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 Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 6:48 pm
Walking to edge admiring the sky, Seisuke took the time to remember the past, adknowledge what he has done now and reflecting what would be the repercution later. Calm, colected and silent was he.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 9:30 pm
Once Joy kissed her new husband, she looked right at Drake just as her mother had done. This time though, he did not give her a nod of reassurance. He simply looked at her with his smile as she walked back past his seat and out the door. Her husband had looked at him too, but his eyes were filled with a strange sense of loathing. Once again everything went black.
Now they stood in a room, flames lashing out at them from all sides. Though it was simply a dream, the heat from the flames felt all to real. The smoke would make it hard to see, but this scene was perhaps too greusome to actually see perfectly. Another thing that set this little part of the dream away from the rest was the emotion that came through it. An overwhelming sense of sadness came with the vision, and it was obvious why. On the wall a man was pinned by blades through his arms and legs. Try as he might to escape, his movements only made his prison that much more painful. On a chair sat Drake, tears rolling down his face and onto that of a lifeless body... Joy's lifeless body. In her chest was still the knife that had been used to do it. Drake held onto it like a child that had just fallen asleep.
"And the first step to who you know now... the death of his neice." The puppet said, its voice lacking the warmth it had held just moments ago.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 9:52 pm
Her eyes filling with tears, she covered her mouth with her hand. "Oh no .." she said softly, still watching, feeling many emotions as she watched this continue to unfold.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 9:59 pm
Drake moved some hair from Joy's face, then lifted her off of him and placed her upon the burning bed. He smiled despite his sadness, then turned around to the man. His smile grew horribly dark as he slowly went to the man with a tilted head. "Have you ever know what it was like to have your flesh mealt from your body?" He reached out his hand and touched the man. For a moment nothing seemed to happen, but suddenly the man screamed. Sure enough, before their very eyes the man's skin began to melt and mold. The screams were horrible, but Drake did not seemed to mind in the least bit. "Your family... your villiage... your whole ******** bloodline will share your fate. Anyone who even carries a similar scent as you will..." Suddenly everything seemed to stop as if frozen in time. Drake somewhat short red hair suddenly grew dark and long and when he turned around his eyes bore nothing but rage. "Enjoying the show? Khazid? Ziven?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 11:09 pm
She jumped, clearly startled by the sudden change, acknowledging that Vice had clearly woken. Trying not to to look afraid after the initial shock, she looked toward Khazid with question. After a moment, she replied. "Appreciate .. knowing .." she replied softly to Vice.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 11:25 pm
"Knowing what? My past? Does it give you enjoyment to see the pain I felt so long ago?" He said, his voice going from pure anger to deathly calm. "Would you like to see what came next? The punishment that I placed upon the land where I had to bury my Neice?" Without even waiting for an answer the scene went dark and once again they Puppet and Ziven were left alone. "He..." The puppet began, then stopped and shook its head. "He has stripped me of control. We can leave only when he wishes it... if even he has that much control over himself."
After a moment they were standing upon a cliffside that overlooked a town and field. Standing by them was the Drake, watching everything that happened below. The town was being burned by a black flame, people were screaming and panicing in an attempt to flee. Some people even resorted to harming other to perserve themselves. The people that did manage to get out of the town were almost immediately swallowed by the earth once they reached the field. As Drake watched a smile grew on his face. "It is beautiful, isn't it?" He asked, turning his head and looking right at Ziven. For a moment his left eye had a pale glow to it, but that soon disappeared. "No!" A man said from behind Drake. Standing there in white robes was a blue-haired man with two beautiful white wings. Drake pulled his attention away from Ziven and looked at the Angel. "Why not, dear Khazid? Do you not approve of me ridding the world of creatures who do such vile things as put others at risk to save themselves?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 11:34 pm
"No joy .. Simply .. curious .."she said softly, then she bobbed her head, simply accepting what was. Again she covered her mouth with the sight, tremendously saddened yet somehow still hopeful. To see Khazid in his true form would have brought a smile to her face, had the circumstances of what was seen before them was not so troublesome. She continued to glance at the puppet from time to time, though her attention was mostly focused on the memory before them.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 11:51 pm
The puppet moved behind her and placed its head upon her leg. It did not wish to see anymore... at least not of this. "Those people are innocent! Did torturing her killer do nothing for you?" Khazid pleaded, his voice almost paniced. Drake turned away from him and continued to watch the town burn and people die. "She loved this town from the moment I showed her this plane. She loved that man who killed her. That man was from this villiage... I will not be able to avenge her death until all that wronged her dies with her. Her husband, this town and soon this whole world." His smiled widened even more as a slight laugh escaped his lips. "It is just one of many, it will not be missed."
For a moment Khazid was taken aback by what was said, but he quickly regained his composure. "If you will not stop, then I will stop you. The innocent must not get their blood spilled." After speaking Khazid pulled out a pure white sword... but by then it was too late. Before the last word escaped the lips of the angel, Drake had already drawn his sword and run Khazid through. Drakes smile had faded completely as he began to slowly turn the blade. "First Joy disobeys me and marries the man that kills her... Now you are willing to kill me to save the lives of creatures who mean nothing to you?" His voice was very sad as he spoke, but he did not stop turning the blade. "It seems the people I care for do not care for me..."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 12:00 am
When the puppet lay against her she looked to him with a sad smile and lay her hand across his back. She watched what was, her expression still pained from reliving these memories, this dream along with them. The final words spoken in the memory of what was seemed to echo through her mind, she could sympathize with this sentiment but not so extreme. She bobbed her head, seeming to have understood something. "How did you come to that conclusion? How did you know what would come?" she asked calmly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 12:12 am
Drake pulled the blade from the body and once again everything went black. Again Drake turned into Vice and turned around, looking right at Ziven. "Because everything I have ever come across thought of me as a monster. My own blood brother tried to take my life when I was but an infant, simply for the reason that I had power he did not understand. When my father found out that I could nto be controlled, he locked me in a realm that had not light. When I escaped, people ran or attacked me for one reason or another. The people who show me kindness either die horribly or betray me. That has never changed... And there is only so much a person can take before they just want it to end." A very odd smile appeared on his face after he spoke. "Ironic thing is, I can't really die. I can life forever without growing older, and when one body dies I simply go to another. Being alone does... horrible things to a person."
"But listen to me, I'm babbling." Vice said with a laugh. "Since you are already inside my dream, care to see the first time I ever met Reevis?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 12:17 am
"I find it interesting .. how similar and how different we are." she said softly, gently brushing her hand along Khazid's back. Blue eyes shot back to Vice, surprised, somber, longing, hopeful. After a moment of hesitation, she slowly nodded her head.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 12:32 am
Vice shrugged. "Every person is different. If you were as old as I am, I bet you would understand better." With a wave of his hand they were in a small villiage that seemed to be located somewhere in the desert. Vice turned away from the puppet and Ziven, then placed his hand on the head of a little girl who stood beside him. There was a crowed before them; many people were shouting things like demon and monster, some seemed to be hiding behind others while they attempted to see what was going on, and some were laughing as if they were enjoying themselfs. Vice looked over the crowd and shook his head a bit. Suddenly his silver eye shined brightly. Many people fell to the floor instantly, the ones left were holding their heads as if in horrible pain. Carefully Vice and the little girl stepped over the bodies and to a small, badly bruised boy. There were rocks all around him and his blood was all over the ground next to him. His long silver hair covered his face and shoulders and he did not seem to be moving. Vice pushed the boy over with his foot and saw the reason for the people's prejudice. On his chest was a large lump along with black veins that ran to it. "Daddy! He has no eyes!" The girl said with a laugh. "Can we keep him?" With a laugh, Vice nodded and picked up the silver haired boy, and a moment later everything went dark.
"Open your eyes, and get out of my head." Vice said from somehwere in the darkness.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 12:43 am
Nodding her head, she watched with morbid curiosity as the scene unfolded before her, it was just as he explained. Before he even came in to view, she knew this would be one of the most bittersweet moments of her life. Seeing him lie there, bloodied and hurt, she wished she could reach out, to help him, to be there for him despite knowing it was not possible. When Vice spoke again, she nodded, relaxing and making sure she was out of his head, with or without help from either of them. Once back to reality, she looked around, needing to get her bearings again after it having been so long in his memories. "Thank you Vice." she said softly, looking to him with honest gratitude, the expression on her face was somber, inclining her head slightly.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 12:51 am
Vice was looking at her with one eye, still in his dragon form. With a slight grunt he closed his eye and began to get comfortable again. "Don't mention it... literally. I never want to hear about this instance again." After a moment he stopped moving and laid still. "Oh, and you need to pay more attention to your feelings. The one you care about could be right next to you, but you seem to ignore such things. You are part dragon, so think with you heart and instincts for once... your mind can mislead you."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 1:01 am
"I will say no more of it." she said softly, with a nod. Lowering her gaze slightly, she listened to his words, eventually shaking her head. "Why should I allow myself to love anyone dearly again? It only leads to sorrow. I care for all, I have a love in my heart for all. It is not easy to decide such things alone. Though I may be half dragon .. I have not the honor of being able to choose or be chosen by another as a partner. I suppose it is because, in a way, I am both .. yet I am neither." she sighed, his final words truly sinking in. "Though I know how to love .. I know not how my heart chooses another. More importantly, I know not how the heart of another may choose me. I care for everyone rather equally .. to begin with."
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