So, nobody knows where the line 'Am I a fool for you?' comes from. Kind of saddening for me, but hey. Up to you what music you listen to.
AAOTD: well, she isn't really gone as she's home again, but for the previous two chapters she was out at ECU with her family visiting her brother. And when I first read when the site was coming back up, I had thought it meant July 11th, so I actually thought about making plans with other people about what to do during the day. Scary, huh? Me making plans and all...
LedgerGrl22: well, I've been working on an actual book, but that only helps so much. Get a couple of friends to read what you write and just remember their ideas about what to and not to do. Another good idea is to go to message boards and RP. It helps out a lot, and find a good beta. One that doesn't randomly disappear like mine. But since she does listen to my ramblings for 5 1/2 hours at a time, I guess she has the privilege of leaving for her own breaks.
By the way, my beta has listened to me complain about my life for 5 ½ hours.
Continuing on. I will no longer provide a disclaimer. Why? Because they're friggin stupid! That's why!
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Random Airport
"Flight 546 from Australia has arrived on schedule. Would the people leaving for China please board the plane as soon as it is empty. Thank you and have a nice day."
A man with dark brown hair walked into the terminal. Well, technically he was a teen. He was about 5'8" or so, seemed to have a moderate build. Behind the sunglasses he wore, his eyes were a brilliant shade of yellow. He walked to the baggage claim and waited for his luggage. He picked up two items. A long thin package and a regular suitcase. He went to the counter and asked about a girl who arrived in Japan two weeks earlier.
"Rainalia? Yes, she arrived here two weeks ago. Are you a friend?" the clerk asked.
"I'm an acquaintance. Could you direct me to her lodgings? I have something I need to give her," the man said as he motioned towards the package in his hand.
"Ah, okay. The place that I directed her too was a Ramada Inn about 30 minutes or so down the road. Would you like me to call ahead and reserve you a room there as well, sir?" the clerk asked.
"Yes, that would be very nice of you. Put it under the name of Auzzie," the man said.
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Raven's Flat
"So that gives us what now, 3 witches?! The whole team got beaten at the same time. I think this means we need some more competent hunters on our team," Zaizen said.
This time, he had assembled the whole team into the conference room to 'talk' to them. Amon stood up.
"Well, why not start looking now, because I don't think the witches will wait for us to act," he said coolly.
"Fine. Michael, begin finding out information on this witch Auzzie. Anything you can get would be good. Power, family, appearance, everything. As for the rest of you, get back to your stations. You're all dismissed," Zaizen said.
The hunters proceeded back to their computers. Michael began to look up the new witch while Doujima opened up yet another magazine. Where she gets all those, I do not know. Amon sat at his terminal, staring into the screen. His hand kept wandering back up to the cut across his cheek. It didn't go very deep, but it traced his jawline and hurt continuously. There was definitely more to that cut than it seemed. His thoughts returned to the fight from that morning.
Flashback
Ghost enchanted his daggers using his craft and waited. The second the ice had finished coating the blades, Amon had felt a pain like no other coming from his wound. He remembered seeing Robin standing in the Ring of Ogham (sp?) chanting. Upon finishing, she opened her eyes and there was a blaze like no other behind them. He saw the fire shoot out from the ring towards Ghost. When it reached him, something strange had happened. The fire froze, it literally froze. He could still see the glow produced from the daggers when a loud screeching noise reached his ears. He covered his ears and closed his eyes in attempt to block out the sound and bright light emanating from somewhere behind him.
End of flashback
'Somebody powerful enough to block all that. And his girlfriend says they might need our help? Damn, Auzzie's going to be tough to bring down,' Amon thought to himself.
"Amon?" Robin said.
Amon snapped back to reality.
"What is it Robin?" he asked.
"I was wondering how that cut on your face was doing," Robin said, concern present in her eyes.
"It's just fine. It will leave a scar, obviously, but other than that it should be fine," he said.
"Okay. Michael said he's found something on the new witch," Robin replied.
"All right, let's see what he has."
Amon got up and walked over to Michael's monitor. Questionable content was present.
"Ineresting way to look for information Michael," Amon said.
"Doi!" Michael said as he quickly closed out the window.
"That looks more like work," Amon said teasingly.
"Well hey, this place gets kind of boring, you know?" the hacker asked.
"Regardless, you have information on this witch?" Amon said.
"Yes. The only name down is Auzzie, but it's still got a bunch of information on him. Apparently, he's a lot like a hunter. He hunts down witches and kills them. But that's about all the good that he does. Along with the witches, he kills anybody who gets in his way. He's from Australia and seems to be pretty good at escaping. His craft is the ability to control electricity, so the orbo won't be much protection from him, seeing as the chain is made of metal. You'll basically be a big conductor if he tries to fry you. He also uses a bo staff for some reason," Michael summarized.
"So basically, this guy's gonna be a bitch to take down without the use of orbo to protect ourselves," Amon said.
"Basically," Michael replied.
"Where is he right now?" Amon asked.
"You'll never believe it. He's got the room right next to Rainalia's old one at the Ramada Inn," Michael said.
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THE hotel room. Ghost and Rainalia's room is now known as THE hotel room. Keep that in mind.
Ghost woke with a start. Forgetting the fact that Rainalia was still sleeping in his arms, he began to stand up. He stopped moving when he heard a noise. He looked down at Rainalia.
"Don't go, don't leave me like the others. I don't want to be alone again," she said, still asleep.
"You'll never be alone. I will always be by your side," Ghost said.
Ghost's thoughts drifted back to the dream he had been having.
Ghost's dream
"So, the little runt's back, huh? This should teach him a lesson," the person said.
It was a dark alley. A boy of about 12 was crouching in the shadows, crying to himself. Around him were some of the Retsoobs, the dominant gang of San Diego.
"I think we let him off too easy last time. This time, we'll teach him what pain is," the guy said.
"Please, don't," the boy said, covering his head with his arms.
"It's too late for that. You had your chance to join us and you threw it away. It's time to show that nobody disrespects the Retsoobs," the person in the front said, pulling out a knife.
Next, he walked over to the boy and slashed him across the chest. Blood poured out of the cut, but it wasn't over yet. He then hit the boy upside the head with the handle of the knife then kicked him hard in the side. The boy just fell towards his now injured side, one hand on his throbbing head and the other trying vainly to stop the blood flow from his chest.
'Leave me alone, just leave me alone,' the boy cried to himself,' I haven't done anything to hurt you guys.'
However, he knew better than to ask a Retsoob for mercy. It just made them hit harder. He vaguely remembered another blow to the head before blacking out. He probably would have died that day, but someone intervened.
Rainalia was walking down the street when she saw what was happening in the alley. She would never turn a blind eye to someone in need of help, so she went to help out the boy. She managed to get the Retsoobs to leave without too much of a hassle. She knelt down next to his unconscious form.
"I'll take care of you," she whispered as she picked the boy up and began the walk back to the orphanage.
Change of scene
"She's dead. What will you do now? Will you run, or will you try foolishly to kill me?" the figure taunted.
Ghost straightened up. The tear running down his face froze into ice and then shattered.
"You're fucking dead!" he yelled as he ran across the room.
A bolt of lightning slammed into his chest and sent him to the ground. The figure stood over him.
"Die," it said as it plunged something into Ghost's chest.
End of dream (a/n: yes, that was all one dream.)
Ghost moved some hair off of Rainalia's face. Sleeping in his arms, he knew something. She completely trusted him. She knew his past, all the things he had done that he now regretted, all the things he had done that hurt her. And yet here she was, sleeping in his arms telling him not to leave.
'Life sure is strange,' he thought to himself.
He looked at his watch. 5:15. Still too early to get up. He rested his head on Rainalia's again and went back to sleep.
And now we get into Rainalia's head
Rainalia lay on the ground, feeling a pain inside her like no other. She saw her friend Anna above her, looking down onto her. Slowly, she turned and walked away.
"Don't go, don't leave me like the others. I don't want to be alone, again," she said to her retreating form.
She felt a sinking sensation inside her. Again, she was alone. Nobody was there for her once more. The strength that she showed on the outside was merely a front. Inside, she was torn apart by the fear of being alone.
Change of scene
Rainalia looked at the knife. Technically, it was a dagger, Ghost's dagger. The one that she had given him. Usually she could put up with what he did, but not this time. The two had gotten into an argument, bigger than they usually did. It had ended when Ghost screamed at her about how he hated her and ran off.
'Well,' she thought to herself, 'He'll never have to hate me again.'
She flipped her left wrist up and raised the dagger. She swung it downward towards her wrist but it stopped suddenly. She looked up and saw Ghost's hand around the blade, bleeding.
"Are you out of your fucking mind?" he yelled.
She looked away.
"Damn it, answer me!" Ghost screamed again.
When she still didn't look at him, Ghost yanked the dagger out of her hand, throwing it across the room in the process, and grabbed her face with his still bloody hand. He positioned her face so that she looked directly at him.
"Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. I didn't mean to snap like that. But you need to be confident about who you are. Otherwise, people will just walk right over you," Ghost said, staring Rainalia right in the eyes, the rage melting inside of him.
"I just," Rainalia said, "I just don't want to be alone."
"You'll never be alone. I will always be here for you," Ghost said.
End of being in Rainalia's head
Rainalia woke up slowly and saw Ghost still sleeping next to her. Gently, she removed his right hand from her shoulders and stared at the line across his fingers.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered.
"You don't have to be," Ghost said as he opened his eyes, "I chose to catch that blade."
"But you didn't have to," Rainalia said.
"I know that. That's why I don't mind the scar," Ghost said as he inspected his hand.
"But what about-"
"I don't like showing off the other one. Now go back to sleep. You'll need your rest," Ghost said as he stood up.
"Where are you going?" Rainalia asked.
"Your old hotel room. Auzzie checked in there last night. We need to act fast and get the drop on him. I'm going to check things out and come back. Will you be all right here by yourself?" Ghost asked.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," Rainalia said as she stretched out and laid across the entire couch.
"Ok. I'll be back later," Ghost said as he walked out the door.
"Be sure to come back to me," she said quietly as the door closed.
Rainalia went back to sleep. Was awakened by a knock on the door about two hours later. She got up opened the door.
"So we meet again," the figure in front of the door said.
"Auzzie," Rainalia said under her breath.
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Damn I'm mean, huh? I don't really know if I should up the rating or not for this chapter, because Ghost did yell some bad words towards Rainalia, but I don't think that's enough to bump this into an R fic, right? Anyways, yes, Rainalia's dream did actually happen.
AAOTD: well, she isn't really gone as she's home again, but for the previous two chapters she was out at ECU with her family visiting her brother. And when I first read when the site was coming back up, I had thought it meant July 11th, so I actually thought about making plans with other people about what to do during the day. Scary, huh? Me making plans and all...
LedgerGrl22: well, I've been working on an actual book, but that only helps so much. Get a couple of friends to read what you write and just remember their ideas about what to and not to do. Another good idea is to go to message boards and RP. It helps out a lot, and find a good beta. One that doesn't randomly disappear like mine. But since she does listen to my ramblings for 5 1/2 hours at a time, I guess she has the privilege of leaving for her own breaks.
By the way, my beta has listened to me complain about my life for 5 ½ hours.
Continuing on. I will no longer provide a disclaimer. Why? Because they're friggin stupid! That's why!
()()()()()
Random Airport
"Flight 546 from Australia has arrived on schedule. Would the people leaving for China please board the plane as soon as it is empty. Thank you and have a nice day."
A man with dark brown hair walked into the terminal. Well, technically he was a teen. He was about 5'8" or so, seemed to have a moderate build. Behind the sunglasses he wore, his eyes were a brilliant shade of yellow. He walked to the baggage claim and waited for his luggage. He picked up two items. A long thin package and a regular suitcase. He went to the counter and asked about a girl who arrived in Japan two weeks earlier.
"Rainalia? Yes, she arrived here two weeks ago. Are you a friend?" the clerk asked.
"I'm an acquaintance. Could you direct me to her lodgings? I have something I need to give her," the man said as he motioned towards the package in his hand.
"Ah, okay. The place that I directed her too was a Ramada Inn about 30 minutes or so down the road. Would you like me to call ahead and reserve you a room there as well, sir?" the clerk asked.
"Yes, that would be very nice of you. Put it under the name of Auzzie," the man said.
()()()()()
Raven's Flat
"So that gives us what now, 3 witches?! The whole team got beaten at the same time. I think this means we need some more competent hunters on our team," Zaizen said.
This time, he had assembled the whole team into the conference room to 'talk' to them. Amon stood up.
"Well, why not start looking now, because I don't think the witches will wait for us to act," he said coolly.
"Fine. Michael, begin finding out information on this witch Auzzie. Anything you can get would be good. Power, family, appearance, everything. As for the rest of you, get back to your stations. You're all dismissed," Zaizen said.
The hunters proceeded back to their computers. Michael began to look up the new witch while Doujima opened up yet another magazine. Where she gets all those, I do not know. Amon sat at his terminal, staring into the screen. His hand kept wandering back up to the cut across his cheek. It didn't go very deep, but it traced his jawline and hurt continuously. There was definitely more to that cut than it seemed. His thoughts returned to the fight from that morning.
Flashback
Ghost enchanted his daggers using his craft and waited. The second the ice had finished coating the blades, Amon had felt a pain like no other coming from his wound. He remembered seeing Robin standing in the Ring of Ogham (sp?) chanting. Upon finishing, she opened her eyes and there was a blaze like no other behind them. He saw the fire shoot out from the ring towards Ghost. When it reached him, something strange had happened. The fire froze, it literally froze. He could still see the glow produced from the daggers when a loud screeching noise reached his ears. He covered his ears and closed his eyes in attempt to block out the sound and bright light emanating from somewhere behind him.
End of flashback
'Somebody powerful enough to block all that. And his girlfriend says they might need our help? Damn, Auzzie's going to be tough to bring down,' Amon thought to himself.
"Amon?" Robin said.
Amon snapped back to reality.
"What is it Robin?" he asked.
"I was wondering how that cut on your face was doing," Robin said, concern present in her eyes.
"It's just fine. It will leave a scar, obviously, but other than that it should be fine," he said.
"Okay. Michael said he's found something on the new witch," Robin replied.
"All right, let's see what he has."
Amon got up and walked over to Michael's monitor. Questionable content was present.
"Ineresting way to look for information Michael," Amon said.
"Doi!" Michael said as he quickly closed out the window.
"That looks more like work," Amon said teasingly.
"Well hey, this place gets kind of boring, you know?" the hacker asked.
"Regardless, you have information on this witch?" Amon said.
"Yes. The only name down is Auzzie, but it's still got a bunch of information on him. Apparently, he's a lot like a hunter. He hunts down witches and kills them. But that's about all the good that he does. Along with the witches, he kills anybody who gets in his way. He's from Australia and seems to be pretty good at escaping. His craft is the ability to control electricity, so the orbo won't be much protection from him, seeing as the chain is made of metal. You'll basically be a big conductor if he tries to fry you. He also uses a bo staff for some reason," Michael summarized.
"So basically, this guy's gonna be a bitch to take down without the use of orbo to protect ourselves," Amon said.
"Basically," Michael replied.
"Where is he right now?" Amon asked.
"You'll never believe it. He's got the room right next to Rainalia's old one at the Ramada Inn," Michael said.
()()()()()
THE hotel room. Ghost and Rainalia's room is now known as THE hotel room. Keep that in mind.
Ghost woke with a start. Forgetting the fact that Rainalia was still sleeping in his arms, he began to stand up. He stopped moving when he heard a noise. He looked down at Rainalia.
"Don't go, don't leave me like the others. I don't want to be alone again," she said, still asleep.
"You'll never be alone. I will always be by your side," Ghost said.
Ghost's thoughts drifted back to the dream he had been having.
Ghost's dream
"So, the little runt's back, huh? This should teach him a lesson," the person said.
It was a dark alley. A boy of about 12 was crouching in the shadows, crying to himself. Around him were some of the Retsoobs, the dominant gang of San Diego.
"I think we let him off too easy last time. This time, we'll teach him what pain is," the guy said.
"Please, don't," the boy said, covering his head with his arms.
"It's too late for that. You had your chance to join us and you threw it away. It's time to show that nobody disrespects the Retsoobs," the person in the front said, pulling out a knife.
Next, he walked over to the boy and slashed him across the chest. Blood poured out of the cut, but it wasn't over yet. He then hit the boy upside the head with the handle of the knife then kicked him hard in the side. The boy just fell towards his now injured side, one hand on his throbbing head and the other trying vainly to stop the blood flow from his chest.
'Leave me alone, just leave me alone,' the boy cried to himself,' I haven't done anything to hurt you guys.'
However, he knew better than to ask a Retsoob for mercy. It just made them hit harder. He vaguely remembered another blow to the head before blacking out. He probably would have died that day, but someone intervened.
Rainalia was walking down the street when she saw what was happening in the alley. She would never turn a blind eye to someone in need of help, so she went to help out the boy. She managed to get the Retsoobs to leave without too much of a hassle. She knelt down next to his unconscious form.
"I'll take care of you," she whispered as she picked the boy up and began the walk back to the orphanage.
Change of scene
"She's dead. What will you do now? Will you run, or will you try foolishly to kill me?" the figure taunted.
Ghost straightened up. The tear running down his face froze into ice and then shattered.
"You're fucking dead!" he yelled as he ran across the room.
A bolt of lightning slammed into his chest and sent him to the ground. The figure stood over him.
"Die," it said as it plunged something into Ghost's chest.
End of dream (a/n: yes, that was all one dream.)
Ghost moved some hair off of Rainalia's face. Sleeping in his arms, he knew something. She completely trusted him. She knew his past, all the things he had done that he now regretted, all the things he had done that hurt her. And yet here she was, sleeping in his arms telling him not to leave.
'Life sure is strange,' he thought to himself.
He looked at his watch. 5:15. Still too early to get up. He rested his head on Rainalia's again and went back to sleep.
And now we get into Rainalia's head
Rainalia lay on the ground, feeling a pain inside her like no other. She saw her friend Anna above her, looking down onto her. Slowly, she turned and walked away.
"Don't go, don't leave me like the others. I don't want to be alone, again," she said to her retreating form.
She felt a sinking sensation inside her. Again, she was alone. Nobody was there for her once more. The strength that she showed on the outside was merely a front. Inside, she was torn apart by the fear of being alone.
Change of scene
Rainalia looked at the knife. Technically, it was a dagger, Ghost's dagger. The one that she had given him. Usually she could put up with what he did, but not this time. The two had gotten into an argument, bigger than they usually did. It had ended when Ghost screamed at her about how he hated her and ran off.
'Well,' she thought to herself, 'He'll never have to hate me again.'
She flipped her left wrist up and raised the dagger. She swung it downward towards her wrist but it stopped suddenly. She looked up and saw Ghost's hand around the blade, bleeding.
"Are you out of your fucking mind?" he yelled.
She looked away.
"Damn it, answer me!" Ghost screamed again.
When she still didn't look at him, Ghost yanked the dagger out of her hand, throwing it across the room in the process, and grabbed her face with his still bloody hand. He positioned her face so that she looked directly at him.
"Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. I didn't mean to snap like that. But you need to be confident about who you are. Otherwise, people will just walk right over you," Ghost said, staring Rainalia right in the eyes, the rage melting inside of him.
"I just," Rainalia said, "I just don't want to be alone."
"You'll never be alone. I will always be here for you," Ghost said.
End of being in Rainalia's head
Rainalia woke up slowly and saw Ghost still sleeping next to her. Gently, she removed his right hand from her shoulders and stared at the line across his fingers.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered.
"You don't have to be," Ghost said as he opened his eyes, "I chose to catch that blade."
"But you didn't have to," Rainalia said.
"I know that. That's why I don't mind the scar," Ghost said as he inspected his hand.
"But what about-"
"I don't like showing off the other one. Now go back to sleep. You'll need your rest," Ghost said as he stood up.
"Where are you going?" Rainalia asked.
"Your old hotel room. Auzzie checked in there last night. We need to act fast and get the drop on him. I'm going to check things out and come back. Will you be all right here by yourself?" Ghost asked.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," Rainalia said as she stretched out and laid across the entire couch.
"Ok. I'll be back later," Ghost said as he walked out the door.
"Be sure to come back to me," she said quietly as the door closed.
Rainalia went back to sleep. Was awakened by a knock on the door about two hours later. She got up opened the door.
"So we meet again," the figure in front of the door said.
"Auzzie," Rainalia said under her breath.
()()()()()
Damn I'm mean, huh? I don't really know if I should up the rating or not for this chapter, because Ghost did yell some bad words towards Rainalia, but I don't think that's enough to bump this into an R fic, right? Anyways, yes, Rainalia's dream did actually happen.