Lying in a nice soft bed was an experience Cas hoped to repeat often. He
stretched out, feeling bones pop back into place and then let himself melt
onto the sheets. The day had been long, but it was over now and he was
alone with his thoughts.
Well, not entirely alone. Arian was always with him and Cas was surprised to find himself not minding the other's presence. It made him feel safe to know that a light would always be with him.
'A light amidst all that darkness.' He frowned as his thoughts turned again to the conversation between him and Sherry. They had stayed silent after it until her mother had come to get her. It seemed she was here to learn and control her gifts; her parents were Heralds so he figured that it was pretty normal for a child to have those abilities.
It made him wonder what his were.
'Arian?'
: Yes? :
'Do I have any gifts?' He heard silence for a minute before the other replied.
: You do. You have Mind-Speech, a small touch of Fire Starting and a Mage Gift. :
'Oh.' He said his good nights then and turned over in bed, closing his eyes, but not sleeping yet. He slowed his breathing and relaxed; letting his senses take in the area around him. It had become a habit to always know his surroundings in the dark, since that was where the biggest and most dangerous threats to him were.
In the darkness.
But there was nothing there, all was silent and calm. So why did he feel uneasy?
'Am I so use to violence that I have to create my own?' His ears flicked forward at a slight sound in the hallway. 'Or am I right in assuming that something is out there?'
He moved of the bed and crossed over to the door, placing an ear on the smooth wood, listening for any sounds.
'Probably just a kid out of bed.' He shook himself, grinning at his own paranoia, but a soft hiss, stopped him cold. He turned slowly and faced the door again; a slight tremor making it's way through his body, turning his blood to ice.
The hiss whispered to him, luring him out, but it was too weak to command him just yet and he forced himself to move away, to the other side of the room. Looking around at the four walls surrounding him, he realized he was no longer safe inside at this moment.
He raced for his window just as the shadow made it's way under the door and lunged for him. But he was quicker and was out and climbing up the side of the Colligium, away from his hunter. The cool night air slid across his skin and chilled the sweat that had appeared there.
A low scream in his mind told him that the hunter was close and he didn't waste any time in climbing faster, trying to put some distance between it and himself, but he wasn't fast enough to outrun this shadow and one clawed hand wrapped around his foot, dragging him off the wall and throwing him.
As the ground rushed up to meet him, he prayed that this would be the end-
-but he should have known better.
Inches before hitting the ground he was caught and held there, in a dark embrace. As he lay trapped there, trying to calm his heart rate, he didn't notice the person walking up to him until they were right in front of him.
"You thought you could escape, didn't you?" He didn't have to worry about slowing down his heart then, it froze instantly upon hearing that voice. That hated, twisted voice that always promised him pain. He raised his head with difficulty and looked into the deep green eyes of his captor.
"Caedmon." He spoke the others name, knowing it all too well.
"I'm glad you remember me, Casimir. After all, you did leave our little family and we had thought you had forgotten us." He grinned. "What a pleasant surprise to find out that you hadn't." Cas looked away and heard the other laugh.
"I was never with any of you by choice!"
"True, but the fact remains that you are now one of us and nothing will change that. You are part of the darkness, and that light now within you, doesn't belong. Shall I get rid of it for you?"
"NO!" Cas whipped his head back and glared at the older man, his eyes practically glowing in his Rage and he felt the power build up again. He forced himself to calm down when he realized that's what Caedmon wanted. He wanted him to lose control, to kill.
"Why fight it? It's a part of you, so you can't resist it." Cas looked up at him.
"I can, and I will." Caedmon just shook his head, a look of false sadness upon his face.
"Do you need another lesson, Casimir?" He looked around and they both heard two soft voices speaking.
Children.
His eyes widened. No! He couldn't do this again, he could not! Caedmon had been watching his reaction and laughed when he saw the pain, the guilt.
"They'll do just nicely, don't you think?"
The Rage was growing, consuming him. Anger at himself, the one in front of him and at the situation itself. He felt it race it' way through his body, eating away at his control, but this time was different.
This time he had a focus.
Arian!
He held onto the light of his Companion and let the Rage loose, focusing it on the creature holding him. He felt it's scream in his mind, tearing away at his sanity, but he ignored it and instead let himself enjoy the expression of shook on Caedmon's face.
"Wanna stay and play?" he asked sweetly, his whole body glowing with a hellish light that reflected in his former tormentor's eyes. He drank off the fear there and would have destroyed him, if not for Arian.
: What are you doing? : The voice brought him down from his high, and the Rage dimmed. Caedmon took that moment to escape, but Cas didn't notice. Instead he focused on the Companion now standing beside him.
"Arian, I_" He cried out softly and buried his face in the Companion's neck, letting the fear and anger drain out of him. They had nearly won. They had nearly turned him into the creature they had wanted.
"I can't stay here, although I want to. I'll end up killing everyone." He whispered softly, but Arian heard him.
: No, you won't. We'll help you fight it; we'll help you get through this. :
' But can you?' he kept the thought to himself and held on for his life. Dimly he could hear two children laughing and playing in the darkness behind him and a voice inside whispered in his heart.
..Reach for the power. Just reach out and take it and then it's yours. The power to destroy, the power to burn, the power to control..
He shuddered as he recognized the voice as his own, but did his best to ignore it as Arian helped him back inside and then he made his way to his own room after assuring his Companion that nothing else would attack him this night. He had scared them badly enough that they would leave him be for the time being.
So he was safe, but was everyone else?
He made it the bed and collapsed, not even noticing when someone else tucked him in and made sure he was comfortable.
A/N: Yeah short I know, but it seemed like a good place to end it!! Hope people like ^^
Well, not entirely alone. Arian was always with him and Cas was surprised to find himself not minding the other's presence. It made him feel safe to know that a light would always be with him.
'A light amidst all that darkness.' He frowned as his thoughts turned again to the conversation between him and Sherry. They had stayed silent after it until her mother had come to get her. It seemed she was here to learn and control her gifts; her parents were Heralds so he figured that it was pretty normal for a child to have those abilities.
It made him wonder what his were.
'Arian?'
: Yes? :
'Do I have any gifts?' He heard silence for a minute before the other replied.
: You do. You have Mind-Speech, a small touch of Fire Starting and a Mage Gift. :
'Oh.' He said his good nights then and turned over in bed, closing his eyes, but not sleeping yet. He slowed his breathing and relaxed; letting his senses take in the area around him. It had become a habit to always know his surroundings in the dark, since that was where the biggest and most dangerous threats to him were.
In the darkness.
But there was nothing there, all was silent and calm. So why did he feel uneasy?
'Am I so use to violence that I have to create my own?' His ears flicked forward at a slight sound in the hallway. 'Or am I right in assuming that something is out there?'
He moved of the bed and crossed over to the door, placing an ear on the smooth wood, listening for any sounds.
'Probably just a kid out of bed.' He shook himself, grinning at his own paranoia, but a soft hiss, stopped him cold. He turned slowly and faced the door again; a slight tremor making it's way through his body, turning his blood to ice.
The hiss whispered to him, luring him out, but it was too weak to command him just yet and he forced himself to move away, to the other side of the room. Looking around at the four walls surrounding him, he realized he was no longer safe inside at this moment.
He raced for his window just as the shadow made it's way under the door and lunged for him. But he was quicker and was out and climbing up the side of the Colligium, away from his hunter. The cool night air slid across his skin and chilled the sweat that had appeared there.
A low scream in his mind told him that the hunter was close and he didn't waste any time in climbing faster, trying to put some distance between it and himself, but he wasn't fast enough to outrun this shadow and one clawed hand wrapped around his foot, dragging him off the wall and throwing him.
As the ground rushed up to meet him, he prayed that this would be the end-
-but he should have known better.
Inches before hitting the ground he was caught and held there, in a dark embrace. As he lay trapped there, trying to calm his heart rate, he didn't notice the person walking up to him until they were right in front of him.
"You thought you could escape, didn't you?" He didn't have to worry about slowing down his heart then, it froze instantly upon hearing that voice. That hated, twisted voice that always promised him pain. He raised his head with difficulty and looked into the deep green eyes of his captor.
"Caedmon." He spoke the others name, knowing it all too well.
"I'm glad you remember me, Casimir. After all, you did leave our little family and we had thought you had forgotten us." He grinned. "What a pleasant surprise to find out that you hadn't." Cas looked away and heard the other laugh.
"I was never with any of you by choice!"
"True, but the fact remains that you are now one of us and nothing will change that. You are part of the darkness, and that light now within you, doesn't belong. Shall I get rid of it for you?"
"NO!" Cas whipped his head back and glared at the older man, his eyes practically glowing in his Rage and he felt the power build up again. He forced himself to calm down when he realized that's what Caedmon wanted. He wanted him to lose control, to kill.
"Why fight it? It's a part of you, so you can't resist it." Cas looked up at him.
"I can, and I will." Caedmon just shook his head, a look of false sadness upon his face.
"Do you need another lesson, Casimir?" He looked around and they both heard two soft voices speaking.
Children.
His eyes widened. No! He couldn't do this again, he could not! Caedmon had been watching his reaction and laughed when he saw the pain, the guilt.
"They'll do just nicely, don't you think?"
The Rage was growing, consuming him. Anger at himself, the one in front of him and at the situation itself. He felt it race it' way through his body, eating away at his control, but this time was different.
This time he had a focus.
Arian!
He held onto the light of his Companion and let the Rage loose, focusing it on the creature holding him. He felt it's scream in his mind, tearing away at his sanity, but he ignored it and instead let himself enjoy the expression of shook on Caedmon's face.
"Wanna stay and play?" he asked sweetly, his whole body glowing with a hellish light that reflected in his former tormentor's eyes. He drank off the fear there and would have destroyed him, if not for Arian.
: What are you doing? : The voice brought him down from his high, and the Rage dimmed. Caedmon took that moment to escape, but Cas didn't notice. Instead he focused on the Companion now standing beside him.
"Arian, I_" He cried out softly and buried his face in the Companion's neck, letting the fear and anger drain out of him. They had nearly won. They had nearly turned him into the creature they had wanted.
"I can't stay here, although I want to. I'll end up killing everyone." He whispered softly, but Arian heard him.
: No, you won't. We'll help you fight it; we'll help you get through this. :
' But can you?' he kept the thought to himself and held on for his life. Dimly he could hear two children laughing and playing in the darkness behind him and a voice inside whispered in his heart.
..Reach for the power. Just reach out and take it and then it's yours. The power to destroy, the power to burn, the power to control..
He shuddered as he recognized the voice as his own, but did his best to ignore it as Arian helped him back inside and then he made his way to his own room after assuring his Companion that nothing else would attack him this night. He had scared them badly enough that they would leave him be for the time being.
So he was safe, but was everyone else?
He made it the bed and collapsed, not even noticing when someone else tucked him in and made sure he was comfortable.
A/N: Yeah short I know, but it seemed like a good place to end it!! Hope people like ^^