Z o m-bee-k a t {{T e s t i n g}} [DNP]

[z o m-bee-k a t]

Katarinia ||Isabelle || Corbane----

I don't know if you can hear me where ever you are, but just know I need you now more then ever d a d d y.

ღ_____ I'm starting to wonder what my true {p u r p o s e} is;;

I shouldn't have been the one that lived. I'm not worthy.


She watched him as he straightened his posture after clearing his throat. Those charming lips of his parted, and he spoke to her. He told her that he believed that she'd had too much excitement for her first day of being awake, which while she wanted to disagree, she could see his point. He continued on telling her that he would have to restrict the rest of their activities for the night to her bed, for he didn't want her overwhelming her weakened body and becoming sicker. A slight smile crept onto her lips as he spoke. It was so sweet how he cared for her, even when he didn't have to. He could have simply sent her on her way, now that she was awake. Instead he was telling her to rest, not wanting her to get any worse than she already was. He then informed her that he would bring her up some tea, and then they would find a relaxing way to entertain themselves. She smiled at him, for tea sounded lovely. With a nod of her head, she confirmed that such things were fine with her. The stern tone to his voice showed the sincerity that he cared, though the smirk on his lips showed that he wasn't doing it out of anything but pure worry and concern. She swiped some hair out of her face and watched as he stood, and left. As soon as he was out of the room, Luce came out from underneath the bed. Quickly he slithered his way up one of the bed posts to the bed, where he warmly curled around Kat's body. Kat gave a soft smile, running her gentle hands up and along the long snake's beautiful golden scales. He nuzzled into her face affectionately, and she let out a soft laugh. Giving the snake a small kiss upon the head, she took in a breath. She was very excited to tell Luce about her adventures of the day.

"Oh Luce! Today was a wonderful day. Vince and I went on a walk and--"

She was cut off as the snake let out a gentle hiss, signalling to Kat that he wished for her to listen. She fell silent, the excitement slowly melting from her face. Usually when Luce hushed her, it didn't mean anything good. Her eyes remained on the golden snake, as his black eyes lowered from her own. It seemed as if he was hesitant, reluctant to speak to her. But he knew that he had to, he had to say something to snap her into reality or no one would.

"Kat... I know you enjoy the presssencccee of this young man. But you mussst keep in mind, dear, that he isss ssstill a sssstranger. One day of knowing him provesss nothing. You know very little about him, and you mussst remember that. I know it isss disssapointing to hear it from me, but I only want to keep you sssafe. I alsssso don't want you becoming harmed... You and I both know how easssily you become attached to people, and then it hurtsss you to leave them. It issss a pain that tearsss my heart to bitsss. Sssso pleassse, for your sssake, do not become too attached to thissss boy. We will be leaving ssssooon."

His words echoed within Kat's mind, as her eyes diverted away from him as if she were a child being scolded for wanting to take a wild animal home. She could feel her excitement about the possibility of having a new friend be torn apart with every lispy word that Luce spoke. But despite how much she hated to hear those words from him, she knew that he had a point, that in the long run he was right and he was only looking out for her best interest. She offered a sad smile to Luce, as she gave him a nod to signify that she understood what he was speaking of, and what he meant. With that, a soft sigh escaped Kat's delicate lips. She scooted down into the bed, pulling Luce closer to her as the reality that she would be alone forever started to sink back in. Her eyes lowered, and she thought of her family. She missed them so much. She missed the time that she lived in, she missed her house and her siblings, she missed the warmth that had once filled her soul to the brim. This purpose that her family had been condemned to was more like a curse, an awful plague that she could not shake herself of. No matter how much she wanted to just be free, no matter how much she wanted to just give up and be happy, she knew that she never could. There was no giving up, no pasisng it on to another generation. She was the last. The one remaining Corbane left in existance would have to finish this mission. She took in a breath, and looked at Luce. Her lips parted, and just as she was about to speak, she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She sat back up in bed, and released Luce, who quickly slithered from Kat, and back under the bed to safety.

Her eyes rose up to Vincent as he returned to her room, holding tea that smelt absolutely wonderful. He handed it to her, informing her that it was chamomile and honey tea, also cautioning her of the heat. She smiled brightly to him, "Thank you. It smells wonderful." she said softly, as she held the fragile tea cup ever so carefully in her hands. He sat down at the end of the bed, and she brought the tea cup to her beautiful lips, taking in a sip just as his eyes fell to her's again. She paused, and they locked eyes for just a moment before Vincent spoke, his curiosity putting Kat on edge again. When he asked her about how she had obtained her injuries, she about choked on her tea, but covered that up by simply holding her breath, and swallowing slowly. She took a second before setting her teacup over on the nightstand, as her eyes rose back up to Vincent.

The C l u e l e s s Assassin

I don't k n o w how I should f e e l

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Born of human parents, no one ever considered that there would be a wild child, an actual Tarzan of sorts. Such beings only existed in stories, and perhaps even in history; but they no longer existed in this day and age. But of course, there is always one incident, one odd happening that makes people question this certainty. And Kiziah, happened to be right in the middle of one of these situations.

Her parents were explorers, lovers of the world. They spent all of their time travelling and learning about new cultures. When going on an exploration tour in Africa, the couple stumbled upon a tribe of people. At first hostile, the tribe was terrified of the newcomers; but it didn't take long for them to realize that these newcomers meant no harm. They welcomed them, and after spending days with the tribe, the couple fell in love with their ways. The couple decided to stay, and with permission of the tribe's leader, they became apart of the tribe. The couple learned much from the tribe, and the tribe learned just as much from the couple, including some english words. After a year and a half of being with the tribe, Kiziah's mother became pregnant with Kiziah. Nine months later, and Kiziah was born; having been named after the tribe's word for light hearted. It seemed as if they would be happy, tucked away in their quaint little home in the forest. But after five years of happiness, the family and tribe was attacked.

War had ravaged Africa, and despite the protection of the forest, it had spread to the tribe. They were ambushed in the dead of night, and with little defenses, many were killed; including Kiziah's parents. The crying, scared little girl was scooped up by a fleeing tribe member, and saved from death. The pair hid away in the deepest parts of the forest for days, until finally returning to the ruins of the tribe. There were several survivors; but many of them were injured and would not live much longer. They knew they would be unable to care for Kiziah, and so, they decided that the only way to save the girl was by preforming an ancient ritual on her. They took her into the forest, by a hidden stream, and cleansed her soul. They rubbed a bright orange-red clay into her beautiful blond hair until it changed to the color of the clay permanently. and then, using a black ink, they spotted patterns across her hair, striping it like a tiger's fur. While doing this, the few remaining tribal members chanted, dropping powders and sands on her, sending their prayers for her safety to the gods themselves. They were blessing Kiziah, and granting her the power of camoflauge in the forest. Her hair would grow the way it had been dyed, fire red and striped, she would forever been seen as a tiger by the forest; a fearful predator.

Kiziah would be the very last person to ever recieve such a blessing from this dying tribe. With the ritual preformed, the healthiest remaining tribe member took her to the part of the forest dominated by tigers. And then, giving the child a hug, and a wish for good luck, he turned and left the girl. The scared little Kiziah cried, hiding in a tree trunk out of fear. After hours of crying, she was found by a beautiful tigeress and her two cubs. The scared little girl stared at this beautiful beast with wide eyes. Staring at the tiger's fur, she quickly stared at her own hair. She must have been one of them. She climbed out of the tree trunk reluctantly, tears dripping down her face. Shaking, she crawled over to the tiger on all four of her legs; mimicking the movements she had witnessed the tiger preforming. The tiger leaned her head down, and she took in a breath, sniffing Kiziah. The tiger did not pull back and attack, nor did she saunter off. Instead, she knelt down, and allowed for Kiziah to climb onto her back. Kiziah did, and from that point on she had been inseparable from the tigers. The tiger that had saved her had been considered Kiziah's mother since she could remember. And she grew up with the two cubs. Unfortunately, Kiziah's "mother" died of old age when Kiziah was twelve years of age, and one of the cubs she considered to be her siblings, had been killed from a hunter. With only the tiger that Kiziah knew as her 'big brother', named Saku, she's grown fierce and independant.

She's learned the forest like the back of her hand, and is as wild as the tigers are. She hunts, she kills, and she behaves like a tiger. Little does she know her world is about to be shattered...

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hello my name is ;; Z o m-bee-k a t!
But you can call me Kat, Zombee, ZomZom, or whatever else you wish. o3o

Let's see what I can come up with here...

I'm eighteen years of age [Making me even more barely legal than Windy! ;oo], and I too live in an itsy bitsy town you've most certainly never heard of. I graduated High School at the age of seventeen, and am currently taking one year off before I start college, to save up money and to simply enjoy life. When I do attend, I hope to further my passion for writing, and even perhaps become a creative writing teacher; though my real dream is to be a published author. I'm pretty much what you would consider to be a wild child. I love being outside in nature, exploring and climbing things like trees and the massive granite "mountains" we have around here. I swim in the lakes, the quarries, and any other clean place I can find. I spend a lot of the time at the park with my friends and boyfriend, swinging, hiding up in the towers at night, and generally running around, [my favorite game to play there is hide and seek tag in the dark.] I love dancing in the rain, and jumping in puddles, and I have a habit of clinging onto any pole I can find when on walks with my boyfriend. I'm the kind of girl that's going to hug tackle you at a full on run, screaming the entire time. I break into random dances, and turn the most common things into songs. I'm pretty goofy as I'm told, and I have a talent for making people laugh with my antics. I have childish ways, but I'm rather mature for my age. I've always been a bit ahead of my age group, for whatever reason I seem to have a wisdom beyond my years I'm told. I'm the problem solver of the group, the shoulder to cry on, and the girl that's gonna whoop some a** if someone hurts my friends. I'm good at listening and comforting, but even better at breaking faces. I have an interest in history but unfortunately, I'm no good on retaining historical information. I mix dates up, and I can't tell you much about history in general. I try, though. I've always been interested in photography; and try to practice every now and then. I have no religion, and I like to keep my mind open; though I've developed my own personal views on life and why we are here. I'm a very open minded person, and I'm the last to judge. Writing is definitely my strong talent; I can write something better than I could ever say it. I lovelovelove horror movies, the cheesy, the horrifying, and the down right awful ones. I have silly fears such as; bees/wasps, small/dark/cramped places I can't get out of, fire, deep water, and the feeling of constriction/restrain. But otherwise, I'm quite the daredevil. I have a weakness for animals; and I cannot stand to see/or hear of them being harmed or killed. I cry every time. I don't know why. Damn those ASPCA commercials. ;; I suppose that's it for now, ask me questions if you wish to know anything else! :B

i love, love, love ;; to pass the time by. . .
Writing is and has been one of my main hobbies since I was eleven years old. I've been writing for seven years and not once has it failed to hold or peak my interest. I honestly believe that writing is the very thing I was put on this Earth to do. Writing is a very big part of who I am; it brings me a happiness that I cannot compare to anything else. Writing is my passion, it is my reason, it is the very thing that keeps me sane. I can write a variety of genres, but I have a very strong attachment to the fantasy genre. Being able to simply create a world and characters without the bounds of this world brings me a joy I cannot explain. I put a lot of myself into my writing, and my characters generally tend to hold traits that I hold; or have similarities to me. I can't really explain why I do that, or how I even started that, but I feel that in giving them bits of me, I'm making them more real; whole. I can spend the whole day writing if I'm given the time, and most days I wouldn't want to do anything else. I would rather write than do most other things, such as play sports, watch television, or go shopping. When I'm not writing, I'm thinking about it. I'm always trying to figure out new plot twists, new stories, and new characters. Ideas tend to come to me at the most random of moments, and I've even written a few plot lines out from my dreams. It seems that no matter where I go, or what I'm doing, writing is there with me; and I would have it no other way. I pour everything I can into my writing, every fiber and bit of me goes into whatever I'm writing in that moment. Writing is as big of a part of me, as I am in my writing.

Generally I'm good with writing short stories and such. I can do poetry, but I'm not very good at it. My emotional writing is...Well I'm not really sure because I'm emotional when I write it. I've been told that in my raw states I can write some pretty powerful stuff though. ;]


Being with Friends My friends are in every sense of the statement; my everything. I wouldn't be who I am today without my friends. I love them all to death. My friends are very very important to me; without them I would be completely and totally lost. They keep me strong, they support me, they love me, and they never fail to make me smile. I've got some of the most amazing friends in the entire world; and I feel like the luckiest girl in the whole wide world to have them as my friends. I'm with my friends as much as I possibly can; finding their presence more comforting than being at home. My friends and I have some crazy adventures together and they never fail to keep things interesting. I enjoy doing all kinds of things with them, whether it be something simple like going on a walk down town, or playing crazy games throughout the town like car tag, hide and seek in the dark tag, sardines, food fights, and swimming in the quarry holes. I don't have the best family life, and so my friends have kind of given me a second family to go to. They're always there to support and encourage me. I wouldn't trade a single one of them for the world. I honestly don't know what I would do without them. I would be totally lost.


Exploring I love to simply get out of the house and explore. I live in a very small town, with all kinds of forests and ravines surrounding it. I love to slip back into the depths of the ravines and find new routes around town and such. I love climbing in the trees and sitting atop the hills to watch the sun set. I walk pretty much where ever I go, and because of this I do have a knack for exploring. I like climbing the granite mountains and going out on "adventures" in the forests and refuge. I love being surrounded by nature; it's beautiful and going on walks always clears my mind. It's one of the most relaxing things in the world to go on a nice long walk with some music and not a care in the world. I've found some pretty cool places in my explorations; and find that the more I explore the more I find. I don't plan on stopping that any time soon.

imma zone out ;; so hardcore on these shows. . .
My favorite shows are;; |House|Invader Zim|Project Runway|So You Think You Can Dance|America's Got Talent|16 and Pregnant|Teen Mom|Intervention|Ren and Stimpy|Courage the Cowardly Dog|Hoarding: Buried Alive|The OCD Project|Obsession|If You Really Knew Me|The Young and the Restless[XD Shush, I grew up with it.]|Family Guy|Robot Chicken|Samurai Champloo|Fullmetal Alchemist|Wolf's Rain|Blood Plus|Cowboy Bebop|Tosh.0|Maury|The Ellen Degeneres Show|Dr.Oz|Son's of Anarchy|Hell's Kitchen|Gene Simmons: Family Jewels|Spongebob|Animal Cops|Planet Earth|Ghost Hunters|Whose Line is it Anyway?|The Real Housewives of New Jersey [Lmao]|The Real Housewives of DC|Glee|Rocko's Modern Life|AAAH! Real Monsters!|Are You Afraid of the Dark?|That's So Weird|Truth or Scare|Aqua Teen Hunger Force|The Chapelle Show|Futurama|


My favorite movies are;;
|The Crow|Edward Scissorhands|The Nightmare Before Christmas|Corpse Bride|Juno|Benny and Joon|The Man Who Cried|Finding Neverland|Armageddon|Dragonheart|Avatar|Repo! The Genetic Opera|Taken|The A-Team|Paranormal Activity|The Saw Series|The Mummy Series|The Lord of the Rings Triology|Sweeny Todd|Pirates of the Carribbean Series|Up|Kung Fu Panda|Alice in Wonderland [Both]|Princess Mononoke|Howl's Moving Castle|Van Helsing|The Underworld Series|The Blade Series|Madea's Family Reunion|Click|Reign on Me|The Waterboy|The Hot Chick|The Animal|A Beautiful Mind|One Flew Over the Coocoo's Nest|Young Frankenstein|The Ghost And Mr.Chicken|Saving Private Ryan|Black Hawk Down|Behind Enemy Lines|The Notebook|Girl,Interrupted|The Alien Series|Balto|The Fox and the Hound|Mulan|Human Centipede [had to]|The People Under the Stairs|Seven Pounds|I Am Legend|Zombieland|Kick a**|Eastern Promises|Hidalgo|Running With Scissors|Requiem For a Dream|The Fourth Kind|Next|Austin Powers|The Guardian|Silent Hill|Homeward Bound|Radio|What's Eating Gilbert Grape?|The Curious Tale of Benjamin Button|Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs|Kung Pow: Fists of Fury|Monkey Bone|Rock My World|Excess Baggage|I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry|The Dark Knight|The Reluctant Astronaut|The Shakiest Gun in the West| And many, many more. ;]

inspiration ;; comes from. . .
My current musical obsession is;;
IAMX, 30 Seconds to Mars, Flyleaf, Cee Lo Green, and Breathe Carolina. ;]

I listen to all this;;
|A Perfect Circle|Trillit|A Rocket to the Moon|Mayday Parade|Marilyn Manson|Puscifer|Gnarls Barkley|The Darkness|Atreyu|Bullet for My Valentine|Wolfsheim|The Cruxshadows|Creed|Lady Gaga|Three Days Grace|Three Doors Down|Blue October|The Beatles|Bob Marley|David Bowie|The Allman Brothers|Sky Sailing|Owl City|Stutterfly|Skillet|Sixx: A.M.|Seether|Saosin|Kill Hannah|SafetySuit|Ra|Regina Specktor|The Format|Pink|Paramore|Panic at the Disco|Fall Out Boy|Breathe Electric|Artist vs Poet|Nine Inch Nails|Never Shout Never!|Miyavi|Michael Jackson|Micheal Buble|Louis Armstrong|Maroon 5|Linkin Park|Lily Allen|Lights|Josiah Lemming|Kerli|Katy Perry|John Mayer|Jason Mraz|Incubus|Thriving Ivory|HIM|Hellogoodbye|Goo Goo Dolls|Frank Sinatra|Forgive Durden|One Republic|Forever the Sickest Kids|The Follow Through|Dear Juliet|Chase Coy|My American Heart|A Fine Frenzy|Evanesence|Family Force 5|Five Finger Death Punch|Ennio Morricone|Duran Duran|Dope|Death Cab for Cutie|A Day Away|The Recieving End of Sirens|A Day to Remember|The Devil Wears Prada|Daft Punk|Crossfade|The Classic Crime|Chevelle|Charlotte Sometimes|Buckcherry|Brokencyde|Boyce Avenue|Blaqk Audio|Beyonce|Ben Folds Five|Malice Mizer|Miyavi|Dir En Grey|Avenged Sevenfold|Attack Attack!|Madina Lake|Audio Summer|Coldplay|All Time Low|Anberlin|Angel Taylor|Escape the Fate|Black Veil Brides|Amy Whinehouse|Kate Nash|AFI|Aerosmith|The Academy Is|


make my pixelated dreams ;; come true . . .


|Pale Marionette|Picolotrosso’s Urn x 3|Reve Rouille|Dappy Dandy|Fallen Wish| Merlin's Hat by Dernier*Cri|Kanoko's Dark Reflection|Kanoko's Nightmares|Solar Mage|Stage Makeup|Prince Patchouli|Sable Monarch|Skullheads|Prince Antoine|Midnight Club|Keiongaku Style|Bellissimo Pianoforte|Azuramella|Inari's Beads|Charlemagne's Heart|Hyde's Bloodlust|Checkered Nightmare x 2|The Nightmare x 2|Prince Vetiver x 3|

Also check my wishlist. :3

[z o m-bee-k a t]

Samples here for nao :]]

Will Do;;

Dark Fantasy
Epic/High Fantasy
Low Fantasy
Magic Realism

Sci-Fi

Hard SF
Soft SF

Do note, I’m much better at Soft SF than Hard SF

Cyberpunk

<3

Steampunk

<3 <3 <3

Science Fantasy
Horror

[Do note, I’ve not written much in the realm of horror; so consider this. . . Experimental xP

Anything that is in the least bit macabre

Romance betwixt either gender

xMost anything else on the emotional spectrum :]]
xMost anything that is NOT on the Won't Do list

The following fanfiction;;
Blood +
Ergo Proxy
Sanctuary
Stargate
Firefly
Repo! The Genetic Opera (Yes yes yes!)
Pokemon

I will not do pokemanz secks. I will not do canon characters – Ocs only. :]]

Harry Potter

I will not do canon characters – Ocs only. :]] Though I might consider a DracoxGryffindor girl type of story if it’s compelling enough << >>

Elfen Lied
Most anything that is NOT on the Won’t Do list. If I’ve never heard of it, I will do one of two things; Decline or ask you to give me LOTS of info on it.



Won’t Do ;;
Historical Fiction Post 18oos

I will however consider writing something taking place in the Roarin’ Twenties, or possibly WWII.

Bodice Busters & Harlequin Romance
[********. Dat. s**t.

Mystery.

I’m not good at hiding things

Whatever One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest is counted as. . .
Family fiction
Westerns

Unless they’re that cute Buddhist Cowboy that I’ve seen around here in this odd town, cowboys irk me. Most Western concepts bore me. Although. . . I do love Cormack McCarthy’s westerns. . .

Hardcore secks scenes >>
Furries and furry secks

Like with many "art" type artists here, anthropomorphic characters are fine. Tails, wings, ears, whatever. A few scales here and there, two forms, whatever. That doesn’t weird me out. Something about Minnie Mouse making out with The Big Bad Wolf just gives me the willies >> My first encounter ever with furries involved raep and graphic secks. It scarred me. Pretty hardcore.

Incest

Creeps me da ******** out.

Shōjo stories
Shōnen stories

The following fanfiction;;
Dragon Ball Z
Naruto
Bleach
Most anything Shōjo or Shōnen

I just don’t dig it –Shrug--

Tennis Prince or anything of the like.
. . . Twilight D;<

Don’t get me started >>

Most anything that’s cutesy and romantic.
Soap opera fan fics.

Just covering my bases

Glee

I dig the show. But I doubt I could draw more than a page out of the chasms of my mind for a fan fic :/

BONES

I really don’t know much about forensics or anything. Which is probably why I ADORE the show. << >>

Same goes for most any crime drama
I’m sure this list will grow << >>

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➺ Why are your prices so high? I mean all you’re selling is stories. It’s not like I’m paying for art. Those numbers up there both confuse and enrage me D;<

The answer is simple. We are charging what we feel we’re worth, without cutting ourselves short or putting our writing up on some pedestal. We want to make this worth our while and so we’ve figured out the prices that will indeed make it worth our time. We don’t want to rip any one off, but we can’t undercharge to cheap people happy. If you don’t like our prices, don’t order. If it pisses you off we’re charging as much as we are, then simply leave this thread and seek out another one. And the fact of the matter is writing is an art form, and it takes just as much work to get a good story out as it does to get a good painting out. If we take 2o+ hours writing a twenty page story that someone has commissioned, we’re going to charge for it. We’re taking time out of our lives to do this, and we are doing are best to give our best. You don’t have to like it, but you can’t convince us we’re worth any less than what we charge; Kat and I KNOW how good we are, and we know just what we can do. Also: As a random R&C artist put it, 1mil is roughly worth $1o now (Cash shop items can be bought for ten dollars and then sold for one mil. We all know it.), and we feel our work is worth at least that – In fact, most magazines pay $.o5-$.10 a word. If a twenty page story is about 7,ooo words that amounts to $35o-$700 . Moral of the story? If you want us to put forth our very best into a story, pay us fairly.

➺ I’m not satisfied with my story. I want a refund right now. Give it to me, or else I’ll report you.

. . . We do refunds on all stories up to 1o pages. Anything above that is really a no go. 2o pages is a lot to get out. It’s a lot of work, time, and effort. If you really don’t like your story, well. Too bad I guess. We’ll work something else out with you if you remain civil and act couth so everyone remains happy campers ;D But gods be damned if we give up gold we put a lot of ourselves into to get. Also, read our personal TOS agreement thingie. :]] It states that upon commissioning us, you know full well you won’t receive a refund for a story over 10 pages and you agree to those terms :]]

➺ What do you mean you put a lot of yourself into the work you do?
Kat and I have found our passion in life is writing. We both aspire to be published authors, and to simply write until the day we die. We both find that if we can’t write for whatever reason, depression takes its hold. It might seem silly to you, but we REALLY DO put much of

xourselves into everything we write. It’s hard to explain in a manner that most get; but it doesn’t make it any less true. This is a big part of xthe reason we charge a lot too; we do put forth our very best in every tale we weave because in the end, that story becomes apart of us xand who we are. Yea, that sounds weird and crazy but it’s the simple truth of it.

➺ Will you write an essay for me that’s due for such and such class in three days? I’ll pay you lots and lots of gold.

x. . . NO. First of all, we don’t like writing our own essays. Secondly, that is plagiarism and is illegal. It’s also against the Gaia TOS (I do believe) and our TOS. So yea. Heeeeeellz naw we won’t do XXXyour home-work for you. Do XXXxyour own work you lazy b*****d.


➺ Will Windy write a DBZ fan-fic if I bribe her lots of gold?
x . . . Honestly? It’s not very likely. You gotta understand, gold is a big deal. But it’s not THAT big a deal compared to whether or not we xWANT to write the story you’re trying to commission us for. If we decline your offer, we’ll tell you if we feel the price isn’t good enough. xBut if we don’t say anything, it’s probably because we don’t like the prompt you’ve given us.

➺ It’s been a month since I ordered my ten page story. Where the hell is it? D;< Imma gonna spam your thread with angry messages until you get it to me.
xWe have lives. Windy works 3o hours a week, on a sporadic schedule, and has very limited internet access and must use her little xbrother’s laptop to write when at home, save the story onto a flash drive, and continue writing at the library when it’s open and she has xtime to finish it. Kat JUST graduated High School, is moving out of her house and out on her own, and is looking for a job. BOTH of us are xsaving up money to go to Ireland in the spring. We both have social lives. We will communicate to you any progress we make on your xstory, and will communicate to you when we haven’t made any progress on it for any reason. If you’re getting angry because we’re taking xtoo long, CANCEL THE TRADE. Ok? Ok.

➺ Can I pay you with items?
xYes. Yes you can :]] Look at our individual posts to see what items we want most; that would make us happiest :]] But if it’s not on our xwish list, but still is the equivalent or more of the price we’re asking for you can still pay us with it ^.^

➺ Will you write me a super explicit scene with lots of secks?
x . . . It’s really against the Gaia TOS to do so. Our stories technically can’t go over PG-13. But uh, Windy tends to do her violence over that xrating (at least, she thinks so). But sex. . . Rarely will we write out a whole scene. And we certainly won’t write a story that is only sex. If xyou REALLY want your two characters to go at it between the sheets. . . We will write it in a manner that is more surreal and artistic than xit is straight up overt description. In the Gaia TOS (well, the R&C forum sticky that pertains to nudity in artz) it states artistic nudity is fine (I xremember a comparison of Madonna on the Rocks to La Blue Girl. XDD) – I assume it would be the same for a story. Though, if I’m incorrect xin this assumption, someone please let us know XD (HINT: It would help if you’re characters are super sexy ;DD)

➺ So if I get caught plagiarizing your work, there really isn’t much you can do is there? >=D
xOh ho ho. You’re wrong there fictional question asker who is kind of a douche =P First of all, according to the Gaia TOS we can and will xreport you and you’ll get in twoouuubbbllleee. Plus, we could likely sue you IRL, even if we got little money out of it :]] And your credibility xwould be shattered. Karmically, you’d be ********. And Windy would consider asking her friend with ties in the Italian Mob for a “favor” if xyou catch my drift. O;<

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Don't you ever feel like you're destined for something bigger than your skin?

"Jaydah come back to us... Jaydah we need you. Jaydah... Jaydah come back..."

They never stopped; the whispers. They were a constant reminder of how much she wanted to go back to the underwater paradise. At first the whispers were faint, like a light breeze drifting through the back of her mind. They were easily ignorable and not much of an inconvenience. But as more time passed, the whispers grew louder and louder, they were a constant voice in her head, pleading for her to come back with an alluring voice that put poor little Jaydah into a frenzy. The time she spent in the cell was also maddening. She couldn't run, she couldn't leave, she couldn't be free. That thought alone was enough to drive poor Jaydah off of the edge of sanity, and it was progressing to that state rather quickly.

Jaydah's beautiful midnight blue eyes were worn and dulled; as if the very life had been sucked out of them. There were heavy bags under those eyes, showing Jaydah had not gotten any sleep in quite a while. She couldn't sleep, not with the whispers constantly tormenting her thoughts. Her skin had paled, and lost it's radiant glow. The vibrant, lively, warm Jaydah that everyone knew was no longer there. She had become a hollow shell of herself in those seven days. It was if the true Jaydah had burrowed deep inside herself to avoid all that was going on. For the last few days Jaydah hadn't moved much, she didn't eat, she didn't sleep, she just sat there like a lifeless doll; shrouded in the darkness of the corner. Jaydah hadn't spoken a word to anyone; the only sound she made was the soft singing to herself, humming, or whistling. Anything to keep the silence away. She couldn't stand the silence. This facility was like hell for Jaydah, and the few guards were thoroughly enjoying rubbing it in this girl's face.

"Jaydah..."

Another whisper tore into her mind, and she twitched as it echoed within her mind. Singing no longer worked to drown out the whispers, nor did humming or whistling. Her iPod would have helped greatly, if she had it. But, much to Jaydah's dismay, the guards had taken it away from her. Her pleading and begging for it back hadn't helped her situation any; for they had quickly discovered how much it meant to her. They had even tried using it as a bargaining chip against her, to get her to talk about Atlantis, but she refused. Jaydah just wanted to go back to their underwater city, she wanted to feel happy again. Being stuck in that cell, that god forsaken cell, was driving Jaydah absolutely positively crazy. She couldn't think straight, she couldn't even function properly. The situation had many of Jaydah's weak points pinned, and she wasn't handling it well at all.

She sat in her corner, with her hands covering her eyes to shield them from the annoyingly bright light shining above her. Tears pricked her midnight blue eyes as she thought about the paradise, and about what the government wanted to do it. She couldn't stand the thought to see such a beautiful place be ruined, tainted. Within seconds, Jaydah's silence was broken as sobs started to echo out. Just as Jaydah was hitting the peak of her weakness; a guard happened to be walking by. He stopped, staring in at the girl's cell at her, as if wondering why on earth she would be crying. His lips twitched to show a flash of a smirk, before he turned around and headed back the way he came. A minute or so he returned with one of his buddies, and a zebra printed rectangular device in hand. The two stopped in front of Jaydah's cell.

Jaydah did not notice their presence just outside her cell, she didn't even care. It was only when she heard a familiar song being played softly, and clearly through headphones, that Jaydah's head rose. Her eyes squinted in the bright light, but as soon as she caught sight of what the guard had in hand, she stood up. The guard noticed her reaction and smirked, and then approached her cell with a mischievous glance to his buddy. He put his hand through one of the cell slots, and held out her iPod to her. It wasn't a surprise what Jaydah did next. She dashed for that iPod like a starving animal to fresh food. She ran so quick, that she didn't have a chance to stop when the guard pulled the iPod back. She slammed hard into the bars.

BANG!

Jaydah's arm hit those bars so hard she couldn't help but to let out a scream so loud, she was sure that the spines of people miles away would shiver. Her tears fell faster as the pain radiated through her broken arm. But did that stop little Jaydah? No. She pushed her self against those bars as if she thought she could squeeze through if she pushed hard enough. She ignored the increasing pain in her arm, as she reached her good arm out of the bars, attempting desperately to grab her iPod. She needed it. She had to have it. She just wanted a bit of sanity! Her sobs grew louder, and she cried out, desperation filling her voice as the guard held it out before her, just out of her reach. After a few moments of watching her struggle, the guards grew tired of this poor girl's desperation, and walked away without a care in the world of how much misery they were causing her.

Jaydah watched them walk away with her sanity in hand, and her heart sunk into the pit of her stomach. An anger filled her in those moments that she couldn't explain, and she let out a sorrow filled yell of rage. She picked up her food tray and threw it against the bars with a clamoring bang. Her food splattered on the hallway outside of her cell. She stared at the squashed food all over the hallway floor, and then at the bars keeping her inside the cell. Hopelessness struck, and Jaydah slowly sunk down to her knees. She stared down at her broken arm as it throbbed with pain. Even the delicate tears falling from her face caused pain as they hit her injured arm. She closed her eyes, and drew in a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down.

"Jaydah we need you..."

They were unrelenting with their pleads for her, constantly persistent. She couldn't even take a deep breath without a whisper interrupting her. A deep sigh escaped Jaydah's lips, as she forced her mind to ignore the pain in her arm. Her mind wandered to Jax; her only friend. She wondered if he was all alright, or if he was suffering as much as she was. She lowered her body to a laying position on the floor, and she took in another breath. She missed Jax dearly, and wished that she could be with thim again. She worried for him all quite a bit too, considering her own suffering, she could only imagine what he was going through.

She took her good hand and ran one of her slender fingers across the floor, as if to draw herself a pretty picture on the cell floor. She was trying to get her mind off of all the possibilities of what could be happening to Jax, to the underwater city she adored so much. She rolled over, so she could be facing the wall, and not the barred cell door that held her in captivity. She didn't want to look at it, she didn't want to look at the spattered food that would most likely get her some more torment later on. She didn't want to know where she was, or what was going on. She closed her beautiful midnight blue eyes, and wished with all of her heart that she could simply be free. She opened her eyes in hopes of finding different scenery.

But much to her dismay, all she saw was the same old cement wall that she'd been staring at for the last seven miserable days. In those moments, Jaydah felt as if her heart was breaking under the pressure of all this stress. The need for her to feel free was crushing her hope. Tears pricked her beautiful eyes again, as she pulled her knees to her chest, and curled up into a small ball. She wanted to forget the world, and everything in it. She wanted to forget all that had happened. She wanted her father, she wanted him to wrap his big, strong arms around her and tell her that everything was going to be alright. She just wanted to smile again.

Oh what she wouldn't do to have Jax do one of his many antics in an attempt to cheer her up. He did have many antics, when Jaydah was down Jax seemed to be the first to step up to try and cheer her up. He would pick her up from behind and spin her around, sometimes he'd pretend to fall over on her, he'd blow in her face/hair and play with it, sometimes he'd start wrestling with her and he always resorted to cheating by tickling her. She would even go for when he would poke her in the arm, then when she looked at him he'd poke her in the forehead before continuing to poke her all over. No, what she could really use was what she called a Jax hug. Said hug included Jax picking Jaydah up, sitting down, setting Jaydah on his lap, and then wrapping himself around her in a bear hug that made Jaydah feel safe and secure.

A sob escaped Jaydah's lips.

There wasn't a thing in the world she wanted more than to feel safe and secure. She hated feeling as if she were constantly being watched by the many government officials that populated the building. She felt like a laboratory experiment being monitored for change. She felt vulnerable, she felt scared, and she felt all alone in a building full of people. Her tears hit the cell floor as she pulled her knees even closer to her chest, tightening up her already ball-like formation as if it were going to protect her. She just wanted to hide away from the government, from everything.

Just as Jaydah was starting to calm herself down, the same two guards that had tormented her were sent out to clean up the mess she had made via food tray. They stared at the splattered food upon the floor and bars in anger. They had gotten yelled at because this stupid teen had a fit and made a mess! They certainly weren't going to stand for that. They didn't even start to clean up her mess. Instead they grabbed the key for her cell and opened the cell door quietly. Jaydah was so lost in the whispers and attempting to calm herself down, that she hadn't even noticed the guards entering her cell.

"So you think you can just make a mess and not suffer consequences you bratty little b***h?!"

Jaydah jumped at the sudden voice booming over her, and just as she turned to face whatever had spoken to her, she was lifted up by the back of her neck. The guard was much larger than Jaydah, so he had no problem in wrapping his massive hands around her little neck. He tightened his grip around her neck, causing Jaydah to release a wheezy coughing noise as her little legs kicked, desperately searching for the ground. After a few moments, he threw her out into the hallway, knowing she wouldn't be able to run out of shock. She hit the floor and slid back, slamming against the wall opposite of her cell hard. She laid there for a moment, still coughing.

The other guard didn't miss a beat as he grabbed her and shoved her face into the food she had splattered all over the floor. He lifted her face from the food just for a second to allow Jaydah to spit out the food that had gathered in her mouth from the guard rubbing her face in it. She coughed and hacked, attempting to breathe while not inhaling the food the guard was shoving her face into. Her sobs were muffled as her face was shoved back down in the food and drug around some more until the guard were satisfied. They hadn't even noticed the commotion way down at the other end of the hallway to realize that a very angry Jax was headed their way.

They lifted little Jaydah up in a similar fashion as they had when first grabbing her, and they threw her back into her cell. She hit the floor and laid there, coughing and sobbing as she tried to regain her breath. She tried to wipe the food off of her face, so she could open her eyes and see clearly, but the guards weren't giving her any time to get back on her feet. The two of them rushed into the cell like angry bulls. She was lifted and slammed against a near by wall in a standing position. The older guard wasted no time in sliding his nasty hands up her leg, with a sickening grin upon his greasy face.

Jaydah let out a screech and reacted out of shock, kicking her legs hard into the guards stomach, sending him stumbling back a few feet while Jaydah hit the floor again. The second guard smacked her hard across the face. She let out a cry, as she scooted herself back into a corner, attempting to get away from the guards. The two men were angry, and hovering over her like a bunch of vultures around a freshly killed animal. Jaydah's midnight eyes closed in fear of what would happen to her, and as that fear settled in, Jaydah's little body began to shiver. She covered her ears with her hands and curled up into a ball again.

If only she had known her saviour was on his way.

At the clinking sound of a belt being undone, Jaydah pushed her hands against her ears tighter, and soft whimpers escaped her lips. She didn't hear the guards head smashing against the wall, nor did she notice when Jax took down the second guard. When Jax had first touched her, Jaydah had flinched away, letting out a soft cry. But the movements that followed showed Jaydah that whoever was touching her, was not a guard. As she was sat down, and then engulfed in Jax's arms, she realized who it was. That ever familar warmth couldn't be mistaken for anyone else. Jaydah opened her eyes and pulled her hands away from her ears just in time to hear Jax speaking to her, comforting her.

Instantly, little Jaydah burst out into sobs and tears, her little body shivering as she turned to look at Jax. At first what she saw, shocked her. There were little bits of blood spattered all over his face. She looked around to see the two guards laying, blood coming from both of them. He had indeed saved her. She returned her kind gaze back to Jax, and wasted no time in flinging her little arms around him in a tight embrace, while she sobbed into his shoulder. After a few moments in his arms, Jaydah did indeed calm down. He always knew how to comfort her, and she greatly appreciated it. Finally, she pulled away from him and looked at his face once more.

With no hesitation she licked her fingers and wiped away the little droplets of blood from his face. Blood didn't bother her, for goodness sakes her father had been a doctor after all, and she had witnessed many gruesome surgeries. A little bit of blood wasn't about to bug little Jaydah. She sniffled, not even bothering to wipe away her tears, for her face was pretty much drenched in them. She kicked back into her care taking mode and instantly she started to scan Jax's body for injuries. At first she didn't see anything, but a second glance caught the gashes on his wrists. She pulled his hands to her quickly, and wasted no time in tearing her dress into two long strips. She ran her fingers across the wounds gently to wipe away the excess blood, before wrapping them gently. And true to her powers, as she wiped away the blood, she took away the pain.

Sure, as she did such, she felt a slight pounding in her head, but she paid no mind to it in those moments. With Jax all bandaged up, she took in a breath and offered him the first smile that had graced her lips in seven days.

"Thank you for coming to save me, Jax. I don't know what I'd do without you. Sometimes, I swear you're a guardian angel sent to watch over us, you silly boy." she said playfully, despite the fact that there were a few tears still strolling down her red streaked cheeks. She was genuinely happy to see him. "I was starting to think I'd be stuck in here forever." she said, giving him a saddened smile. She looked away for a second, and gave a slight chuckle at herself. "And I've also discovered that I cannot handle seven days in a cell without becoming pathetically desperate..." she said, with her eyes diverting with a sort of shame. Why couldn't she be strong like him?

He reassured her, and she shook her head. She had a very firm belief that he had handled everything much better than she had. She giggled softly as he mentioned lighting one of the guard's hats on fire. She would have died to see that. She hadn't really done anything to the guards. She had found that in attempting to resist, she only got tormented, and so she had taken the route to avoid any sort of contact with them as much as possible.

She was torn from her thoughts as Jax poked her on the forehead with his nose. She stared at how close his face was to her, and she felt her stomach lurch nervously. She listened to him and watched as he spoke to her. It was in those moments when she realized how much she liked him again. The time spent away from him had torn her apart in ways she could not explain. She had never thought she would have been able to miss someone that much. It was if a piece of her had been missing in Jax's absence. She had a crush on this boy like no other. He was perfect to her in every way; though little Jaydah would never be able to openly admit it to him. Her nerves kept her from doing such. She was far too scared.

How could a boy so wonderful like a girl like her? He couldn't, or so she thought.

She shook her head and processed his words for a moment. Offering a slight smile and a nervous laugh, she nodded. Jax then unwrapped himself, and while Jaydah felt herself saddened by the sudden disappearance of his warmth and comfort, she was glad to be leaving. She looked up at him, and as she lifted her hand to his, she felt her hope be restored. Her little hand grasped his, and she pulled herself up, only to be lifted off of her feet seconds later. Thank goodness for the red streaks from her tears, for as soon as their faces got close again, Jaydah blushed like no other. They stared at one another for a few seconds before both looking away. Jaydah looked towards their freedom, and with every step Jax took, she felt better.

Her heart was racing as well as her mind. There was so much to process! She looked down at her hands, and remembered all of their belongings were in a little storage room just down the hall. "Let's get our stuff, first." she said smiling slightly at him before pointing in the direction of the room. The two made their way there quickly, and just as they arrived the alarm started to sound. They were running out of time. Crawling out of Jax's arms to let him pick the lock, Jaydah waited anxiously for the door to open. Between the loud alarm and focusing on Jax getting the lock picked, she did not notice the very large guard creeping up behind her. Within a split second the guard had reached down and grabbed Jaydah by her ankles, and pulled her down. Her face slammed into the floor, and before she knew it she was being dragged off by the guard.

She waved Jax off, wanting him to continue focusing on the lock, while she handled this. There was a spark in those midnight eyes in those moments as she stared at Jax. They were so close, she certainly wasn't going to let their freedom be ripped from them again! And with that determination set in her mind, Jaydah grabbed onto the nearest door frame and held on. The guard tried to pull her from it, but she just kept pulling. Jaydah was little, and Jaydah was breakable, but Jaydah was strong, and flexible. As soon as she could, she flipped around so she was facing the guard and pushed herself further backwards, using the doorframe as support. Then, just as the tension between the two hit it's peak, she let go and the two went flying forward.

The guard stumbled and landed on the ground, and little Jaydah was up on her feet very quick. Before the guard knew it, Jaydah's foot met with his stomach, and then the side of his face. As he attempted to recover from the kick Jaydah hopped on top of him, ripped off her shoe, and started wailing him in the face via shoe. Sure, a shoe wasn't very hard, but it hurt when it was being shoved into your face at full force by a very angry, determined girl. She would have punched, but with her arm broken, it wasn't very smart to do so. After he was barely able to stay concious from the shoe to face confrontation, Jaydah returned her shoe to her foot, and then with precise aim, proceeded to jump and land right on the man's most sensitve area.

He sat up quickly, wailing out of reflex, only to have his thick head met with Jaydah's knee. His wail was cut short into a sort of yelp, and then he fell backwards, and hit the ground, knocked out cold. She took a moment to make sure he was out, before returning to Jax, barely winded by the encounter. She smiled at him, and wiped a few strands of peach pink hair out of her eyes.

"Did I do okay?"

Jax's reaction made Jaydah smile, he was so silly sometimes! She took in a breath and watched as he picked the door lock, waiting anxiously for that door to open. She just wanted to get out of there as soon as they possibly could. She didn't want to deal with any more guards, any more government, anymore torment. She just wanted to get their stuff, and get out of there. Luckily, Jax got the door open and the two walked inside the very hospital-esque room. Jax started tearing open the many plastic containers, looking for his stuff rather quickly. Jaydah on the other hand took her time to delicately open the boxes and grab her stuff. She didn't have as much as Jax to grab, and after retrieving all of her belongings she stood patiently and waited for Jax. There was a slight concern showing in those beautiful midnight eyes of her, for she simply didn't want to get captured again.

He offered a sheepish smile, and she gave him a bright smile right back. He told her to lead the way, and with a slight smile, she grabbed the long sleeve of his shirt and started walking. It was the closest Jaydah would get to actually holding hands with him, without actually doing so. It was her own odd way of being close to him without being too close to him and making it obvious how much she liked him. She walked through the halls with a quickened place. Thank goodness she had remembered the way to the exit! She made the trip to the exit very quickly, knowing that as soon as they got outside they'd have to move fast or they'd be caught again. And just as Jaydah thought, there were guards rushing from outside, to in as they reached the doors leading to their freedom. She pushed the doors open, and her grip went from grabbing hold of his sleeve, to his wrist.

She shot him a look as if to tell him to get himself ready, and then without much other warning, little Jaydah darted off, dragging Jax along with her. Her little legs carried her far, and they carried her fast. She knew Jax would be able to keep up, for his legs were much longer than her's were. She darted through the gaps in the guards, dodging them with ease. She was struggling with keeping her running steady, due to lack of use of her legs. Her legs hurt as they ran, and they were starting to feel like jello. She ignored these uncomfortable feelings and simply focused on the path ahead of them. They had to get to the water.

Unfortunately, it seemed as if the guards knew that they would be headed towards the water, and started blocking off the places where the land slowly lowered into the water. After being cut off the third or so time, Jaydah was starting to lose hope. She knew the area, but not that well, and they didn't have the time to go running around the island looking for a shore. She headed towards the end of the island closest to where they were at the moment. With guards following closely behind them, they were running out of time. Finally, they reached the edge of the island, but they didn't go right off of it. In fact, at the sight of it Jaydah skidded to a halt, nearly toppling over the edge. Her heart sank at the sight of what lay before them.

Better said, what lay below them.

Jaydah's heart sunk into her stomach, and her stomach shot into her throat as she stared down at the water. It wasn't a few foot drop, oh no. It had to be at least a good 50 foot drop. She stopped and stared, in shock and fear. Her eyes met with the gently crashing water beneath them. They were so close to freedom. Her heart was racing, and she took a deep breath. She started to shake. Jaydah wasn't really a fan of heights... Let alone cliffs that lead to crashing black water after a terrifying 50 foot or so drop. She could hear the guards not far behind them, yelling and calling. They didn't have time to run. They didn't have time to escape to anywhere else. Her hand let go of Jax's wrist and she pushed some hair out of her face, a nervous habit she displayed when scared. Her hand shook. She looked behind them. She could see the guards coming. Her terrified eyes went to Jax, searching for some sort of comfort. She was scared, no utterly terrified to jump. She didn't think she had the courage to just jump.

Tears pricked little Jaydah's eyes.

The guards were coming...

"Jax... I'm scared." she uttered, her voice cracking.

Jaydah did not want to be the reason they got captured again.

She slung her arms around Jax, and little Jaydah closed her eyes, beginning to sob.

She knew they had to jump... But she didn't think she had the courage.

The instant that Jax's arms closed around Jaydah, she felt the fear start to melt away just a bit. He lifted her off the ground, and then Jaydah realized what he was doing. Her midnight blue eyes rose up to his, and as he started to move to the cliff, Jaydah found herself unable to look away from that gripping gaze of his. Her arms tightened around him, trying not to focus on what was to come. He spoke to her, keeping her occupied as he leaped off the cliff. A squeal emerged from Jaydah's lips as they started to fall, the air rushing past them at an alarming rate. Out of reflex she looked down, and as she seen the oncoming water, Jaydah felt as if she were going to faint. She knew they wouldn't hit rocks, because she trusted Jax's ability to protect her and keep her safe in any situation. But the fact was, they were falling off of a cliff, into water.Jax finished his sentence with a reassurance that he would protect her, and then he kissed her on the forehead.

Wait, what?

Jaydah's eyes widened and her jaw slacked stupidly as she felt those warm lips prssed against her forehead. Was this really happening? Her heart felt as if it were going to jump out of her chest. Her lips parted; she had something to say.

SPLASH!

The water enveloped them entirely, and with that Jaydah's words were gone. The shock of the cold water hitting her skin tore Jaydah from any thoughts she had been having in those moments. Her midnight eyes shot open, and she looked around. Her eyes adjusted quickly, and she drew in a deep breath. It felt wonderful to be in the water again. She looked up for just a second, catching a glimpse at the glittering stars above them. It was if those little stars speckled above them were little shards of hope shining down on them. She was thrown back into reality as the first of many bullets tore through the water. Of course, the bullets posed no threat to the two teens who were deep enough to be safe. She and Jax began to spin, and it was only then when she realized that she was still latched onto him like a gluttonous little leech.

They were free.

That thought brought a wave of emotions that Jaydah couldn't handle. The little bit of composure she had was lost as she realized what they had just done. Bubbles escaped her lips in a flurry as she buried her face into his chest, sobbing. She shut her eyes, and tried to focus on the fact that they would be back to the underwater paradise soon. Jax's arm came around her in the most comforting manner that he could manage at the moment, and he began to swim. Within a matter of minutes, they were pulled up to an air pocket in the cave they entered. They emerged from the water, and Jaydah took in a sobbing breath as she shivered and shook like a scared little puppy. She shushed herself as Jax whispered to her, calming her down as he always seemed to do. Finally, he pried her from his chest just to swipe her soaked peach hair out of her face. Her midnight eyes opened, and she was greeted with one of Jax's smiles.

She smiled back without hesitation.

They were almost there, and Jax said they only had to walk a little ways. He stood, then reached his hand down to grab her wrist. But for whatever reason, his hand drifted and caught onto her hand. His smile altered, and Jaydah felt her face light up quicker than a gasoline fueled fire. Cheeks ablazed and embarrassment abound, Jaydah was pulled into a standing position and the two started walking slowly. She walked just slightly behind him, her eyes staring at their interlocked hands the entire way. She had become so distracted with attempting to understand what that meant, that she didn't notice the brilliant blue lights surrounding them as they reach the moss covered part of the cave. They were so close, and yet all Jaydah could focus on was the way his longer fingers had entwined themselves into her smaller ones. This was a first for the socially awkward hotel maid who never had time for friends, let alone any sort of romantic relationship. Jaydah bit her lip, and she felt her stomach churn as she come to a very horrid realization.

She had no idea what the hell she was doing.

Jaydah was pulled from her thoughts as Jax veered into their spare entrance. Her eyes met with the little 'J' carved into the moss, just beneath a blue light. Her lips twitched into a smile, they were so close. Within moments they were staring down to that beautiful, familiar pool of blue water. The bags were dropped in with a little sploosh, and then Jaydah turned to Jax, feeling the anxiety rising from her toes to her nose. Before she knew it she was embraced in those warm arms again, with a chin atop her head, and a heartbeat to her face. Her arms went around him too, squeezing him back just as tight. They had made it, they were safe and free. They had done it. She took in a deep breath, feeling so relieved to be standing so close to the underwater paradise. She smiled, listening to Jax speak. He stuttered at first, fumbling over his words. What had he almost said? She didn't have time to ask, for as soon as he pulled away, he motioned towards the entrance to the underwater world they both loved. She smiled at him, lighting up brighter than lights on christmas.

"I'm very ready. Thank you for getting us back here, Dancer." she said.

She took hold of Jax's hand, and gripped it tight. Looking at him with a bright smile, she jumped in, and pulled him down with her.

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Don't you ever dream of a place that's better or a life that's greater?

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Don't you ever feel like you're destined for something bigger than your skin?

Splash!

Jaydah jumped into the water with her hand gripping Jax's tightly. She pulled him down with her, and the two submerged together. As soon as the water engulfed her little body, Jaydah felt better. The cold water hitting her skin gave her a sense of freedom and relief that she'd been longing for days. Pulling down Jax with her, it seemed as if Jaydah hit the water in slow motion, making it all the better for her. As soon as the two of them were fully submerged Jaydah's little hand released Jax's so he could swim freely or do as he pleased. She didn't move, and simply allowed herself to sink. Jaydah let her body relax, and she leaned her head back, as if she were allowing the water to wrap itself around her like a warm, fuzzy blanket. The cold, invigorating tingle of the magic in the water took over her entire body, and Jaydah was enjoying every second of it. It seemed as if in those moments, Jaydah's vibrant glow had returned.

The tears from Jaydah's face were gone, along with the bright red streaks that had perched upon her cheeks only moments ago. Her pale skin seemed to brighten and warm itself to a porcelain glow, and her cheeks once again held a kiss of blush. It was if the water had brought back Jaydah's color, her vigor, and her life. The shell had broken, and Jaydah was back.

Her eyes opened after a few moments, and then a gentle smile graced those beautiful lips. It had taken Jaydah days to break down in that cell, and only moments to recover in the water. She took in a deep breath, before using her arms to pull her body into an underwater twirl. Her smile grew as her spin slowed to an eventual stop, and she looked around in the dark, mystical water. She could see clearly already, and was relieved that the whispers were gone. There was no more pull on her body, no interrupting voices in her mind, she finally felt normal again. The happiness Jaydah was feeling in those moments was so enormous she felt like she was simply going to explode. The smile on her face said it all.

They were home.

Jaydah's brilliant midnight eyes fell upon Jax as he swooped down to get the bags. Tilting her head to the side slightly, a soft smile fell upon her lips as she watched him come back towards her. He gestured towards the bags, telling her that they should find a place to put their bags. She nodded in agreement. They most certainly wouldn't be heading to the surface soon if Jaydah had anything to do about it. She didn't want to get captured again, she didn't want to deal with those stupid cells again. A shudder ran down her spine at the mere thought of going back to that cold, cement cell of hell. She took in a breath, and looked around. Well, at least the time spent in the cell hadn't totally ruined her. She still had a pretty good idea of where everything was.

"We should just put it in the main tower. Everything is just easier to find there." she said softly, before starting to swim there. After a few strokes, she stopped, pausing to think. She turned around, her eyes again falling upon Jax. Her smile grew, consuming more of her face as a rather mischievous look crossed her face.

"I think we should have some fun, Jax! I'll race you there. If you catch me before we get there you win! If I beat you without getting caught, I win! Winner gets to pick what we do all the rest of tonight!" she said, her voice ringing with a happiness that had been gone for nearly seven days. "Unless you're too chicken, of course." she said, giving a taunting bob of her head as she spoke. The look that crossed Jax's face told Jaydah that he was most certainly up for a challenge. She knew better than anyone that Jax wasn't going to let a girl, especially Jaydah tease him without accepting a challenge. Jax was most certainly not one to allow himself to be teased without some sort of comeback. He was far too proud for that.

And with a gentle giggle, Jaydah turned and sped off in a flurry of bubbles. She was indeed a strong swimmer, but that didn't mean that Jax most certainly wouldn't be able to keep up. Where she was fast, he had longer arms and legs which gave him longer strides and strokes. It took Jaydah two strokes to match his one. But that wouldn't stop her from being incredibly hard to catch. Jaydah was little, and very good at dodging. It seemed like a very close match in this game of underwater race tag.

Swimming towards the main tower, Jaydah swam as fast as she could through the beautifully dark water. Giggling the whole way, Jaydah attempted to throw Jax for a loop by going around outer towers, circling around pillars, and going under the many supporting structures of the towers outside of the main. The underwater paradise was a massive place, like a giant playground for these two teenagers. And Jaydah was going to enjoy every bit of fun she could have in those moments. She didn't even care if she lost.

With a bright smile across Jaydah's face, she swam through an arc made of two connecting pillars twisted in an almost eerie fashion, but oh how beautiful it was. She glanced back to see Jax not far behind, and she smiled at him. "Come on Jax! You should be able to catch me! Are you really gonna let a girl beat you?" she called out, only continuing to egg him on. She didn't really think about winning or losing. If she won, well then that was great. If she lost, she'd end up back in Jax's arms again, so she wouldn't be complaining either way. Her heart raced as she swam, the feeling of joy overwhelming her body with every stroke she made through the mystical water.

She loved being home.

Her eyes wandered freely as she swam, being familiar with the area she wasn't worried about bumping into anything. She gazed upon the towers, stretching to the cave top sky above them. They were long and circular, gothic architecture running rampant through their pillars and arches. Each tower was littered with windows in neat little rows, and in most of the windows there was the familiar blue glow that had lead the teens there in the first place. Within these towers were vast rooms, filled with all sorts of things. There were books and maps, scrolls and drawings, anything you could imagine, really. Knick knacks and doo-dads littered the many shelves in the many towers, items from long ago, and some never seen upon earth before.

At the bases of all these towers were connecting walkways, lit up by street lamp type things that held pale yellow glows, much different in comparison to the vibrant blue that the rest of the world seemed to hold. The walkways were beautiful, littered with flat stones held together by a clear, shimmering material that looked like some sort of mystical crystal. The stones were all different colors, glittering blues. paled whites, vibrant greens, mesmerising purples, mystical blacks, and the most beautiful of pinks and reds. The colors seemed to mix in together, slowly fading from one color to the next, as if each individual stone were somehow connected to the others. The walkways stretched on for quite a while, connecting to every tower within view.

And in between the walkways and the towers, there was a moss that resembled grass. The moss was lush and green, soft and squishy, like a cloud drenched in water. The moss was dotted with all sorts of unique aquatic plants, things that resembled flowers and other such plants. They all held a soft glow, illuminating the ground with color and life. It was if the moss was a little meadow. The moss also held beautiful white trees with twisting branches that reached up and outwards, as if attempting to reach for the stars. These trees held no leaves, but instead small glowing balls held off of their many branches. The balls glowed all sorts of colors-being the only real variety of color besides the dulled yellow. A look closer would show that these glowing balls were not balls at all, they were fruit. They resembled things like peaches, oranges, and apples, but they held flavors that had never been discovered upon the surface of Earth. These fruit were packed with more nutrients than a full meal, and it would be nearly impossible to become tired of them. Another cool thing about those fruit? After eating one your skin gives off a soft glow mimicking the color of the fruit you ate for a short while. It's quite a whimsical thing.

This cave was indeed a beautiful thing. They held no sky, but the top of the cave seemed to be littered with small shards of crystal, and when those shards of crystal reflected off of the surface of the water, they gave off the illusion of brilliant stars, gently illuminating the whole city. the stars would dance and twist as the top of the water moved, as if the "stars" themselves were swimming among the teenagers. It was a starry night every day in Atlantis.

The city alone was massive, too large to explore in a matter of days. You could swim for miles upon miles and not find the walls to the cave, it was if the city were simply boundless. Jaydah took in a breath as her midnight orbs fell upon the main tower, oh how beautiful it was. It was much wider than the smaller towers that encircled it. It took up the space of about six of the normal towers combined. It's massive structure held up by thousands of archways and pillars all on top of each other. The windows that covered this tower were different from the windows of the smaller. They were bigger and further spaced apart, and on each level of the tower there was a wrap-around balcony that connected all of the windows on that level. The tower also had glowing blue lights in the windows, but only in one window per level did these lights glow. The others were left dark, though within the tower, one would find that the many rooms were all lit up.

From each smaller tower to the larger one, there was a bridge that covered the gap of where the walkways seemed to mysteriously end. It was if the tower was cut off from the rest, and only connected by the beautifully adorned bridges. The bridges were lit up on each pillar holding them there, the same dulled yellow glow emerging from the twisting pillars. And beneath the bridges there was a black emptiness, as if the end of space had simply rested there. It was like there was a massive crack in the ground all the way around the main tower. Whatever lay within the bottom of those boundless crevices were unknown. They were too dark to see into, and dropping a rock would produce no noise. The only thing that had ever seemed to emerge from that endless black abyss was an occasional colony of bubbles; though the origin of those bubbles was unknown.

Jaydah had wandered to one of the crevices once, curiosity drawing her towards them. But the closer that she got to them, the more she worried herself. It was if being near the crevices brought Jaydah a dreadful feeling; a feeling of fear and desperation. She hated the unknown just as much as anyone else, but in attempting to learn about the crevices Jaydah round that she wanted no where near their jagged, gaping mouths. She always felt as if some horrible beast were going to shoot out and swallow her up. Ever since that time, Jaydah felt that it was best to avoid those crevices.

Taking in a soft breath, Jaydah realized she had wandered a ways from the main tower in attempting to lose Jax. She slowed in her swimming and expected to be caught immediately. But after a few moments of simply drifting, Jaydah turned around. Her eyes widened when she realized that Jax was not behind her, her smile started to drift from her peach lips. Confusion and worry struck. Had he been attacked by one of the more violent creatures that lurked within this city? She twisted around once, searching for his familiar face. She did not find it in those moments. Her lips parted for a moment, as if she were to call out for him. She wanted too, but she wasn't sure if it was a good idea. What if Jax were hiding from a monster? Calling out to him would only alert whatever creatures were luring around of her whereabouts. She turned her back to the tower, her beautiful pink silhouette glimmering in the dark blue water. She stared outwards, away from the city. Perhaps he was attempting to throw her for a loop by circling around the outside...

Or at least, that's what she hoped.

Her midnight orbs scanned the dark abyss encircling the city for some sign of Jax. But with each moment that passed, Jaydah felt as if her chances of finding Jax were slowly diminishing. She held out hope to see those glowing eyes in that darkness for a few moments longer. And it was in those moments that Jaydah got the ever eerie feeling that she was being watched. A shudder ran up her spine at the thought. Jaydah hated that feeling more than anything. She took in a deep breath and turned around quickly. Her eyes searched around the city and the main tower, and yet she saw nothing. She shook her head a little. She must have been imagining things. She sighed as she also noticed that Jax was no where to be seen. Taking in a breath, Jaydah rose her hands to her face, and placed them over her eyes. She shrouded her sight into darkness until it was all she could see, and then she closed her eyes.

With those hands pressed firmly against her face, Jaydah seemed to be shielding herself from the world. But she was doing no such thing. Jaydah was doing something she had learned to do as a very young child. Her father had always taught her that when things got bad, or when she started to feel hopeless, she should cover her face and close her eyes, and simply think of whatever she wanted to get better. And she was doing just that in those moments. She was thinking and wishing that she wanted Jax to reappear. That she wanted him to be safe and okay, untouched by the creatures around them. Of course Jaydah knew that simply shutting her eyes and wishing wasn't a realistic way to solve any problem, but it had never failed in making her feel better.

Holding her breath, Jaydah wished with all her might that she would be able to find Jax, or that he'd simply appear and be okay. Luckily for Jaydah she was going to get her wish, just not at the time she wanted it. Peeling her hands from her eyes, she opened them and looked around at the underwater city. She searched for Jax, and when she didn't find him, she turned quickly back to the abyss. Staring off into the distance, Jaydah's midnight eyes scanned the area rather desperately. Where was he?!

A few moments later, and Jax had his arms around Jaydah. He flipped his body around to meet her, as he pulled her into him. At first Jaydah had jumped, scared that he had instead been some horrible monster coming to eat her up. A shiver ran up Jaydah's spine at the thought, but she didn't fight the grasp. As soon as she felt Jax's skin against her's she simply knew that it was him holding her, rather then some underwater beast looking for a snack. She turned her head the slightest bit to face Jax, who had his head currently rested upon her left shoulder. He mentioned that he won, but in those moments that was the last thing on Jaydah's mind. She was so happy to see those glowing eyes that she had completely forgotten about their silly little game.

She pulled herself out of Jax's arms just long enough to turn around and face him, before latching onto his torso with her arms and legs. She latched onto him like a starfish to a rock and she didn't want to let go. After a few short minutes of remaining latched onto Jax, Jaydah loosened her grip by removing her arms, but still clinging to him with her legs. She looked at his face, and reached her delicate hands up to it. Placing her hands on his cheeks, she ran her fingers along his face as if she were a blind person trying to imagine his face. Jaydah did this a lot, for whatever reason it seemed to remind her that he was real and he was okay. She didn't know why she did that to him, but she didn't really care.

Taking in a deep breath, Jaydah tilted her head. "I thought something had gotten you. When I didn't see you I thought the worst. You know how I worry." she said, playfully punching him in the chest. Exhaling deeply, Jaydah's hands dropped from Jax's face. "I guess you do win, though." she said offering him a smile. "So what if I like it when you pick what we do? Do you have a problem with that? No? Yeah, that's what I thought." she said smiling as she pushed him playfully. Unlatching herself from him finally, she took one of his hands and used it to twirl herself around once or two. He was nicknamed Dancer, after all.

She finished her twirl and gave him an inquisitive look. "So what would you like to do first, now that we're back Dancer?" she asked flashing him a bright smile.

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Don't you ever dream of a place that's better or a life that's greater?

[z o m-bee-k a t]

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✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Username » z o m-bee-k a t

✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Character Name » Akilee Eyeris De'Moon

✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Character Age » Nineteen Earth cycles around the sun.

✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Character EotW Username » BlackSheep

✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Character Color » Turquoise

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✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Appearance »Looking more like a doll than a human being, Akilee has quit the interesting appearance to her. This girl has one feature that very few have; she's an albino. With skin and hair literally as white as snow while lacking any blemishes and wide, beautiful orbs that glitter with that dark pink hue; Akilee is like no other. Her skin is absolutely flawless when you look at it, lacking any sort of freckles, scars, or other markings. Though there is a very noticeable blush that is always perched upon her cheeks. Her hair matches her skin in color, and boy there's a lot of it upon that delicate little head of her's. Her hair is usually wound or twisted up into a messy bun, with stray strands of hair sticking out, along with her bangs that rest neatly against her face. If her hair is naturally let down, it's long and wavy, reaching to her waist. But her hair does some crazy things sometimes. On extremely humid days her light waves pull up into tight curls that twist and curl around her head beautifully; like a model. And other days her hair relaxes and straightens, flowing effortlessly in the lightest of breezes. She wears her hair in all sorts of styles, simply depending on her mood. Sometimes she has it twisted into a magnificent bun, other days it's left to hang.

Her eyes are unique and beautiful all in themselves. They are an enchanting dark pink hue that only being an albino can grant, and these eyes fit her very well. They're vibrant and shimmering, and it seems as if they're always sparkling even in the absence of light. Her eyes reflect a kindness, a warm welcoming. It's as if those eyes are plush welcome mats just waiting to greet people into her heart. Those eyes make her incredibly easy to talk to; those eyes soothe people and they bring a warmth that cannot be explained. Her eyes are also very reflective of her mood; giving away the slightest changes in emotion. When Akilee is sad, her eyes become the most heart wrenching sight, and when she's happy those eyes glitter with a brilliance that could bring a smile to the most pouty lips. In general Akilee's facial structure is very well put together; her features are delicate yet distinctive and unique. She does indeed seem more like a doll, at times.

Her body matches right along with her face; giving her quite the fragile appearance. Standing at a shorter height of five foot nothing, and weighing barely above one hundred twenty pounds, this girl is pretty small. In all honesty, Akilee looks like she should be a ballerina; well she would if you saw her in clothes that fit. The baggy clothes that hang to her body barely show off her stunning curves and assets. Of course Akilee is small, but she's got curves that would make most women green in the face with envy. She simply hides these curves beneath baggy clothes that hang from her body; not because she doesn't have confidence but because she really doesn't care what people think and wears what she feels is comfortable. Speaking of clothing, Akilee is currently wearing an outfit that perfectly depicts her personality. Hanging onto her torso is a cute pink T-shirt that is several sizes too large for Akilee's small frame. This top reaches all the way down to the middle of her thighs making much use for any sort of bottoms useless since this shirt is more like a dress. The shirt also constantly seems to be hanging off of Akilee's left shoulder since the neck is too wide for her little shoulders. Despite the lack of need, Akilee is indeed wearing bottoms. These bottoms happen to be a pair of skin tight zebra shorts that aren't very noticeable because they are just barely peeking out from beneath that shirt of her's. But don't worry, Akilee won't get cold because covering her legs from the knees on down to her toes are her thick and warm mismatched socks. Covering those dainty little feet, are shoes that only continue to show her unique personality. The topper to this outfit? The warm, knitted squid hat that always rests atop her head. The hat is slightly large for her head so it has a tendency to sometimes sink down and cover her eyes partially, or tip towards one side or another.

But that's not all that makes Akilee's appearance as unique as it is. While the outfit is indeed important in giving you a good clue as to who Akilee is, her accessories are just as important. Let's start with Akilee's jewelry. First off she has a very random assortment of necklaces that hang off of her neck. She has a squid necklace of course, a charming little toast necklace, she also has two sets of key necklaces, and lastly she has a cute little orchid origami necklace that's in a miniature bottle.

Akilee also has an assortment of rings on her fingers. Her rings include a rainbow ring on her left thumb, a octopus ring on her left ring finger, a antique ring on her right ring finger, and lastly a squid ring on her right index finger. Also covering her hands are some cotton candy colored fingerless gloves.

Akilee also has several piercings and tattoos. Akilee has ten piercings, all on her ears. On her left ear she has two hooks on her left lobe, one stud in her left lobe and two upper cartilage studs. Her right ear holds three studs in her lobes, one hook in the middle cartilage and one stud in her upper cartilage. Akilee also has two tattoos. Just over her heart is a small little hand tattoo. And then stretching along the left side of her stomach is a turquoise colored squid tattoo.

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✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Personality » Akilee is so utterly unique that it's hard to really peg her personality to an accurate description or phrase that might give you an idea of how she is. She keeps people guessing with her actions and reactions; for one never really does know how she'll react to something. She's unpredictable, and that's probably what draws so many people to her. The best way to describe Akilee?

She's the kindest, most charming weirdo of a girl you'll ever meet.

Starting with the largest chunk of Akilee's personality, you'll find that she is indeed weird. And not the kind of weird where she has one or two odd quirks that make people not want to be around her. Oh no. In fact it is how weird she is that draws most people to like her. The easiest way to put it is she is the best kind of weird. Akilee's weirdness never ends either. She is a total and complete space cadet in the best kind of ways. Akilee is the girl you'll find staring off to space one second, then snapping into a conversation the next. Nine times out of ten it seems as if she isn't fully there when being spoken to or engaging in conversation; and that notion is probably right. Akilee's brain is a very unique way in the way she thinks. While most people seems to have a one track mind--focusing on one thing at a time, Akilee is often thinking about many different things; most of which don't even relate to one another. Akilee has so many quirks and habits that they're hard to keep track of. It honestly doesn't matter how much time you've spent around her, she'll always find some new quirk or gesture to throw you off or surprise you. She's always coming up with new things to say or new things to do that people don't expect. She'll often quote phrases from unknown sources, or say things that randomly pop into her head even if they don't really make sense. Her ability to connect things is quite the art form sometimes. It seems as if she makes no sense to the point of where her nonsense starts to make actual sense. Her logic is totally unique, unexplainable, and entertaining. Perhaps it's because she is indeed always thinking. There is always something on this girl's mind, even if she's thinking of totally odd notions such as turning an ice cream truck into her own personal melted ice cream bathtub. The funny thing? Akilee is not crazy. Not one bit. No one could ever find a problem with this girl. No mental illnesses or diseases, not a single dysfunction within her mind. She's just weird. She doesn't even have to try. It's just who Akilee is in every sense of the word. Without the random dances, sayings, gestures and habits, Akilee would not be Akilee.

Going hand in hand with the fact that Akilee is a total weirdo and freak is the fact that she's a big time dreamer. I mean, you thought your kid had day dreaming issues; Akilee is always dreaming. When she doesn't have someone to entertain, or anyone to keep her company Akilee can often be found staring out windows or up at the sky. Her beautiful pink eyes are usually stuck to that sky more than anything else. It's as if she feel some sort of connection with the clouds and stars above her. Other times she'll simply be in an odd position with her eyes closed-most of the time upside down. Akilee loves to hang upside down from things to get her brain juices a pumpin'. She couldn't explain to you why she does it, or what started that habit, she just does it. She'll hang from anything that will support her too; tree branches, beds, counters, bars, ropes, hell one time she was found hanging from a ceiling fan. Akilee has a free spirit, it's wild and it loves adventure. This spirit always seems to send her mind into day dream mode. She just loves thinking of things she could be doing, things she wants to accomplish. If Akilee has the urge to fly then she'll think of a hundred different situations where she's flying. Her imagination is so vast and wild she could imagine up a whole new world with things and creatures that no one else could conjure up. Her mind is actually a rather incredible thing. Sometimes the ideas and things she comes up with are amazingly brilliant which reflects the next personality trait that is evident within Akilee.

She's intelligent. Incredibly intelligent; to the point of where some people question whether or not she's a genius. She can put things together like no other. Akilee is good at figuring out all sorts of things. Her imagination greatly plays into her problem solving in many situations. If she can't figure out a logical solution she'll find her own using that vast imagination of hers. Akilee may not be the best at math or science, and she can't tell you anything about History to save her life, but she sure knows how to tinker with things. With an insatiable curiosity running rampant through her veins, Akilee is always picking things apart and piecing things back together, often finding ways to make them work better. Akilee is also more of an on-the-go kind of thinker rather than a planner. She couldn't blue print you a flawless way to rob a bank, but if you give her a few tools to work with, she could make it happen quicker than anyone else. She's incredibly slick and she seems to be able to get away with most anything. There really aren't many situations that Akilee can't get herself out of either by talking herself out of it or physically finding away to get out of the situation. This also makes it very easy for Akilee to get what she wants, but there aren't many times where you'll find Akilee manipulating people or using them. While she uses her intelligence to get her out of bad situations or to figure things out; she could never use her smarts to harm or use other people. It just isn't in her heart.

Akilee is kind. Akilee is probably one of the kindest people you'll ever have the pleasure to meet. Her kindness seems to radiate from her body, and it glitters in her eyes and smile. Akilee isn't selfish in the least bit, and is often seeing giving rather than asking. It's a very rare when you see Akilee asking for something, or putting herself before others. It just doesn't happen. Akilee would rather spend her time helping people then increasing her own self gain. Akilee is always first to help someone and last to ask for something. It's just in her nature. Perhaps it's because Akilee doesn't necessarily see herself as important as other people; or maybe it's because she enjoys helping others to an extent she cannot describe. Either way, Akilee is an incredibly warm and big-hearted individual. She's exceptionally good with all kinds of children and animals, being able to bond well with them due to her naturally happy and playful nature. For some unexplained reason, Akilee has an ability to simply click with them. Akilee seems to have a greater understanding of animals and children that most people can't fathom. And because of that, most people simply shrug it off by assuming Akilee is immature and therefore able to blend in with the equally immature children. But that in untrue; Akilee is actually incredibly mature. Akilee has more common sense than most people, and she can deal with difficult situations in ways that most people can't handle. Her maturity is higher than most her age or even some older than her; she just chooses to hide it beneath a playful attitude and a unique personality.

The biggest aspect of Akilee, in every aspect of her personality is the fact that she's genuine. There is nothing that she masks her personality with, she isn't fake at all. Akilee doesn't try to be someone or something else like most people do. Akilee doesn't attempt to hide her flaws, nor does she try to mask her oddities and random quirks that may put other people off. In all honesty, Akilee simply doesn't care what most people think of her. She knows very well that many people find her odd, and most wonder if there's a few screws loose in that head of hers, but she wouldn't change that. It wouldn't matter if she did care. Akilee lacks the ability to mask herself; she simply cannot do it. It doesn't matter if it's emotions or quirks; Akilee can't stop herself from doing something. Akilee's personality is so deeply rooted within her, she can't hide it. And while it shows she's incredibly genuine and sincere in the things she does; it opens a lot of possibilities to make this delicate young girl very vulnerable.

Akilee's inability to hide her emotions and her personality can put her to a great disadvantage. It makes Akilee very easy to use and manipulate; even more so, it makes it very easy to harm or scare Akilee. Unfortunately Akilee is gripped by a great amount of fears that some people may consider unreasonable if they didn't know her. It doesn't really take too much to break poor Akilee down into tears if you know her fears well enough. Akilee's kind heart was not maid to sustain sorrow or fear. Sure, she can handle stress and pressure, but if someone hurts Akilee; it goes deep. Akilee can always seem to find a way to blame herself when ever something goes wrong, and Akilee allows herself to be stepped on many times out of fear of being left alone. The abandonment issue runs deep within Akilee's very core; and she doesn't deal with it well.

All in all, Akilee is a kind hearted induvidual who cares more about people then she cares about herself. She's got a big heart, and a warm smile. She's always there for people and is always trying to help someone. She's strong willed and determined, and she doesn't let much get to her. Ambition runs through her veins and paired with a unique sense of optimism, it's hard to stop Akilee from achieving her goals. She never gives up, and no matter what's going on, Akilee some how manages to remain true to herself. She doesn't care what other people think of her and doesn't try to hide herself. She's learned that being herself is the best thing she can be, and with that knowledge she's learned to accept herself for who she is. Her struggles have crafted her into a sweet hearted girl who doen't judge other people and is almost always willing to give everyone a chance. Her fears run deep within her, but her oddities run even deeper. She's weird, whacky, totally odd and everything in between. After years of masking her pain behind a smile, Akilee no longer has the ability to mask her emotions which can make her incredibly vulnerable to people. She has a love for people that's unmatched, and cares for her friends deeply. She attaches herself to people easily and gets nervous when left alone. She has a constant fear of abandonment and so she treats those she has like gold. She's strong and can get herself out of most situations and she can even stand up for herself, but when faced with her fears she crumbled like a soggy cookie. She thrives on love, shines by being weird, and falls in fear. Akilee can be described as nothing other than Akilee.

✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Forgotten History » Ariel and Dominick De'Moon were a loving couple. They had been best friends through out elementary school, and grew into high school sweethearts. Neither had known another love; nor did they wish to. They both had a passion for singing and both were incredibly gifted. After higschool passed, they travelled together singing until they made it big. Years stretched on and the singing duo were stronger than ever. After ten years of touring, preforming and winning awards, they finally decided to have a child. They wanted a family, they both longed for a sincere love that no fan could offer them. So, when Ariel finally became pregnant, the couple were absolutely delighted. They temporarily stopped preforming and settled down in a beautiful home up in the mountains of Colorado. Ariel took every step she could to ensure that little Akilee was healthy, she was determined to give her child every opportunity to grow and thrive; and she did just that. Nine months of love, care, and waiting lead to fourteen hours of screaming, pain, tears, and eventually Akilee Eyeris De'moon was born into the world. The baby they expected to see the doctor lift, was not the baby they saw though. And instead of smiles, shock crossed the couple's face as the doctor held up a pale baby with pure white hair over her head. The doctors swept the uncommonly quiet baby away before Ariel had even a chance to hold her. The doctors tested Akilee and after cleaning her up, they handed her to Ariel who questioning looked at the doctor. Did her daughter have some disease? Was there something wrong? Worry reflected in the loving mother's eyes as she clutched her daughter to her. The doctor smiled, and proceeded to explain that while Akilee was healthy, she was an albino.

That didn't phase the couple one bit.

Happy that their daughter was healthy, those heart warming smiles finally crossed their faces. Akilee opened her beautiful pink eyes for the very first time, and gazed at her parents. From that moment on, it was love at first sight.

The first few years of Akilee's life were filled with joy, love, and growth. Akilee grew and learned quicker than most children her age. Akilee knew how to hum and mumble tunes before she could speak, and shortly after she learned to speak she was singing. This little girl was following right in her parent's footsteps, learning her words through the songs they sang rather than the things they said. From early on it was obvious that Akilee was not only different in appearance, but in personality as well. She would say things that most children wouldn't understand because they were complex, she would dress oddly; and she was just odd; but in the best of ways. The two loving parents stayed home with Akilee for five years, and then they decided to return to work because they wanted to ensure they would be able to always provide for their daughter. And so they hired a woman to watch Akilee, named Marilyn. Ariel and Dominick did not want their precious daughter exposed to the harsh words from the media nor the constant attention from the paparazzi. Most people were not as openly accepting about Akilee's unique condition as they were. People stared, people pointed and said things; and they didn't want any of that to be made any harder on Akilee than it already was. Her parents would visit often; never missing a holiday nor a birthday. They were even there to walk her down the halls for her first day of school.

Akilee's torment started that very day. The children were not prepared to have a pale girl with white hair and pink eyes in their class. They stared at her, they asked what was wrong with her, many whispered and laughed at her; and few were bold enough to say she looked weird. When Akilee came home her parents were not there to comfort her, only Marilyn was there with kind eyes and a warm batch of cookies to calm the distressed Akilee. She did not understand why the children found her so odd. But that didn't stop poor little Akilee from attempting to enjoy school as much as possible. The years stretched on, and every year got a little worse. The children seemed to become more cruel as they aged. They started calling her names, then excluding her from activities, and eventually bullying her. It quickly became a daily thing for Akilee to come home crying and with bruises or cuts on her body from the other children. Akilee's parents were not as present as they had been in the past, and after several years of having only Marilyn to constantly rely on; Akilee had become incredibly attached to her. For the longest time Marilyn was Akilee's only friend. But in fourth grade a new boy came to the school. He was sickly looking, and in a wheel chair. His name was Oliver, and he had cancer. The other kids picked on him just as they picked on Akilee, and on the first day this boy shyly approached Akilee with a cookie in his hand. Akilee was surprised at the action, and hesitantly she took the cookie. The boy offered her a kind smile, and from that moment on they were friends.

From the first day, Akilee and Oliver were inseperable. They spent every day together, sat next to each other in every class, and hung out after school. One time Oliver took Akilee to the aquarium in the city; a far reach from her country home in the mountains. As they walked through the aquarium, Oliver pointed out all the different aquatic creatures that facinated Akilee. Then her eyes fell upon the most beautiful creature she had ever saw. It was a beautiful squid, effortlessly floating through the water. Little Akilee pressed her face against the glass and stared. Akilee couldn't explain why she loved the creature so much; but something deep within her just clicked. That was all it took for Akilee to be hooked. Oliver and Akilee went to the Aquarium every day after school. They had a friendship that was hard to come by. They told each other everything, and stood up for each other when they were picked on. They relied on one another, and seemed empty without the other. Oliver even seemed to get better in Akilee's presence, and after six months he was able to walk again. After two years of friendship, Oliver's cancer took a turn for the worse. He become bed ridden at the hospital, and Akilee went to visit him every day. Two weeks after being hospitalized, Oliver's organs gave out and he passed away in his sleep. Akilee arrived at the hospital the next day only to find an empty bed. Akilee ran to the nurse's station to ask where Oliver had gone. When informed of the news, Akilee broke down completely. One of the nurses came to comfort Akilee, and handed her a small wrapped box, telling Akilee that Oliver had left it for her.

Akilee arrived home, and opened the box. Inside was a knitted squid hat that Oliver had his mother make for her, and a small origami orchid he had made for her. Through her tears and sorrow Akilee smiled, and she pulled the squid hat over her head. From that day on the squid hat did not leave her head. The next day Akilee was hospitalized from a rather brutal beating she recieved at school. She no longer had her protector, her friend; she was left completely vulernable to the other children's bullying and torture. When Akilee's parents got to the hospital and found out what was happening to their daughter, they decided to move then and there. They packed up and decided to fly all the way to Chicago. Much to Akilee's dismay, Marilyn was unable to come due to a family she couldn't uproot and move. They moved, and as Akilee sat in their new mansion, she found herself all alone again.

Akilee's parents stayed with her for a while again, and it was like her first day of school all over again, except this time Akilee didn't have her parents walking her down the hallways. Clutching her books close to her chest, the scared little Akilee walked down those Chicago hallways with that squid hat upon her head. But the deeper she walked into the bustling hallway, the more Akilee noticed no one was staring at her. Barely anyone glanced at her, and those she did catch looking at her smiled at her as they passed. And for the first time, Akilee was not bullied at school. In her first class she was offered a seat, in her second class a boy helped her with a worksheet, in her third class she got four compliments on her eyes and hair, and at lunch she was even offered a seat at a pretty full table where all the kids asked about her, but didn't stare. Sure they were curious, but none of them laughed, no one snorted and pointed, they just accepted. Akilee walked out to the car with tears in her eyes, and as she told her parents of her new friends Akilee started to cry. Never in her life had she thought she would be accepted. She went to sleep soundly that night, actually excited to go to school. Things were turning around for her.

Weeks passed and before long Akilee was a big hit at the school. The kids loved her and her oddities, and Akilee loved them all. Akilee hadn't been that happy in a very long time. She even joined a small group of friends that sang together at small school gatherings. Akilee was finding her place in life. But just as Akilee was getting used to how things were, her parents had to leave again. They hired a new maid much younger than Marilyn, named Ashely. She was a bright young girl who seemed to have it all. Little did Akilee and her parents know, Ashley would not be as accepting as Akilee's new friends. Within the first week of caring for Akilee, Ashley found Akilee to be a disgusting being. She thought Akilee was ugly, and was jealous of all the friends Akilee was making. Akilee was odd, she was weird looking, and Ashley couldn't stand to see this freak of nature happy. And so, she snapped. She started yelling at Akilee until she was reduced to tears. She would call the young girl ugly, and tell her that all of her friends were only nice to her because they pitied her. When Akilee attempted to stand up for herself, Ashley released a wrath that would stretch on for three long years.

Ashley started to harm poor little Akilee. First just pushing or smacking her, but soon it become terribly violent. It seemed the longer Ashley was around Akilee, the more violent she got. Akilee endured the pain and sufferent silently, going to school every day with a fake smile to hide her pain. Ashley would work Akilee to death and when she didn't do something right, little Akilee got locked away in closets or cupboards for hours on end. Akilee quickly became terrified of these small places and often spent her entrapment screaming and crying. Akilee became more dependant on her friends, clinging to them more. No one knew what was going on with Akilee. Things peaked when Ashley tied a battered Akilee up, and burned "freak of nature" into Akilee's left side with a heated up butter knife. The wounds would never fade from her skin, like all the others. Akilee's skin could heal, but the scars would never fade for there was no pigment to fade into. The next day at school, one of Akilee's friends found Akilee laying on the girl's bathroom floor. There was a small puddle of blood, and Akilee's shirt was covered in it. When they lifted her shirt, Akilee's wound was revealed. The burns had ripped open and Akilee was losing a lot of blood.

Akilee was rushed to the hospital and her parents hurried home. When they saw what had happened to their daughter, they were outraged. They discovered it was Ashley and wasted no time in sending the girl to prison. Akilee's parents took a leave from their preformances, and stayed with Akilee. They would stay with her through high school. Never again did they want to be gone while their daughter was hurt. Akilee's wounds healed but the scars and torment didn't fade from her mind. Akilee was hurt deeper than she ever had been. After coming home, Akilee woke her parents up many nights from the screaming. They would go into her room to find her screaming in her sleep, crying and flailing as she relived the horrors Ashley inflicted upon her in her sleep. They took Akilee to a doctor and she was diagnosed with night terrors. She was prescribed a medication to help, but after an allergic reaction to the medications that caused her throat to swell up and for her to nearly suffocate, Akilee went to natural methods. She shrouded herself in dream catchers, special herbs, and all sorts of concoctions; and they seemed to work. Through out high school Akilee joined many activities. She was in theatre, several dance classes, but most of all were the singing activities. Akilee had the voice of an angel, very fitting for the girl with a heart of gold.

Akilee's revelation came at the age of fifteen. She loved to explore and wander the streets of Chicago, and quickly became known around the streets. One day, while walking along the more abandoned streets, Akilee found herself in an old antique shop. With a love for old things she searched through it. Finally she stumbled upon an old shoe box filled with keys. Carrying it up to the front where the owner was, Akilee asked what the keys were for. The man responded that he did not know. When Akilee inquired as to what their use was if he did not know what they were for, the man smiled and said something Akilee would never forget. "These keys are just like people. No one knows what they were made for until they find the keyhole that fits them. And when they find it, they open the door to a whole new world. Keys are unique, just like you." and with that, Akilee came to an epiphany. It didn't matter what people thought of her, or said to her. Akilee could never change who she was. And so, she picked out a couple of keys and decided she would never try to mask herself again. She would always and forever be simply Akilee. Life got better for her from that day on. She had her struggles, but Akilee fought through her insecurities and depression and managed to graduate at the age of sixteen.

Akilee wasted no time in attending college and just like in Chicago, she fit in very well and very quickly. The other students accepted her and loved her. They even gave her a nickname, Blacksheep because she was indeed so different but adored. Akilee's outer troubles seemed to pass and she thrived through out college. Just like in high school, Akilee graduated early with degrees in Marine Biology and Zoology. Akilee then got herself a job at the city's aquarium, first monitoring the animals and feeding them. But the more time Akilee spent with the underwater creatures, the more her talents with them started to shine. Akilee spent her free time with the animals, often staying late to sing to the whales or swim in the takes with the harmless fish. Akilee earned her scuba lisence, and even started working with the trainers. Her dedication and love for the animals shined brighter than any star in that speckled sky. Akilee had found her calling. At the age of nineteen, Akilee became an official trainer and preformed with the many marine animals at the aquarium.

She even named one of the whales after Oliver.

Akilee was happy.

✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----True Skills »Akilee is an amazing singer; just like her parents both are. It's most certainly a natural talent that was honed and almost perfected from the coaching of her music teachers and choir teachers. She never really took singing lessons, but her parents were there to help her learn the most important aspects. Akilee's singing is soft and sweet, often to calm or comfort people. She does indeed have the voice of an angel, and her singing seems to put anyone that hears her into a sort of calming trance.

Despite her small frame, Akilee is actually a pretty good fighter. She doesn't know any real fighting style, and was never taught how to fight. All that Akilee knows is what she learned from being battered and bullied through out her life. She's more of a defensive fighter if anything, but she does know how to break a nose or knock a person out if she really has to. She's a strategic fighter, finding it easy for her to read people and their movements so she can quickly find the best route to win. Her build helps her a lot, for she's able to dodge hits easier and it's very difficult to catch and keep hold of this young girl. She's small, she's never been taught, but she does know how to fight and protect herself or others if she needs to.

Swimming is one of Akilee's strongest skills. After spending so much time in the water and at the aquariums, Akilee's swimming is very strong. She can swim very deep and for a very long amount of time without having to worry about tiring herself or cramping. Another amazing feat about her swimming is that she's able to see pretty clearly under the water, and she can hold her breath for an insane amount of time for a human. The longest she ever topped was three minutes, but she can average about two under the water without breathing. Give her a snorkel and she can extend that several minutes, and even longer with an oxygen tank. Akilee is a very fast swimmer, and she can swim quickly either above or below the surface of the water. She's a very stealthy, strong swimmer.

Akilee's creativity is another skill of hers. It's a skill simply because it's such a big part of who she is and how she functions. Akilee can draw you a pretty picture, make up a song, or find a way to break into a house without getting caught. Her creativity provides her with a constant flow of thoughts, and ideas that she can use and morph to her advantage. Her creativity runs the way she thinks, and so she's often coming up with unique solutions for her problems and the problems of the people around her. She can understand complex or abstract things easier than most people, and can often solve them quicker. It helps her understand people and the way they behave and react to things. Akilee's creativity offers her a new persepective on things that can often help her out in bad situations. If you've got a problem, Akilee can find a way to solve it.



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✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Unforgotten Preferences » Dancing && Singing
Smiling && Laughing
Animals && Children
Star Gazing && Cloud watching
Day Dreaming && Thinking
Climbing things && Hanging from things
Finger painting && Doodling
Playing && Having fun
Squids && Octopi
Aquariums && Swimming
Snuggling && Hugs
Fish && Whales


✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Unforgotten Distaste » Hunters && Poachers.
Sushi && Other fish dishes.
Onions && Peppers.
Alcoholics && Drug addicts.
Know-it-alls && Egotistical people.
Piggish men && Whores.
High pitched noises && Styrofoam.
High heels && Dresses.
Rumors && Liars.
Judgemental people && Stereotypes.


✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----Unforgotten Terror » Being alone && Being lost.
Spiders && Bees.
Screaming && Yelling.
Large fires && Disappointing people
Being followed by strangers && Being cornered.
Constriction && Getting locked away.
Closets && Basements.
Window-less rooms && Tight spaces.
Large dogs && Maids.
Needles && Medications.
Suffocation && Strangulation.
Losing her squid hat && Seeing loved ones harmed.


✖ [ ♣ ♦ ♣]-----These Are A Few of My Favorite Things » Her squid hat.
Her origami necklace.
Her key necklaces.
Three pictures. One of Oliver. One of Marilyn. And one of her parents.

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Akilee's appearance is largely based off of this picture;
[click here bitchez]
The original was found on DA and is copyright of camilladerrico.
I am in no way shape or form trying to claim that I commissioned, drew, or hold any bloody copyright to this picture - I will however state that it has inspired this beautiful character in my mind that I would absolutely love to see rendered. I did however edit the eye color to give her the albino effect.

General Stuff;;
She is indeed albino. That means pale white skin without any freckles or blemishes. Her cheeks hold a constant blush thought.
Her hair is also pure white. It's very long and though it's often pulled up into a bun and hidden beneath her squid hat, it is sometimes left to hang down past her waist. It's normally wavy, but can also be straighter on some days, or short and curly others. It just depends, really.
Her eyes are dark, deep, shimmering pink. Her eyes are wide and beautiful, almost like doe eyes.
Her facial structure in general is fragile. Her features are distinct and unique, but still holds a doll like structure.

Build;;
She stands at the height of five foot nothing.
She weighs about one hundred and twenty pounds.
Her limbs are slender, along with the rest of her body; though it's generally hard to actually tell what her body structure is like due to the fact that she wears baggy clothing a lot.
One thing often missed? She has curves.
She has beautiful curves that make most women green in the face?
What does that mean? Nicely sized boobies and a fit bum. ;D But, proportional to her size, of course.
Otherwise she's pretty thin, not sickly looking though.

Clothing;;Akilee is currently wearing an outfit that perfectly depicts her personality. Hanging onto her torso is a cute pink T-shirt that is several sizes too large for Akilee's small frame. This top reaches all the way down to the middle of her thighs making much use for any sort of bottoms useless since this shirt is more like a dress. The shirt also constantly seems to be hanging off of Akilee's left shoulder since the neck is too wide for her little shoulders. Despite the lack of need, Akilee is indeed wearing bottoms. These bottoms happen to be a pair of skin tight zebra shorts that aren't very noticeable because they are just barely peeking out from beneath that shirt of her's. But don't worry, Akilee won't get cold because covering her legs from the knees on down to her toes are her thick and warm mismatched socks. Covering those dainty little feet, are shoes that only continue to show her unique personality. The topper to this outfit? The warm, knitted squid hat that always rests atop her head. The hat is slightly large for her head so it has a tendency to sometimes sink down and cover her eyes partially, or tip towards one side or another.


Now keep in mind you don't have to follow this outfit to a T. But this is just a general idea. The squid hat is a must. Otherwise you can draw her in all sorts of outfits; as long as they're generally unique, baggy, and colorful. : ) Have fun with it!

Accessories;;
But that's not all that makes Akilee's appearance as unique as it is. While the outfit is indeed important in giving you a good clue as to who Akilee is, her accessories are just as important. Let's start with Akilee's jewlery. First off she has a very random assortment of necklaces that hang off of her neck. She has a squid necklace of course, a charming little toast necklace, she also has two sets of key necklaces, and lastly she has a cute little orchid origami necklace that's in a miniature bottle.

Make up;;
Akilee really doesn't wear make up. Maybe a bit of lipstick here or there, or some eyeshadow but that's about it.

Key personality traits;;
Silly && Weird.
Kind && Sweet.
Funny && Random.
Playful && Lively.
Warm && Welcoming.
Wild && Free Spirited.
Caring && Selfless.
UNIQUE.
Not afraid to be herself.
Curious && a Dreamer.

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{{Akilee}} Eyeris De'Moon

Live for your love every day, and never give up, never surrender.

"I hate you, you little freak! Everyone hates you! You only have friends so they can make fun of you behind your back! Why do you think your parents leave you all the time you weird useless thing?! It's because you're ugly! Because you're a freak of nature that doesn't belong on this planet! Why don't you just go die?!"

The screams echoed out from a tall girl with deep brown hair and hate filled emerald eyes. Her freckled cheeks were tinted red as she screamed. Her hatred was aimed to a much smaller girl sitting in the corner, tears rushing from her pink eyes as she held shaking hands over her head. The girl in the corner sobbed, curled up in tight of a ball as she could form, listening to the hatred filled words from the girl who had her cornered. Every word entered the poor girl's mind as the other screamed at her. This had been happening to her for years, and still she questioned why. Why did this happen to her? What had she ever done to this girl, to cause such a torment? It tore at the poor girl's insides every day, and yet she seemed to do nothing in her defense. She knew better than to stand up to the girl who was supposed to be protecting and caring for her. The girl screaming was named Ashley, and the victim was no other than petite little Akilee. This torture had been going on for years now, and through out that time Akilee had learned quickly that fighting back only resulted in more pain than simply laying and accepting whatever Ashley wished to harm her with.

Akilee's small body was a canvas for Ashley's brutal attacks. Cuts and bruises covered the young girl's body as she sat there, huddled and in a frenzy of fear. Her entire body shook under the weight of the emotional turmoil she was suffering, and no matter how much Ashley screamed at Akilee to stop crying, her tears simply kept coming. There was nothing she could do to stop this torture, she knew that. And so instead of trying, Akilee hid her pain and bruises behind a sweet demeanor and a kind smile at school. No one outside of Ashley knew of Akilee's torture, and it was better that way. Or so, that's what Akilee had been led to believe. Ashley had threatened Akilee multiple times, bellowing that if Akilee even thought of speaking a word, she would kill her, and then go after her friends. By this time Akilee was no longer concerned for her own well being, but instead for the well being of her loved ones. She couldn't stand the thought of her friends possibly being tortured in a similar way she currently was. And so, like the obedient and scared girl she was, Akilee kept her mouth shut.

Akilee gave a whole new meaning to the saying suffering in silence.

Akilee shut her beautiful pink eyes, and covered her ears as she often did when attempting to escape from the verbal slaughter she had to endure. Taking in deep breaths, she attempted to calm herself down. Eventually, the flood of angry words faded into the darkness. But to fill the absence of the verbal abuse, were screams. These screams didn't emerge from Ashley's lips though; they instead came from Akilee's lips.

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"Shut up! Shut up you stupid girl! SHUT UP!"

Those were the words that the screaming Akilee was shaken awake to. She could not control the screams for they visited her in her sleep often; the night terrors were there to haunt Akilee's mind when Ashley was not. Akilee's tear filled eyes shot open as the violent shaking sent ripples of fear through out her body. Her first vision was of Ashley, that rage painted across her face. Akilee recoiled, pulling away from Ashley's violently digging grip. But as Akilee attempted to pull away, Ashley's long nails dug into her skin. Akilee cringed, letting out a yelp like a harmed puppy. That little yelp of pain seemed to set Ashley off, and in her rage she grabbed Akilee by her delicate neck and dragged her out of bed. Akilee's slender hands grasped desperately at Ashley's, attempting to break the grip around her windpipe, or at least loosen it. But with every struggling pull she attempted, Akilee only felt the grip get stronger. Her face grew red as the blood was cut off, and she could feel an increasing pressure in her face, like a finger that had been bandaged too tightly. Her cheeks burned with the blood that was cut off to the rest of her body, and her eyes watered as she let out gasps for air, like a fish out of water.

Akilee's pink eyes were fading as she was pulled down the hallway. Her gasps quickly turned to a weak wheezing and coughing, and before they even hit the stairs little Akilee had passed out. It was probably better that Akilee had passed out, because Ashley spared her no mercy going down the hard wooden stairs. With every stair that Ashley pulled Akilee down, there was a painful thump as her limp body hit the next stair. Finally they reached the main floor of the house, and Ashley continued dragging Akilee all the way to the kitchen. She released the girl on the cold tiled floor, and she grabbed a butter knife. Pulling up Akilee's shirt, Ashley situated herself next to the girl before pulling out a lighter. Muttering angrily under her breath, she lit the lighter with a flick of her thumb. The flame emerged from the lighter and then lingered, dancing beautifully with a seductive sway. Ashley lowered the blade of the butter knife down into the flame, and allowed it to heat up until the metal glistened red. Then, she pressed it against Akilee's delicate skin.

Never in her life had Akilee experienced such a pain.

Her pink orbs shot open immediately, and her body reflexively jerked up and away from the burning touch. Her lips parted and she let out a gasping scream of pain. But all that resulted from this movement was having Ashley's foot slammed into her face. Akilee's eye lids drooped again, as she fell back down onto the floor, breathing heavily. Blood started trailing from the girl's nose, and Akilee seemed to be in a daze. The girl's body twitched as the knife carved into her skin, and after a few moments of shock, Akilee let out a horrid scream. Her little hands clenched themselves into tight fists, and she simply screamed. Her screaming was cut off by a harsh blow to the stomach, which caused the air to be knocked from her lungs. She heaved as if to vomit, then gasped to replace the air. Ashley was telling Akilee to shut up with physical violence, and Akilee obeyed. Lifting her little hands to her mouth, she covered her lips to stop the screams that so desperately wanted to flow from her lips. Akilee didn't fight back as Ashley carved the most hurtful words she could into Akilee's side. She did nothing. She simply laid there, sobbing into her hands as tears raced down her cheeks. By the time Ashley was done, Akilee was too worn and exhausted to even move. Ashley left the bleeding Akilee on the floor and told her not to miss school.

After laying there for a very long time alone, Akilee slowly struggled up into a sitting position. Blood soaked her pajama shirt. She pulled it off, and looked down at her wounds. She stared at the carved words that were mercilessly burned into her skin.

"Freak of Nature"

Silently Akilee returned to her room where she attempted to wrap the wound as best as she could. She passed out shortly after, only to wake up the next day for school. Drained, and in pain Akilee forced herself out of bed. Her pink eyes had faded to a duller hue, and it seemed as if the life had been sucked right out of her. She dressed herself, and without a word she left. The walk to the school was painful, and Akilee felt herself getting dizzy. She was too exhausted to even realize her bandage was becoming damp with blood. She reached the school and sat down at the normal table of friends she met in the morning. They all commented on her appearance, asking if perhaps she was sick. Akilee simply mumbled a tired yes, unable to fake a smile in those moments. Shortly after sitting down, Akilee reached down to grab her backpack when she noticed the blood stain on her shirt. Alarmed, she stood up quickly and ran to the bathroom. Her friends watched in shock as she ran off. They all figured she was gonna hurl. Akilee reached the abandoned bathroom, and went into one of the stalls. Lifting up her shirt and ripping off the bandages, Akilee stared at her bleeding wound. She grabbed some toilet paper and attempted to bunch it up and put pressure on the wound.

Her wobbling legs held her up as she tried to stop the bleeding. She had to stop it, she was losing too much. Tears filled little Akilee's eyes as she looked up at the ceiling as if she were searching for the sky, as she often did at night. Those burning tears rolled down her cheeks. Her heart was racing but her mind was blank. All she could think of was the haunting assumption that her last moments would be in the girl's bathroom of her high school. Her mind flashed with all the things she would miss; graduation, prom, the dances, the home coming, college, seeing her parents...

With the image of her parents' smiling faces stuck in her fading mind, Akilee's eyes drifted shut and she lost all consciousness. Her legs collapsed beneath her, and her body went toppling down. She fell forward, slamming against the stall door which caused it to open, before her body hit the floor with a hard smack. She was out cold, and her life was slipping from her hands. The class bell rang, and the students all headed into their classrooms.

But when one of Akilee's friends noticed she wasn't in class, she asked to be excused. She figured Akilee was still puking her guts out and hoped to comfort her friend. She went into the bathroom to see a sight she didn't expect. As soon as her eyes fell upon Akilee, she let out a gasp and ran to Akilee's side. Kneeling down she noticed the small puddle of blood forming around Akilee's stomach. She flipped the girl over onto her back, and pulled the bloodied part of Akilee's shirt up. Moving Akilee's hand from the wound, and then the crumpled toilet paper, her eyes fell upon a heart wrenching sight. She didn't waste any time in running out of that bathroom, and screaming the entire way down the hall for help. People rushed in to find Akilee there, and she was carried off to the hospital by an ambulance minutes later.

The paramedics worked on during the drive to the hospital, unable to comprehend how it had happened. Was it self inflicted? Had someone done this to her? They didn't know. All they knew in those moments was that they had to stop the bleeding before this young girl died. And they did just that. They had the wound wrapped tightly and the bleeding had stopped before they even reached the hospital. Rushed down the halls to the emergency room, Akilee was given fluids and blood to keep her alive. Akilee's parents were called, and they arrived only three hours after hearing about the incident. The two worried parents burst into that hospital with tears in their eyes. They got to Akilee's room quickly, only to be stopped just outside her door by the doctor. He informed them of what had happened to their daughter, and Akilee's mother let out a wail. After answering a few necessary questions, the two were allowed in the room where their eyes fell upon their battered daughter.

Akilee lay in her hospital bed motionless; her beautiful pink orbs were closed, and there was a strained look on her face. Even in her sleep the pain tainted her every facial expression. There were IVs hooked up to her arms, and there was the haunting hum of the monitors that displayed Akilee's internal functions with beeps and shifting numbers. The two pulled up chairs at their daughter's bedside and waited patiently. Akilee's friends started filtering in not soon after.

Eight hours after arriving at the hospital, Akilee woke. After stirring a bit in her sleep, Akilee's eyes fluttered open only to see the figures of her family and friends all gathered around her bedside. As soon as Akilee moved, everyone had their eyes on Akilee; worry etched into every single one of their faces. She looked around wearily, still in a haze from the pain medication the doctors had administered her for her wounds. She had almost forgotten the entire ordeal until she looked down at her hospital gown. Then, in a sudden burst of movement Akilee kicked her blankets off of her and pulled up the night gown, to see her bandaged stomach. There was bits of blood that had soaked through the bandages. That was all the confirmation that Akilee needed to know that everything she had hoped was a horrible nightmare, was entirely true.

Tears welled up in those beautiful eyes of hers, and Akilee turned away from her loved ones. She was unable to face them in those moments, ashamed of the wounds that she allowed to be inflicted upon her body. As the tears started to rush down Akilee's battered face, her body began to tremble. She lifted shaking hands to attempt and cover her face. But just as she was about to hide herself behind her hands, she was stopped. Her friend Jordan had reached out and grabbed her hand, stopping her from covering her face. Silently he pulled her hands away, and pulled Akilee into a warm hug. The others followed, and soon Akilee was being warmly embraced by everyone in that room.

Akilee's hot tears slowed, but still steadily strolled down her cheeks. The warmth coming from all those hugging her provided her with a feeling of reassurance so strong, she wouldn't have been able to describe it. She reached her little arms out and hugged all that she could, sobbing soft words to all of them, thanking them for being her friend, or telling them that she loved them. She was so overwhelmed with love in those moments, that Akilee would not suffer any actual emotional turmoil until she was returned home from the hospital. And when she did return, Ashley was already in jail. She would never again lay a finger on Akilee, or anyone else for that matter. In fact, Ashley was probably the one being beat on in prison. Those prison folk don't take well to child abusers of any sort.

Akilee's parents stayed with her, no longer wanting to leave their child alone. They would put their career on hold until Akilee was out of high school and headed to college. It was probably a good thing that they were there to support her too, because the first night Akilee was home, her parents were awoken by her screams. Springing themselves from bed, they sprinted all the way to Akilee's room where the screams were emerging. When they opened the door, they saw Akilee screaming and kicking frantically in bed. But no one else was in the room with her. No one was even near her. There was no one else in the house but the three. And then they noticed that Akilee's eyes were closed the entire time. She was suffering from night terrors. The pain and sorrow in her cries and screams tore Akilee's parents apart. Their daughter had suffered so much while they were gone. She was no longer suffering in silence; even though she wasn't aware that she was letting out all the pain she had held in for so long.

Akilee's parents woke her, then retreated to bed. After four more nights of the constant night terrors Akilee was taken to a doctor. After a few tests, she was indeed diagnosed with night terrors and prescribed a medication. Akilee took her medicine that night before bed. But this time she wouldn't be waking in her sleep from the terrors. This night she was awakened by the tightening in her throat. Gasping for breath, she reached for her throat feeling as if she were being choked. Upon realizing her throat was closing, she got up and ran to her parent's room. She opened the door and fell over, wheezing and gasping as her throat began to close. Rushed again to the hospital, Akilee nearly suffocated. After recieving medicine for the allergic reaction, Akilee's throat settled and she was okay. She didn't rely on any sort of medicine or doctors after that. She then resorted to dream catchers, herbs, and other such things. And luckily they seemed to help. Things were finally looking up.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our show! We are thrilled to have you here! And here with us are Akilee the trainer and our newest addition, Oliver the killer Whale!"

And with that the announcer was silenced, leaving Akilee standing upon the cement edge of a massive pool, which held a surfaced killer whale. With a wetsuit on and a headset perched on her ears, Akilee stood tall and waved with a massive smile on her face.

"Hey guys! I really hope you're ready to be astounded. Oliver, say hello to everyone!"
And with her command, the whale flipped himself in the water, lifting one of his fins out of the water before waving it back an fourth. He swam in a circle, to address the whole audience before flipping back upright, and retrieving the fish Akilee held out for him. Akilee patted his slick, wet head as the crowd clapped and cheered. And with a simple hand gesture from Akilee, Oliver the whale backed away from the edge and submerged himself into the water. Akilee looked to the audience, before taking off her headset, and then diving into the water herself. The announcer took over, narrating every move Akilee made.

"Now watch as Akilee rides Oliver!"

And just as the announcer spoke, Oliver surfaced right under Akilee, causing her to be lifted onto his back. She patted his head once more, and as Akilee smiled Oliver swam about the pool casually. She waved at the audience members, and then proceeded to stand upon Oliver's back, carefully balancing herself upon his slippery skin. Then, carefully she walked up him, heading towards his head. And as she stood gently upon his head, he lifted it, hoisting her high as he swam. She reached the tip of his nose, and while precisely balancing herself on the whale, she held out her hands as the applause sounded. Then, Akilee bent her knees, and as she did, the whale lowered his head. And as she then started to straighten rapidly, to jump off the tip of the whale's nose, he whipped his head back, sending Akilee into the air. She twisted, and did a graceful flip, before diving into the water. Akilee remained submerged, waiting for the whale to turn around and retrieve her as he was supposed to. And he did just that. He scooped her back up onto his head and surfaced the water once more, with Akilee perched upon his head with her arms up.

The crowd cheered and roared, excited over Akilee's daring tricks. After a few more flips and astounding tricks, Akilee's part of the act was over. She wasted no time in heading from the whale section to the smaller fish section where she often swam around in the aquarium wrapped around a tunnel for kids to walk through. Slipping on her hand made mermaid tail, and fake clam top, Akilee moved on to her next part of the show, being the mystical mermaid to inspire young children. Sitting on the edge of the pool, she took in a deep breath. She smiled to herself, not being able to believe how utterly happy she was. With her happiness fresh in her mind, Akilee dove into the water. The cold water engulfed her, and for a moment Akilee simply floated there with her eyes closed.

She opened her eyes.

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She sat up straight, gasping as her eyes shot open. She saw nothing at first, pure darkness flooded her vision. But as her beautiful pink orbs adjusted, a bit of light made her surroundings slightly visable. Her heart was racing, and she didn't know why. She looked around fearfully, though she wasn't sure of what exactly she was afraid of. Her eyes darted around the room, and yet everything she could see brought no familiarity to her. Nothing within her sights rang any bells, and that alone was enough to make little Akilee nervous. After a few moments of sitting there in shock, Akilee stood up to check out her surroundings a bit more. She paused in getting up, when her eyes caught a small messenger bag. She didn't know how, or why, but she registered it as being her own. And so she reached down and picked it up without much thought. Placing it on her shoulder, she stood up straight and then started walking.

After seeing several white tiles that had different numbers marked on them, followed by two black letters that read ft, Akilee put together that she was in the bottom of an emptied out pool. She didn't really know how she knew that, either. Confused and scared, Akilee headed quickly to the metal ladder that would allow her to climb out of the pool. She grabbed hold of the squeaky metal ladder and pulled herself up each of the ice cold rungs. She peeked over the top of the ladder, peering out around the pool to make sure no one else was around before she crawled onto the cement floor surrounding the pool. She stood up quickly, feeling uneasy in the darkness. She moved away from the edge of the pool, looking all around her as she did. But while she was so busy looking, she didn't notice a tipped over chair in front of her. Clumsily, she tripped right over it and toppled over with a squeaky scream.

She laid upon the cement, knowing for sure she had scraped her left knee a bit by the pounding pain now emerging from it. Tears pricked at her eyes, she was so scared. She didn't know where she was, why she was there, or what had brought her there. The more she tried to figure things out, the more distressed she became. She couldn't remember anything. She couldn't remember a thing about her past, no matter how hard she tried. She released a frustrated sob, covering her head as if to hide away from the darkness. Her hands rested upon the knitted squid hat perched upon her head. She hadn't even noticed it. Her fingers ran over the threads, woven in and out of one another. She pulled the hat off for just a second, looking at it. It brought a comfort to her, though she couldn't explain why. She pulled it back over her head, feeling safer with it on.

"Shine your light so I can see you~"

She jumped at the sudden noise that rang out. It was a song, sweet singing mixed in with a soft melody. She looked all around to find the source of the sound; startled by it. Quickly she realized the noise was emerging from the bag she'd picked up. She flipped the top off of the bag, and unzipped it. She rummaged through it before picking up an iPhone that was lit up. She realized then that it was the source of the music. She stared at it, not entirely sure how she knew what it was. She stared at the lit up screen, currently a screen that said "iTunes Library Playlist : Smile! Current Song: 'Shine' By The David Crower Band." She looked around at her surroundings once more, as the music echoed out. A flash of light caught her eyes, and for the moment the room was lit up as something bright passed by the big glass windows surrounding the room. She stood up, and approached one of these glass windows. Akilee's free hand met with the window, and as her eyes gazed out the window, her mouth fell agape.

Bright, twinkling stars glittered in the sky and reflected in Akilee's widened pink eyes. She watched comets fly by. It was an ocean of black dotted with shimmering stars and magnificent balls of fire swimming through it. After staring for a few moments, Akilee peered back down at the iPhone. She exited out of the music library, and stared at only two icons upon the whole screen. There was the music library, and then something named "EtoW Chat and Bulletin Client." She raised her delicate finger and pressed the icon without even questioning why, and it brought up a new window. Her eyes quickly scanned through all the bulletins it brought up, before she pushed the new user button. She stared at the box reserved for a name she was to choose for herself. After a few moments she typed in "BlackSheep", without understanding why. It just seemed to fit. She also proceeded to pick the color turquoise for her text.

Then she stared at the newest bulletin. It was entitled "Anyone Out There?" She pushed it, and read the two posts. Well, they were made recently from what she could tell. She swiped away a tear clinging to her cheek; feeling reassured that she wasn't all alone. She waited a few moments, gazing at the empty text box. She wasn't sure if she should respond or not. She took in a deep breath, and then her fingers pushed on the touch keyboard. She had to.

"I do too. What's going on? Do either of you know where we are, or what happened? Please tell me I'm not all alone here..."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

For the unrelenting constantcy of love and hope can rescue and restore you from any scope.

[z o m-bee-k a t]

Samples ;D

Will Do;;

Dark Fantasy
Epic/High Fantasy
Low Fantasy
Magic Realism

Cyberpunk
Science Fantasy
Horror

<333

Anything Circus or Asylum Related.
Apocalyptic.
Zombiez.
Gore/Blood/Guts = <3

Romance betwixt either gender
Most anything else on the emotional spectrum :]]
Most anything that is NOT on the Won't Do list

The following fanfiction;;
Repo! The Genetic Opera! (<3)
Edward Scissorhands
The Crow
Wolf's Rain
NOTE: I don't do many fanfictions at all. So ask me if it isn't on the Won't do list and we'll see.


Won’t Do ;;
Historical Fiction Post 18oos

I will however consider writing something taking place in the Roarin’ Twenties, or possibly WWII.

Bodice Busters & Harlequin Romance
Mystery.
Family fiction
Westerns
Hardcore secks scenes.
Furries and furry secks.

Like with many "art" type artists here, anthropomorphic characters are fine. Tails, wings, ears, whatever. A few scales here and there, two forms, whatever. That doesn’t weird me out.

Incest

Creeps me da ******** out.

Shōjo stories
Shōnen stories
Sparkling Vampires. =/
Beastality. (********. Ew.)
Animal Abuse (No. No. NO.)


The following fanfiction;;
Dragon Ball Z
Naruto
Bleach
One Piece
True Blood
Most anything Shōjo or Shōnen

I just don’t dig it –Shrug--

Tennis Prince or anything of the like.
. . . Twilight D;<
Most anything that’s cutesy and romantic.
Soap opera fan fics.

Just covering my bases

Glee
Crime Dramas.
I’m sure this list will grow << >>

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