Eli: Hello all. Chapters coming. Hopefully soon. Yet another song in the
fiction. Enjoy!
Sara silently entered her room from the window. She knew good and well that Meredith would know she was there; she just didn't want to deal with her right this minute. She grabbed a duffel bag and packed only what she couldn't do without: clothes, swords, guns, money, and a lab top.
Sara threw the duffel bag over her shoulder as she opened the door and walked through the hallways one last time. As she expected, Meredith stopped her right outside the study and commanded her to come in.
~Drowning deep in my see of loathing
Broken your servant I am.
(Will you give it to me?)~
"Where were you last night, Sara?" Sara titled her head to the side and looked Meredith right in the eyes.
"With the wielder, mother. Didn't you feel it?
~Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently, it changes. ~
"You undeserving, treacherous girl of a daughter. I should've had an abortion." Meredith walked up to Sara. "How dare you betray me?" Meredith went to slap her, but Sara caught her wrist in mid swing.
"No!"
~Oh, no! There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demons
In me. ~
"I lived with your lies and manipulations my entire life." She twisted Meredith's arm back and shoved her into the wall. "I will do it no longer."
~Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Open up your hate and let it flow into me. ~
"I almost didn't see what destiny wanted because of you! You may have given me life, mother, but it is not yours to take back!" Meredith regained her posture and glared at her.
"You stupid, infatuated child! Do you really believe that he could love you?! With your body, your scars. No man wants you, Sara!"
~Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
You mother get up; come on get down with the sickness.
You fucker get up; come on now get down with the sickness.
Madness is the gift that has been given to me. ~
"I know that he could never love you, mother. David never did. He loved her, me, whether he knew her or not. It isn't me that can not be loved, it's you." Sara raised her head and glared back at her. "You can never have the wielder. It is not your destiny."
Meredith screamed with rage and went to attack Sara, who only pushed her to the ground. Looking down on her, she added.
"It is my destiny."
~I can see inside you
The sickness is rising.
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Can you give it to me?)~
Meredith got up off the ground. "Think what you want, you wretched girl. Tell me Sara, how did it feel like for him to use you? Do you really believe him when he says it's more than physical attraction? As soon as he tires of you, he will throw you out. Just as David did to me. And you will have no one, Sara. Is that what you want? To be alone all your days and nights?"
"No, and I won't be. That's why I'm leaving. And you, mother, are powerless to stop it."
~It seems all that was good has died
And is decaying, in me
(Will you give it to me?)~
Meredith smirked and slowly walked to her desk. Secretly, even to Sara, she pushed a button on the side of her desk. "That's where you're wrong, Sara."
Sara came closer to her. "You have no power over me. Nor do you have my allegiance."
~It seems you're having trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes
Oh no, the world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon
In me ~
Before Sara could turn, a laser beam shot out from the corner of the room. The shock went down Sara's spine, momentarily paralyzing her. Meredith smirked as she grabbed Sara by her hair and threw her into the wall.
~Ooh ah ah ah ah!
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Open up your hate and let it flow into me. ~
Meredith picked up a dagger and turned Sara so that she faced her.
"A harpy, a monster with a pretty face. That is all you are."
Sara moaned and struggled to mover her body, but it was useless.
"Let's see if we can change that, shall we?" Meredith put the dagger closer and closer to her face.
"Ian!" Sara screamed.
~Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
You mother get up; come on get down with the sickness.
You fucker get up; come on now get down with the sickness.
Madness is the gift that has been given to me. ~
"Ian!"
It echoed clearly inside his head as he looked up from his paper work.
"Sara." He whispered. The witchblade began to glow on his wrist.
What the hell is going on?
Gabriel looked at Ian from the door way.
"Yo, Ian. What's wrong?" Ian didn't reply. "Hey Nottingham, you're doing it again!"
When he still didn't answer, Gabriel went over to the desk punched his shoulder.
"Stop playing man, it's not funny." Ian woke up, gazed and looking around.
"Sara." He said again. Gabriel stared at him.
"What about her?" Ian looked up and Gabriel smirked.
"Oh, you bagged her, huh? Lucky, lucky. Better luck then what I'm having with Kelly. What happened? Tell me all the grossly fascinating details."
"Gabe, now is not really the tim.." Ian's cell went off.
"Nottingham."
"Detective." Meredith said coolly.
"Irons. What do you want?"
"I want you to pick up the trash you left at my mansion. She is rather anxious fro you to see her." You could hear Meredith laughing on the other line.
"Meredith," He hissed out, "I swear if you have done anything to her, I.."
"You are in no position to threaten me, Detective. If you want your property, come now to collect it, or else I'll have it disposed of." She hung up.
Ian turned his cell phone off and looked at Gabe. "I'll tell you everything later. But I need to go. Bye Gabriel." Ian rushed out. Gabriel, still confused and trying to figure out what was going on, shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah, see ya."
Eli: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. What has Meredith done? What will Ian find? More eventually. (can't say soon.)
Sara silently entered her room from the window. She knew good and well that Meredith would know she was there; she just didn't want to deal with her right this minute. She grabbed a duffel bag and packed only what she couldn't do without: clothes, swords, guns, money, and a lab top.
Sara threw the duffel bag over her shoulder as she opened the door and walked through the hallways one last time. As she expected, Meredith stopped her right outside the study and commanded her to come in.
~Drowning deep in my see of loathing
Broken your servant I am.
(Will you give it to me?)~
"Where were you last night, Sara?" Sara titled her head to the side and looked Meredith right in the eyes.
"With the wielder, mother. Didn't you feel it?
~Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently, it changes. ~
"You undeserving, treacherous girl of a daughter. I should've had an abortion." Meredith walked up to Sara. "How dare you betray me?" Meredith went to slap her, but Sara caught her wrist in mid swing.
"No!"
~Oh, no! There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demons
In me. ~
"I lived with your lies and manipulations my entire life." She twisted Meredith's arm back and shoved her into the wall. "I will do it no longer."
~Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Open up your hate and let it flow into me. ~
"I almost didn't see what destiny wanted because of you! You may have given me life, mother, but it is not yours to take back!" Meredith regained her posture and glared at her.
"You stupid, infatuated child! Do you really believe that he could love you?! With your body, your scars. No man wants you, Sara!"
~Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
You mother get up; come on get down with the sickness.
You fucker get up; come on now get down with the sickness.
Madness is the gift that has been given to me. ~
"I know that he could never love you, mother. David never did. He loved her, me, whether he knew her or not. It isn't me that can not be loved, it's you." Sara raised her head and glared back at her. "You can never have the wielder. It is not your destiny."
Meredith screamed with rage and went to attack Sara, who only pushed her to the ground. Looking down on her, she added.
"It is my destiny."
~I can see inside you
The sickness is rising.
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Can you give it to me?)~
Meredith got up off the ground. "Think what you want, you wretched girl. Tell me Sara, how did it feel like for him to use you? Do you really believe him when he says it's more than physical attraction? As soon as he tires of you, he will throw you out. Just as David did to me. And you will have no one, Sara. Is that what you want? To be alone all your days and nights?"
"No, and I won't be. That's why I'm leaving. And you, mother, are powerless to stop it."
~It seems all that was good has died
And is decaying, in me
(Will you give it to me?)~
Meredith smirked and slowly walked to her desk. Secretly, even to Sara, she pushed a button on the side of her desk. "That's where you're wrong, Sara."
Sara came closer to her. "You have no power over me. Nor do you have my allegiance."
~It seems you're having trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes
Oh no, the world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon
In me ~
Before Sara could turn, a laser beam shot out from the corner of the room. The shock went down Sara's spine, momentarily paralyzing her. Meredith smirked as she grabbed Sara by her hair and threw her into the wall.
~Ooh ah ah ah ah!
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
Open up your hate and let it flow into me. ~
Meredith picked up a dagger and turned Sara so that she faced her.
"A harpy, a monster with a pretty face. That is all you are."
Sara moaned and struggled to mover her body, but it was useless.
"Let's see if we can change that, shall we?" Meredith put the dagger closer and closer to her face.
"Ian!" Sara screamed.
~Get up; come on get down with the sickness.
You mother get up; come on get down with the sickness.
You fucker get up; come on now get down with the sickness.
Madness is the gift that has been given to me. ~
"Ian!"
It echoed clearly inside his head as he looked up from his paper work.
"Sara." He whispered. The witchblade began to glow on his wrist.
What the hell is going on?
Gabriel looked at Ian from the door way.
"Yo, Ian. What's wrong?" Ian didn't reply. "Hey Nottingham, you're doing it again!"
When he still didn't answer, Gabriel went over to the desk punched his shoulder.
"Stop playing man, it's not funny." Ian woke up, gazed and looking around.
"Sara." He said again. Gabriel stared at him.
"What about her?" Ian looked up and Gabriel smirked.
"Oh, you bagged her, huh? Lucky, lucky. Better luck then what I'm having with Kelly. What happened? Tell me all the grossly fascinating details."
"Gabe, now is not really the tim.." Ian's cell went off.
"Nottingham."
"Detective." Meredith said coolly.
"Irons. What do you want?"
"I want you to pick up the trash you left at my mansion. She is rather anxious fro you to see her." You could hear Meredith laughing on the other line.
"Meredith," He hissed out, "I swear if you have done anything to her, I.."
"You are in no position to threaten me, Detective. If you want your property, come now to collect it, or else I'll have it disposed of." She hung up.
Ian turned his cell phone off and looked at Gabe. "I'll tell you everything later. But I need to go. Bye Gabriel." Ian rushed out. Gabriel, still confused and trying to figure out what was going on, shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah, see ya."
Eli: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. What has Meredith done? What will Ian find? More eventually. (can't say soon.)