The cries carried on as a large piece of metal lifted itself from the men and scurried back to the huling monster at the smashed doors. Glad she had sat in the aisle, she moved towards the gaurds and knelt beside them, closing her eyes as sorrow washed over her she closed their eyes in preparation for the journey of their final slumber. "Rest deep and dream well my brothers." The words were breathed like a sirens whisper, yet Nuada heard. Did she know them, her pain woulod soon be over for she would join them. Very soon.
He felt nothing but scorn as he looked at her, she could feel it. Glad for the protection of her sunglasses she looked across at...Mr Wink who was progressing up the aisle toward her Fuck! when lightning flashed across the sky outside. The light shone through th eglass roof and across his face. Indescribable. He had two tusks protruding from the side of his mouth, and he also carried one of the black boxes. Ah! There you are. Those noises were still coming from inside, as Mr Wink put the box on the floor with a large bang.
The people inside the room were fast earning her dislike, for they judged what they knew nothing about. Mr Wink had her sympathy as he screamed at them, at the place the world had come to be. So cold, so harsh...so cruel to those who are the slightest bit different. At the front the autioneer begged, but considering how Nuada viewed the world she knew this was an impossibility. He drew something from his pocket, blue and slimy it waved its tenticles through the air. Can anyone else say ew!? Why put that in your pocket!? It screamed softly, and was launched at the autioneers face. Latching on, it grew and eye where the mouth of the autioneer used to be. As he died, gasping for breath, the screams continued. Yet still, she knelt at the side of the guards as the auctioneer died next to her. Standing, she retook her seat, her eyes filled with sorrow. As she sat, the Prince turned and took up the crown piece. Disgusted by the sounds of worthless humans he turned and shouted, "Sit down!" So unexpected was this from such a pale thing, everyone was shocked into silence. And sitting. Even the most wealthy would not dare to disagree with this man. Dangerous as he was, but then again, so was she. "Proud, empty hollow things that you are!" Look who's talking. At th eback Mr Wink shifted with nerves or excitment for the time was drawing near. "Let this remind you why you once feared the dark." Reaching down he flicked a switch and out they came.
Screaming all the way with hunger and the rage against confinement. Mr Wink released his monsters at the same time. As people tried to flee, they were cut down by an attack from the back. Still silent, she sat. Feeling the onslaught of their deaths. Their endless screaming aas they were consumed. Undisturbed she stayed. Untouched by the faeries, all teeth and rage and hunger, they went for easier prey. Protected from physical attack by a shield she had placed around herself at the first bite. She grieved for their pointless deaths and in some cases, their wasted live. After incinerateing the faery trying to eat her, she wept. Tears of blood for all their pain, blood for their suffering. Looking up she saw Nuada, gazing at her curiously like a caged animal. All she could say was "Why?" her face expressionless she looked at her hands. The hands that could save, the person who had failed.
Nuada was untouched by pain and suffering of the humans. Whereas she, she was surrounded on all sides. If not for her sheild, she would be bathing in it. Out he walked all lithe grace. Still got a nice ass though. The thought made her sorrow all the greater for the failing. Humour at a time like this. Must be her demon side, after a while the last scream sounded and all was silent again save the munching, cracking and the turmoil within her own mind.