Hey everyone! Thanks for the reviews/follows and favourites! I know this is short but I'm on the next chapter as we speak! This chapters short because its here for tension and to see "behind the veil" as it were :D
Sorry it's taken so long, exams and all- happy to say I did really well- so it looks like Uni this year! ahhh!
Hope you enjoy and don't worry about Meggie, she'll get her own back in more than one way...Once we return to the Inkworld that is :D
She was shaking, her hands were shaking; hells teeth even her breath was quavering. But she was not weak. Never.
Capricorn gave her a look, one of his many unreadable looks, a look that burned; flamed and she knew that if she let it, would be my ultimate undoing. Capricorn was no father to her. Nor could he ever be.
It wasn't that he was too young, or even that she found him attractively compelling. It was the boundlessness that his evil would outreach to hurt the ones around him. Especially the ones he loved.
Capricorn's eyes lifted from hers and she finally released her breath.
Meggie felt so unsure of herself with all these emotions rolling around, that; eyes downcast she left the room without a backwards glance, feeling Capricorn's eyes follow her. Dustfinger and the anger at him had been replaced by a bitter sadness, a memory, ignorance replaced by growing up too fast.
Entering the hall that led to her bedroom she let her nails glide along the walls, and for the first time in a long time she felt cold.
She hit me. But worse was the look In her eyes, she was empty and cold. One look and I could tell.
Whatever bright spark that had been Meggie had long left, and a part of me knew it was my doing. I had unintentionally stole her innocence.
Yet as she yelled in my face, with a passion that took my breath and even my heart away I saw a flicker; small yet hopeful, one that was something other than anger. It hurt to acknowledge it but it was most assuredly hurt, blame and despite her hurtful and hateful words I made myself a promise that I would save her.
Save her from whatever she was in on the verge of descending into, whether that be Capricorn or herself. There would be no limits. I would do anything for this beautiful, fiery woman before me.
Once she had left I spat blood on the floor, attracting the unwanted attention of Capricorn back to me. It had not escaped my notice the look between the two.
I had known Capricorn too-long not to know what that look meant. It was possessive and domineering, the very image of a man who desired something and would stop at nothing to have it.
Capricorn was only a few years older than myself, perhaps in his early thirties, despite this a wave of nausea came over me as I imagined the two together, quickly replaced by an absurd swell of jealously that sprang from my core.
"Well,well old friend, nice to have you home" he spoke softly, yet an edge of menace traced within it.
I swallowed a grimace, "This has never been my home and you know it." He bit back a smile, yet the smirk came free, stretching over his fair features.
"Well, I suppose your in the right place at the right time...we're soon to return" he paused awaiting my reaction and to my hatred I responded with disbelief "Don't play with Capricorn...I'm through with your games."
This time he laughed, loud and throaty, not entirely an unpleasant laugh yet it brought goosebumps to my skin, "now, now Dustfinger..we haven't even begun."
Also wondered if you'd like to see pictures of how I imagine all the characters? Don't fear Dustfingers the same! It might make you more understanding of Capricorn and Scorpio's hotness!