I couldn't help myself! I just couldn't! My goodness, but did you guys get
upset or WHAT about my last chapter? Hehe. I was trying to be cruel!
*evil cackle* If you are wondering what happened to Daine, well, um, don't
look at me. I ain't tellin' ya the answer. Ya gotta READ.
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Complications
By: Karigan
Chapter 14
'The Gift'
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He didn't know how long it had been. The silence that had overtaken him had completely taken control of his system. When he finally opened his eyes again, Justice still sat on the floor in front of him, her knees curled up tightly against her chest. She was shaking violently and he could see her eyes were a deathly grey and her skin had become stark white.
His mind was going so fast, he had trouble keeping up with it. Daine was gone. That thought was the one thought that, even with all the other thoughts slamming through him, was undeniably the loudest.
Then, suddenly, thoughts started to fall into place. Justice had lied to him. She had lied to all of them. He recalled her saying that she had hurt Daine before. He didn't know when that was, but now she had taken Daine away from him. The pain was steadily growing larger. He had seen the blood; the blood that was all over the pillow, sheets and floor. There was just too much of it. It had looked as if they had slaughtered a pig. His scientific mind didn't let him hold out hope. It was just too much blood. He swallowed hard. And focused again on the form curled up on the floor.
He felt a pang of anger enter his system, and to his surprise, made the pain disappear momentarily. He relished in that short relief, and felt it grow. It grew within him until he was a boiling pot of water. He lunged forward and grabbed the girl by the shoulders, lifting her up to her feet violently. She cried out and grabbed his arms for support. He shook her hard. "YOU LIED TO ME!" he hollered. She shook her head weakly. "YOU LET HIM IN HERE DIDN'T YOU? YOU LET HIM IN HERE SO HE COULD GET TO HER.! WHY?" his voice had risen dramatically and was now slamming itself on the girl's little face.
Justice was shaking so bad she could hear her teeth chattering in her scull. This wasn't supposed to work out this way. "No!" she tried weakly.
"YOU OPENED UP THE WINDOW AND YOU LET HIM IN HERE! YOU TOLD HIM WHERE SHE WAS! WHY DOES HE WANT HER?"
"No!" she tried again more forcefully. She didn't know what to do or say. She couldn't even answer him without betraying her species, and that was just not an option. "I'm sorry! I didn't want her to get hurt. I didn't///"
"NO!" he yelled. "STOP LYING AND TELL ME!" Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wondered why she wasn't fighting back. Why she hadn't lost her temper yet.
Justice bit her bottom lip so hard it started to bleed. Tears streamed down her face and she was shaking with sobs. Her words became broken and erratic as she began to sob silently. "I. can't. please. I. didn't. want. This. PLEASE!"
Numair was to far gone at this point. Anger had taken over the pain and he welcomed it. He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room, completely ignoring the fact that they had stepped out of the magic holding. At this point, he didn't really care anymore. He dragged her roughly behind him down the hall. He vaguely registered her uncontrolled sobs. Oddly, no one roamed the halls now to see them. 'Good', he thought. He wasn't stopping for anyone now. He opened his room doors and pulled her in by the wrist. She let out a little whimper of protest, but he ignored it. He proceeded to drag her into his bedroom and turned back to her, hand still gripping her tiny wrist.
"Do you see this?" he spoke, dangerously calm. He looked at her eyes. Justice didn't want to look at what she knew was there. "LOOK AT IT!" He roared again. She whimpered and turned her head to look. Blood streaked down the pillow and sheets. Drops of blood had fallen to the floor all the way to the window. She had the reaction she feared she would. Nothing. It was a reaction her body had developed after having to kill so many people. She felt nothing at the sight of so much blood. She closed her eyes tight and sobbed heavily.
"YOU DID THIS TO HER!" He accused.
Her eyes shot open and she yelled. "NO!"
He shook her so violently she fell to her knees. Both his hands were now gripping her wrist like vices. "YOU LET HIM IN HERE! SOMEHOW, YOU LEAD HIM HERE AND DIDN'T TELL US! NOW TELL ME! WHY DID HE WANT HER?"
His hands were beginning to crush he wrist. Her eyes blazed red and in an agonized sob, she screeched. "YOU'RE HURTING ME!"
In all her tantrums and fits of temper, she had only sounded like that twice before. Her shriek became almost hawk like. Somehow, it cleared his mind for a moment and he realized what he was doing. This was an eight- year-old child. Despite all she had done, all the lies that he was sure she had told, she was still a child. He released her hands quickly and she fell to floor with a sob. He stepped back in horror looking at his hands. He was disgusted with himself. He had been hurting her in his rage. Daine would have been horrified at his actions. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall, trying to catch his heaving breath.
Justice desperately tried to control her sobbing. She didn't know why she was so surprised by Numair's actions; she knew that he loved Daine. She didn't fight him because she knew she deserved it. She had been the cause of him loosing Daine. She wasn't fooling herself on that one. She had gotten herself caught by being reckless two years ago, starting this whole mess.
She hated 'him'. She couldn't find a better word than that. This man caused so much pain and suffering for so many, just to find a simple child; a child that there was close to no chance in hell of finding. There were simply too many options. "I didn't want this Numair. Believe what you want, but I didn't want this." She was trying to hold back her tears. She really did like Numair. He was the human she liked the most. And to see him in this much pain made her immortal heart want to die.
He looked up at her and she was shocked to see tears rimming his eyes. "Then why will you not tell me what is going on?" he asked desperately. He waved his hand over the bed. "This blood, it's too much for a human body to loose. I know that. I've lost Daine. I just want to find her, and avenge her. But I can't if you won't help me."
Her lip trembled slightly and she took a shuttering breath. "How can I tell you anything resembling the truth if you cannot even believe what I tell you?"
He looked confused. "I have listened to all you have said this last week. I believed all of it, eve///" he stopped when she shook her head.
"No. You didn't. You don't believe in Destiny. You won't believe anything I say or do if you don't believe in that simple rule."
"I'm supposed to believe that no matter what, no matter what anyone says or does, I will always die in the same way? That my life is already set out for me? That you know everything that is in my future?"
She shook her head again. "No. I never said that. I don't know anything about your Destiny. I don't know anyone's Destiny unless I show it to him or her. Moreover, who ever said Destiny has to be all-consuming? Why is it you automatically assume that Destiny means an ending? It doesn't. All Destiny really is is a fact about you. Destiny might only be one small part of your life. A tiny insignificant detail that is important in the long run; the long run of time." She thought about her next words carefully. "Or in 'his' case something that will never happen, despite what anyone does."
Numair was trying to focus on her words. They didn't make sense, at least not to him. It just wasn't working for him. "I cant. I need."
"Proof?" she finished for him. She sighed softly. That stupid hurdle Numair was incapable of crossing was a big problem. She wiped at her face, trying to come up with some kind of answer. Then she grabbed on to a possibility. She looked at Numair as if she was appraising him. This was possibly a bad idea. But, it seemed to be the only idea for the moment. They were not going to get anywhere if he couldn't get over this whole Destiny issue. "I want to give you a gift, Numair."
He looked up at her in puzzlement. "What?"
"I want to give you a gift."
He looked startled for a moment. Then he rubbed his nose. "Justice, I have not 'caught' you, you can't give me//"
"I can." She stated firmly. "You DID catch me. Three weeks ago."
He scrunched his eyes. "Justice there were six of us that day, I'm not the only one who caught you."
"Well, I'm giving 'you' the gift. Consider yourself lucky, Numair. Now, you have a choice. Do you want a single 'sight' or do you want a 'feather'? I think it's a bit obvious I don't have a feather to give you. So I suggest you pick a 'sight'."
He looked thoughtful. "What are you going to show me?"
She sighed heavily. "I don't KNOW! I don't know anymore then you do. All I'm going to do is show you your Destiny. I don't know what it is. I don't know if will even tell you anything. That is not the point. The point here is to prove to you that it does exist. And when you finally believe me, we can avenge Daine."
That was all the encouragement he needed. If it would help him avenge his Magelet, he would do anything. He nodded.
Justice climbed onto a seat and stood on it so she would be eye level with the tall man. She stared at his eyes and took a deep breath. "I need you to relax. Just breathe. I may have to touch you; I've never done it in human form. It might feel a bit funny. And it will probably surprise you when it happens, but you have to relax and just let hit happen. All right?"
He nodded and breathed deeply, keeping his dark eyes locked on Justice's pale blue ones. She swallowed hard and he saw her hand slowly rise up to the side of his face. It was centimeters away from his cheek when he felt as if he were in the middle of an explosion.
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To be continued
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Complications
By: Karigan
Chapter 14
'The Gift'
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He didn't know how long it had been. The silence that had overtaken him had completely taken control of his system. When he finally opened his eyes again, Justice still sat on the floor in front of him, her knees curled up tightly against her chest. She was shaking violently and he could see her eyes were a deathly grey and her skin had become stark white.
His mind was going so fast, he had trouble keeping up with it. Daine was gone. That thought was the one thought that, even with all the other thoughts slamming through him, was undeniably the loudest.
Then, suddenly, thoughts started to fall into place. Justice had lied to him. She had lied to all of them. He recalled her saying that she had hurt Daine before. He didn't know when that was, but now she had taken Daine away from him. The pain was steadily growing larger. He had seen the blood; the blood that was all over the pillow, sheets and floor. There was just too much of it. It had looked as if they had slaughtered a pig. His scientific mind didn't let him hold out hope. It was just too much blood. He swallowed hard. And focused again on the form curled up on the floor.
He felt a pang of anger enter his system, and to his surprise, made the pain disappear momentarily. He relished in that short relief, and felt it grow. It grew within him until he was a boiling pot of water. He lunged forward and grabbed the girl by the shoulders, lifting her up to her feet violently. She cried out and grabbed his arms for support. He shook her hard. "YOU LIED TO ME!" he hollered. She shook her head weakly. "YOU LET HIM IN HERE DIDN'T YOU? YOU LET HIM IN HERE SO HE COULD GET TO HER.! WHY?" his voice had risen dramatically and was now slamming itself on the girl's little face.
Justice was shaking so bad she could hear her teeth chattering in her scull. This wasn't supposed to work out this way. "No!" she tried weakly.
"YOU OPENED UP THE WINDOW AND YOU LET HIM IN HERE! YOU TOLD HIM WHERE SHE WAS! WHY DOES HE WANT HER?"
"No!" she tried again more forcefully. She didn't know what to do or say. She couldn't even answer him without betraying her species, and that was just not an option. "I'm sorry! I didn't want her to get hurt. I didn't///"
"NO!" he yelled. "STOP LYING AND TELL ME!" Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wondered why she wasn't fighting back. Why she hadn't lost her temper yet.
Justice bit her bottom lip so hard it started to bleed. Tears streamed down her face and she was shaking with sobs. Her words became broken and erratic as she began to sob silently. "I. can't. please. I. didn't. want. This. PLEASE!"
Numair was to far gone at this point. Anger had taken over the pain and he welcomed it. He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room, completely ignoring the fact that they had stepped out of the magic holding. At this point, he didn't really care anymore. He dragged her roughly behind him down the hall. He vaguely registered her uncontrolled sobs. Oddly, no one roamed the halls now to see them. 'Good', he thought. He wasn't stopping for anyone now. He opened his room doors and pulled her in by the wrist. She let out a little whimper of protest, but he ignored it. He proceeded to drag her into his bedroom and turned back to her, hand still gripping her tiny wrist.
"Do you see this?" he spoke, dangerously calm. He looked at her eyes. Justice didn't want to look at what she knew was there. "LOOK AT IT!" He roared again. She whimpered and turned her head to look. Blood streaked down the pillow and sheets. Drops of blood had fallen to the floor all the way to the window. She had the reaction she feared she would. Nothing. It was a reaction her body had developed after having to kill so many people. She felt nothing at the sight of so much blood. She closed her eyes tight and sobbed heavily.
"YOU DID THIS TO HER!" He accused.
Her eyes shot open and she yelled. "NO!"
He shook her so violently she fell to her knees. Both his hands were now gripping her wrist like vices. "YOU LET HIM IN HERE! SOMEHOW, YOU LEAD HIM HERE AND DIDN'T TELL US! NOW TELL ME! WHY DID HE WANT HER?"
His hands were beginning to crush he wrist. Her eyes blazed red and in an agonized sob, she screeched. "YOU'RE HURTING ME!"
In all her tantrums and fits of temper, she had only sounded like that twice before. Her shriek became almost hawk like. Somehow, it cleared his mind for a moment and he realized what he was doing. This was an eight- year-old child. Despite all she had done, all the lies that he was sure she had told, she was still a child. He released her hands quickly and she fell to floor with a sob. He stepped back in horror looking at his hands. He was disgusted with himself. He had been hurting her in his rage. Daine would have been horrified at his actions. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall, trying to catch his heaving breath.
Justice desperately tried to control her sobbing. She didn't know why she was so surprised by Numair's actions; she knew that he loved Daine. She didn't fight him because she knew she deserved it. She had been the cause of him loosing Daine. She wasn't fooling herself on that one. She had gotten herself caught by being reckless two years ago, starting this whole mess.
She hated 'him'. She couldn't find a better word than that. This man caused so much pain and suffering for so many, just to find a simple child; a child that there was close to no chance in hell of finding. There were simply too many options. "I didn't want this Numair. Believe what you want, but I didn't want this." She was trying to hold back her tears. She really did like Numair. He was the human she liked the most. And to see him in this much pain made her immortal heart want to die.
He looked up at her and she was shocked to see tears rimming his eyes. "Then why will you not tell me what is going on?" he asked desperately. He waved his hand over the bed. "This blood, it's too much for a human body to loose. I know that. I've lost Daine. I just want to find her, and avenge her. But I can't if you won't help me."
Her lip trembled slightly and she took a shuttering breath. "How can I tell you anything resembling the truth if you cannot even believe what I tell you?"
He looked confused. "I have listened to all you have said this last week. I believed all of it, eve///" he stopped when she shook her head.
"No. You didn't. You don't believe in Destiny. You won't believe anything I say or do if you don't believe in that simple rule."
"I'm supposed to believe that no matter what, no matter what anyone says or does, I will always die in the same way? That my life is already set out for me? That you know everything that is in my future?"
She shook her head again. "No. I never said that. I don't know anything about your Destiny. I don't know anyone's Destiny unless I show it to him or her. Moreover, who ever said Destiny has to be all-consuming? Why is it you automatically assume that Destiny means an ending? It doesn't. All Destiny really is is a fact about you. Destiny might only be one small part of your life. A tiny insignificant detail that is important in the long run; the long run of time." She thought about her next words carefully. "Or in 'his' case something that will never happen, despite what anyone does."
Numair was trying to focus on her words. They didn't make sense, at least not to him. It just wasn't working for him. "I cant. I need."
"Proof?" she finished for him. She sighed softly. That stupid hurdle Numair was incapable of crossing was a big problem. She wiped at her face, trying to come up with some kind of answer. Then she grabbed on to a possibility. She looked at Numair as if she was appraising him. This was possibly a bad idea. But, it seemed to be the only idea for the moment. They were not going to get anywhere if he couldn't get over this whole Destiny issue. "I want to give you a gift, Numair."
He looked up at her in puzzlement. "What?"
"I want to give you a gift."
He looked startled for a moment. Then he rubbed his nose. "Justice, I have not 'caught' you, you can't give me//"
"I can." She stated firmly. "You DID catch me. Three weeks ago."
He scrunched his eyes. "Justice there were six of us that day, I'm not the only one who caught you."
"Well, I'm giving 'you' the gift. Consider yourself lucky, Numair. Now, you have a choice. Do you want a single 'sight' or do you want a 'feather'? I think it's a bit obvious I don't have a feather to give you. So I suggest you pick a 'sight'."
He looked thoughtful. "What are you going to show me?"
She sighed heavily. "I don't KNOW! I don't know anymore then you do. All I'm going to do is show you your Destiny. I don't know what it is. I don't know if will even tell you anything. That is not the point. The point here is to prove to you that it does exist. And when you finally believe me, we can avenge Daine."
That was all the encouragement he needed. If it would help him avenge his Magelet, he would do anything. He nodded.
Justice climbed onto a seat and stood on it so she would be eye level with the tall man. She stared at his eyes and took a deep breath. "I need you to relax. Just breathe. I may have to touch you; I've never done it in human form. It might feel a bit funny. And it will probably surprise you when it happens, but you have to relax and just let hit happen. All right?"
He nodded and breathed deeply, keeping his dark eyes locked on Justice's pale blue ones. She swallowed hard and he saw her hand slowly rise up to the side of his face. It was centimeters away from his cheek when he felt as if he were in the middle of an explosion.
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To be continued
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