This would be considered transpassing, but, in this case, it's alright. At Metropolis General Hospital John lead you and others through the halls to a particular patient of interest. It was a good thing none of you got caught, even if it happened there were ways to...persuade their memory to see nothing. A thought you wondered if John would use. Reaching the patient's room slip in again unnoticed. The second you stepped foot what felt like a sledgehammer hitting you, became overflowed with hunger. Looking at the patient see a feast of sin before you just for the taking. The tingling sensation of innocent blood he spilled and misery in his heart for it was just...just...disgusting. Yet, so delicious. It called to you and you listened, walking over, reach out to your meal fingers twitching your fingernails began to grow slowly. Swallowing the saliva building and dripping in your mouth.
You could take it all away, all away from this man. You could...you could...shutting your eyes draw your hand back. No, no...you scream. Trying to block out this feverish feeling. And throbbing your chest, open your eyes find before you at your feet...bodies...bodies of everyone. Zatanna, Boston, Batman, even your cousin, Raven, Damian too and..."John!" Shrieking run over to him, your hand stretched out. "John! Joh-"
Something shoots out and pulls you back. You fight and struggle against it to be overpowered, try to resist reaching out to John about to scream to find your mouth gagged. Inky darkness covers and swallows you up. Still, you reached out for something...someone. I-I don't want...I don't want to..sinking deeper and deeper into nothing. Hear two things, one the distant sound of a man's voice...a sad man. Whispering something, something you could not make out and the other a dark manic laughter. Their presence was strong and close, very close. It sent fire through your veins, something wasn't right, it wasn't. It wasn't right!
"Violet! Vi!? Hey!?" A voice shatters the darkness and yanks you back. Opening your eyes feel a firm grip on your wrist restraining you, moving your eyes up find John, staring right back. "What are you doing?"
Stunned yourself, all you could do was just mumble incoherently dropping your head cringing. "S-Sorry..."was all you could mutter taking your wrist back. Keeping your eyes away from John.
He sighs heavily running his fingers through his hair grumbling. "Just," he bits his lip holding back what he wanted to say. "just stay with Batman. Alright? I've got some work to do. And," holding up a finger throws it out. "never mind."
Leaving he walks to the sedated man places the object Richie gave him, it creates a small vacuum hole on his forehead. A way into the mind, his dark and scrambled mind of poison and sweet deliciousness for your rising hunger once again. Bitting down on your lip hard draw blood to snap yourself out of becoming too intoxicated. Quickly licking your salty blood before it was noticed something spikes through your body sending trembles of fear. You lunged to John grabbing him firmly by the wrist yanking him back that you nearly ripped it off.
"No!" you flare throwing and shoving him back. Stand before him and the man baring your canines at him. Your eyes spread with blacken darkness. Your markings being to glow.
John was caught off guard. Zatanna held her gasp. "What are ya doing?" John steps to you, fixing his shoulder rubbing it. "Nearly took off my shoulder." He received no answer from you but a deep snarl. This was happening right now, with you. "Vi, ya need to mo-"
Your flames slowly simmered all around you. Giving your answer. Zatanna felt something grip her, no her soul from you staring into it. It shook every fiber in her body, this power coming from someone your age and size was...those eyes...your eyes. She's...her thoughts rise realizing. Her eyes shift to John who remained unfazed.
A hard look on the man's face, but there was something else Zatanna noticed. It was the same look he had with the Shrouds when they came close to you. A look she hadn't seen and knew it was one he pushed down deeply. Buried it. Richie's last few words to you echoed in her mind from the look John had with you. Something about being the only good thing. Moving her eyes to you saw behind its darkness something shaking in you, pleading to John but came out transformed into defiance. A look John carried pretty well. You were ready to attack John if he paid no mind to your words.
"I said," he takes another step to you. "move. I won't ask again."
Your flames rose this time increasing the heat, all you produced was a threating growl. Your features seem to be changing becoming less human. Feeling her eyes on you shoot them over to the woman, just what John needed in one quick motion his hand presses against your temple. The second you realized it was too late, his incarnation was quicker than your reaction. A blinding light pulsated through your body causing you pain, just enough to subdue you. Zatanna watches as your body drops like a sack of potatoes.
John catches you. "John!" she exclaims, horrified by the action. "Why di-"
"Oh, don't get your feathers ruffled," he quickly defends himself clarifying his action. "she'll be fine. Just something to bring her back. Here Bats can you take her?" He hands you over to the man. "Now then," turning back to the task at hand. This mystical mystery needed to be solved. Ready to enter the man's mind, Zatanna holds him back refusing to let him go by himself unless she goes with him.
Seeing she wasn't going to allow him to or allow him to say no allowed her to come. Leaving Batman alone with you. In just about five minutes after John and Zatanna entered, you come back. Rubbing your head winching from the minor pain it still caused.
Grumbling under your breath. "Damn it, John. W-Where..." Pausing look around quickly remembering you were at the hospital...the reason was...seeing the comatose man with the small vacuum-like wormhole in the center of his temple.
Oh yeah, John had to use what Richie gave him to open a fast portal to the man's mind. A part of you wished you had mind reading right now, that way you'd be able to know if everything was going well in there. Not knowing stung, John he needed to listen to you...he...otherwise...pressing the thought aside stood with Batman and waited.
Inside the mind of the comatose man Zatanna and John look through the man's memories. With Zatanna managing to endure this dark kind of magic. Most of the man's memories weren't rather pleasant, his life seem to see more darkness that carried over to his adult life. It reminded Zatanna of another.
Setting a memory aside speaks it to John. "Violet, her eyes they hold darkness in them." The mention of you got John's attention. "I've never seen such eyes like that before. It leaks from her. Why is that?"
John kept his attention on one of the memories he held. Moves to another when Zatanna came closer. She didn't stop despite his abrasiveness. Going deeper. Seeing his answer behind his eyes. "Tell me John, is she...is after New Castle?" No answer again. But she saw it. "She's not your sins John. That darkness isn't from you."
He just turns his shoulder a bit, blocking out her words focusing on another memory. "Found it."
This waiting game was taking to long. John hadn't returned nor had Zatanna. If they hadn't come out then...did it happen? Your mind flamed with the vision you saw, their bodies...all their bodies. Lifeless. It took him away..it took everyone away. Everything was gone, the world covered and painted in nothing but blood and flames. And darkness. You were alone with no one around. Everywhere you looked and turned bodies, bodies everywhere.
It was taking them away, it had John already...it had him! "John!"You get ready to dive in, if not for Batman's quick reflect and pulls you back firmly. You try to get out of his grip. "Let me go!"
"Violet, calm down."
Fighting to pry him off wasn't like you. He noticed. Your nostrils flared at his resistance to release you. Raising a hand ignite fist of dark flames when a darker presence was felt. It was powerful and coming this way. Noticing your frozen disposition, halted fear spread across your face. Your fire vanishes turning. "T-That..." Your head whips to the door, sensing the rising danger snap and your flames engulf you taking you away Batman. Emerging in the hall outside the room. Feel the presence stronger, your hunger rose. Igniting yourself in flames teleport yourself to its current location. Appearing seconds too late. Find burning skeletal remains on the floor and a ghastly smell of feces. What made it worse there were even traces of it.
Holding your rising gagging, swallow it down take a few steps stopping nearly stepping in a pile. Covering your mouth feed off the bit of lingering. Not feeling but it would do. "There is some powerful magic here...but..." you gasp realizing the purpose. "John! The others!" Calling upon the flames again appear right outside the room.
Feel the presence stronger, it felt like a blow by a sledgehammer. It was hard not to smile in sweet glee or throw-up when you saw what it was. A living feces beast being in some strange way held back by Batman. It looked so delicious more than anything. No! That wasn't important right now, this creature was here for a devious purpose. Its intentions clear, you could smell it a mile away.
Flipping through your mind for the move to use, just pick the easiest and simplest one. Raising a hand the ground begins to rumble and a dark seal appears under the creature. Remain focus. Do not lose your sanity. "Feed my flames of Hell and devour the creature made of sweet sin!" From the ground spewed sharp tentacles of fire coiled around the creature.
It screeches in pain. It resisted. It was strong, but you were stronger. Calling and dipping down more into locked up desire, it granted you the power you sought. This delicious morsel would be all yours. The thought enticed you, you wouldn't let it escape. It would be yours, all of it would. You needed to feed, this insatiable desire was stronger than before. It whispered sweet words in your ear. You couldn't agree more with.
More. More was all you thought. Its hollering screeches was like angelic singing, the more it screamed the more pain you wanted it to feel. The more you indulged in desire. Blocking out everything else. Feeling heat suddenly rising and an eerie cold Batman turns around finding you with a sinister smile spread across your lips. Your markings glowing.
"Violet!" He charges, tackling you. You hit the ground hard, knocking you back.
Sitting up rub the back of your head. "W-What happened?" Hearing the creatures roar brought you back. Standing quickly you and Batman hurry after it after it threw Deadman. It entered the room where the patient was, locking you and Batman out. Pounding on the door, stop after a few seconds and get ready to blast. Stop realizing it was not the best idea.
You could cause something horrible to happen. Teleporting in wouldn't work either unsure what the creature might do or that magic. Again you were left helpless, a decision needed to be made or...lifeless bodies. Coming a to one ignite your hands in flames point them at the door. "Move." Growl to Batman and Deadman ready to fire. Speaking in Latin, stop when the door opens and that presence suddenly vanishes.
John and Zatanna step out unharmed though the room was covered in feces. Turning your head nearly gagged again. Mumbling. "To think I was going to eat that...bleh."
"Let's get the hell out of here." John orders everyone. Running down the hall with everyone following. "Vi, get us out of here."
Nodding you call upon the flames, the crept from the ground and corners all around. Deadman was caught off guard by the enclosing flames that swallowed everyone into Hellish darkness.
