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And it begins anew
The burning we endure
As we seek the strength, strength to break the bonds
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Claire Speaks
It was bright, the white light was surrounding me, in me, through me, it was burning. It should have seared my flesh, marked it in some way or kill me.
It hurt.
I screamed.
It was the only way to make sure I was still alive. No body would hear me though, I was trapped, a prisoner in my own body and mind.
Was I dead? Would I ever be able to see through my own eyes again, or foget what this blinding light felt like across my skin?
Ben, would I ever see him again, talk to him, hold him?
'Ben', my voice was raspy from my cries but it distracter me from my crawling flesh and straintened out my whirlwind mind.
'Ben… Ben!'
It felt like that for hours, nothing moving and oblivious to what ever the angel was doing with my body.
It would have to be over soon, the angel said it was only until this was over, and I believed in all of them that it would be done soon. Jesse, Dean and Ben, they would get this thing finished and then everything could return to normal.
Nisroc hadnt spoken to me for a while, and I began to wonder if it even cared about me.
'Claire, brace yourself.'
I barely had time to even understant the voice before my entire being was consumed by flames; my skin bubbling away to nothing and I screamed.
I convulsed, unable to do anything but shut my eyes and scream as it was ripped to pieces and put back together again. I could feel everything but nothing at the same time; bits of me being lost and gaining things that werent mine, memories and feelings.
I tried to look at my hands when I could open my eyes but I could see nothing, only flames. 'Whats happening?' I cried, and I could feel Nisroc was in pain as much as I was.
'I am unsure.'
It stopped abruptly.
All I could feel was a painful throb, not what I had been expecting after being set on fire.
Glancing down at myself, I almost screamed in superise when I saw nothing. I didnt have a body, I didnt have anything solid of myself; I just was.
'Nisroc...'
I blinked and I could see a large hospital room; Jesse fighting with Zeno and Ben helping me to my feet.
'Ben!' I yelled but he didnt respond; I tried to grab him but my arms didnt listen. Frustrated, I tried to opened my mouth but couldnt.
'Claire Novak, I am sorry.'
I was suprised by the voice; I thought the angel had gone...
Panic swelled in me and I tried to fight against the angel who still had control of me.
'What the hell happened to us?' I asked, Nisroc forcing me to relax.
'Something is wrong.'
'No shit.' I groaned.
It was uncomfortable to be in my own body, to see through my own eyes and feel things but not be in control; the angel was still at the helm.
'Please, stay back. Do not fight against me.'
'As long as no one gets hurt, or your going to be the one stuck in here.' I growled back and relaxed, Nisroc taking full control but no matter if I close my eyes, I could still see the battle going on.
Nisroc sagged slightly, arms dropping back to its side as the water receaded back to where it belonged. The rain above them stopped but the clouds hung around, lingering as a reminder that this battle had been won but the warlord was still behind it.
Claires body was everything it had hoped for; strong and compatable, able to allow the angel to do everythinng it need and could do without combusting or disintergrating. It could feel Claire, could feel Claire more than what it should and I worried at what Zeno had done to the vessle and itself when they were punctured with the blade.
There wasnt time to think of that yet, Nisroc knew that Jesse wouldnt be able to hang onto Zeno for much longer and turned around. With Zeno in its sight, the angel angrily struck Zeno to the ground, ripping and draining his power from him; "clipping his wings" so he would not be able to teleport any where. Zeno thrashed against the angel, Jesse collapsing to his knees. As much as Nisroc disliked the idea of Anti-christs, its being shivering with disgust, it knew that some how Jesse was not like others, not like Zeno.
Leaping away from an attack, Nisroc scooped up Jesse, finding an abandoned boat and taking cover behind it. It could here Dean Winchester swearing and Benjamin Braeden yelling victoriously as they battled to mutated humans, Castiel able to deal with the demons.
Jesse groaned and Nisroc turned its attention to him, healing him completely, his gasp of relief confirmation that they could continue.
'Jesse, you need to-' Nisroc didnt get to finish the sentence, ripped away from their cover and flung across the park.
The angel came to a stop; impaled on a broken light post. The metal tube went straight through the thin vessel, Nisroc unable to get a hold of the slippery blood soaked end that protruded from the very middle of its body.
Nisroc could feel Claires pain and it paniced when it felt that; it was an Angel, pain was something it rarely felt, even panic. Claire was writhing and Nisroc couldnt find the strength to fly off the pole. From here it could see Zeno as he still fought with Jesse, frustrated that this couldnt just end. Nisroc scanned over everyone, eyes falling on Ben and its heart leapt.
This vessle was corrupted, something had happened; it shouldnt be feeling the emotions and pain that comes with the human soul, something was extremely wrong.
'Forgive me Claire.' it said and spread its invisible wings, forcing itself to the end of the pole and onto the ground, Claire in pain. Claire cursed at the angel, but Nisroc knew that Claire understood.
Kneeling on the ground, it tried desperatly to heal the gaping wound, Claire mumbling something about her favourite jacket but they both prepared themselves for what was coming next.
Launching from the ground, Nisroc reached Jesse, who wasnt suprised when he glanced over his shoulder to it.
'Take what you need to end this.'
Jesse nodded and Nisroc held his shoulders, feeling everything seep away like blood and to Jesse. Nisroc was weak as Jesse focused everything onto Zeno, his eyes turning black as he yelled. With whatever Jesse left for Nisroc, it was just enough to destory the demons, leaving them to burn. Zeno was shrieking wildly and Nisroc looked to Castiel, who nodded and grabbed Dean and Ben, using his own power to shield them while Nisroc summonded everything to protect everyone from the coming explosion, taking a deep breath and holding it.
..
Now we are dying,
Dying the slowest death
No more condemnation
We fight for our last breath
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