A/N: K.... *glances around at murderous faces and flinches* I think people are going to kill me... Yep... well some one's review finally got me... and I am like "I do have those couple paragraphs from a while ago don't I?" So... I decided to post it, even if its way to short... sigh. I am sorry people... you have gotten me in a death trap... does it help that I made a music video for you? (Yes it's a HP fan one) ...you can go ahead and check that out... hope you don't kill me... *sees people still going for their clubs* Well, I will just be going then!
Fire, it flickered through the halls of his mind. Burning everything with in its reach. It was coming now, it was coming after him. Already having devoured his trust, his thoughts, it was coming. Coming after his soul.
A dream woke Decerto from his sleep, plaguing his very heart. It had seemed so realistic, the.. He sat up strait and realized just what it meant. Everyone else in the jail was doing something annoyingly normal, except for just one. Seavio was sitting in his usual corner playing with something. This made Decerto start, what was going on? That didn't make any sense, what in the world could the man have? Getting closer he realized just what his dream was trying to warn him of. Desperately though, he tried to cox the man away the danger he had just set up.
"Hey Seavio, um... would you mind talking to me for a little while? Kind of bored really, not much to do it here uh?" he laughed nervously, he had to get Seavio away from the nex necis ipseaum.
"Don't try and distract me, I know what you are doing." The mans eyes never pulled away from what he was doing. "If you want I will wait a moment to set it off, you can try to get under the emunio. Won't do much good though I don't think."
For a moment Decerto was taken back, but added "Why now? Its..."
"I don't really think it matters why now!" The mans voice had risen in tension and volume now, and would no doubt attract the attention of the Horrendus, most likely down purposefully.
Decerto began to be desperate now, he didn't want to die, not now... he wanted to die happy for Pete's sake! This was so annoying.. He knew this wasn't really a logical thought, though he found it rather funny that he wasn't being very emotionally driven.
The Horrendus were there now, yelling at Seavio who now was smirking. He was reaching the final stage of the transformation of the small rock in his hand. Decerto ran for it, and so did some of the prisoners- realizing just what was going on. The blast sounded, and he turned around, the Horrendus were being wiped out by the blue flame and the burning shown onto every very stone. Particle by particle they were being dispersed. Sacrificed to a King long dead. The flame was inches away now, licking, Decerto could stand it no longer.
Another flame burst out in flight. Fighting to get the life it too needed. This one though was a burning yellow and red, a eternal glory that would never end. It was to late to stop it when the too energies clashed into one another. Bring a chain effect that laterally blue the once Humo to pieces.
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Katrina Walker jogged along the harsh path of Woldy's wood. It had been a while since she had been in this forest, and she had decided to try wandering off a bit. Of course like usual it turned out not to be the best idea. Some where along the line the path and skipped over from the main land over to the island of Woldy. Stupid name... why they named it that was she couldn't even guess at, but..
"Oh!" The small burst of surprise came from the liquid drifting across the path in front of her. It was of some kind of thick red substance that had mixed with the dirt. Reaching down she almost placed her finger in the stuff before thinking twice. What in the world was this stuff? Then something caught her eye, something pale was in those bushes. Standing upright she walked over to the wild berry push. Not being able to see any clearer she tried to brush away some of the leafs.
Then with realization her brain clicked exactly what the pale thing was, making her intolerably frightened along with not being able to move. A body was trickling blood onto the worn path, and it was.. It was breathing! With relief her heart fluttered finally being able to beat again. Kneeling down with out a thought she struggled to lift who ever the person was onto their side so she could see their face.
He had raven black hair and looked as if he hadn't a bath in quiet some time. Curiously she glanced at his body features, and toke in the fact that there were thick welts on his back. Which most likely was the cause of most of his blood loss. Getting onto her knees she pulled the man out of the brush the best she could with out hurting him anymore. Tearing off her jacket she put it on top of him, trying to keep him warm while she went and got her brother Jacob (with whom she was staying with).
Quickly as humanly possible she again stood and ran as fast a she could toward her home, where ever it might be. Her best guess was just to try and get there by going back on the path she had come on. Within 10 minutes she arrived at calling for Jacob with all her lung's might.
"What in the world are you screaming about Katrina?"
"There is.." She tried to catch some more breath. "A man..." Another breath, "In the woods, he is hurt!" With that said she tried catching her breath more, and at the same time set to running back from where she came from. Jacob's hand stopped her though. "Go and get the 24 hour kit, is it just along the path?"
"Yes, but... its over across the land bridge onto Woldy's Island." Her breath was still ragged.
"What! That's over a hour away by boat! And... there's a land bridge?"
Katrina couldn't help but role her eye's, "Of course there is a land bridge dummy... I didn't know about it until a little while ago, but... just keep going on the path and you should see where to go..." With that said she hurried into the shed to search for the 24 hour kit.
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Jacob had been shocked at how quickly he came upon the land bridge which he was pretty sure hadn't been there before. Besides that the Woldy Island seemed far too close to main land than was possible, but he passed it off as too the emergency of the situation. It toke him about 5 minutes total to get to the broken man, and to figure that the man had a broken arm as well as, severe whip lashes crossed his back. The bruises that little the body didn't seem to be note worthy at the time though.
Ripping open the once white shirt that was on the most likely 18 or 20 year old. He toke access to what need to be done first. Medical training sure helped at times... The man had lacerations that crossed along the stomach which no doubt was painful... Hoping the man didn't have any head injuries Jacob pulled him up slightly so he could bandage him.
"Jack!" Apparently Katrina had gotten back just in time. "Here I couldn't find the 72 hour, but I think this will do." It was her personal emergency kit. Their father had always been big on that for some reason. Said he had a dream or something, and that they all needed to be prepared. Ever since then they had stocked their house and every where else they could think of.
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The smell of pine trees awoke Decerto, and he desperately did not want to wake up. A pull on his upper body though seemed to tug him even further into presence of mind. 'What in the world,' he kept himself utterly relaxed as soon not warn any one or thing of is consciousness. There were voices speaking and...
nex necis f. [death; usually violent death , murder].
ipse -a -um [self]; 'ego ipse' , [I myself]; [the very, actual]; with numbers, et., [just, exactly]; of action, [by oneself, of one's own accord].
emunio -ire [to fortify , make safe; to build up]; 'paludes', [to clear up].
Fire, it flickered through the halls of his mind. Burning everything with in its reach. It was coming now, it was coming after him. Already having devoured his trust, his thoughts, it was coming. Coming after his soul.
A dream woke Decerto from his sleep, plaguing his very heart. It had seemed so realistic, the.. He sat up strait and realized just what it meant. Everyone else in the jail was doing something annoyingly normal, except for just one. Seavio was sitting in his usual corner playing with something. This made Decerto start, what was going on? That didn't make any sense, what in the world could the man have? Getting closer he realized just what his dream was trying to warn him of. Desperately though, he tried to cox the man away the danger he had just set up.
"Hey Seavio, um... would you mind talking to me for a little while? Kind of bored really, not much to do it here uh?" he laughed nervously, he had to get Seavio away from the nex necis ipseaum.
"Don't try and distract me, I know what you are doing." The mans eyes never pulled away from what he was doing. "If you want I will wait a moment to set it off, you can try to get under the emunio. Won't do much good though I don't think."
For a moment Decerto was taken back, but added "Why now? Its..."
"I don't really think it matters why now!" The mans voice had risen in tension and volume now, and would no doubt attract the attention of the Horrendus, most likely down purposefully.
Decerto began to be desperate now, he didn't want to die, not now... he wanted to die happy for Pete's sake! This was so annoying.. He knew this wasn't really a logical thought, though he found it rather funny that he wasn't being very emotionally driven.
The Horrendus were there now, yelling at Seavio who now was smirking. He was reaching the final stage of the transformation of the small rock in his hand. Decerto ran for it, and so did some of the prisoners- realizing just what was going on. The blast sounded, and he turned around, the Horrendus were being wiped out by the blue flame and the burning shown onto every very stone. Particle by particle they were being dispersed. Sacrificed to a King long dead. The flame was inches away now, licking, Decerto could stand it no longer.
Another flame burst out in flight. Fighting to get the life it too needed. This one though was a burning yellow and red, a eternal glory that would never end. It was to late to stop it when the too energies clashed into one another. Bring a chain effect that laterally blue the once Humo to pieces.
*********
Katrina Walker jogged along the harsh path of Woldy's wood. It had been a while since she had been in this forest, and she had decided to try wandering off a bit. Of course like usual it turned out not to be the best idea. Some where along the line the path and skipped over from the main land over to the island of Woldy. Stupid name... why they named it that was she couldn't even guess at, but..
"Oh!" The small burst of surprise came from the liquid drifting across the path in front of her. It was of some kind of thick red substance that had mixed with the dirt. Reaching down she almost placed her finger in the stuff before thinking twice. What in the world was this stuff? Then something caught her eye, something pale was in those bushes. Standing upright she walked over to the wild berry push. Not being able to see any clearer she tried to brush away some of the leafs.
Then with realization her brain clicked exactly what the pale thing was, making her intolerably frightened along with not being able to move. A body was trickling blood onto the worn path, and it was.. It was breathing! With relief her heart fluttered finally being able to beat again. Kneeling down with out a thought she struggled to lift who ever the person was onto their side so she could see their face.
He had raven black hair and looked as if he hadn't a bath in quiet some time. Curiously she glanced at his body features, and toke in the fact that there were thick welts on his back. Which most likely was the cause of most of his blood loss. Getting onto her knees she pulled the man out of the brush the best she could with out hurting him anymore. Tearing off her jacket she put it on top of him, trying to keep him warm while she went and got her brother Jacob (with whom she was staying with).
Quickly as humanly possible she again stood and ran as fast a she could toward her home, where ever it might be. Her best guess was just to try and get there by going back on the path she had come on. Within 10 minutes she arrived at calling for Jacob with all her lung's might.
"What in the world are you screaming about Katrina?"
"There is.." She tried to catch some more breath. "A man..." Another breath, "In the woods, he is hurt!" With that said she tried catching her breath more, and at the same time set to running back from where she came from. Jacob's hand stopped her though. "Go and get the 24 hour kit, is it just along the path?"
"Yes, but... its over across the land bridge onto Woldy's Island." Her breath was still ragged.
"What! That's over a hour away by boat! And... there's a land bridge?"
Katrina couldn't help but role her eye's, "Of course there is a land bridge dummy... I didn't know about it until a little while ago, but... just keep going on the path and you should see where to go..." With that said she hurried into the shed to search for the 24 hour kit.
**************
Jacob had been shocked at how quickly he came upon the land bridge which he was pretty sure hadn't been there before. Besides that the Woldy Island seemed far too close to main land than was possible, but he passed it off as too the emergency of the situation. It toke him about 5 minutes total to get to the broken man, and to figure that the man had a broken arm as well as, severe whip lashes crossed his back. The bruises that little the body didn't seem to be note worthy at the time though.
Ripping open the once white shirt that was on the most likely 18 or 20 year old. He toke access to what need to be done first. Medical training sure helped at times... The man had lacerations that crossed along the stomach which no doubt was painful... Hoping the man didn't have any head injuries Jacob pulled him up slightly so he could bandage him.
"Jack!" Apparently Katrina had gotten back just in time. "Here I couldn't find the 72 hour, but I think this will do." It was her personal emergency kit. Their father had always been big on that for some reason. Said he had a dream or something, and that they all needed to be prepared. Ever since then they had stocked their house and every where else they could think of.
***********
The smell of pine trees awoke Decerto, and he desperately did not want to wake up. A pull on his upper body though seemed to tug him even further into presence of mind. 'What in the world,' he kept himself utterly relaxed as soon not warn any one or thing of is consciousness. There were voices speaking and...
nex necis f. [death; usually violent death , murder].
ipse -a -um [self]; 'ego ipse' , [I myself]; [the very, actual]; with numbers, et., [just, exactly]; of action, [by oneself, of one's own accord].
emunio -ire [to fortify , make safe; to build up]; 'paludes', [to clear up].
