A.N.: Tada! I'm back, sorry for the delay. I've moved and lost my internet-
connection up till now. So yeah, I saw a view new reviews and I bought the
DareDevil soundtrack along with Coldplay's new cd, all inspired me to
continue this story. So here it is you hungry puppies! O yeah and since you
asked (or rather begged) for me to not kill off Emma... I feel your pain my
friends but you'll have to see. I'm not making promises, I'm just gonna go
where my (twisted) mind takes me.
Chapter 5:
Jesse felt like an arrow shot him through his heart. This couldn't be happening. This isn't real. She's fine, Emma is fine. But deep down he knew the truth. He had been seeing the changes in her. This was terrible. Poor Emma... and Shalimar. She wouldn't be able to cope with this kinda of loss again. She'd been through it before and barely came out of it alive. He needed to look after his dear friend, like a good brother would.
After hugs and loving words were said, Shalimar mumbled she had to go again. She had to be on her own, like she was for so many years. She had to wash away her worries, drown the returning fears. She went to the fridge, grabbed the fullest bottle in sight and planned to go outside. To stare at the stars and the calming water. Listening to the silence that formed a blanket of peace for her. But first she had to make a stop in her room to get one thing. She hid it in her drawer since.... the last bad thing had happened to her. She got it and turned around, only to find Jesse in her doorway.
"Shalimar..."
"Jesse, I need to be alone."
"Not with that thing you don't."
"Jesse, I need to be alone." She repeated, stronger, with more force this time.
"Shal, remember I've seen you like this before and I made a promise then. I promised you I wouldn't let it happen to you, ever... And I keep my promises. Now give me the knife."
"Why can't you just leave me ALONE?!" She practically growled the last word.
"Just give me the knife." "NO!" "Shalimar give it! You're gonna hurt yourself!" Jesse was now approaching her and reaching for her wrists.
"Jesse leave me alone!!!!" She tried her best to fight him off but it was useless. He grabbed her wrist, then her knife and threw it on the bed. Then he roughly grabbed her by her arms, forcing her to look at him. He was crying.
"Shalimar, please. I can't stand to see you like this. You two will work things out. Just don't do anything stupid.... not again." Shalimar broke down into tears as she remembered what happened in the past. It felt like her legs were swept from under her and she fell to the ground, Jesse still holding on to her. They both were kneeled on the floor. Shalimar dropped the bottle and Jesse hugged her as if he'd never let go.
"I love you Shal. I love you too much to see you in pain. I'll protect you and I'll always be here for you. Always, you here me?" He held her even closer. They cried each other to sleep.
*The next morning*
Shalimar woke up in her bed. Jesse must have woken up and tucked her in. Everything was such a blur and she prayed yesterday was just a bad dream. When Emma entered her room she knew it wasn't. She jumped up and hugged her. Emma was overwhelmed by the utter love her feral had for her.
"Shal... are you okay? Jesse told me you..."
"I'm fine." Shal cut her off. "Well not fine, obviously, but... I dunno." She sighed with frustration. Why? Why was her perfect world wrecked?
Emma could easily feel the internal battle Shalimar was fighting. She cupped Shal's face and stared her in the eyes. "Hey, listen, I'm not gone yet okay, so lets not think about that for awhile. I just want us to be together." When she saw no change in her lover she tried to calm her. "Adam says that there's a chance he'll find a cure..."
A spark of hope ignited in beautiful hazel eyes. "He will find something Shal, I know he will." Emma pulled closer and kissed Shal. Suddenly the blonde broke away.
"Shal? What's wrong honey?" "I might have found a cure..." "What? What are you talking about?" "Wait here, I need to see Adam." And Shal ran off to the lab, leaving Emma clue-less.
"ADAM! ADAM!" Shalimar barged into the lab. Fearing the worst Adam immediately dropped his work and turned around. "What is it Shalimar?" "I might have found a cure for Emma's disease..." After explaining what she had in mind she wanted to get to it as fast as she could, but she was stopped by Adam.
"I hope you realize just how dangerous this is. You know you're no longer welcome there." "I have to try, if I don't I might lose the one bright thing in my life."
She walked out of the lab, holding a steady pace. She got her jacket and her helmet. She would be faster by motorcycle than by car and this couldn't wait. She jumped on her bike and sped off to what might be Emma's only savior. She wanted Emma to live, even it meant she had to die...
15 minutes later she pulled over at an old building. A sprayed said 'Dark Rebel Palace'. She walked to the door and tried to pull it open. It was locked. She tried to kick it down but to no avail. "Figures... CRES! CRES! I need to talk to you, let me in!"
***Inside***
"Cres, the feral's at our frontdoor." A guy with bleached hair announced. "I know. Tell the moleculars to let her in." "Are you sure?"
"Are you questioning me Race?"
"No it's just..." "Do it." The girl said in a calm but strong tone.
***Outside***
Shalimar was screaming things in the air and at the security cam that hung above the door. "DAMN IT CRESCENDO LET ME IN!!!"
Finally two moleculars phased through the door, grabbed Shalimar and phased her in. Inside Shalimar yanked out of their grip. "Where is she?!" "Come with us." "I'll find her myself!" Race approached holding up a fire ball. "I think it's in everybody's interest if you come along quietly." Shalimar stared at the ball and finally agreed. "Fine."
Race walked up front, Shalimar in the middle and the two nameless moleculars behind her. They stopped in front of a door which Race opened. He let her enter and signaled the others to go back to their posts.
"Shalimar..." "Crescendo..." "To what do I owe the honor?" "It's about Emma. She dying." "She's dying?" Cres paused, touching her chin lightly and then continued in an emotionless tone "How pathetic." Shalimar prepared to jump on her, forgetting about Cres' telekinetic powers, which held her back. "Shalimar, Shalimar... Did I piss you off?"
"Stop it you heartless bitch!" Shal barked, flashing her eyes. Cres held her hands up in mock mercy. "Please, oh great Shalimar... please don't hurt me." Then bursted out in a fit of laughter. Shal growled in response. "Oh come on. Don't you have a sense of humor anymore?" Receiving no answer Cres turned to Race. "Would you mind leaving us alone?" "But Cres she's..." "You know what Race, I'm sick of you doubting my decisions. If she wants to kill me, fine. If she doesn't, even better. Now go!" "Fine. But I'll be right outside." "Just because I'm short doesn't mean I can't look after my own ass." Race walked out of the room.
"Alone at last." Cres released Shalimar from her telekinetic grip. As soon as Shal felt she could move on her own she grabbed Cres by her throat and forced her to look at her. "I'm not here to play games Cres. Emma is sick and I KNOW you can cure her." "My god, the hostility! Why should I help you anyway?!" "You owe us that!" "OWE YOU?! That's a good one!" Cres broke out of Shal's grip. "I don't owe you shit!" Shal became furious and hit Cres in the face. Cres pressed the back of her index-finger to her bleeding nose and looked at her attacker.
"You killed my love, why should I help you save yours?"
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Yeah okay, so you're confused right now... Thing is, I'm writing two stories and decided this one could mingle with one of my others so here it is. Btw, I went to the MX site today and saw the September wallpaper.. Then it hit me, Emma's really gone. God, it's so sad. We'll always keep you in our hearts Em!
Chapter 5:
Jesse felt like an arrow shot him through his heart. This couldn't be happening. This isn't real. She's fine, Emma is fine. But deep down he knew the truth. He had been seeing the changes in her. This was terrible. Poor Emma... and Shalimar. She wouldn't be able to cope with this kinda of loss again. She'd been through it before and barely came out of it alive. He needed to look after his dear friend, like a good brother would.
After hugs and loving words were said, Shalimar mumbled she had to go again. She had to be on her own, like she was for so many years. She had to wash away her worries, drown the returning fears. She went to the fridge, grabbed the fullest bottle in sight and planned to go outside. To stare at the stars and the calming water. Listening to the silence that formed a blanket of peace for her. But first she had to make a stop in her room to get one thing. She hid it in her drawer since.... the last bad thing had happened to her. She got it and turned around, only to find Jesse in her doorway.
"Shalimar..."
"Jesse, I need to be alone."
"Not with that thing you don't."
"Jesse, I need to be alone." She repeated, stronger, with more force this time.
"Shal, remember I've seen you like this before and I made a promise then. I promised you I wouldn't let it happen to you, ever... And I keep my promises. Now give me the knife."
"Why can't you just leave me ALONE?!" She practically growled the last word.
"Just give me the knife." "NO!" "Shalimar give it! You're gonna hurt yourself!" Jesse was now approaching her and reaching for her wrists.
"Jesse leave me alone!!!!" She tried her best to fight him off but it was useless. He grabbed her wrist, then her knife and threw it on the bed. Then he roughly grabbed her by her arms, forcing her to look at him. He was crying.
"Shalimar, please. I can't stand to see you like this. You two will work things out. Just don't do anything stupid.... not again." Shalimar broke down into tears as she remembered what happened in the past. It felt like her legs were swept from under her and she fell to the ground, Jesse still holding on to her. They both were kneeled on the floor. Shalimar dropped the bottle and Jesse hugged her as if he'd never let go.
"I love you Shal. I love you too much to see you in pain. I'll protect you and I'll always be here for you. Always, you here me?" He held her even closer. They cried each other to sleep.
*The next morning*
Shalimar woke up in her bed. Jesse must have woken up and tucked her in. Everything was such a blur and she prayed yesterday was just a bad dream. When Emma entered her room she knew it wasn't. She jumped up and hugged her. Emma was overwhelmed by the utter love her feral had for her.
"Shal... are you okay? Jesse told me you..."
"I'm fine." Shal cut her off. "Well not fine, obviously, but... I dunno." She sighed with frustration. Why? Why was her perfect world wrecked?
Emma could easily feel the internal battle Shalimar was fighting. She cupped Shal's face and stared her in the eyes. "Hey, listen, I'm not gone yet okay, so lets not think about that for awhile. I just want us to be together." When she saw no change in her lover she tried to calm her. "Adam says that there's a chance he'll find a cure..."
A spark of hope ignited in beautiful hazel eyes. "He will find something Shal, I know he will." Emma pulled closer and kissed Shal. Suddenly the blonde broke away.
"Shal? What's wrong honey?" "I might have found a cure..." "What? What are you talking about?" "Wait here, I need to see Adam." And Shal ran off to the lab, leaving Emma clue-less.
"ADAM! ADAM!" Shalimar barged into the lab. Fearing the worst Adam immediately dropped his work and turned around. "What is it Shalimar?" "I might have found a cure for Emma's disease..." After explaining what she had in mind she wanted to get to it as fast as she could, but she was stopped by Adam.
"I hope you realize just how dangerous this is. You know you're no longer welcome there." "I have to try, if I don't I might lose the one bright thing in my life."
She walked out of the lab, holding a steady pace. She got her jacket and her helmet. She would be faster by motorcycle than by car and this couldn't wait. She jumped on her bike and sped off to what might be Emma's only savior. She wanted Emma to live, even it meant she had to die...
15 minutes later she pulled over at an old building. A sprayed said 'Dark Rebel Palace'. She walked to the door and tried to pull it open. It was locked. She tried to kick it down but to no avail. "Figures... CRES! CRES! I need to talk to you, let me in!"
***Inside***
"Cres, the feral's at our frontdoor." A guy with bleached hair announced. "I know. Tell the moleculars to let her in." "Are you sure?"
"Are you questioning me Race?"
"No it's just..." "Do it." The girl said in a calm but strong tone.
***Outside***
Shalimar was screaming things in the air and at the security cam that hung above the door. "DAMN IT CRESCENDO LET ME IN!!!"
Finally two moleculars phased through the door, grabbed Shalimar and phased her in. Inside Shalimar yanked out of their grip. "Where is she?!" "Come with us." "I'll find her myself!" Race approached holding up a fire ball. "I think it's in everybody's interest if you come along quietly." Shalimar stared at the ball and finally agreed. "Fine."
Race walked up front, Shalimar in the middle and the two nameless moleculars behind her. They stopped in front of a door which Race opened. He let her enter and signaled the others to go back to their posts.
"Shalimar..." "Crescendo..." "To what do I owe the honor?" "It's about Emma. She dying." "She's dying?" Cres paused, touching her chin lightly and then continued in an emotionless tone "How pathetic." Shalimar prepared to jump on her, forgetting about Cres' telekinetic powers, which held her back. "Shalimar, Shalimar... Did I piss you off?"
"Stop it you heartless bitch!" Shal barked, flashing her eyes. Cres held her hands up in mock mercy. "Please, oh great Shalimar... please don't hurt me." Then bursted out in a fit of laughter. Shal growled in response. "Oh come on. Don't you have a sense of humor anymore?" Receiving no answer Cres turned to Race. "Would you mind leaving us alone?" "But Cres she's..." "You know what Race, I'm sick of you doubting my decisions. If she wants to kill me, fine. If she doesn't, even better. Now go!" "Fine. But I'll be right outside." "Just because I'm short doesn't mean I can't look after my own ass." Race walked out of the room.
"Alone at last." Cres released Shalimar from her telekinetic grip. As soon as Shal felt she could move on her own she grabbed Cres by her throat and forced her to look at her. "I'm not here to play games Cres. Emma is sick and I KNOW you can cure her." "My god, the hostility! Why should I help you anyway?!" "You owe us that!" "OWE YOU?! That's a good one!" Cres broke out of Shal's grip. "I don't owe you shit!" Shal became furious and hit Cres in the face. Cres pressed the back of her index-finger to her bleeding nose and looked at her attacker.
"You killed my love, why should I help you save yours?"
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Yeah okay, so you're confused right now... Thing is, I'm writing two stories and decided this one could mingle with one of my others so here it is. Btw, I went to the MX site today and saw the September wallpaper.. Then it hit me, Emma's really gone. God, it's so sad. We'll always keep you in our hearts Em!