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Long Lost
Chapter 6: A Bitter Betrayal, My Sweet
Sarah ripped through her purse. "Where is it!?" She yelled mostly to herself. She turned it upside down and was dumping the contents all over the floor. Lipstick, eye shadow, eye liner, blush, cover up, lip gloss, nail polish, her wallet, her comb, an athema, pepper spray, and a pack of gum. She grabbed her wallet and looked through it desperately trying to find the object of her madness.
Domino came into the room looking at her with a dreamy look on her face. "I've tried to find the fairies too my love." She said in a dreamy tone. "They taunt and laugh… nibbling on the eyes of the damned." She said staring almost into no where.
Sarah sighed. "No Domino, I'm not looking for fairies. They don't exist and you know that." She said turning at her childlike princess. "I'm trying to find my student card." Then proceeded to tear the room apart again.
Domino giggled and swayed back and forth. Then chuckled as she began to twirl around slowly. "That's not what Miss Marcy says."
"Miss Marcy is a doll. She only talks because you cursed that little girls soul into it and made it so that she can sing to you." Sarah said as she stood up and walked into her bedroom and began to tear that room apart.
Domino laughed as she went to her room and then came back into the room holding a porcelain doll in her arms. She outstretched her arms and began to spin around. Then stopped abruptly.
Sarah stopped when she heard the giggling cease and turned to see Domino with the doll next to her ear. She was caught by this. Domino didn't usually stop dancing just for nothing.
She began to giggle.
Sarah had a sudden urge to want to know what she found so interesting. "Domino?" She didn't get an answer. "Babe what's so funny?"
The redheaded seer, with a childlike smile, looked at the blonde. "Miss Olivia knows. Says the mean police lady took it she did. Plans on showing it to the mean man who rules the school." She said in an almost trancelike way. "They're going to be very, very suspicious."
"Well then I'm going to have to pay her a visit won't I?" Sarah asked the young oracle, as she headed towards the door.
Domino put her arm out. And shook her head. "Can I play with her?" She asked in a sweet voice her eyes wide with hope.
Sarah sighed. Why not, what's the worse that could happen? "Yes you may. Go have your fun, I am actually a little tired." She said as she turned and went to her bed.
Domino giggled as she went to her room, her red bangs bouncing with her steps, her doll in her arms. She got to her room and looked at the dolls. She placed Miss Olivia onto the bed. "A special treat for a special whisperer…" But her face turned dark as she turned and looked at Miss Marcy. "But no help were you! Miss Marcy has been bad and for that she shall get no tea!" She told no one in particular. She grabbed a silk scarf and tied it around the dolls eyes and mouth.
She let a dark smile cross her lips, as a sudden muffled scream came from the doll, and a laughter filled the room.
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Cordelia lit another cigarette in her office. She stayed behind to look at the information of these bizarre murders. She inhaled the smoke and exhaled slowly, whilst staring at the papers before her.
It just didn't add up.
Out of the two bodies, the only death that seemed to be physically possible was Clark's. But Nicole's, on the other hand, was something she had never witnessed in her entire life. She came up with no conclusion to it at all and they're lucky that the press has not found out about this yet.
The only piece of evidence they had was the student card, and she'd have to wait until tomorrow until she could do anything. She looked up at the clock and was surprised to see the time. She'd been up for at least eighteen hours. She sighed as she put the card in her jacket pocket and stood up putting it on whilst walking.
She waved good-bye to the night guard and walked out of the building, heading to her car. She pulled out her keys when she heard something. She stopped and looked behind her. "Hello?" She called out. She suddenly felt very unnerved. She shook it off as paranoia, but still rushed her way to the car. As she reached the car, she let out a scream as she was pulled away from it by the arm, almost dragged.
She looked at her assailant. A young woman with burning red hair. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" She pleaded. "OH PLEASE! LET ME GO!" She shouted. She had had police training, but the strength of this woman caught her by surprise, and therefore left her almost completely harmless.
Willow stopped in her tracks and turned to look at the woman with an apologetic look on her face. "Look I'm sorry about this, really I am. I mean I'm not one to usually nab people without them knowing first, but in this situation, hey it's so much better to run and then I'll answer." She said and began running again.
Cordelia had no idea what was going on. "NO!" She said, finally pulling her arm free from the petit redhead's grasp. "I want answer's NOW!" She demanded. She was never answered as she was sent flying backwards into the air.
Willow turned to see what had caused this. She didn't know what was going on, she couldn't see the attacker, wherever they were.
A voice suddenly began to sing. "Little Red Riding Hood! Do you wanna play a game?" The voice asked, childishly in a sing song voice.
Willow looked around, suddenly very nervous. "Umm… depends on what kind of game we're talking about. Red Rover? Tag? Monopoly?" She listed off a little timidly.
The voice giggled at her response. "No silly! I was thinking a guessing game. How about that?"
"Well I'm not exactly the best at guessing games I mean if it was multiple choice, or true false guessing I'm good at that, but-"She felt a sudden sharp pain slice across her cheek, causing her head to snap to the right. She fell to the ground onto her hands and knees. Drops of blood fell to the cement parking lot. She lifted her hand to her cheek to find a thin cut across her cheek. Blood stained her hands, and she felt the power beginning to well up within her.
"Madame Ling asks that those in the game keep quiet, lest they have their tongues removed." She told Willow walking into the light from the dark shadows. She bent over and put her forefinger up to her lips. "Shh…" She gasped as she felt a sudden force send her flying backwards.
Willow faced the teen, her eyes the colour of a new moon midnight. "Just to let you know I hate the game master." She said as she threw her hand up and shouted, "Noxa!"
A blast of thick unadulterated power shot at Domino, who was quick to roll out of the way and quickly jumped onto her feet, thrusting her hand out. A streak of lightning shot out at Willow, who threw a hand up into the air before her body.
"Reduco Priori Prius Corpus!" The lightning was sucked into her hand and shot back at Domino hitting her square in the chest.
She felt the electricity course it's way through her body at a fast pace, and she screamed in pain. She felt like the earth was shaking, when it was only her. She threw out her arms and the electrocution stopped. She looked at where the red haired bitch was, only to see she wasn't there. She looked to where Cordelia was and saw Willow trying to help her up. She lashed her hand out at Willow's direction and whipped her hand back sending the red head flying away from the body and into a mailbox. "I… AM NOT… PLEASED!!!" Domino screamed.
Willow looked up at the young cardinal red haired girl and smirked, a thin red line was at the corner of her mouth. "I usually don't say this to women but, good!" She said and concentrated on her magic growing within her. She looked up to see Domino coming towards her with a look of pure hatred. Willow flicked her hand at Domino. "Expello!" She said sternly. A large clear round, almost bubble like, substance flew from Willow's hand pounded Domino right in the stomach sending her a good ways away from Willow, right into a parked car smashing the front window.
The older red head got up and ran to Cordelia. She checked the curly blonde's neck for a pulse. It was there, still strong and she was beginning to regain consciousness. She felt a sudden pain in her shoulder, letting out a yelp of pain, and was flung back onto the pavement.
Domino's head had a line of blood tracing down her forehead and was at her eyebrow. She had a smile on her face. "You dance very well, like a leaf in the wind." She said as she brought her long painted nails to her lips, and licked the blood off.
Willow got up looking at the young girl. "Thanks, but I'm not looking for a dance partner. Totus Nox!" She screamed and the entire street went dark in an instant.
Domino looked around. She knew she was moving, but she couldn't see. She looked around and saw nothing, not even the bridge of her nose. She screamed aloud and raised her hand in the air. The darkness was sucked right into her hand. She looked around madly looking for her prey. Spotting her on the run she chased after them. "I'M NOT DONE HAVING MY FUN!" She screamed.
Willow and Cordelia was running down the street heading to a car. She released the cop from her hands, pointed to Domino and shouted, "DISUAVO!" A blue light shot out of her hand.
Domino disappeared as it hit her.
Willow and Cordelia looked around. "Wh-where'd she go?" Cordelia asked.
Willow shook her head. "I-I don-" She was whipped aside and slammed to the pavement.
Cordelia screamed, but her voice reached no one's but those near her. Domino stood behind her, holding her close to her chest.
"Nothing personal." Domino said as she slammed an athema right into her spine, Cordelia screamed aloud in pain, and then went limp as Domino dug it in deeper. The cardinal haired teen giggled as she tossed the limp body aside, bringing the knife up to her lips and licking the blood off, she moaned in ecstasy at the taste. Smiling she announced, "Like sunshine." With a look of an innocent child.
Willow roared with rage, her hair turning a deep crimson. She threw her hand up at the teen and a burst of energy lashed out from Willow's body sending the girl to the wall, dropping the knife. Willow got up her eyes void of colour at all, now a deep pit of black and swirling red.
Domino, shaken by the woman's sudden power surge stood up on shaky legs and began to run.
"Oh no you don't!" Willow screamed. She opened her palm, the knife flew into hers and she whipped the knife at Domino.
The younger red head cried in pain as the knife pinned her right hand to the brick wall, stopping her in her tracks. Her scream like a child's and high pitched.
Willow began to close in on her when she felt five powerful strikes to the stomach. She fell to her knees and looked up to see a cloaked figure standing before her.
"It's not your time yet." The cloaked figure raised their hand and struck her, hard, across the face.
And for Willow darkness ensued.
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The airport was busy. Was it usual for an airport to be so busy during the morning? Or was it busy twenty four seven? He didn't really care, it was just something that crossed his mind. Reid kept his eye on the gateway, and was growing more impatient by the minute. He was really protective of Tyler, he loved him. In all honesty he really did love the boy, he was like family.
It had been two days since the news of the Sims deaths, and oddly enough the murder of the police officer investigating the murders was released yesterday. It all seemed so sudden, so unnerving. Tyler had booked the earliest flight back home.
He felt a hand place itself on his shoulder and he turned to see Caleb looking down to him giving him a sad knowing smile. "You gonna be alright?" the elder Son asked.
Reid shook his head. "Do I really need to answer that?" he said a little harshly. He didn't mean to be so cold towards people, it's just he's not used to dealing with stuff like this. Sure almost a month ago, Caleb's dad had died, and he was sorry that that had happened, though it was of Will's own free will, but he and Caleb weren't that close. And this was Tyler. He was closer to Tyler then he would ever be able to be with Caleb in a lifetime.
"No, sorry." Caleb apologized. "Reid, the only thing we can do is be there for him. He needs us now more then ever."
Reid sighed as he hung his head below his folded hands. "I know. I just wish I could do more." He informed. "I mean, this has got to be killing him. He was so close to his parents. Where's he gonna go now during Summer holidays? What's he gonna do for Christmas? What's going to happen to his home? Is he going to be sent away to live somewhere else until he's eighteen?" Reid asked worry in his voice.
Caleb sighed. "I don't know bud. I don't know."
Behind them Pogue and Kate sat in silence holding onto each other. Kate had been scared ever since she found out. Thoughts had invaded her mind. What if it had been Pogue who was killed? What if she had found him dead? She tightened her grip on Pogue's arm a little more.
Pogue looked down at Kate's worried face. He knew what she had been thinking, because he had been thinking it too. But it also bothered him. He knew he would miss her if it were to happen, he knew he would crave revenge, that wasn't the thing bothering him though. He didn't know what it was that was bothering him, but it was gnawing at him constantly now. Death had a funny way of making you realize the oddest things.
Pogue's thoughts were interrupted by Reid.
"There he is!" The blonde said as he got up.
Pogue and Kate both turned and sure enough, Tyler was walking through the gate, solemnly.
Everyone's heart wrenched at the sight of him.
He looked lost, alone, hurt, and scared.
Reid was the first one to meet up with him. He stopped right in front of him and looked into his eyes.
And Tyler broke down again. He dropped his stuff, embraced Reid and wept.
"I'm so sorry baby boy." The blonde comforted. "I'm so sorry."
The three others stood a few feet away from the two, and watched in sadness.
After a few moments, the group left the airport and headed back to the town.
The ride was silent, and awkward. A seemingly never ending void of sound, with the exception of the vehicle as it hummed.
Tyler looked up at the sky above. It was sunny, a day of warmth and a day you could enjoy being outside. I've never noticed how mean the sky can be on occasion. He looked beside him to look at Reid.
He sat there to in silence, seeming to be very cognitive, very not Reid at all. But Tyler didn't care. He then turned to the dark girl beside him. Kate had her arms wrapped around Tyler's hugging them hoping to give him comfort.
Tyler gave a sad smile, and leaned his head onto Reid's shoulder, hoping to get some well deserved rest. After all, he hadn't slept for at least thirty-six hours. So as soon as he closed his eyes, and opened them again they were already parked in the school dormitory parking lot. He closed his eyes again, opened them a second later and found himself laying in bed in his dorm, and the room was dark, outside was dark. But he could hear buzzing, and it soon evolved into whispers.
"So you really don't mind that he spends the night in here tonight?"
It was Reid talking, What is he talking about? the raven haired boy wondered.
Another voice, one he didn't recognize, spoke. "I really don't mind Reid. I understand you two are close. He needs you now more then ever." It was soft, and kind, and male.
Reid chuckled. "You sound just like Caleb. He said the same thing this morning while we were waiting for Ty's plane." Reid informed.
There was a soft chuckle. "Well, you see, Caleb and I know what we're talking about."
"That's not exactly something to be proud of."
"What? Knowing what I'm talking about?"
"No, having something in common with Caleb. Not exactly the most desirable of traits to have."
There was quiet laughter, followed by silence.
"Reid?" Leon said breaking the silence.
And Reid replied. "Yeah?"
"You're welcome to… to sleep with me. You don't have to sleep on the floor."
Tyler quickly opened his eyes.
There, on the bed across from his, was Not Reid. And not just any Not Reid, this Not Reid was very cute. At least too Reid, and Tyler knew this. Tyler knew Reid's type, as he, himself, was Reid's type. But they had too much history for Reid to feel romantically inclined towards Tyler.
But that never stopped Tyler from hoping.
On the floor, between the beds, was a half naked Reid. He grinned and gave his reply. "Thanks for the offer, but I don't want to rush our relationship."
Tyler's heart suddenly felt as if it was ripped apart and torn into thousands of pieces, no, more like millions, an innumerable amount. The moment he heard the word, the moment it escaped Reid's mouth, Tyler hated his life even more, but not as much as he hated the person sleeping in the opposite bed.
"Is that what we are? Are we in a relationship?" Tyler could tell this person was blushing by the sound of their voice. "We haven't even gone on a date yet."
Reid sat up so he could look at Leon better. "I know."
"So is this just you being cocky or hopeful?"
Reid chuckled. "I'd say cocky, but like I said. I don't want to rush the relationship."
Leon fought to stifle his laughter, as to not walk up Tyler from his sleep. He rolled over to the edge of his bed, and then inched himself down it to face Reid. "So would it be rushing, and I ask purely out of curiosity, to have a good night kiss before I sleep?" he asked suggestively.
"Depends on where you want to be kissed?"
Tyler clenched his fist, tightly, as he watched the two inch closer and closer.
"Where I can taste you."
Tyler closed his eyes as the two lips met. But he could still hear them kissing. He opened one eye to look, and wished he hadn't.
Reid was kissing Leon in a way he had never kissed Tyler ever during their trysts. He was kissing him in a way he never kissed anyone for that matter. The blonde was kissing Leon the way Tyler had always wanted to be kissed by Reid.
Tyler felt his eyes begin to burn and water, so he turned around, causing the beddings to rustle.
Reid and Leon broke the kiss and turned to the direction of Tyler.
"I guess we should stop." Leon said considerately. "Tyler's here and if we kiss any louder, he could wake up." finished with a smile.
"Night." Reid told the boy before laying back down on the floor.
Leon smiled and said his good night as well.
Tyler tried his hardest to fight back his tears, and was unsuccessful, but was, however, able to hold the sobs back so, as not to alert the two of him being awake, even when Reid said,
"By the way Leon? I was being hopeful."
A/N: Poor tyler. I feel so horrible for being so mean. NE ways, FINALLY! The sixth chapter is up it's been months... pretty sure almost a year. But I'll try to finish this story. It's short i know. but i promise that the seventh chapter will be up asap.
