it feels like a tornado could be brewing with all this wind. As I start my trek back the only things I can see is that which is bathed in the light of the full moon and my breath which clouds as soon as it hits the cold air. Because I don't want to freeze my ass off I start jogging, figuring I'll get there sooner and maybe even keep a little warm. It goes without saying that not choosing to wear sleeves today (or anyday really) was a bad decision.
Besides the weather it's actually a nice night. No sirens coming from the city, no dogs barking at nothing, no planes fly over head disrupting the peace. It's all tranquil, almost to an extreme. I feel my stomach twisting knots at the thought and quickly shake it out of my head, jogging quicker.
Almost there. Just need to jog up the little hill.
Getting closer.
Another five hundred feet or so and...
Wait.
There was someone directly ahead walking toward me in a pace even faster then my own. I didn't recognize the figure, it was cloaked with it's head down. It had been walking back from the graveyard but upon noticing me it stopped dead in it's tracks. I hear a voice swear under it's - no her breath. That was with out a doubt a female voice, maybe a slight accent? I couldn't be sure. She was completely bundles up, her hand were even wrapped tightly in her covering, her face was all wrapped up in the cloak save for her eyes which shone purple in the night. Not a bright purple but not a dark purple, no her eyes were an unsettling shade that rested in between the by her eyes she was scared, no, terrified of something. From seeing that brilliant shade of purple I knew this wasn't actually a girl that faced me, but a demoness.
She didn't say anything to me as she rushed by but I could have sworn I smelt blood amongst a flowery scent that masked her. My first impulse is to turn around and question the fragrance but when I look back she is gone. My brain feels fuzzy, it had been a long time since I had dealt with any demon and I don't really remember much about them other than the fact that they tend to be on the more malevolent side of business.
I shrug my shoulders, who cares. Jade had probably scared the sad little demon off with some magic, she looked freaked out and Jade was a witch after al... Oh shit.
My heart skips a beat.
No no no no no no no!
I feel my legs moving faster than before, then running forward. The smell is distinct now, a metallic unpleasant odor that was previously masked by the wind but couldn't be contained in close proximity. The smell of blood was strong.
Sure I hadn't dealt with demons in a long time but I did remember something from my reading and experience. Something about immortality, something about witches.
No.
My heart drops.
Curled in a small pile on the ground about a hundred feet from the graveyard is a black haired girl, her round googly glasses are broken a few feet to her left. The scent is heavy here and the moonlight reveals large reflective pools of liquid around her. My legs feel like lead as I inch forward not daring to breath, tears threaten my eyes and there's a pain in my chest that feels like a pound of bricks. But it couldn't be as bad as the chest pain that Jade had felt.
My knee's drop to the small path right in front of Jade, my eyes examine what little they can in the darkness.
Her chest. Her chest has a hole in it where her heart should be. The demon stole her heart.
That monster stole my best friends heart.
A/N: Sorry Jadey :C Decided to put this chapter out a day early so it wouldn't land on a holiday. Thanks so much for the fav's and follows, see you next time!