theforkdork
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Your Dreams Are Not Your Own
I Have No Regrets.
Aaron smirked at Sydney's words, but as the black, shadowy orb grew and grew in her hands, it slipped off. He tensed, bracing himself for the impact; he wouldn't be able to dodge something of that magnitude. When it hit, it seemed to sink down into his flesh, attacking his nerves and veins, biting and snipping with a whirlwind of fury. It was painful, but there was worse. He hardly noticed as she tossed him up at the glass ceiling, he was so concentrated on gathering his power. Once the onslaught stopped, he stood slowly, an insane grin spreading across his face as he flicked his fingers and vines of black chains wrapped themselves around Sydney's body.
He threw his head back and cackled. The only threat left was now the Light Angel. "Don't even bother trying to break through those chains. They not only bind your body, but your mind and your power. I told you I learned some new stuff; guess who I learned that from? The Council. They've taken quite a liking to me, since I am delivering you to them. How's it feel to be the huntress who is hunted? Not very fun, is it?" He laughed shrilly, his eyes dancing with a deranged light.
"And now, it's time to call Karuun and Dante. They'll be quite pleased to know of your capture. You can feel them, can't you? Maybe you're just to powerful for your own good...Dark Angels are flocking to it." Giggling dementedly, he stepped back before sending out what worked as a radio wave, passing the message on to it's target before dissipating.
Suddenly, a dark shape appeared in the center of the room, no more than a mere shadow, though it was materializing quickly. Formed from the blackness in their souls, a cruel-looking man took shape. His death black eyes swept around the room before landing on Sydney. Reaching out a pale hand, he beckoned to her. "Come. Your soul is mine." He said, his voice rasping unpleasantly. His appearance was that of an everyday, average Joe person, but his eyes and aura and cruel twist of his mouth begged to differ. The black shimmer around him was so strong that even a human would feel it, striking an unexplainable fear and the need to get away, in whatever way needed, including sacrificing others for themselves. Aaron shivered involuntarily. That...creature was what he'd spent months with, learning secrets and knowledge no man should ever hope to know. And now, Sydney would spent eternity with him. Only she wouldn't be protected...No. It would be allowed to do whatever it pleased with her. Karuun and Dante's presences magnified as they stepped into the boundaries of the house.
Just a bit longer, and Sydney would be gone, gone gone!
((man...i had wayyy too much fun writing that!))
Your Dreams Are Not Your Own
I Have No Regrets.
Aaron smirked at Sydney's words, but as the black, shadowy orb grew and grew in her hands, it slipped off. He tensed, bracing himself for the impact; he wouldn't be able to dodge something of that magnitude. When it hit, it seemed to sink down into his flesh, attacking his nerves and veins, biting and snipping with a whirlwind of fury. It was painful, but there was worse. He hardly noticed as she tossed him up at the glass ceiling, he was so concentrated on gathering his power. Once the onslaught stopped, he stood slowly, an insane grin spreading across his face as he flicked his fingers and vines of black chains wrapped themselves around Sydney's body.
He threw his head back and cackled. The only threat left was now the Light Angel. "Don't even bother trying to break through those chains. They not only bind your body, but your mind and your power. I told you I learned some new stuff; guess who I learned that from? The Council. They've taken quite a liking to me, since I am delivering you to them. How's it feel to be the huntress who is hunted? Not very fun, is it?" He laughed shrilly, his eyes dancing with a deranged light.
"And now, it's time to call Karuun and Dante. They'll be quite pleased to know of your capture. You can feel them, can't you? Maybe you're just to powerful for your own good...Dark Angels are flocking to it." Giggling dementedly, he stepped back before sending out what worked as a radio wave, passing the message on to it's target before dissipating.
Suddenly, a dark shape appeared in the center of the room, no more than a mere shadow, though it was materializing quickly. Formed from the blackness in their souls, a cruel-looking man took shape. His death black eyes swept around the room before landing on Sydney. Reaching out a pale hand, he beckoned to her. "Come. Your soul is mine." He said, his voice rasping unpleasantly. His appearance was that of an everyday, average Joe person, but his eyes and aura and cruel twist of his mouth begged to differ. The black shimmer around him was so strong that even a human would feel it, striking an unexplainable fear and the need to get away, in whatever way needed, including sacrificing others for themselves. Aaron shivered involuntarily. That...creature was what he'd spent months with, learning secrets and knowledge no man should ever hope to know. And now, Sydney would spent eternity with him. Only she wouldn't be protected...No. It would be allowed to do whatever it pleased with her. Karuun and Dante's presences magnified as they stepped into the boundaries of the house.
Just a bit longer, and Sydney would be gone, gone gone!
((man...i had wayyy too much fun writing that!))