rHi! I'm back again! Big surprise.....
Dpscythsln: wow... don't kill my bro... he was packin too. Violent as of late that you have been. Hmm spending too much time around somebody we know? Ah no matter. Glad you like em ^.^
So I realized something. Its easier to write during swim season than track. See I think it's because in swimming I have much more time to think (let my mind wander) and its easier than track. Whew! But eh hope this is aight.... So on with it!
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Sasha's dreams were pleasant for a change and her back didn't hurt from her wings. The sun shone merrily through her half-drawn blinds. She looked at her clock on her bedside table. 9:00. 'Time enough for another sleep I think,' she thought to herself as she threw the comforters back over her head. She was falling back into her dream when the covers were tossed not so mercifully off of her head.
"Oh no you don't missy," a familiar voice said and she grumbled her objections before crawling below her pillow.
Trevor rolled his eyes. She was impossible to wake up when she didn't want to be. Amongst her mumbles he heard his name and several suggestions as what he should do instead of bug her, none too lady like either.
"You'd better get up or I'm going to get you up," he warned lightly. She waved him away. "Ookay," he said and he leaned over her bed. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her easily. He stood her up on the ground and she was wide-awake.
"WHAT....HEY!" she said bewildered and slightly disoriented.
"Toldja so," he said in a teasing tone and held on to her waist while she was still figuring out that she was now standing.
She walked through his light hold and glared at him. "Poop head," she said and stormed into her bathroom. Before she slammed the door, she stuck her tongue out at him and it closed with a bang. He laughed and left her room.
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Sasha washed her face and brushed her teeth. She grabbed her hairbrush and began to pull it through her long hair. She opened her door, and expecting to find Trevor, she found her room empty as it has always been.
"Hmmm," she said simply and pulled open her dresser as she deftly used her toe to hit play on her stereo. Nickelback began to play loudly and she sang along with Chad and the boys. She pulled off her boxers and pulled jeans that were a little too long on instead. She pulled on another tank top with Hawaiian floral prints on it and pulled her grown out bangs back. She quickly put on makeup and skipped down the hall barefoot.
Her first stop was to Jessica and Amber's room. They weren't there so she moved on. Next stop: Trevor and John's room. John was home, but Trevor wasn't. She waltzed in and sat down on Trevor's bed. John looked up from his book but said nothing. Sasha always came in and stole one of John's many books to leaf through. She picked up one she had been reading earlier and lay down in Trevor's neatly made bed.
From her jeans pocket, she produced her iPod and proceeded to put in the little white headphones and continue to listen to Nickelback. It was about twenty minutes later that Trevor came back. He glared at John when he caught his eye. John's eyes were screaming what Trevor should do with her present position. Trevor glared at him savagely and his eyes even shifted to the grizzly's black ones. John put up his hands in surrender and he threw a pillow at Sasha. She was about throw it back when she saw Trevor in the door. She instead threw it at him and smiled. John rolled his eyes.
Sasha saw this and got up. She sat on John's back and made herself comfortable. He grunted from his prone position and Sasha made a point to put her weight squarely on his back. She looked over to Trevor and smiled and gestured for him to sit down too.
"Don't do it man! You sit on me and I'm kicking you out!" John pleaded.
"I believe I was here first," Trevor said moving from his post at the door.
"So, c'mon man! Please don't-"he pleaded but he was interrupted.
A large boom echoed down the halls and the building shook down to its foundations. The lights went out and the only light was what came in through the window in the corner.
"What in hell?" Sasha said and both boys looked at her. "What?" she asked and they shrugged.
Sasha took off sprinting down the hallway, the boys in close pursuit. They came upon Jessica and Amber, though not in a way that would have been preferable. Jessica was pressing a bloody cloth on Amber's torso while Amber was crying bitterly.
"Shit! Amber, what happened?" John demanded, skittering to a stop.
"Brick.....from the wall.....came out......clipped her in the......stomach," Jessica gasped. It was a known fact that Jessica was very, very squeamish. But it seemed that since her best friend was in peril, she would bear it.
Sasha's eyes were far past the normal crimson; they were a burning gold. She seemed to be looking through Amber on the floor. She pushed her shoulders back and turned.
"Take care of them," she hissed at the boys and sprinted off.
She moved quickly and easily vaulted over fallen debris. She was pissed. No one ever, ever hurt her friends. She had grown up with none and virtually no family. She had adopted them as her family and had silently vowed to protect them and all who lived at the mansion. Now something had happened to infringe on her vow and she was pissed, to put it simply.
She came upon the last bit of hall before the balcony that overlooked the foyer. She went invisible and quietly padded out. Five people stood below: four men and a girl, slightly younger than her with small black wings on her back.
"Dear cousin, I know you're here. We have something to speak with you about," Elyana cooed into the room.
Sasha lightly jumped down from the banister and stood before them. She became visible again in a faint flash of a shadowy light. Her wings were flared in an aggressive manner, yet her face and stance were calm.
"Elyana, so nice to see you. How is leading your family?" Sasha said in a cold and detached tone.
"My family? Why, don't you mean our family?" she said with a wicked smile.
"No," Sasha said a little more heatedly than she anticipated on her tone being, "I mean yours. I have nothing to do with you anymore. I have a new family, and you're trespassing."
"And what are you going to do to kick us out? Ask a sparrow to peck at us?" Elyana hissed. The other men laughed. Sasha winced inwardly when she realized that two of them were her older brothers. After a moment, her resolve was much stronger. 'None of the people here would do this to me. Ever,' she thought.
"I may not have the power to control things like you, Elyana, but I do have something that you don't," Sasha allowed an angry smile to slip. "Friends that are pissed."
At that, several of the older students who had a firm grasp on their powers stood at the top of the balcony. Trevor and John were front and center. She could feel all the animals running around in Trevor's head from there. She was sure that they would all fight hard and win.
Elyana's fearless façade flickered and a little bit of worry showed through.
"We can continue, or you could leave, either or suits me. I'm sure that my FAMILY will back me either way," she said in a light tone.
Elyana glanced up at the group of teens, one here holding a ball of fire, another had sparks dancing in his fingers. She sighed angrily.
"This is NOT over Sasha. This has merely begun!" and with that, a wind picked up and they disappeared like ash on the wind.
Sasha sighed heavily. She composed herself and turned. The group of students just stood there. They were watching her intently.
"Eh, hi guys," she said sheepishly.
"Uhm Sash, your wings... they're uh....," Trevor stuttered.
Sasha extended them a little farther so she could see the tips. The tips of them were turning white and toward the ends of the flight feathers they turned to gray. The joint and top of the wing was still midnight black but the white stood out greatly on the dark background.
"Huh, that's odd," she said with little concern. She looked up at them and shrugged. Before her shoulders had fallen, she was unconscious and on the hardwood floor.
"Shit!" John exclaimed and he and Trevor pushed past all of the other students and scrambled down the stairs. Sasha's chest was barely moving and her pulse was weak.
"Somebody get Jean!" John called.
A student raced off and Trevor began CPR. When Jean arrived to take her down the Medlab, she was still not breathing well. Neither of the boys left the Medlab while Jean looked her over. She could find nothing wrong with the girl, merely that her pulse was low and her breathing shallow. A respirator was hooked up and IV's in her arm but nothing else could be done. John went to check on Amber, and found that she was in her room with some shallow stitches. Nothing serious to worry about, Jean had told him.
John left Trevor to see Amber and Jessica. Trevor had gently slipped his hand in her limp one. He held it reassuringly and looked at her face. Her expression was passive and she seemed much younger and innocent than she was. He squeezed her hand gently.
"Come on Sasha, I know you can hear me. You can pull through this, whatever it is. You need to. I need you to," he whispered. Jean heard his silent confession from the door. She decided not to comment and left him to sit with her. It was probably better for him to be here rather than moping around his room. So she went back to her piles of books to find out how to fix Sasha.
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Trevor had fallen asleep on the edge of Sasha's bed, his hand still in hers. She stirred slightly in the bed and Trevor sat up immediately.
Her eyes opened slightly, dark circles under her eyes highlighted the crimson in them.
"Hey," she said in a crackily whisper.
"Hi," he whispered back.
"Where am I?" she said hoarsely.
"Medlab," he said.
"Oh,"
"Sash, what happened?" he asked concerned.
She sighed heavily and her eyes closed again. He cursed as unconsciousness claimed her again.
She squeezed his hand lightly. "I'm just tired, I'll be fine, lemme sleep," she said in a whisper and she relaxed her hand.
He sighed. "Fine."
This time when Jean walked past, she kicked Trevor out.
"It will do her no good if you are too tired to help," Jean said simply and was deaf to his objections. She pushed him out and closed the door. Jean heard him cuss and rolled her eyes. She heard him storm down the hall and out of hearing distance. She turned out the lights in the room that Sasha was in and looked back in the room before she closed the door.
'I hope you wake up. For your sake, and his,' Jean thought before closing the door behind her.
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That's it for now chillins. Ran out of steam and time as it were. Just review peoples.... ^.^
Dpscythsln: wow... don't kill my bro... he was packin too. Violent as of late that you have been. Hmm spending too much time around somebody we know? Ah no matter. Glad you like em ^.^
So I realized something. Its easier to write during swim season than track. See I think it's because in swimming I have much more time to think (let my mind wander) and its easier than track. Whew! But eh hope this is aight.... So on with it!
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Sasha's dreams were pleasant for a change and her back didn't hurt from her wings. The sun shone merrily through her half-drawn blinds. She looked at her clock on her bedside table. 9:00. 'Time enough for another sleep I think,' she thought to herself as she threw the comforters back over her head. She was falling back into her dream when the covers were tossed not so mercifully off of her head.
"Oh no you don't missy," a familiar voice said and she grumbled her objections before crawling below her pillow.
Trevor rolled his eyes. She was impossible to wake up when she didn't want to be. Amongst her mumbles he heard his name and several suggestions as what he should do instead of bug her, none too lady like either.
"You'd better get up or I'm going to get you up," he warned lightly. She waved him away. "Ookay," he said and he leaned over her bed. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her easily. He stood her up on the ground and she was wide-awake.
"WHAT....HEY!" she said bewildered and slightly disoriented.
"Toldja so," he said in a teasing tone and held on to her waist while she was still figuring out that she was now standing.
She walked through his light hold and glared at him. "Poop head," she said and stormed into her bathroom. Before she slammed the door, she stuck her tongue out at him and it closed with a bang. He laughed and left her room.
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Sasha washed her face and brushed her teeth. She grabbed her hairbrush and began to pull it through her long hair. She opened her door, and expecting to find Trevor, she found her room empty as it has always been.
"Hmmm," she said simply and pulled open her dresser as she deftly used her toe to hit play on her stereo. Nickelback began to play loudly and she sang along with Chad and the boys. She pulled off her boxers and pulled jeans that were a little too long on instead. She pulled on another tank top with Hawaiian floral prints on it and pulled her grown out bangs back. She quickly put on makeup and skipped down the hall barefoot.
Her first stop was to Jessica and Amber's room. They weren't there so she moved on. Next stop: Trevor and John's room. John was home, but Trevor wasn't. She waltzed in and sat down on Trevor's bed. John looked up from his book but said nothing. Sasha always came in and stole one of John's many books to leaf through. She picked up one she had been reading earlier and lay down in Trevor's neatly made bed.
From her jeans pocket, she produced her iPod and proceeded to put in the little white headphones and continue to listen to Nickelback. It was about twenty minutes later that Trevor came back. He glared at John when he caught his eye. John's eyes were screaming what Trevor should do with her present position. Trevor glared at him savagely and his eyes even shifted to the grizzly's black ones. John put up his hands in surrender and he threw a pillow at Sasha. She was about throw it back when she saw Trevor in the door. She instead threw it at him and smiled. John rolled his eyes.
Sasha saw this and got up. She sat on John's back and made herself comfortable. He grunted from his prone position and Sasha made a point to put her weight squarely on his back. She looked over to Trevor and smiled and gestured for him to sit down too.
"Don't do it man! You sit on me and I'm kicking you out!" John pleaded.
"I believe I was here first," Trevor said moving from his post at the door.
"So, c'mon man! Please don't-"he pleaded but he was interrupted.
A large boom echoed down the halls and the building shook down to its foundations. The lights went out and the only light was what came in through the window in the corner.
"What in hell?" Sasha said and both boys looked at her. "What?" she asked and they shrugged.
Sasha took off sprinting down the hallway, the boys in close pursuit. They came upon Jessica and Amber, though not in a way that would have been preferable. Jessica was pressing a bloody cloth on Amber's torso while Amber was crying bitterly.
"Shit! Amber, what happened?" John demanded, skittering to a stop.
"Brick.....from the wall.....came out......clipped her in the......stomach," Jessica gasped. It was a known fact that Jessica was very, very squeamish. But it seemed that since her best friend was in peril, she would bear it.
Sasha's eyes were far past the normal crimson; they were a burning gold. She seemed to be looking through Amber on the floor. She pushed her shoulders back and turned.
"Take care of them," she hissed at the boys and sprinted off.
She moved quickly and easily vaulted over fallen debris. She was pissed. No one ever, ever hurt her friends. She had grown up with none and virtually no family. She had adopted them as her family and had silently vowed to protect them and all who lived at the mansion. Now something had happened to infringe on her vow and she was pissed, to put it simply.
She came upon the last bit of hall before the balcony that overlooked the foyer. She went invisible and quietly padded out. Five people stood below: four men and a girl, slightly younger than her with small black wings on her back.
"Dear cousin, I know you're here. We have something to speak with you about," Elyana cooed into the room.
Sasha lightly jumped down from the banister and stood before them. She became visible again in a faint flash of a shadowy light. Her wings were flared in an aggressive manner, yet her face and stance were calm.
"Elyana, so nice to see you. How is leading your family?" Sasha said in a cold and detached tone.
"My family? Why, don't you mean our family?" she said with a wicked smile.
"No," Sasha said a little more heatedly than she anticipated on her tone being, "I mean yours. I have nothing to do with you anymore. I have a new family, and you're trespassing."
"And what are you going to do to kick us out? Ask a sparrow to peck at us?" Elyana hissed. The other men laughed. Sasha winced inwardly when she realized that two of them were her older brothers. After a moment, her resolve was much stronger. 'None of the people here would do this to me. Ever,' she thought.
"I may not have the power to control things like you, Elyana, but I do have something that you don't," Sasha allowed an angry smile to slip. "Friends that are pissed."
At that, several of the older students who had a firm grasp on their powers stood at the top of the balcony. Trevor and John were front and center. She could feel all the animals running around in Trevor's head from there. She was sure that they would all fight hard and win.
Elyana's fearless façade flickered and a little bit of worry showed through.
"We can continue, or you could leave, either or suits me. I'm sure that my FAMILY will back me either way," she said in a light tone.
Elyana glanced up at the group of teens, one here holding a ball of fire, another had sparks dancing in his fingers. She sighed angrily.
"This is NOT over Sasha. This has merely begun!" and with that, a wind picked up and they disappeared like ash on the wind.
Sasha sighed heavily. She composed herself and turned. The group of students just stood there. They were watching her intently.
"Eh, hi guys," she said sheepishly.
"Uhm Sash, your wings... they're uh....," Trevor stuttered.
Sasha extended them a little farther so she could see the tips. The tips of them were turning white and toward the ends of the flight feathers they turned to gray. The joint and top of the wing was still midnight black but the white stood out greatly on the dark background.
"Huh, that's odd," she said with little concern. She looked up at them and shrugged. Before her shoulders had fallen, she was unconscious and on the hardwood floor.
"Shit!" John exclaimed and he and Trevor pushed past all of the other students and scrambled down the stairs. Sasha's chest was barely moving and her pulse was weak.
"Somebody get Jean!" John called.
A student raced off and Trevor began CPR. When Jean arrived to take her down the Medlab, she was still not breathing well. Neither of the boys left the Medlab while Jean looked her over. She could find nothing wrong with the girl, merely that her pulse was low and her breathing shallow. A respirator was hooked up and IV's in her arm but nothing else could be done. John went to check on Amber, and found that she was in her room with some shallow stitches. Nothing serious to worry about, Jean had told him.
John left Trevor to see Amber and Jessica. Trevor had gently slipped his hand in her limp one. He held it reassuringly and looked at her face. Her expression was passive and she seemed much younger and innocent than she was. He squeezed her hand gently.
"Come on Sasha, I know you can hear me. You can pull through this, whatever it is. You need to. I need you to," he whispered. Jean heard his silent confession from the door. She decided not to comment and left him to sit with her. It was probably better for him to be here rather than moping around his room. So she went back to her piles of books to find out how to fix Sasha.
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Trevor had fallen asleep on the edge of Sasha's bed, his hand still in hers. She stirred slightly in the bed and Trevor sat up immediately.
Her eyes opened slightly, dark circles under her eyes highlighted the crimson in them.
"Hey," she said in a crackily whisper.
"Hi," he whispered back.
"Where am I?" she said hoarsely.
"Medlab," he said.
"Oh,"
"Sash, what happened?" he asked concerned.
She sighed heavily and her eyes closed again. He cursed as unconsciousness claimed her again.
She squeezed his hand lightly. "I'm just tired, I'll be fine, lemme sleep," she said in a whisper and she relaxed her hand.
He sighed. "Fine."
This time when Jean walked past, she kicked Trevor out.
"It will do her no good if you are too tired to help," Jean said simply and was deaf to his objections. She pushed him out and closed the door. Jean heard him cuss and rolled her eyes. She heard him storm down the hall and out of hearing distance. She turned out the lights in the room that Sasha was in and looked back in the room before she closed the door.
'I hope you wake up. For your sake, and his,' Jean thought before closing the door behind her.
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That's it for now chillins. Ran out of steam and time as it were. Just review peoples.... ^.^