Never ceases to amaze me the amount of crap that a human being can tolerate and still come out the other side sane. Somewhat anyway – Sullivan from Ghostheart
Meladii's POV
Her torturous screams echoed in my mind like trains breaks intensified in volume to the limit.
My voice quavered as I took two steps towards Jane. "S-stop." Two steps were all I could take before I had to fall to the ground. Had to.
If I didn't, then I think I would have fallen at some point anyway, my legs going numb to a concept as my mind was working and worrying over a different scenario.
My head was flooded with screeches of pain, of torture.
I pressed my hands over my ears, trying to stop the murdering cries of someone I could not help. Un-summoning Rhea would still bring her pain, or even worse, all of them to pain, inside my mind.
My hands did nothing, not even somehow dull the cries from Rhea. I curled into myself.
Everything went numb, like I was being given a large amount of morphine. But if that was what was happening, it was talking its dear God time getting to my head.
I squeezed my eyes shut, cutting off the visions of the vampires around me swirling … mashing together…
"P-p-please. Stop." I begged, my voice in a whisper. Nothing happened.
The cries echoing through my head, shattering what little hope and likes I had about this place, these people.
Then, Rhea's cries turned to pleads. Please no. Mel help me! Mel! Mel why aren't you helping me?! It hurt's – she screamed again – Mel make it stop please!
Something wet trickled its way down my check.
I can't. That's what I wanted to tell her. It's a test – don't prompt me to do something life threatening!
But I couldn't, and I can't. The screams and shrieks made me cringe with each blow, like everything that was happening to her mentally was happening to me physically. Tears dripped down my cheeks – tears I didn't even know I could produce.
After all I've done for you…Mel why aren't you here? It hurts…I shuddered as her words cut deep into my heart.
"Stop! It's hurting her. Someone make it stop!" My sobs did nothing. Rhea's screeches of pain made me curse the day I was born – her voice echoed within my mind like a yell within a closed room.
"Jane, why don't you intensify it up to the next level? Our test still hasn't been proven." Aro's voice was quiet and ordering.
I've helped the Volturi; I've done things they've wanted to complete their whole life and my payment is to hear the suffering cries of my best friend while she's being shredded in her mind?
Something big welled up inside of me, inside my head and right where my creative half of the brain would be. Without a conscience thought, Rhea was unsummoned, the cries had stopped.
Just like that.
But oh, it wasn't over.
A stronger, more forceful feeling spread through the top half of my body as I stopped crying and just lay there. My hands fell off my ears, the echo of Rhea's screams echoing in my ears.
I pushed myself upwards with my hands as they regained feeling, and sat there, looking down at the floor. My hair had fallen down the sides of my face like curtains in a show.
Ten other consciences became a light feeling inside of me as I regained the feel of my toes. The feeling was warm, cold and as light as a feather.
I stood, my hands balled into fists as I looked Jane right in the eye. She was looking at me, confusion and hate spread across her face.
A soft, light voice whispered across my mind.
I just narrowed my eyes, listening as a sly smile spread across my face.
Rhea's POV – inside Meladii's mind
It was my safe haven. Finally being summoned into it was like giving a chocoholic the most valuable chocolate in the word. That pain … that feeling. The look on the girls face as I lay on the ground, have what felt to me like a spasm attack.
It was pure pain and it had been placed into my mind. My cries for Mel had been without prevail, and now that I was in my safe haven, the other's had told me why.
They were torturing her, to get her to protect us. They wanted her to snap, to see what would happen; how powerful she would become. They wanted to threaten their own existence. They were now going to see the full extent of Meladii and us – what we could all accomplish if we were pushed.
They. The Volturi.
All of them were going to wish they'd never been born. Pushed her. Push us.
Calypso's voice echoed around me like speakers in a surround sound theater. You now have my ability to stealth.
In Mel's head, we were all what human's would call wisps – essences of our own selves. We were each a different the color of an aura – me being white. Pushing and shoving against each other, each claiming some or all of Mel's personalities. Her thoughts went to use, like we were thinking them too. They ran though us, we prompting at ideas when needed.
Now, they had threatened and pushed Mel too far; thus us too far. Dillagona's rage ran through her head, so thick that I felt if I had paws I would be able to reach out and touch it.
The idea of fighting back was first caught and pushed by Dillagona. His short-temper was easy to understand for the rest of us, but when they had push me into pleading with Mel, Tryson, Mina, Canopy and Darsone had help prompt the idea of fighting back. It wasn't enough, the will to fight back against Mel's own thoughts. We only had influence against her, after all.
My screams had drowned all other thoughts, ideas and even Mel's feeling of her body. Her will had gone into pushing me out, so she could get a hold of herself.
Orianna, Calypso, Ellie and Ceridian. They were the usual quiet ones; they kept to themselves and were the ones who were the most … how can I put this … considerably compassionate. They … didn't really like hurting others. Much.
They only prompted little things, like what color T-shirt to were, or what's more exciting.
Dillagona, Tryson, Darsone, Mina and Canopy were they ones that weren't 'considerably compassionate' enough to care about hurting others. They made big disunions, like how to kill a human the fun way. Canopy was the biggest pusher when it came to humans – he took up the same amount of space as Tryson – the two were like brothers. Except one had a bigger appetite.
I am usually by myself – the loner. I'm the one who goes between the two; I like hurting people, but it depends who… and what.
My influence is biggest, because I'm the 'favorite' as the others put it. I choose things that don't seem to be life changing and don't matter to the others, like whether to go left or right. Whether to stay in that hotel or improvise.
So, when everyone banded together to prompt one thing, that was very rare.
In fact it had never happened before.
The considerably compassionate's pushed as hard as they could as soon as Aro declared that Jane should torture me harder. Another idea was caught and prompted by everyone but me, because I wasn't there – un-summon Rhea.
Once that was done, the screams vanished from Mel's mind, I almost fainted from relief and without a seconds hesitation I prompted the idea to fight. My influence made the idea go into action. The will to fight spread around Mel like she had a beating heart and it was pumping the will around her body.
Again and again and again.
Her fear vanished, she felt warm and strong.
And, Calypso had lent Mel her invisibility power. Was that even aloud…I do not know. But this is what made her even stronger. Not only has she gotten immune to fear, the cold, weakness but she also is immune to powers. If someone's power goes to her, it spreads amongst us and we send it to Mel, because we are Mel, and she sends it back to us. Basically, and powers will be canceled out.
And more than that, she had our powers to give to her, to back her up.
That's what circled in my thoughts as I caught up on the information of others.
Now, it was time to hurt the little bastards that threatened Meladii just to 'test' the extent of her powers. Their faith was horrible. Mel's reassurance in them had been shattered.
My ability to carry heavy loads. Orianna's usual sweet voice was filled with hate for those who had hurt the women who was like her daughter.
My strength. Darsone announced with a dangerous voice.
My talons. Kick there marble little asses Mel! Ellie shouted. Mel grinned at that.
My sseduction, babe. Ceridian sang, her voice like honey, her 's' pulled.
My control of vind. Make sure it 'its zem and zay feel pain. Mina's German accent bounded of the walls as she hissed her words.
My armor, Mellie! Canopy roared. I chuckled at his display – the vampires were sure to hear that.
Take my Molten skin, and make them wish they hadn't hurt us! Tryson's chuckled.
My control of water. Dillagona snarled in an angry tone.
There was a pause. All those declarations had been made within the last nine seconds, everyone speaking so fast that each of what they wanted to say was said in a second. No more, no less. A second for each pet.
When two seconds past I felt them all turn and look at me, shocked, surprised faces.
I took a deep breath and made sure all the Volturi would be able to hear this. They hurt her. They hurt us. They were going to pay!
TAKE MY SIZE CHANGE AND MAKE SURE YOU MAKE THEM PAY!!!
Aro's POV
I watched, amazed by Meladii's progress. We had started my test within the last few minutes; honestly, most of the Volturi and I were shocked to China and back when Meladii, the one who was thought most powerful, fell to the ground, curled into a ball and cried.
Cried.
Volturi don't show they're weaknesses.
Most of the Volturi were gobsmaked. Jane was grinning like she'd won the lotto, although I can't say I approve of her actions. She held onto my wrist and kept asking me every few seconds to amplify her power, make it more painful. I doubted it until a minute had passed, when I then decided what Jane suggested was best, and would speed up Meladii's defense over her pets.
But as soon as the words were out of my mouth, she sat up and looked down at the floor like it was the most interesting thing on Earth. I was amazed. Intrigued. Meladii had wiggled her fingers a little and the lights in the room had blinked on and off, like her finger were over the switch to the lights.
The lights were only there to make the castle seem more at home for the Volturi, and also requested none stop by Felix who insisted on having them to see our prey. I knew he wanted it to see them die with horror expressions, and seeing the monsters that killed them.
Then, almost a third of the Volturi gasped as she got up. Jane concentrated harder, upset for a moment that she'd been distracted and something had gone momentarily wrong. She would not face the fact that Meladii was strong enough to stand there.
Jane was filled with rage, hate, confusion as she amplified her power to the limits, and Meladii stood there like she was at her Grandmother's having a BBQ.
Meladii's hands turned to balled up fists and a slow, sly smile spread across her face. I stopped a wave of shivers going down my spine before they had barely started, but I felt Jane's confidence in herself and her opponent sway before coming to a standstill once more. A few behind me and around me took breaths, gulped and even the Guards closest to her edges away. Meladii had snapped, as some of my friends put it.
There was a quiet rush of air that blew through here lightly, like someone had opened a door and a rush of tranquil had come through.
In it was a whisper of a whisper. A familiar voice that sounded so light it was being whispered into my ear. Our ears, as I noticed everyone else lean forwards slightly too, as if to catch it.
You now have my ability to stealth.
That's what the whisper of a whisper in a wind had said. Meladii stood there, her eyes narrowed as she glared at Jane, but then not at Jane, like there was something far and distant she was looking at or for.
Another, soft wave blew through, although this wave was warmer and I hadn't felt sure warmth for millennia's. Its whisper was just as quiet, just as recognizable but full of hate. Disgust. My ability to carry heavy loads. Again, everyone had leaded forwards to hear the whisper of a whisper.
We were straining our ears. Us. The Volturi. Vampires.
The wind always came from the general direction of Meladii, like the door was behind her, but the wind look to go through her, unaffected or unchanged.
My strength. This wind was stronger, a little louder and made me gulp at the danger behind that voice. I've heard these voices before. Jane remembered, her hand still touching my skin. Darsone.
Everyone leaned forwards, anticipating a soft voice and even softer wind.
My talons. Kick there marble little asses Mel! A shout which even I didn't anticipate. It shocked me into standing upright. The wind blew like a normal, outside wind on a normal sunny day. Enough to blow a few papers around.
"Aro, what is this nonsense?!" Caius hissed at me from my lower right. His hands were braced against the wall behind him like he was afraid of falling over, and yet Jane and I were standing in the middle of the room, more prone to falling than he.
"Listen, brother. It is the voices of her pets. They are doing something to the girl. I will explain later." I rushed my words into vampire speed – I didn't want to miss a thing.
Meladii was smiling at Ellie's words. Well, I believed it was Ellie because it matched her voice when we tried the English translators on them yesterday. Was that really yesterday?
I tried to listen again, not so hard incase of a loud voice. My sseduction, babe. A soft wind blew and played with the fly of my pants. I shuddered and took a small step forwards.
My hearing told me most men did too. Who said you lost these urges after become immortal? Jane hissed under her breath as the wind stopped and another started.
My control of vind. Make sure it 'its zem and zay feel pain. There was no misplacing the German accent heavy in the wind. This voice was neither as strong as Ellie, but not as weak as the first voice.
I listened as hard as I could, sure that softer voices were to come. My armor, Mellie! The wind was extremely strong and I swayed backwards but stayed upright. The roar was as recognizable to me as the sun was to the humans – Canopy. The most powerful in my point of view, and of others. Canopy's roar left me with hair that look like it was wind blown, a ringing in my ears and a little dazed. Who knew all these human emotions could come back so quickly so fast, and on this one day? I never though I'd feel this ever again…
Take my molten skin, and make them wish they hadn't hurt us! It was a chuckle, and I was amazed at the difference in her pets. One's angry, another's charming and friendly.
Amazing!
The wind that came with this voice didn't do much but I heard Jane take a step back, her hand was at her side now. Amazing!
My control of water. A giant snarl echoed through the throne room, and I felt an unknown and unwanted emotion; Fear. I haven't had this emotion this powerful ever before Meladii was around. Some thing's had a small amount of fear to them – the Cullens for example – but when she glared at me not twenty minutes ago, I felt raw, powerful fear. This re-enforced my decision to test her.
All those voices, then winds, they had all happened within the space of nine seconds.
Amazing!
I waited though, others started to shift around me, we all knew there were ten of them … where is the other? The one Jane had tortured?
TAKE MY SIZE CHANGE AND MAKE SURE YOU MAKE THEM PAY!!!
It was a challenage, a demand, a roar and is was so loud and the wind so strong I thought there had been a tordado cast in our very throne room. I was sent flying, along with Jane, into the walls behind us. The wall cracked up all the sides as everyone was knocked off their feet.
I stood up in a second.
Meladii was eyeing Jane, and then, right in front of out eyes, she vanished.
I was lost for words.
"Can't touch what you can't see, aye?" Meladii's voice was all I could hear in the room, and even then I couldn't pinpoint it. Where ….?
Then she laughed a small laugh that gave me shivers and fall to the ground. All the doors slammed shut at once with a gust of wind.
"I have a little friend called payback who would love to meet you all right now…"
Oh my! Oh my, oh my, oh my! What will happen? Will someone die? Well, you'll all have to wait for the next Chapter…
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