Numb
Parte ?
By: IQ
After the 'mysterious dude episode,' as I had begun referring to it, I was freaked out. Well duh! Who wouldn't be? Huh? Any volunteers? ...Didn't think so.
Still I got up and went to school the next day and the day after that, so on and so forth, like a good little girl. I never told anyone about the m.d.e., but there was a definite change in my behavior. I was jumpier, for one. I started hanging out with Raven more, mainly because she was the only one paying any attention to me. (God, that sounds whiny and childish.)
I ate lunch with her clique, who turned out to be a lot of the people from the coven, and got to know a little bit more about them. Morgan had stopped being so cold to me, but still wasn't exactly my best friend. Like she ever would be, that's a laugh.
Soon it was time for the weekly circle. I went because I said I would, but that wasn't really it. I'd broken promises before that. Something in me wouldn't let me not go. So I went. I dressed simply in black jeans and an old t-shirt from my favorite Jrock group. It was solid and covered up my tattoos. I had decided a few days ago that I was going to get them removed. It didn't seem right to keep them, now knowing what they meant. Most of them, at least.
Anyway, Raven drove me again and everything went fine. I didn't even pass out! Afterwards, Hunter asked me why I hadn't. I ended up telling him about my anemia, but made him swear not to tell anyone. He agreed, thank god.
Everything seemed to be going fine until one night. I went to be around ten o' clock and was sleeping fine. Then I went into REM sleep and things took a turn for the worse. I was in my dreamland. It was dark out. The grass was moist under my touch, and there was not a sound to be heard for miles, except the wind.
My dress flapped around my legs and hair flung in my eyes. Annoyed, I pushed it back. I always hated leaving it down. Staying still, I was forced to listen to the wind. It whispered in my ear secrets untold, speaking tales of fear and woe.
"Kalia..." I heard. Whipping around, I looked for the speaker but no one was there.
"Witch." The word was spat out venomously.
"I'm not..." I muttered weakly but the words were lost in the wind.
"Witch!..."
"No," I said loudly. Then around me I could hear voices, more of them, yelling, taunting, condemning. "Burn the witch! Burn the witch!" The chant became an ever-constant background noise. "Hag! Not so tough now, are ya?!"
"Them witches...They eat children, ya know."
"Heh heh heh..." A picture of a boy tossing a rotten egg flashed in my head.
"No!!!" I screamed, shaking my head back and forth wildly. "No!" I took off running deeper into the woods, running from the voices and images in my head. The ground was slippery and I had a hard time running in that stupid dress. I could see firelight ahead of me, so changing direction, I ran towards it.
There was some sort of slippery puddle just before the clearing, and I slid and fell forwards, my upper body landing inside the clearing. Cautiously, I raised up on my elbows in case I was injured. I wasn't, so I sat up and began to wipe off my wet hands. In the firelight I could see red stainds come away on my blue dress and raised my hands to see them clearly. There were covered in blood!
It was all over my feet too and on my legs and the bottom of my dress. "Eww..." I said out loud. The grass was covered in it, but instead of dying, it ws thriving. The trees were dead though. What was up with that?
I looked up then after tryint to get the blood off to no avail. The fire was burning brightly and a lone figure crouched by it, hidden in the shadows. I recognized the outline immediately. It was the m.d.! I quickly jumped up and barked out, "Who are you? How did you get here?"
"The messenger is not important." The voice was rich and warm with a slight accent to it that I couldn't place. I ground my teeth in irritation. "What did you do to my place?"
"Showed you."
"What, exactly?" Me equals irritated big-time.
"What it may be like. Your life, I mean. And what it has been."
"Those images, they were from the past?" I asked, curious despite the invasion.
"Oh yes, from the Burning Times. That was an ancestor of yours," he said.
"Poor girl." For in my heart of hearts I know it had been a girl, even younger than me.
"Yes, many died then, most of them not even witches. Just eccentrics, mostly."
"Why are you here?" I asked abruptly.
"I am to teach you," he answered coolly.
"Cut the crap. Teach me what?" I snapped. This guy was really pissing me off.
"Everything I know." The man stood up and inexorably I was drawn to him. I took a step closer and looked straight into deep brown eyes------
BEEP BEEP BEEP
The alarm went off and I flailed in bed, tangled in the covers.
THUD
I opened my eyes to stare at the ceiling. My leg was still on the mattress, but the rest of me lay on the hardwood floor on my back. Oi. Time to get up for school.
AN: MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Plot advancement! Mwahahaha! Please, review. Just for me? ::puppy dog eyes:: I know I haven't updated for a long time, but....PLEASE?!?!
Parte ?
By: IQ
After the 'mysterious dude episode,' as I had begun referring to it, I was freaked out. Well duh! Who wouldn't be? Huh? Any volunteers? ...Didn't think so.
Still I got up and went to school the next day and the day after that, so on and so forth, like a good little girl. I never told anyone about the m.d.e., but there was a definite change in my behavior. I was jumpier, for one. I started hanging out with Raven more, mainly because she was the only one paying any attention to me. (God, that sounds whiny and childish.)
I ate lunch with her clique, who turned out to be a lot of the people from the coven, and got to know a little bit more about them. Morgan had stopped being so cold to me, but still wasn't exactly my best friend. Like she ever would be, that's a laugh.
Soon it was time for the weekly circle. I went because I said I would, but that wasn't really it. I'd broken promises before that. Something in me wouldn't let me not go. So I went. I dressed simply in black jeans and an old t-shirt from my favorite Jrock group. It was solid and covered up my tattoos. I had decided a few days ago that I was going to get them removed. It didn't seem right to keep them, now knowing what they meant. Most of them, at least.
Anyway, Raven drove me again and everything went fine. I didn't even pass out! Afterwards, Hunter asked me why I hadn't. I ended up telling him about my anemia, but made him swear not to tell anyone. He agreed, thank god.
Everything seemed to be going fine until one night. I went to be around ten o' clock and was sleeping fine. Then I went into REM sleep and things took a turn for the worse. I was in my dreamland. It was dark out. The grass was moist under my touch, and there was not a sound to be heard for miles, except the wind.
My dress flapped around my legs and hair flung in my eyes. Annoyed, I pushed it back. I always hated leaving it down. Staying still, I was forced to listen to the wind. It whispered in my ear secrets untold, speaking tales of fear and woe.
"Kalia..." I heard. Whipping around, I looked for the speaker but no one was there.
"Witch." The word was spat out venomously.
"I'm not..." I muttered weakly but the words were lost in the wind.
"Witch!..."
"No," I said loudly. Then around me I could hear voices, more of them, yelling, taunting, condemning. "Burn the witch! Burn the witch!" The chant became an ever-constant background noise. "Hag! Not so tough now, are ya?!"
"Them witches...They eat children, ya know."
"Heh heh heh..." A picture of a boy tossing a rotten egg flashed in my head.
"No!!!" I screamed, shaking my head back and forth wildly. "No!" I took off running deeper into the woods, running from the voices and images in my head. The ground was slippery and I had a hard time running in that stupid dress. I could see firelight ahead of me, so changing direction, I ran towards it.
There was some sort of slippery puddle just before the clearing, and I slid and fell forwards, my upper body landing inside the clearing. Cautiously, I raised up on my elbows in case I was injured. I wasn't, so I sat up and began to wipe off my wet hands. In the firelight I could see red stainds come away on my blue dress and raised my hands to see them clearly. There were covered in blood!
It was all over my feet too and on my legs and the bottom of my dress. "Eww..." I said out loud. The grass was covered in it, but instead of dying, it ws thriving. The trees were dead though. What was up with that?
I looked up then after tryint to get the blood off to no avail. The fire was burning brightly and a lone figure crouched by it, hidden in the shadows. I recognized the outline immediately. It was the m.d.! I quickly jumped up and barked out, "Who are you? How did you get here?"
"The messenger is not important." The voice was rich and warm with a slight accent to it that I couldn't place. I ground my teeth in irritation. "What did you do to my place?"
"Showed you."
"What, exactly?" Me equals irritated big-time.
"What it may be like. Your life, I mean. And what it has been."
"Those images, they were from the past?" I asked, curious despite the invasion.
"Oh yes, from the Burning Times. That was an ancestor of yours," he said.
"Poor girl." For in my heart of hearts I know it had been a girl, even younger than me.
"Yes, many died then, most of them not even witches. Just eccentrics, mostly."
"Why are you here?" I asked abruptly.
"I am to teach you," he answered coolly.
"Cut the crap. Teach me what?" I snapped. This guy was really pissing me off.
"Everything I know." The man stood up and inexorably I was drawn to him. I took a step closer and looked straight into deep brown eyes------
BEEP BEEP BEEP
The alarm went off and I flailed in bed, tangled in the covers.
THUD
I opened my eyes to stare at the ceiling. My leg was still on the mattress, but the rest of me lay on the hardwood floor on my back. Oi. Time to get up for school.
AN: MWAHAHAHAHAHA! Plot advancement! Mwahahaha! Please, review. Just for me? ::puppy dog eyes:: I know I haven't updated for a long time, but....PLEASE?!?!