Eli: Hey everyone! For those who have not heard, Oxygen is looking into
picking up witchblade. To get the full info, go to ezboard.com and look in
witchblade connections. Worminess should have the whole Last Shout thing
there. Beloved! Where have you been, young lady?! Here's the next bit,
Enjoy!
-March 22, 2011-
Bethany went to class that morning. As she took off her jacket to put it onto her hook, the kids all stared at her arms. Bethany glared back at all of them and it shut them up for the first part of class.
The kids in Bethany's class surrounded her during recess. She sat calmly on the bench as they asked her questions.
"What are those silver things on your wrist?"
"How did you get them?"
"Why do you have them?" They asked her. Bethany got annoyed and got up to leave.
"I know whys he has them!" One boy screamed out. "She's a freak!"
Bethany turned around and looked at him. "What did you say?" She asked coldly.
"You heard me. You're a freak!" He said as he smirked. A couple of kids behind him started nodding.
"Yeah, he's right. Freak!"
"Freak!" The boys kept calling her. One of them threw the baseball he was holding at her unguarded back. She felt the eye on her chest blink as silver armor sprung from the marking on her chest, making a shield across her back. The ball bounced off harmlessly.
The kids around her all gasped and ran away in fear. Bethany was scared to death, even as the armor disappeared back into her marking. The eye closed again.
"Freak!" She heard them cry out as they fled. Bethany ran to the edge of the school and scaled the wall. She remained on the roof for the rest of recess and did not return to class.
Dominic saw her jump onto the roof. He approached her slowly, not sure of what to do. She smiled when she saw him and fingered the necklace around her neck.
"Hi Dom." She said sadly.
"Hi Beth." He looked down on the ground and then growled out of frustration. "I won't do it."
She looked at him confused. "Won't do what?"
"He wants me to kill you, but I don't want to." He said as he drew out his sword. He threw it down at her feet. "You're my friend. I refuse to kill you."
He sat down at the edge of the roof, pulling his legs against his chest. Bethany felt her eye of the blade heat up. She saw flashes of Irons whipping Dominic. She felt tears in her eyes.
"He's going to hurt you." She said softly as she sat down next to him. "I'm sorry, Dominic. I wish he wouldn't."
"So do I." He said sadly. He looked at her and smiled wistfully. "Congratulations on passing the perriculum." He said as he motioned to the silver on her wrists. Then he lifted his wrists up to show her the markings on him. They were the same as hers, except his had no silver in them.
She nodded. "Just like me. Different. A f-" He cut her off.
"You're not a freak, Bethany. You are a wielder." He told her.
"Tell them that." She said coldly. "Why did this happen to us?"
Dominic didn't answer. She felt the eye heat up again and she felt the need to turn around. She turned her head and saw an old man staring at her. Dominic turned his head around as well and they stared at him.
"You are both of the bloodlines of the witchblade. You are the only ones strong enough for this destiny." He told them.
Dominic was about to get up to attack. He figured this man was sent by irons. Bethany held his shoulder down and continued to stare at the man. He was short, old, and his hair looked like he bleached it blonde.
"How do you know about the witchblade?" Bethany asked him. He smiled at her.
"I know a lot of things, little wielder." He moved closer to them. "Wielder, protector, listen well: You are the youngest to begin this journey. Your full potential use and strength will not come till you are adults, but you must start using your gifts now.
I will not be easy, but you must keep true to the path of righteousness. Many will taunt you and test you, but you must not harm them. People fear what they do not understand, and they will never understand that you are different to protect their lives.
I know this is hard for you both, but in the end it will all be well worth it. Do you think you can fulfill your destinies?" Dominic and Bethany both nodded. He smiled again.
"Good. Protector, I know what has been laid before you. Do not worry. When you arrive home tonight, he will not remember what he has asked you. Keep true to your wielder and he will not harm you. The witchblade will not let him."
Bethany smiled at hearing this. Dominic was greatly relieved.
"Now, both of you return to class. Your education is important. And you are no longer allowed to miss classes in this manner. Go." He told them. They jumped down to the ground from the roof. They looked back up, but the man was gone. The two of them ran back to class, feeling much better.
Coming Attractions:
An Affair to Remember
-March 22, 2011-
Bethany went to class that morning. As she took off her jacket to put it onto her hook, the kids all stared at her arms. Bethany glared back at all of them and it shut them up for the first part of class.
The kids in Bethany's class surrounded her during recess. She sat calmly on the bench as they asked her questions.
"What are those silver things on your wrist?"
"How did you get them?"
"Why do you have them?" They asked her. Bethany got annoyed and got up to leave.
"I know whys he has them!" One boy screamed out. "She's a freak!"
Bethany turned around and looked at him. "What did you say?" She asked coldly.
"You heard me. You're a freak!" He said as he smirked. A couple of kids behind him started nodding.
"Yeah, he's right. Freak!"
"Freak!" The boys kept calling her. One of them threw the baseball he was holding at her unguarded back. She felt the eye on her chest blink as silver armor sprung from the marking on her chest, making a shield across her back. The ball bounced off harmlessly.
The kids around her all gasped and ran away in fear. Bethany was scared to death, even as the armor disappeared back into her marking. The eye closed again.
"Freak!" She heard them cry out as they fled. Bethany ran to the edge of the school and scaled the wall. She remained on the roof for the rest of recess and did not return to class.
Dominic saw her jump onto the roof. He approached her slowly, not sure of what to do. She smiled when she saw him and fingered the necklace around her neck.
"Hi Dom." She said sadly.
"Hi Beth." He looked down on the ground and then growled out of frustration. "I won't do it."
She looked at him confused. "Won't do what?"
"He wants me to kill you, but I don't want to." He said as he drew out his sword. He threw it down at her feet. "You're my friend. I refuse to kill you."
He sat down at the edge of the roof, pulling his legs against his chest. Bethany felt her eye of the blade heat up. She saw flashes of Irons whipping Dominic. She felt tears in her eyes.
"He's going to hurt you." She said softly as she sat down next to him. "I'm sorry, Dominic. I wish he wouldn't."
"So do I." He said sadly. He looked at her and smiled wistfully. "Congratulations on passing the perriculum." He said as he motioned to the silver on her wrists. Then he lifted his wrists up to show her the markings on him. They were the same as hers, except his had no silver in them.
She nodded. "Just like me. Different. A f-" He cut her off.
"You're not a freak, Bethany. You are a wielder." He told her.
"Tell them that." She said coldly. "Why did this happen to us?"
Dominic didn't answer. She felt the eye heat up again and she felt the need to turn around. She turned her head and saw an old man staring at her. Dominic turned his head around as well and they stared at him.
"You are both of the bloodlines of the witchblade. You are the only ones strong enough for this destiny." He told them.
Dominic was about to get up to attack. He figured this man was sent by irons. Bethany held his shoulder down and continued to stare at the man. He was short, old, and his hair looked like he bleached it blonde.
"How do you know about the witchblade?" Bethany asked him. He smiled at her.
"I know a lot of things, little wielder." He moved closer to them. "Wielder, protector, listen well: You are the youngest to begin this journey. Your full potential use and strength will not come till you are adults, but you must start using your gifts now.
I will not be easy, but you must keep true to the path of righteousness. Many will taunt you and test you, but you must not harm them. People fear what they do not understand, and they will never understand that you are different to protect their lives.
I know this is hard for you both, but in the end it will all be well worth it. Do you think you can fulfill your destinies?" Dominic and Bethany both nodded. He smiled again.
"Good. Protector, I know what has been laid before you. Do not worry. When you arrive home tonight, he will not remember what he has asked you. Keep true to your wielder and he will not harm you. The witchblade will not let him."
Bethany smiled at hearing this. Dominic was greatly relieved.
"Now, both of you return to class. Your education is important. And you are no longer allowed to miss classes in this manner. Go." He told them. They jumped down to the ground from the roof. They looked back up, but the man was gone. The two of them ran back to class, feeling much better.
Coming Attractions:
An Affair to Remember