Chapter 4
Me: Hey pples! Here's some Kudos to start us off!
Dark Sephiroth- Me: Well, really, it's the eyes that give it away. Like I said in the chapter, Faustus and Sylva both have silver eyes. I don't know why. I'll ask.
Sirenia: Because she's a filthy half-breed.
Me: SIRENIA! Language!
AquaSword- Me: Who saw that coming? Nobody!
Jackie Almasy- Me:^.^ You like? Good!
When Kain had raised him and his brothers, the only time a hand had connected with his cheek was when he was slapped. It had hurt terribly. Now Sylva saw that Zephon was afraid, she drew her hand away. She put his hand over hers and gently put it up to his cheek again. Zephon understood that he was in control if need be. He closed his eyes tightly, remembering how much it had hurt. A hand touched his face gently. He sharply drew an unneeded breath, mainly to calm himself. His eyes opened slowly hoping that she wasn't going to draw her hand back and slap him. He felt her curled up against his chest; purring and vibrating all the time she was doing it. It calmed him greatly. From the position he was in, Zephon could not imagine they were being watched. From the shadows, two indigo eyes watched them. 'Sylvanon, you may have stopped me this time, but inevitably I will kill Zephon' Then the eyes disappeared. Sylva thought as she watched the eyes fade into the shadows, 'I know you'll be back, Narnia. You will get to Zephon, over my dead body.' She felt lips on her cheek, turned and kissed HER Zephon on the lips.
A grumbling came from somewhere. Zephon looked sheepish as he moved away from her and towards the slave. Sylva closed her eyes and muttered a spell. A backpack appeared in front of her. She dug through the load of stuff in it and a few things flew. Tic-tacs, a bazooka, her super soaker water gun that she'd lost five years ago, books, pencils, a game boy advance and a pokeball or two. She finally found what she was looking for. Pixy stix. Pure sugar and the worst things to get high on. She ate a couple and put the rest back in the bag after shoving her other stuff back in. Sylva looked away while the Clan Lord fed. She wasn't really for sucking someone's blood. A cry went up around the cathedral that Sarafan were coming. Zephon ran to help. Sylva followed him. Zephon yelled at her.
"Don't follow me Sylva!" She grinned and kept running, while he stopped and grabbed her around the shoulders. "Sylva you can't do anything to help! Go back to my chambers!" Sylva answered by sending a ripple of energy through herself, releasing all her secrets. Two wings popped out of her back. She opened her mouth and Zephon gasped as he saw a pair of sharp, glinting fangs. "Zephon, I might not be able to help, but I'm still gonna try!"
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Me: So, what do ya think? Ooooh, Sylva and Zeph get separated next chapter! Talk about ruining the moment though! *glares at Zeph's stomach*
Me: Hey pples! Here's some Kudos to start us off!
Dark Sephiroth- Me: Well, really, it's the eyes that give it away. Like I said in the chapter, Faustus and Sylva both have silver eyes. I don't know why. I'll ask.
Sirenia: Because she's a filthy half-breed.
Me: SIRENIA! Language!
AquaSword- Me: Who saw that coming? Nobody!
Jackie Almasy- Me:^.^ You like? Good!
When Kain had raised him and his brothers, the only time a hand had connected with his cheek was when he was slapped. It had hurt terribly. Now Sylva saw that Zephon was afraid, she drew her hand away. She put his hand over hers and gently put it up to his cheek again. Zephon understood that he was in control if need be. He closed his eyes tightly, remembering how much it had hurt. A hand touched his face gently. He sharply drew an unneeded breath, mainly to calm himself. His eyes opened slowly hoping that she wasn't going to draw her hand back and slap him. He felt her curled up against his chest; purring and vibrating all the time she was doing it. It calmed him greatly. From the position he was in, Zephon could not imagine they were being watched. From the shadows, two indigo eyes watched them. 'Sylvanon, you may have stopped me this time, but inevitably I will kill Zephon' Then the eyes disappeared. Sylva thought as she watched the eyes fade into the shadows, 'I know you'll be back, Narnia. You will get to Zephon, over my dead body.' She felt lips on her cheek, turned and kissed HER Zephon on the lips.
A grumbling came from somewhere. Zephon looked sheepish as he moved away from her and towards the slave. Sylva closed her eyes and muttered a spell. A backpack appeared in front of her. She dug through the load of stuff in it and a few things flew. Tic-tacs, a bazooka, her super soaker water gun that she'd lost five years ago, books, pencils, a game boy advance and a pokeball or two. She finally found what she was looking for. Pixy stix. Pure sugar and the worst things to get high on. She ate a couple and put the rest back in the bag after shoving her other stuff back in. Sylva looked away while the Clan Lord fed. She wasn't really for sucking someone's blood. A cry went up around the cathedral that Sarafan were coming. Zephon ran to help. Sylva followed him. Zephon yelled at her.
"Don't follow me Sylva!" She grinned and kept running, while he stopped and grabbed her around the shoulders. "Sylva you can't do anything to help! Go back to my chambers!" Sylva answered by sending a ripple of energy through herself, releasing all her secrets. Two wings popped out of her back. She opened her mouth and Zephon gasped as he saw a pair of sharp, glinting fangs. "Zephon, I might not be able to help, but I'm still gonna try!"
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Me: So, what do ya think? Ooooh, Sylva and Zeph get separated next chapter! Talk about ruining the moment though! *glares at Zeph's stomach*