A/N:
I have been
rather busy this last week
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3 Dæmon aka GG
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Recap:
A blood curdling shriek permeated my thoughts. Scampering out of my room and down the stairs I rushed to see what was wrong.
I was met with a gruesome sight…
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The carcass was a bloody mess, and burnt to a crisp, past the point of being even slightly recognizable. It lay face down, the crimson colored blood seeping from between the layers of the blackened flesh. Yet somehow, something told me who it was.
Sparkling
angel
I
believe
You are
my savior
In my
time of need
Blinded
by faith
I
couldn't hear
All the
whispers
The
warnings so clear
"Mommy?" My voice came out as a choked sob. "Mommy!" I cried again, kneeling down by the bloodied corpse of my mother. "Mommy, you promised! You promised you wouldn't leave me!" Things had always been harder once my father had passed away.
I see
the angels
I'll
lead them to your door
There
is no escape now
Now
mercy no more
No
remorse 'cause I still remember
The
smile when you tore me apart
Tears ran down my cheeks as I began to sob. My shoulders shook violently as I clutched the still warm body to my chest.
You
took my heart
Deceived
me right from the start
You
showed me dreams
I
wished they'd turn to real
You
broke the promise
And
made me realize
It was
all just a lie
I looked around through blurry eyes, and began to scream at the top of my lungs. "WHY DID YOU DO THIS? HUH? YOU DIDN'T HAVE A REASON TO GO AND KILL MY MOTHER YOU…YOU…" I tailed off; muttering words that my mother had always said were unspeakable.
Sparkling
angel
Couldn't
see
Your
dark intentions
Your
feelings for me
Fallen
angel
Tell me
why?
What is
the reason?
The
thorn in your eye
I see
the angels
I'll
lead them to your door
There
is no escape now
No
mercy no more
No
remorse 'cause I still remember
The
smile when you tore me apart
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I looked at the police officers who had arrived in record breaking time. I sat on the couch twiddling my thumbs trying so very hard to not look at my bloodied shirt or linoleum.
"…Miss?" My head shot up as I looked at the police officer. I was sure that I looked horrible, with bloodshot eyes and the whole lot. "Yeah?" My voice cracked slightly.
Could
have been forever
Now we
have reached the end
This
world may have failed you
It
doesn't give the reason why
You
could have chosen
A
different path of life
The
smile when you tore me apart
"Where were you when this happened? Can you tell us what you saw?" They began to question me, oh what fun I was having, telling them what little I knew.
You
took my heart
Deceived
me right from the start
You
showed me dreams
I
wished they'd turn in to real
You
broke a promise
And
made me realize
It was
all just a lie
I saw it in their eyes. Their disbelief. Their confusion. Their worry. Only a madman would believe my recollection of the past events. I was a suspect, I could tell it by looking in their all telling eyes.
Could
have been forever
Now we
have reached the end
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I lay in bed, staring at the white ceiling with the blankets pulled up to my chin. Sleep wouldn't come easy tonight, if it came at all. I flicked my lights on. There was no point even trying to sleep now.
My computer began to make the soft whrring noise as if it were trying to load something. I groaned inwardly as my messenger beeped. That person was really starting to get on my nerves.
§Chat log§
cookiesncreme says:
theyll hunt u down 1 by 1
cookiesncreme says:
they kno no mercy
cookiesncreme says: the
worst is far frm over
cookiesncreme has
signed off.
§End chat log§
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Briz'zyne cocked his head slightly thinking that perhaps he had taken this too far. It had all started off as a joke, just to make the pyode amedha think she was going hulij-bpe. The ooman nearly hit the computer and the yautja contemplated the message.
It seemed that some oomans actually believed that they existed. That thought in particular made him almost concerned. Almost.
The warrior continued to watch the ooman as she crawled back into her bed, looking slightly troubled.
Soon, soon the ooman would know that she wasn't hulij-bpe...
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I bit my lower lip as I rolled onto my side, silent tears running down my cheeks. "Mommy, this wasn't our farewell was it?" I could almost hear her voice answering my silent question.
I stared at the walls blankly, watching the air shimmer.
Wait. Since when does the air shimmer? I glared at it for a few moments before my head started to hurt from trying to focus on it. Mentally I shrugged it off as fatigue and closed my eyes.
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It was a long inadequately lit corridor, strong doors muffling the tortured screams of the insane. It was cold, so terribly cold in that hallway, sending chills down my spine. It was a high security ward; the door leading to the corridor was solid steel, at least four inches thick.
I watched unseen from a vantage point high above the people's heads. Two medical assistants clothed in white lab coats strode down the hallway to the door at the very end. Upon their careful opening of the door, a shrill laugh was heard.
I moved my way over to the door in no big hurry. The inmate didn't look like a weirdo at first glance, with her shoulder length brown hair, hazel eyes and her fit body. She didn't look much older than 20, if anything.
Another shrill laugh
and the girl collapsed on the bed, shrieking like a madman for no
apparent reason. Her grin revealed unusually pointed teeth that
looked dreadfully sharp.
The laugh seemed to echo against the
padded white walls.
"Miss Cathy, you need to take your medicine." One of the assistants spoke, trying to calm the woman. This only caused disaster. "No! No! No! Go away I don't want the needle! It makes him go away!" She screamed, her hazel eyes seemed to roll into the back of her head, showing only the whites of her eyes.
It was only for a second. Her head snapped to face me, and I took a step back as she approached me slowly. "I have seen him and his handiwork ...One by one; he will tear you family and life apart. You can not see him, but he watches over you, waiting for the moment to strike. Fear the warrior, do not try to fight him, it will only end in your death." The last word came out as a hiss.
Moments later she was sedated, the needle removed from her arm.
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I shot up in bed, glancing around. I struggled to recall the woman's face and her word of warning. I inhaled sharply, those were near the exact warnings that I had received from that person. This woman named Cathy; she seemed to know what had happened to me…
I looked at the clock on my desk and the flashing red numbers. Had I really slept that long? I never knew it was possible to sleep the day away.
Heading downstairs I grabbed some bread and threw it into the toaster and turned on the teapot. Upon hearing several soft chirps and clicks I glanced about before realizing it was just the birds sitting in the tree.
I suppressed a shudder, my mind kept going back to the strange dream. I was troubled by the fact that she was able to see me from what I say. But, what if it wasn't a dream? What if what I dreamt was actually real?
I rescued my toast from the toaster and didn't bother to butter it before I headed into the backward, scrambling over the fence.
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After several hours of walking and listening to the birds chirp I paused to look at my surroundings. An ocean of knee high grass blew in the gentle breeze making a soft swooshing noise, but there seemed to be something near the center of it all.
I looked around the field of grass, a soft sigh of content escaping my throat. It was nice here, I felt like I couldn't be touched. Once the birds stopped chirping, then I became worried.
A strange energy seemed to fill the air along with soft crackling noises, like the kind from power lines. That should have been the first sign of warning, telling me to get out of there and go home, but something kept me glued to the spot.
Suddenly a large ship appeared. Well I shouldn't say suddenly, what really happened was it slowly became visible. I cocked my head to one side. It wasn't human, that was for sure. And neither was the thing that was clanking down the ramp. I could almost feel the aura of power, radiating off of it. That barely helped me, seeing how as whatever it was happened to be just shimmering air.
The grasses seemed to be parted by an unseen had as whatever it was walked towards me. A soft clicking was emitted from the creature as it slowly became visible to the human eye. I shrank back slightly as I felt a sudden weight on my shoulder.
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Briz'zyne studied the ooman from afar. She looked so delicate and fragile, but yet she had an amazing amount of inner strength.
The warrior strode towards his prey, musing as to why she hadn't run yet; it would certainly be fun to track a panicking ooman.
He looked down upon her, uncloaking as he tried to gently place a hand on the small shoulder of the ooman, but she still cowered slightly. Briz'zyne cocked his head slightly, watching as the human finally looked up, oh what pleasure it brought to him, being able to hear the beat of her heart increase rapidly…
He struggled with the strange language, feeling rather pleased with himself as he spoke, "Hello ooman."