Chapter 9 - Innocence Lost

Daryall nervously paced the attic. "Have you guys found anythung yet?" he asked.
"Nooo," Bri said slowly. "Not yet."
"Damn it!" Daryall cursed. "Hurry up before I lose my nerve."
"Right. I gotcha." Bri responded with one of her sultry smiles.
Suddenly Phoebe's voice cried out. "Ah ha! Here we go."
"Did you find something?" Daryall asked.
"I think so," Piper said with grin to Prue.
Prue nodded, the glossy fringe of her black hair falling into her eyes. "I think so too."

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The room was dark, lit only by sleek black candals, the flames glowing golden and perfect as though they stood erect and beautiful so as not to dissapoint the firey goddess in whose presence they were.
In the middle of the nearly bare room was a sleek bathtub of black ash, lined with shimmering gold. The sparkling water was heavily sprinkled with rose petals and scented with exotic, rich fragrances.
On a stand next to the tub was a bar of vanilla scented soap glowing a dim ivory in the darkened room and next to it a thick ivory colored candle and a soft ivory towl emblazoned with a fancy ebony colored N.
There was a tray of sweetmeets and a golden goblet filled to the brim with potent, garnet red wine as sweet as vanilla and chocolate and flavored with exotic fruits and figs.
In the tub there lay a sleek figure. Her lay in a cap of wet ebony curls on her head and her skin was beaded with delicate drops of dew that reflected the red rosepetals in lighter shades of pink.
As she lay there she reached out one perfectly manicured bone thin hand for a small slice of meat stil raw and dripping with blood.
She popped it in her mouth and chewed, a look of rapture on her face as she made small noises of pleaure. She then picked up the goblet of wine and drank, letting it spill down her throat and trickle between her breats, cold at first and then turning warm from her flesh.
Suddenly though she opened her eyes, they stared blankly at the ceiling above her and then her expression turned furious.
She stood up, dripping water and gestured. Her body was covered in a pale golden glow and she dried in seconds. She picked up the tattered shorts which looked more like underwear and pulled them on along with the ewqually skimpy shirt and her black leather boots. Then she held out her hand and her dagger came flying into it.
Then she snapped her fingers and dissapeared in a glory of golden flames that devoured her slender body.


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Everyone looked up as Nekura appeared. She grinned malicously. "Look at this. Mommy is preparing me lunch."
Before anyone could even move she dissapeared and reappeared behind Daryall. She leaned down and thrust her fangs into his neck slurping at his blood and then she looked up. She had changed yet again. She had made her first kill. Whatever she was, she was now it in full.
But before anyone could note the full changes she dissapeared.
"No! We weren't ready! How did she know!" Phoebe cried as she fell down on her knees by Daryall's side.
She put her fingers over the twin holes in his neck to stop the blood flow and Piper felt for a pulse. "He's still a live." She pronounced. "Leo! Heal him!"
Leo put his hands over the wound and a soft white glow emenated from them as his healing powers started to close the holes.
"Why is is taking so long, Leo?" Prue asked.
"I don't know." He responded a little breathlessly.
Just then Brett kneeled beside him and lended his power of healing.
In a few moments Daryall's eyes fluttered opened and he sat up, rubbing his neck. "Ok, what the Hell happened? Because I know that wasn't the plan." He said.
Everyone looked at each other. What had happened?

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I'm sorry this is such a short chapter. I don't feel well and this is the first little bit of time I've had on the computer for a while. I have to hurry so it's short.