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OOC: XD hun, this rp has spread to 17 pages. By all means, please do.

BIC: Her eyes widened and she clutched on with both hands as her seat gave a lurch to lay down, trying to keep from falling. Slowly, she reached up to pat the male on the head, wanting to be comforting but unsure how to accumulate it to a canine. "Its okay...If all goes well...no harm in the end, right?" The female lightly blushed, closing her eyes now so the darkness wouldn't get to her as much. This would be a very, very long three days. "And on the bright side...if nothing else, I don't hate you." If nothing else, he could be happy in knowing he was now her second most talked to person. And to keep from going insane here...she would be talking a lot more to him.

At the soft pawing, the females pale rose eyes opened. She could semi-see now after three days in the dark, her eyes adjusting well. The maple tree stood before them, twisted awkwardly in the tainted soils of the shadow world. It seemed to cry in pain. "Yes..." A hand flicked to her mouth to cover a yawn. "Any...any time now." Zana lifted her head from the wolfs body to move into a sitting position. "...I hope...she's alright..."

OOC: I am sooooo sorry <.<;;; I needed a break from FA. And I got a boyfriend now, who dislikes me being on Gaia while talking to him. Which is all the time. But he's at work now ;>.>

BIC: She nodded, gently rubbing her head as she shrugged off the dregs of sleep. "Just...be careful." She would be watching him like a hawk however. Gaurdians...please let her mother be okay... "Remove the collar he says..." Anaz's voice whispered mockingly from the bottom of the red maple tree. "The nymphs grip is loosening...I feel it. Just run back to your little girlfriend and enjoy the show."

OOC: Everyone did XD Except like, Mina. Mina's always there o.o

BIC: She glared at the tree's base, shocked. Even beaten down, even weak beyond reason...They still had the gall to insult them? "Kill us? Here? In the shadow realm? Ha! Only way you'd ever do that, is to kill the one who created us. And no matter how hard you try, you'll never succeed in that." A piece of the maples shadow shifted. "And when I get free...ooo...that pink little demon is mine..." A crooked laughter sounded, edging close to insanity. "You'd like that, wouldn't you Shadow? To watch me kill your little friend? And it'll be all your fault. Just like its always your fault."

OOC: XDD She certainly is dedicated enough.

BIC: 'That pink little demon is mine.' The cold words struck deep. She had never been hated before. And now the first time she is, its so bad they want to kill her. It wasn't like Zana was scared though so much as...sad. How could she had avoided this? What could she have done? "How?! I don't know how to open a portal out of here." The maple tree began to shift, seeming to writhe in pain. Another laugh, sharper then before. "You're too late. Its always too late. Our prison door is swinging open..." The leaves began to redden as the bark began to smooth. But something was not right. The transformation continued as normal, but the air around it was all wrong. As the last branch smoothed into a delicate arm, Tartara fell to the ground, covered in seething wounds, glistening with thick red blood as the sap turned. Instead of looking as if she stepped from a model magazine, the half nymph was ashen, her skin a pale porceline as it continued to rip like rice paper. She didn't eat. She didn't have to. All of her nutrients came from the soil...And so the tainted ground of the shadow realm had slipped into her veins, slowly killing the woman from the inside out.

It was all the female could do to stare in horror as the tree transformed. Tartara. The caretaker stood on her own two feet a mere minute before crashing to the ground. Tartara. 'Sorry Zana...' Sorry? Sorry?! Her jaw tightened as she looked away, tears springing into her pale eyes. A sharp jerk brought them back onto the fallen figure. 'Get out of here.' No need to tell her again. "MOM!!!" The demonic screamed, digging her feet into the ground to sharply push off into an all out run. Slowly Anaz rose from the ground, grinning merrily. She looked down at the half nymph. "Aw...and to think...she was the best fighter out of all of you. And now..." She laughed softly. "Now she's been perminitely taken out of commision." The copy looked up at the pained cry, feeling a shudder move up her spine. "Oh good...she's coming to me!" The female stepped forward just in time to slam her fist into the pink demons stomach, halting her from reaching her pathetic mother.

Tartara. Tartara. Tartara. Tartara. Mother. She had to reach her! She had to- "Oomf!" Her body stopped even as it tried to continue forwards in momentum. She crashed onto her hands and knees, gasping for breath even as her midrift bloomed in pain. Grinning, she reached out for Zana's pretty ball of hair...and was promptly hit with a brick wall. She all but flew backwards, her shoulderblades hitting the ground first to have her skid. No. Not a brick wall. Shadow. She tightly closed her eyes, cursing herself mentally at the pain before moving onto her own knees. "I was going to kill her quickly, pup. But now...now...you're going to hear her scream."

Her stomach twisted in pain even as she forced herself forwards. She had to get tartara out of there. She needed her. For once, her mother really needed her...and Zana needed her. With a last grunt she sat down beside the unconcious nymph, gently sliding her arms under the woman. And slowly, carefully, she rose. And instantly ran to the open portal. "I'll be waiting for you Shadow!" The female called over her shoulder, the first warm words she had spoken to the male. After the time they had spent together in the cold darkness of the shadow realm...if threatened with torchure, she'd admit he was her very first friend.

"No!" She twisted under the pup, snarling. The clone reached up to the wolves neck, fastening her hands around his throat. "If I can't have her, I'll just make do with you!!" She couldn't kill him, but she could certainly knock him out from lack of oxygen.