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Chapter 7
It had been a couple of hours since they had dealt with Darien, to his great satisfaction Ally had just turned around and marched back into the house, slamming the door behind her. Finally that boy was being brought down to earth, it was about time too. He had left Ally to go upstairs alone, he might be an idiot sometimes but even he could see she needed some quiet and solitude right now, time to work out what she was going to do to him hopefully. To be quite frank it had seriously annoyed him to watch her being so submissive to that jerk. He had been around through several ages, several eras, it was not easy to see the old prejudices still lingered.
With a great sigh he settled himself down on the sofa again, much as he hated to do it, he would have to start working out what he could do to stimulate her powers, try to bring them out, whilst not bringing them to the publics notice. It was a unique situation for him; he'd never had a mission quite like this one before obviously. He had met the other wild powers, although only briefly and he did know how it worked though. She had to be bleeding somehow and be so upset, angry or just so determined that the power would simply manifest itself and help her.
Images of the searing blue fire entered his mind and he smiled, almost being able to picture her using it. 'What! The shoes are 75 pounds!!! That's not possible, I only have 55!!' Boom goes Ravel. Infinitely amused he spent several minutes thinking of other scenarios, then it came to him what the most likely one would be. 'LUCIFER, you wretched dog! You just RUINED my date!!!' Boom goes dog, ouch. He might be powerful, but his power was nothing compared to what the wild powers could wield, they were the only thing on the food chain that were higher than him. He'd be lying if he said that didn't bother him, worry him.
Making her bleed was easy enough, he could just scratch her any time, but it would be a hell of a job trying to get her worked up in safe surroundings without the target being him, something told him it would be damn near impossible. Looks like he was just going to have to hang around, look out for her, and try to keep her out of trouble and out of the lime light. That was going to be a little difficult when school started back; luckily he had another 3 weeks or so till then to sort things out though. With any luck, all this mess would be done and dusted well before then. She could be sitting in a nice, safe, Circle daybreak compound with lots of little witches to worship her, and he'd be sitting at home, happily munching away on as much chocolate as he could get his hands on.
Sick and tired of being in his cramped, smelly dog form he shifted into his human form and slowly stretched himself out on the sofa. Ally's father was out for the whole weekend and he doubted she'd be down for hours. Annoyingly his feet hung over the end of the sofa, growling is frustration he manoeuvred himself to a more comfortable position. After all this time, the stupid furniture manufacturers still hadn't pegged onto the fact that not everyone was under a metre and a half tall, especially not him. Gradually exhaustion set in and he slid into a deep dreamless sleep, senses shutting down, leaving him oblivious to everything.
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Ally rolled over to her side, snuggling deeper beneath her duvet. It was a habit she'd had from when she was very little, when she was bothered by something, thinking about something, she would crawl into bed, fully clothed at times, and put on some music, doing nothing but think. There was something comforting about the comfortable, cosy warmth you got when lying in bed. Sighing deeply she thought again of the afternoon she'd had.
Just a few days ago everything had been fine, then suddenly everything had started to go pear shaped and she didn't have a clue what had happened or what she'd done to deserve it. One thing she did know was that she didn't like it, she did not like it at all, and she was going to figure out what was going on if it killed her. Hearing her stomach grumble exceedingly loudly she giggled a little and threw the covers back, reluctantly swinging her legs over the side of the bed and easing herself out.
With her dad away for the weekend she would have to do all the cooking, cleaning, and looking after Lucifer all by herself, well, it should be an experience. Slowly walking down the stairs she realised how sluggish she'd gotten lying in bed so long and rubbed her eyes slightly trying to wake herself up as she wandered through the lounge into the kitchen. When she crashed into the sofa she groaned and hopped around a little rubbing her shin. Next time, she reminded herself, try not to shut eyes when crossing cluttered areas, and is not good for your health. When she's calmed herself down she looked up and was about to carry on her way through to the kitchen when she froze.
Shaking her head slightly she rubbed her eyes again. Christ! She must've been more tired than she though, now she hallucinating too. It was definitely wishful thinking to see a big, very good looking sleeping teenager sprawled out on her sofa; laughing to herself she decided she and her best friend Ivy were going to kill themselves laughing over this one. Opening her eyes again she was very confused when she saw the boy was still there. She supposed she should say man really, he looked about nineteen or twenty. Carefully edging her way around the sofa she punched the boy hard on the shoulder. Frowning she realised she'd rather aggressive, oh well; she had a lot of pent up anger to get rid of. Her eyes slowly widened when she realised that not only had her fist most definitely made contact, and now hurt rather badly, but she boy was waking up.
A few seconds later she herself looking into a pair of rather peeved eyes. Staggering back a few steps she blinked in shock, her mouth wordlessly opening and closing. She'd seen those eyes before, both in real life and in her dreams, the last time she'd seen them though they'd been securely placed in Lucifer's face. Unable to comprehend what was going, everything weighing down on her everything confusing she felt herself beginning to panic and starting to get very scared. Stumbling back another step she found black dots suddenly swim in her vision and then everything went black.
Chapter 7
It had been a couple of hours since they had dealt with Darien, to his great satisfaction Ally had just turned around and marched back into the house, slamming the door behind her. Finally that boy was being brought down to earth, it was about time too. He had left Ally to go upstairs alone, he might be an idiot sometimes but even he could see she needed some quiet and solitude right now, time to work out what she was going to do to him hopefully. To be quite frank it had seriously annoyed him to watch her being so submissive to that jerk. He had been around through several ages, several eras, it was not easy to see the old prejudices still lingered.
With a great sigh he settled himself down on the sofa again, much as he hated to do it, he would have to start working out what he could do to stimulate her powers, try to bring them out, whilst not bringing them to the publics notice. It was a unique situation for him; he'd never had a mission quite like this one before obviously. He had met the other wild powers, although only briefly and he did know how it worked though. She had to be bleeding somehow and be so upset, angry or just so determined that the power would simply manifest itself and help her.
Images of the searing blue fire entered his mind and he smiled, almost being able to picture her using it. 'What! The shoes are 75 pounds!!! That's not possible, I only have 55!!' Boom goes Ravel. Infinitely amused he spent several minutes thinking of other scenarios, then it came to him what the most likely one would be. 'LUCIFER, you wretched dog! You just RUINED my date!!!' Boom goes dog, ouch. He might be powerful, but his power was nothing compared to what the wild powers could wield, they were the only thing on the food chain that were higher than him. He'd be lying if he said that didn't bother him, worry him.
Making her bleed was easy enough, he could just scratch her any time, but it would be a hell of a job trying to get her worked up in safe surroundings without the target being him, something told him it would be damn near impossible. Looks like he was just going to have to hang around, look out for her, and try to keep her out of trouble and out of the lime light. That was going to be a little difficult when school started back; luckily he had another 3 weeks or so till then to sort things out though. With any luck, all this mess would be done and dusted well before then. She could be sitting in a nice, safe, Circle daybreak compound with lots of little witches to worship her, and he'd be sitting at home, happily munching away on as much chocolate as he could get his hands on.
Sick and tired of being in his cramped, smelly dog form he shifted into his human form and slowly stretched himself out on the sofa. Ally's father was out for the whole weekend and he doubted she'd be down for hours. Annoyingly his feet hung over the end of the sofa, growling is frustration he manoeuvred himself to a more comfortable position. After all this time, the stupid furniture manufacturers still hadn't pegged onto the fact that not everyone was under a metre and a half tall, especially not him. Gradually exhaustion set in and he slid into a deep dreamless sleep, senses shutting down, leaving him oblivious to everything.
~
Ally rolled over to her side, snuggling deeper beneath her duvet. It was a habit she'd had from when she was very little, when she was bothered by something, thinking about something, she would crawl into bed, fully clothed at times, and put on some music, doing nothing but think. There was something comforting about the comfortable, cosy warmth you got when lying in bed. Sighing deeply she thought again of the afternoon she'd had.
Just a few days ago everything had been fine, then suddenly everything had started to go pear shaped and she didn't have a clue what had happened or what she'd done to deserve it. One thing she did know was that she didn't like it, she did not like it at all, and she was going to figure out what was going on if it killed her. Hearing her stomach grumble exceedingly loudly she giggled a little and threw the covers back, reluctantly swinging her legs over the side of the bed and easing herself out.
With her dad away for the weekend she would have to do all the cooking, cleaning, and looking after Lucifer all by herself, well, it should be an experience. Slowly walking down the stairs she realised how sluggish she'd gotten lying in bed so long and rubbed her eyes slightly trying to wake herself up as she wandered through the lounge into the kitchen. When she crashed into the sofa she groaned and hopped around a little rubbing her shin. Next time, she reminded herself, try not to shut eyes when crossing cluttered areas, and is not good for your health. When she's calmed herself down she looked up and was about to carry on her way through to the kitchen when she froze.
Shaking her head slightly she rubbed her eyes again. Christ! She must've been more tired than she though, now she hallucinating too. It was definitely wishful thinking to see a big, very good looking sleeping teenager sprawled out on her sofa; laughing to herself she decided she and her best friend Ivy were going to kill themselves laughing over this one. Opening her eyes again she was very confused when she saw the boy was still there. She supposed she should say man really, he looked about nineteen or twenty. Carefully edging her way around the sofa she punched the boy hard on the shoulder. Frowning she realised she'd rather aggressive, oh well; she had a lot of pent up anger to get rid of. Her eyes slowly widened when she realised that not only had her fist most definitely made contact, and now hurt rather badly, but she boy was waking up.
A few seconds later she herself looking into a pair of rather peeved eyes. Staggering back a few steps she blinked in shock, her mouth wordlessly opening and closing. She'd seen those eyes before, both in real life and in her dreams, the last time she'd seen them though they'd been securely placed in Lucifer's face. Unable to comprehend what was going, everything weighing down on her everything confusing she felt herself beginning to panic and starting to get very scared. Stumbling back another step she found black dots suddenly swim in her vision and then everything went black.
