Thankies to these people
Lin Waddell: Gahhhhhh. I want this stupid sickness to get out of my lungs. It is no longer a chest cold, and the doctors think I have asthma, BUT THEY AREN"T SURE! I hate this. Sorry about you having all of those tests around your birthday. I can't believe that you have school in June. Anyways, I am trying to get this going a bit faster so that you have something to do besides study.
BlueDragonGirl1: Thank you for helping me with the other story. I am so sick of school and I hate that you got out before me.
Marshmallow: Hi there my friend. Thank you for the compliment and I shall see you at school.
Chapter 7. Remembrance
Sherry sat down heavily on the side of her bed, the image of Todd's tongue cutting the spider's life short.
"Strike," she murmured. Looking around the almost bare room. The only things visible were her dresser, desk, the large window, and a log in the corner next to them. The sight of the log made her eyes start to ice up, she didn't hold back. Ice tears began to fall rapidly down her face. Standing suddenly she tore off the icy covered clothing from her portal and threw it angrily to the floor. She then stripped off her under garments and stood completely naked in the middle of the room.
Not caring about her naked body she walked towards the closed window like doors on the side of the room. They were see threw today because there was barley any light filtering threw the angry gray sky. The storm had started to pick up outside. Taking one more look at the log with even more ice drops streaming down her face. She walked out into the storm.
Rain water whipped around her body. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled about on the heavy air. Raising her hands to about shoulder height, she wrapped the shadows around her, and had them lift her to the roof. Ice was forming quickly onto her skin. When she didn't use her powers it stayed around –30 degrees F. When she used them immensely though, she could get to almost 0 degrees Calvin; an attribute that scared the professor slightly.
Sighing heavily she sat onto the shingled roof, ice spreading out before her like a warm blanket. The water falling on her felt like what others would think of to be a warm shower. Her hair was becoming covered in frost along with her eyelashes. Tears came to her eyes and then slid down the roof into the grass far below. Her skin became almost opaque from how cold her body was. She didn't care though; her mind was as numb as her body. The only thing that she could think about was the happenings of that morning. Laying on the icy bed she had made for herself, she drifted off into her mind.
"Like, Kagé wake up," came a perky voice. A light knock fallowed it, "Like come on, you be late."
"She isn' comin to school with us," came a girls southern accent. Sherry's head popped out of the pillows and blankets on her bed sleepily.
"Oh yeah, like sorry Kagé," came the voice. She then herd to pairs of foot steps head down the hall. She sat up, her red tank top had pulled around her, and she had a slight wedgie from her blue underwear.
"Thank you Rouge," she muttered sleepily. She liked Kitty, but she was just a little to up beat some times.
Stretching her arms above her head, she heard them pop. When she stood her bodies lower half soon fallowed.
"Time to wake up Strike." Sherry crossed the room to the log that was home to here large monkey spider, "Strike," she asked and tapped gently on the wood. A series of small and week scratches could be herd from the inside. Slow she used her powers to lift up the upper layer to find her spider weekly trying to stand. The scratching was made by the small claws on its feet.
"Oh my God," she moaned and sank to her knees, the shadows in her room started to twist and move as if in pain around her. Gently she reached up and lifted the small spider to her chest. It gently rubbed a single leg over her chest, getting it caught slightly in the fabric. Tears were falling from her eyes, bouncing away from her on the carpet. She couldn't remember how long she had sat there, just the Strike was hurting. The spider died curled up in her arms.
Weeping softly, Kagé got up and went to her bed to sit down, only to be interrupted by a knock on the door, "Sherry dear, get up. It's already eleven," Sherry recognized the voice to be Ororo's, or Storm as most students called her, "You need to eat something to."
Foot steps started to leave the door behind when they hesitated, came back, and stopped in front of the door, "Sherry?" The door slowly opened to reveal a woman just slightly taller than Sherry with Chocolate brown skin and snow white hair. She was wherein a playing white blouse with a purple skirt. Spotting the crying Sherry on the bed she walked over.
"Sherry what's…" she stopped when she saw the dead spider and cringed slightly, but got over it quickly. She knew that the spider had been special to her, "Oh my," was all she could muster. She walked over and sat down on the white bed spread and laid a comforting hand on her shoulder, using all her might to not pull away from the freezing skin. It was so cold it was almost burning her skin.
"It'll be alright my dear. Don't worry." Suddenly Kagé got up, walked over to her dresser, and laid the spider down. The shadows around her had start to swirl around her; her features had become angry.
"Just because Strike wasn't living doesn't mean that everything with be alright," she spit the words out like a disgusting piece of food. She pulled her shirt off to reveal her bare chest. Ororo looked away with a light blush on her cheeks.
"I didn't mean," she started.
"I know what you mean," said Kagé icily. Not only was she being tormented by the sudden death of her pet and friend, but also the sudden anger towards her teacher, "You mean that even though something bad will happen something good will come of it," she open the closet door with a scary type of calmness and pulled out her black jeans and t-shirt. She pulled both of them all with the same calmness, all the while not looking at Ororo, "Well sorry to tell you but good things usually don't come from death," she then looked at Ororo, who's face was filled with shock.
Grabbing a pair of black socks from her dresser, she stood with her back to the wall. Using it for balance, she pulled them on calmly although tears had began to fall again. Then disappearing into her closet which was full of her angry shadows, she put on her shoes and tied them. Coming out she grabbed the image inducer on the dresser and put it on. Then carefully she lifted up Strikes corps. Ororo just sat there, dumbstruck.
When Kagé began to leave the room she came around and rushed behind her. "I know that's how it feels but it could be a blessing in disguise," she said fallowing her down the hallway towards the stairs, "If it makes you feel better you can use a planting box and one of my spades to bury it," at that Kagé stopped, making Ororo stop in mid step, "There out in the green ho,"
"Strike was not an "IT"," she said quietly in the middle of Ororo's sentence. Turning slowly the shadows began to not only swirl, but begin the make shadows on the wall of strange figures and shapes. All of them seemed to be either angry or in immense pain, "IT" was a he," she said slightly louder, "And if you ever call him an "IT" again," she pointed to the wall with Ororo's shadow.
Ororo looked to see some type of large spider like shadow piercing hers in the stomach and let out a gasp. She turned back to find a Kagé gone. The portal that she had just made disappearing in the time it takes to blink.
Kagé rushed down the grounds to the green house and pulled open the glass doors angrily. How dare she call her dear spider an "it". The shadows in the house soon started to twist and turn, making it look as if other plants stood in the room, ones that would eat anyone that was foolish enough to pass by.
Angrily she grabbed a small wooden box and it's top from a shelf near by and a semi-large spade. Placing Strike into the box she felt a pang of guilt about scaring Ororo, but quickly pushed it away. She had called Strike and "it". The only living creature beside her parents that hadn't been afraid of her.
Looking at the wall she found that it was 11:47. Quickly she walked out of the room and out into the heavy air beyond it. The sky was becoming even darker, deepening the shadows about her, a small drizzle had started. Pulling the shadows into an umbrella she walked back into the school towards the kitchen.
The next few hours were a blur. She remembered getting something to eat, the box never leaving her sight or side for that matter, then leaving for the park around 12:35. She didn't know how long she wandered the park looking for a suitable grave for Strike. The only thing she knew was that she wanted it to be secluded and nice.
Looking at her watch which had then said 2:46 she had finally found it. A small clearing in the middle of a clump of trees near a pond. A small stone bench was there in the middle. She had decided that it would be the place. It didn't look like many people would come there since it was so well hidden by the trees. It was there that she had sat with the box. Rubbing her hands over the smooth planting box, it's top set in place, but she couldn't do it. She let the shadow umbrella spread out into the regular wispy shadow it had been before, and let the rain fall upon her.
It had felt good, like it did now as she lay on the roof of the mansion. It was like that Todd had found her a few hours later. With the thoughts of the small adventure she had had with Todd, she drifted off into a much needed slumber, the storm its self tucking her in with a sheet of rain that turned to ice on her body. Her last thought as the ice came over her was,
"I hope I didn't freak him out too badly," and she smiled lightly, the ice freezing it onto her face. Little did she know that at that moment in the Brotherhood boarding house, another storm was approaching. Not one of anger, but one of sorrow.
To be continued……..
Geez. This is definitely the longest chapter I have made yet. Yeah not much action or anything, I just thought I would go a bit more in depth about Kagé. Hope up like it, and please R&R.