Chapter 17: Rose's thorns
part III
The stone Gargoyles were everywhere. But I felt invincible with Zeek at my side. I smiled at him as we stood at each other's backs and readied our swords. Time to kill. Zeek held his sword up to the sky as he watched the blade slowly melt. I wondered what the hell he was doing, but I had my own group of Gargoyles. I sighed and felt the power surging through me. Rose had left her mark in my mind. And IU decided to let that mark be obvious. I lifted the blade and flew straight into the five stone gargoyles. They flew up at first like a flock of birds but then started to claw and attack me.I crouched low as I summoned forth an opened gate.
"Demon's Gate," my voice said, the sound going through the halls with a deep vibrato. The gargoyles all were sucked in, some trying to cling to the edge's of the door. It closed and mutilated them. Zeek smiled and looked at me.
"Let's get out of here!" I said. The castle started to collapse. Had the scientists made it out? I wondered as we passed an empty lab. We were flying out of each room, one after the other. Gargoyles chased us as we hit the door to exit the castle. We pounded on the door and tried to open it with our dragoon strength, but it didn't give way. And the gargoyles were about to crash into us. I held my own for a moment. My sanity was dear to me for the moment.
"Zeek! Burn the door down!" I yelled, and pulled out my sword. I couldn't open that gate again. I was in deep shit.
I tried to slice through the gargoyles when I felt heat tickling my neck and a loud BOOM! I turned just in time to get the heat of the flash. The gargoyles burned and melted, but the fire scorched my skin and armor. I fell back onto the floor as I smelled burning flesh. MY BURNING FLESH! I screamed for a few moments and then saw Zeek on the ground, unconscious. He could only go for so long on his first time. I picked myself up, ignoring the rapid pain on my cheek and neck. I tried to get him to his feet and he complied with the last of his strength. I hefted him between my wings and we flew off. But before we Left I saw a dark figure staring up from the castle. It was Michael. Of that, I was sure.
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I lay on my side as Ella tried to clean off the black marks from the burns. The water was cold, but it hurt like hell. I lay on my good side, stripped to the lower parts of my hips. Aron was off running errands, so he said. Ella started to clean my seared face. She didn't look as smug as I thought she would. In fact she looked rather disappointed. She saw me wince as I pouted.
"It will leave a scar." she said, finally.
"I know." I replied.
"But, you'll be disfigured." she said, combing back my hair.
"It's not like I was pretty in the first place." I replied. She shook her head and sighed.
"I'm sorry. There's nothing more I can do for it." she said. I shrugged. She left me be after that. The doctor himself had told me there wasn't much hope for it. The doctor of Bales. That's right. That's where we were. But Zeek remained unconscious. I sighed and slowly put on a silk shirt. It didn't hurt that badly. And guess what. My normal clothes weren't touched. That really made me mad. Oh well. I walked to Zeek's bed, which was in the conjoining room. He wasn't hurt at all. Well, except for the fact that blowing the door away had totally depleted all of his energy. I sat down on the bed and looked at him for a few moments. I wasn't really angry at him, I was just worried. I watched him breath in and out. I wanted to see those amber eyes look up again. But, he slept still.
The sunlight glinted off his hair and II slowly drifted. I could smell the warm day and hear the Bales song come from the city below the castle. And I could hear Zeek's breathing and his heart beat. My mind was totally slack before I was slapped from my sleep by the sound of Zeek waking up. I popped my eyes open.
It was dusk. I couldn't believe it. Ever had one of those days where time just went by so fast but then again, so slow? It was like that. I pushed back my hair and looked at Zeek. He was staring at me. With those amber eyes. I smiled and put my head back down. It hurt to smile, but I did it anyway.
"How do you feel?" I asked. He gaped at the marks on my cheek. He started to touch them, but I caught his hand.
"I didn't mean to. . . " he started. I smiled and shook my head.
"You got us out of there, didn't you?" I asked. He looked at me sadly and then looked away.
"Your face. The one I fell in love with. I'm sorry!" he said. I looked up to him, my brows knotting together. He touched them, but this time it didn't sting. In fact, the scars glowed and were sucked into his fingertips. I gasped as the pain left me.
"What did you do?" I asked.
"I took my fire magic back." he replied, looking at his own hands in disbelief. I thought about the old witches and how everything else came back threefold. I started to remove his shirt and look at his body. He gasped and blushed when I found no scars. I felt stupid, but relieved. He sat back as I traced his dragoon tattoo for a moment, and then sat back.
"I thought. . . sorry." I said. He smiled at me. I felt my face with my fingers and then my side. No scars. I laughed and tackled Zeek.
"Thanks!" I yelled, laughing. He laughed to and stroked my hair as we stayed there for long time. I closed my eyes, my lashes brushing softly against his skin. I could hear his heart beat this time. And him breathing. I clung to him as I started to kiss him. It wasn't fast, it was nice and slow. I hadn't really anticipated it. I just did it.
His hand circled my neck as the other slid around my waist. True, I wasn't wearing anything under the silk shirt I wore, but I didn't feel the slightest hint of embarrassment. I parted from him for a moment and stared at him. He stroked my face and then kissed my forehead. I sighed and clung to him again. We laid there for a few moments, his hands stroking my head and back, mine circling his tattoo.
"Do you really love me?" I asked. He was silent. I lay there, motionless, waiting for his reply. I heard him take a deep breath. Before the door swung open. I jumped up as Raymond came in. he looked at me and then back to Ella, who'd entered with him.
"She no longer has scars." he said. Zeek coughed and looked to Ella.
"I can take my fire magic back." he said. Ella smiled and nodded. Aron ran in.
"Hey! I found some . . . Oh." he said, breathless.
I helped Zeek get out of bed.
"We need to have another meeting with your father," Zeek said. Ella nodded and then looked at me and then back to Zeek.
"Very well," she said, somewhat hurt. Zeek's hand squeezed my shoulder as Raymond and Aron left with her.
"I can't answer your question right now, Rose. I still have things I have to take care of." he said. I nodded and looked to my feet before we started to move to the meeting hall. I hope my thorns hand' pricked the wrong people.
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Sorry if this one kind of sucked. I had to hurry up before you guys got mad at me. Well, I still owe a big thanks to YSYF. But I still owe my supreme sallegiance to Water Goddess. Thank you. Also, if you like Lar'CEnCiel, I made a story about them((mostly Hyde)) on fictionpress.com. Its called Sing like a caged bird by Erin something. I think it was Campbell. I don't remember what I put there. But its me. Anyway. Thank you for reading. Review now please!
part III
The stone Gargoyles were everywhere. But I felt invincible with Zeek at my side. I smiled at him as we stood at each other's backs and readied our swords. Time to kill. Zeek held his sword up to the sky as he watched the blade slowly melt. I wondered what the hell he was doing, but I had my own group of Gargoyles. I sighed and felt the power surging through me. Rose had left her mark in my mind. And IU decided to let that mark be obvious. I lifted the blade and flew straight into the five stone gargoyles. They flew up at first like a flock of birds but then started to claw and attack me.I crouched low as I summoned forth an opened gate.
"Demon's Gate," my voice said, the sound going through the halls with a deep vibrato. The gargoyles all were sucked in, some trying to cling to the edge's of the door. It closed and mutilated them. Zeek smiled and looked at me.
"Let's get out of here!" I said. The castle started to collapse. Had the scientists made it out? I wondered as we passed an empty lab. We were flying out of each room, one after the other. Gargoyles chased us as we hit the door to exit the castle. We pounded on the door and tried to open it with our dragoon strength, but it didn't give way. And the gargoyles were about to crash into us. I held my own for a moment. My sanity was dear to me for the moment.
"Zeek! Burn the door down!" I yelled, and pulled out my sword. I couldn't open that gate again. I was in deep shit.
I tried to slice through the gargoyles when I felt heat tickling my neck and a loud BOOM! I turned just in time to get the heat of the flash. The gargoyles burned and melted, but the fire scorched my skin and armor. I fell back onto the floor as I smelled burning flesh. MY BURNING FLESH! I screamed for a few moments and then saw Zeek on the ground, unconscious. He could only go for so long on his first time. I picked myself up, ignoring the rapid pain on my cheek and neck. I tried to get him to his feet and he complied with the last of his strength. I hefted him between my wings and we flew off. But before we Left I saw a dark figure staring up from the castle. It was Michael. Of that, I was sure.
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I lay on my side as Ella tried to clean off the black marks from the burns. The water was cold, but it hurt like hell. I lay on my good side, stripped to the lower parts of my hips. Aron was off running errands, so he said. Ella started to clean my seared face. She didn't look as smug as I thought she would. In fact she looked rather disappointed. She saw me wince as I pouted.
"It will leave a scar." she said, finally.
"I know." I replied.
"But, you'll be disfigured." she said, combing back my hair.
"It's not like I was pretty in the first place." I replied. She shook her head and sighed.
"I'm sorry. There's nothing more I can do for it." she said. I shrugged. She left me be after that. The doctor himself had told me there wasn't much hope for it. The doctor of Bales. That's right. That's where we were. But Zeek remained unconscious. I sighed and slowly put on a silk shirt. It didn't hurt that badly. And guess what. My normal clothes weren't touched. That really made me mad. Oh well. I walked to Zeek's bed, which was in the conjoining room. He wasn't hurt at all. Well, except for the fact that blowing the door away had totally depleted all of his energy. I sat down on the bed and looked at him for a few moments. I wasn't really angry at him, I was just worried. I watched him breath in and out. I wanted to see those amber eyes look up again. But, he slept still.
The sunlight glinted off his hair and II slowly drifted. I could smell the warm day and hear the Bales song come from the city below the castle. And I could hear Zeek's breathing and his heart beat. My mind was totally slack before I was slapped from my sleep by the sound of Zeek waking up. I popped my eyes open.
It was dusk. I couldn't believe it. Ever had one of those days where time just went by so fast but then again, so slow? It was like that. I pushed back my hair and looked at Zeek. He was staring at me. With those amber eyes. I smiled and put my head back down. It hurt to smile, but I did it anyway.
"How do you feel?" I asked. He gaped at the marks on my cheek. He started to touch them, but I caught his hand.
"I didn't mean to. . . " he started. I smiled and shook my head.
"You got us out of there, didn't you?" I asked. He looked at me sadly and then looked away.
"Your face. The one I fell in love with. I'm sorry!" he said. I looked up to him, my brows knotting together. He touched them, but this time it didn't sting. In fact, the scars glowed and were sucked into his fingertips. I gasped as the pain left me.
"What did you do?" I asked.
"I took my fire magic back." he replied, looking at his own hands in disbelief. I thought about the old witches and how everything else came back threefold. I started to remove his shirt and look at his body. He gasped and blushed when I found no scars. I felt stupid, but relieved. He sat back as I traced his dragoon tattoo for a moment, and then sat back.
"I thought. . . sorry." I said. He smiled at me. I felt my face with my fingers and then my side. No scars. I laughed and tackled Zeek.
"Thanks!" I yelled, laughing. He laughed to and stroked my hair as we stayed there for long time. I closed my eyes, my lashes brushing softly against his skin. I could hear his heart beat this time. And him breathing. I clung to him as I started to kiss him. It wasn't fast, it was nice and slow. I hadn't really anticipated it. I just did it.
His hand circled my neck as the other slid around my waist. True, I wasn't wearing anything under the silk shirt I wore, but I didn't feel the slightest hint of embarrassment. I parted from him for a moment and stared at him. He stroked my face and then kissed my forehead. I sighed and clung to him again. We laid there for a few moments, his hands stroking my head and back, mine circling his tattoo.
"Do you really love me?" I asked. He was silent. I lay there, motionless, waiting for his reply. I heard him take a deep breath. Before the door swung open. I jumped up as Raymond came in. he looked at me and then back to Ella, who'd entered with him.
"She no longer has scars." he said. Zeek coughed and looked to Ella.
"I can take my fire magic back." he said. Ella smiled and nodded. Aron ran in.
"Hey! I found some . . . Oh." he said, breathless.
I helped Zeek get out of bed.
"We need to have another meeting with your father," Zeek said. Ella nodded and then looked at me and then back to Zeek.
"Very well," she said, somewhat hurt. Zeek's hand squeezed my shoulder as Raymond and Aron left with her.
"I can't answer your question right now, Rose. I still have things I have to take care of." he said. I nodded and looked to my feet before we started to move to the meeting hall. I hope my thorns hand' pricked the wrong people.
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Sorry if this one kind of sucked. I had to hurry up before you guys got mad at me. Well, I still owe a big thanks to YSYF. But I still owe my supreme sallegiance to Water Goddess. Thank you. Also, if you like Lar'CEnCiel, I made a story about them((mostly Hyde)) on fictionpress.com. Its called Sing like a caged bird by Erin something. I think it was Campbell. I don't remember what I put there. But its me. Anyway. Thank you for reading. Review now please!