Chapter 2: Black Eyes.
Tno: Hi
Amon: grunts
Michael: Hey waz-up.
Tno: Yay, we're three now. All right. (P.S., for those who are reading my 'warriors of the north' story which I have now changed to 'as one' and have decided to change the chappies, I AM working on it. It'll just take longer cuz I need to go through it and Clarence and I have been making A LOT of changes. So this is the last chance for you to reread it as is). Now BACK to 'Hawthorns Blessing'.
Michael: Aren't you supposed to answer reviews now.
Tno: Right. Well Mikey, since Amon is a more experienced A/N character, I will let him do the honors this time.
Michael: smirks hehehehehe.
Amon: What are you sniggering about Hacker.
Michael: nothing at all.
Tno: Amon can you just get on with it already. I want to start the story.
Amon: Fine…uh…where are they.
Michael: I dunno, I'm the new guy remember.
Amon: Tno?
Tno: I didn't get any…so does this mean no one's reviewed yet. Oh great now I'm gonna have to go on one of my world famous rants about READING and REVIEWING. You see ppl, this is how it works: I produce stories for your entertainment, then YOU READ the stories and REVIEW them so I can have an idea of how to make the next chapter better so YOU can READ them and REVIEW some more. And that's the general food chain of (not counting the fact that I'll kill whomever is reading this and not giving me any feed-back cuz I know that A LOT of you ppl do that). And for those poor souls who have no idea how to review it's simple. You click the purple box on the bottom left-hand side of your screen and when a little box pops up you write your REVIEW in it. Now that I'm done with that
Chapter 2: Black Eyes
The man was still holding her around the waist seemingly unaware of the blood seeping into his coat. He didn't even seem to be aware of her at all for a moment as he stayed perfectly still, listening to his surroundings. A bolt of burning pain cut through her body like fire and she gasped loosing her balance and sinking to her knees.
"Relax, you'll be fine." He said in a monotone voice. She almost screamed at the pain in her side, his arm still covering the wound. "You should have done what Sakakie said and gone to the lobby. Then you wouldn't have lost so much blood. That's when she remembered the instructions of the boy on the second floor. This man was going to try and take her away. In that instant her pain was forgotten in the back of her mind. She pulled herself from the stranger's arms, staggering backwards a black ghostly flame rising around her.
The man seemed unfazed and stood as though waiting for something. 'They won't have me'. She thought and blue-white runes began to appear all around her a five pointed star beginning to draw itself on her forehead. So this was the Druid's blessing, The mere surface scrapings of the true power this girl was capable of but none the less it was impressive. Energy began to grow in the room as a circle appeared on the floor around Amon's feet. The girl whispered a couple of words and the symbols at Amon's feet turned black a colomn of fire rising around him.
'O.K. that's enough now, she's going to drain herself if she's not careful' He decided and walked through the wall of flames, the red tongues licking at his body as he passed through. Macha looked at him in fear as he emerged from her attack unscathed. He was with those goons after all. They were the only people she knew of who could escape such an attack. At least there was one of her spells that she knew they couldn't penetrate. Raising her hands before her, she closed her eyes a moment in deep concentration as Amon approached, then a transparent blue wall rose between them she shook at the amount of energy it sucked from her already weak body. Amon frowned and attempted to walk through the barrier but it was like trying to walk through cement blocks. He looked at her sighing.
"If you try and keep this wall up you'll only drain yourself and then you'll have to be taken to the hospital." He said turning his eyes to the ground.
"It will hold, I won't ever let you people try to take me again. I am stronger than that." But even as she said so her voice wavered and her wound throbbed with fresh agony. She didn't notice the boy come up behind her until he pinned her arms to her sides with his own, the barrier shuddered and disappeared. The girl cried out only this time it was more in loss than pain. It had been her last chance for freedom, she turned around to the blond hared boy wanting to fight him but before she could even open her mouth to scream, a huge throb of sharp pain ran through her and everything went black.
There was a beautiful spell of roses in the air and the world seemed so bright. Even with her eyes closed. She tried hard to think of the last thing she could remember of the night before but nothing came to her. She lazily gave up and snuggled up in the warm sheets, drifting back into dreamland. All of a sudden to familiar black eyes appeared before her in her mind as someone began whispering in her head. Then everything came flooding back to her, the fight with the goon, the stairs, the angelic creature, the man with the gun, falling unconscious. She sat up with a startled gasp. The room she was in was all white, the walls were white, the floor was white, the sheets were white, even the vase where the roses she had smelled earlier sat was white.
"So you're finally awake huh?" A girl of around her own age sat by the window, her head was cocked lazily to one side and she was playing with her cell phone, as she said this. Another girl, just a bit younger though, was standing by the window in a long black gown.
"High I'm Robin." She smiled, her black skirts rustling as she came over. "And this is Dojima." She added, gesturing towards the girl with the phone. Macha didn't really know what to do.
"Uh…nice to meet you?" she decided. "I'm-."
"-Macha Yew. We know who you are." Dojima grinned flipping her phone shut. Macha was slightly taken a back by this.
"Who are you?" She asked finding her instinct to run nagging at her mind.
"We're with the STN." Robin explained. "We're here to help you." Macha had heard of the STN. They were witch hunters as far as she could tell and she didn't support them at all.
"I don't need help. I'm fine." She retorted defiantly.
"Sure." Dojima said sarcastically "That's why you're in a hospital bed with ten stitches in your side after almost being abducted." She smiled. "You're perfectly fine."
"I don't need help with anything. What happened last night had nothing to do with you it was my problem and I assure you I can handle it, I have in the past." She crossed her arms.
"Don't be stupid." Robin shot back calmly. "You know that if Amon and Sakakie hadn't been there you would have lost everything." Macha didn't know what to say to that. She knew it was true but she needed to get away form these people.
"What do you want already?" She asked clenching the bedclothes in her fist.
"We were hoping you could tell us." The brown hared woman said from the door, startling them all. Smiling she came and sat down with the three girls holding out her hand to Macha. "Hi, I'm Karasuma."
"What do you mean 'you were hopping I could tell you'?" Macha glowered.
"Well you know those guys who were chasing you?" Dojimo explained. "Well they're clearly after you for something and it's our duty to protect you, only we don't know what they want."
"Well I wish I did then I'd just give it to them and be done with it already." Macha huffed.
"Even if it was your Druid's Blessing?" Karasuma smiled knowingly.
"I don't know how you know that but, that magic has brought me nothing but pain." The auburn hared girl replied. Her thoughts turned back to the dark angel whom she had encountered during her ordeal.
"Well we can help change that." Robin retorted.
"And you might want to get changed out of that hospital gown." Dojimo added pointing to a pile of neatly folded clothes stacked on a nearby chair. The three other's got up and left, while Macha stared at the closed door. What had she gotten herself into? She wanted to be normal, to get a normal job, grow up, fall in love, but her dreams had been demolished ten years ago, at the early age of 7 when her parents had been murdered in their small home in England. She sighed and reached for the clothes on the chair. They were reasonably simple and easy to move in so she could run without having to hold up any skirts or unnecessary frills. Pulling on the loose fitting, khaki green pants, and the tight black sleeveless top, she began to feel more like herself. Picking up her coat and small bag, (still containing everything it had when she'd left the house yesterday morning), she glanced at the window, wondering if she could escape, but thought better of it. The girls were waiting for her outside with the two men whom she considered to be her kidnappers. She stopped a few meters away. The stairs were just a little ways behind her; she could easily evade going near these people. They seemed to grasp her thoughts though because they all came up to her to walk her down the hall.
"How are you feeling?" the boy she remembered as being called Sakakie asked. She didn't answer. 'The less you say, the less they'll know, The less reason they'll have to keep me with them'. She reasoned with herself. Instead she watched the green vials on four of the people surrounding her with growing apprehension.
"They won't kill you." Robin said coming next to her as they boarded the elevator.
"So why aren't you wearing one?" Macha answered simply.
"Because I just don't like them."
"Well I prefer to keep my distances." Macha finished.
"Hey! You're finally back." Michael said as they walked in. He ginned broadly when Macha appeared from the door. "I see she's awake then." He said, stretching his hand towards her. The names Michael. I do all the research here at the STN." Macha shook his hand.
"So you were the one who found out everything about me?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Nnnot really everything. I usually try to find out stuff about witches with criminal records or suspicious natures, so information on them isn't really hard to find." He turned back to his computer. "You on the other hand, don't even have any confidential information I can look into." He laughed.
"My father tended to keep the world in the dark about our family." Macha said seriously. 'And with good reason apparently'. She thought; noticing that Amon had disappeared.
"Have a seat." Michael motioned to a nearby chair. She obeyed watching his fingers flay across his keyboard. " Now describe exactly who theses people are who are after you." He commanded.
"Most of them are human…" She began. "But they have some sort of fluid that they drink, almost like that stuff in the necklaces you guys wear. So my powers are completely useless against them. So I'm always running…" She trailed off as the eyes came back into her mind, the gorgeous and terrifying face, his long white hair. Voices started up again in her mind…no wait it was one voice…who's voice was it. She dropped her head quickly into her hand grasping the chair with other to stop it from shaking. She heard footsteps.
"Are you O.K.?" Someone asked. It was Michael.
"Fine she stood up quickly. I'm fine, I just have a head ache." She said taking her bag. "Where's the bathroom?"
"I'll take show you." Robin volunteered.
Leaning her head on the cold fake marble surface she felt an electric pang run through her head. The eyes flashed in her mind. The whisperings started again. '…Hawthorn…Blessing…Dagger…Blood." She gasped and stood up, feeling an urge to vomit. "Get out she thought, pushing the memory to the back of her mind. But as she left the bathroom she could still hear the faint whisperings and those piercing black eyes.
Tno: Aaah, the sickening world of the permanently confused is such a mysterious place…hehe
Mikey: Oh yeah, she's insane.
Amon: I hate to say 'I told you so' but…I told you so.
Mikey: Yeah yeah, shut-up smart mouth.
Amon: I wouldn't talk hacker.
Tno: over Michael and Amon's argument hope you liked the second chappy and please, please, please review. Luv you all. Bye.