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 Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 8:47 pm
((( Haha, its all good. Everyone is infected with writer’s block right now. It happens. )))
Jasper opened his eyes when he felt Jess kiss him softly on the cheek. He almost smiled, but something was tugging at his mind. When he looked back over at Jess the look on her face brought everything crashing back down on him.
Ebony throwing him at Logan, making the trade. Alice in the clutches of the Rouges. Logan saying why he betrayed them. The gunfire…
Jasper almost leapt out of his seat when he remembered what he had done.
“Logan is dead,” he whispered harshly. His eyes were staring hard up at the ceiling. “Alec ordered for us to be killed. Logan saved me, but…”
Jasper choked on his words. Logan had been his best friend for years now. He was like his brother and mentor. And in his final moments Jasper had only been aware of the blood seeping toward him and had tried to feed off of it.
Despite the pain that shot all the way up his arms, Jasper clenched his fists and slammed down his good hand. “That b*****d killed Logan. Im going to kill him. We have to go. Alice is there and we can get her too.”
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 4:35 am
As she kissed him on the cheek softly, Jasper opened his eyes and looked back over to her. This made her smile, "I missed you, dearly.." Something in her face must have triggered memories of this morning because he whispered harshly,"Logan is dead." He was no longer looking at her, he was staring hard at the ceiling. "Alec ordered for us to be killed. Logan saved me, but..." He cut off short. Jess looked at him, understanding how he felt. "I..know how that feels Jasper. You know my story. You know that he let me live when he look everything away from me.. I'm..just glad that he didn't take you away, too..."She said slowly in a whisper. He clenched his fists and slammed down his good hand, "That b*****d killed Logan. I'm going to kill him. We have to go. Alice is there and we can get her, too." She looked at him painstakingly, "I want to kill him, too, Jasper..and that girl too." Images of yesterday filled her mind; with the garroting wire around her wrist and the pain in Jasper's eyes as it gripped tighter and the torture she put Jasper through. Anger filtered through her, she wasn't sure if she wanted to say anything about it, but she decided to. "Ebony..is going to have to deal with me." He gave her a worried look, "Jasper..I saw everything. She knew I would." She looked down at the ground, "I never want you to deal with that again, Jasper...She only got to you because you were protecting me... you..." She stopped short and looked at his bandaged up arm. "I really hope that heals like mine did..but even if it does...it probably won't be anywhere as good as it was before." She leaned in close to him, "As soon as you have the strength, and you get some color back in your face...we will go. Alright? I can try to call Syvra.. to get her to help."
"..Syvra..she wouldn't have just taken Jasper. It's not her style... She would do anything to keep him alive, even if it's just so she can kill him herself. Logan's not dead..." She looked at Jasper confidently, "Logan's not dead."
((If you don't want him to know that Logan is alive just cut out the end part))
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 12:13 pm
Syvra snorted when she heard Logan call himself a selfish b*****d. She had to agree, but her eyes sharpened when he said she should've left him there. "So what? They could mangle your body and dump it in front of your old friends? Ruin them? Oh yes, Logan, what a brilliant plan you had there." She stood and started pacing, listening to the rest. She saw him take in her appearance but didn't understand his expression. It looked like he wasn't as surprised as she thought he'd be, but she didn't care, she had things to think about and listen to. But when she heard his explanation for giving Alice to Alec, his random question, and his thanks, she slammed her hands onto the table and snarled at him. "You," she spat, "should never have formed the Cursed group if you weren't even going to cure us! You got our hopes up! You gave us a possible way to get our old lives back and then you TAKE IT AWAY FROM US!" Instead of upending the table he was lying on, she did it to the little tray of medical instruments next to him, sending some of them buried inches into the wall. She began pacing in a circle, muttering under her breath, but she knew he would hear her and that's exactly what she wanted. "Why did you dash our hopes? So you could find your precious Alice? You USED us!" She spun around, grabbing a black leather trenchcoat that she had acquired from Rossdale. As she jerked it on, it hugged her body and flared out behind her as she stomped out of the room, through the double doors that were dented from the door she'd thrown at them, through the doorway they were trying to repair to the storm drain where'd she'd come from. She was going to visit the pitiful, broken group she used to be part of to see if Jasper was alive and tell them what she knew.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 2:47 pm
Nathan looked at Jess. "It seems that Alec has taken something, if not everything, from each of us. If not then, then now. He's a monster. I feel sick just knowing I'm a product of his twisted, tainted curse." Nathan sighed. "Lets hope Longan's alive. There's always hope, especially when it comes to Alec." Nathan stood. He walked over to Rosen's side. "We need a plan. And we need Syvra. We need all of us to get the Cure back." Nathan looked down at his hands. "Do you think...the demon of shadows...is still alive?" Nathan asked. He knew of his origins. Just about everyone did. It was common knowledge, especially now having the Cure back. Nathan looked at Jess. Even thinking about trying to get help from that beast was insane, and Nathan knew it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 7:27 pm
((Ahhhhhh. I'm sickeningly busy. Sorry everyone. Don't expect another Alaric post until the weekend after this one. My internship is ending, I'm moving back to college, I'm going to a convention, and I'm going on a hiking trip. My apologies once again. See you on the other side.))
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 6:59 pm
Guys..I'm not gonna be home all weekend.. and if you post after midnight I can post in the morning but that'll be the last of it until Sunday night. neutral
Sorry.
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 2:57 pm
((( Ill post soon, just not right now. Trying to rest on my last day of summer, and also prepare for school tomorrow. sweatdrop )))
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Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 8:41 pm
I'm back home..I'll post once Rosie posts for Jasper.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 12:19 pm
((I don't want to post until Rosey posts for Logan, so I guess my hands are tied.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 6:17 pm
((Rosey quit procrastinating and post for Alec dammit >.<))
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 8:27 pm
((( Me, procrastinate? I would never. And if you ever call me while Im playing pokemon again, just so you can have me post.... *shakes fist*
Le sigh. Alright, Im posting Im posting. )))
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 8:29 pm
EndOfDawn ((( Me, procrastinate? I would never. And if you ever call me while Im playing pokemon again, just so you can have me post.... *shakes fist* Le sigh. Alright, Im posting Im posting. ))) *crowd cheers* *crowd mumbles "about time"* biggrin biggrin
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 8:48 pm
Logan couldn’t look at Syvra as she stormed out of the room, but when she disappeared he had the urge to follow her. His whole body exploded in pain as he lifted his head, but stubbornly he continued to try and get up. He almost made it, until he felt one of the bullet wounds, one very close to his heart, open back up. He felt suddenly dizzy and let himself fall back onto the cold table. The world swam before his eyes. In an attempt to calm himself he closed them, reveling in the blanket of darkness his eyelids offered.
There were muffled voices coming from outside, but he could neither understand nor figure out who they belonged too. Maybe he was just too weak. He realized after a few moments of strained listening that some of the voices were male. Who were these people? Where had Syvra taken him? And what was the price for saving him that she would have to pay?
Logan felt cold. He curled in on himself, still not opening his eyes. He had no strength left anymore, as though the brief fight with Syvra had drained all he had left in him. His breathed was already heavier. Logan spent a long time just sorting his thoughts and concentrating on breathing.
His mind finally settled on a disturbing thought: Syvra would go to the Cursed, tell them what she knew. He wants worried that they would want to kill him. No, he could just hide, run away for a while. It was Alice who in danger. After all he had gone through to ensure her safety, Syvra was going to ruin it all. Surely the Cursed would pursue Alice, and now they knew the truth. They would kill her the minute they got their claws on her.
Logan’s fists clenched. It was too late to go after Syvra, and even if by some miracle he could even stand, there was no way he could stop her. His only other option was to gather as much strength as he could and try to get to Alice first. Alec though he was dead. There was no greater element of surprise.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 9:06 pm
Jasper couldn’t smile at Jess’s words. As much as he wanted too, he couldn’t quite bring himself to believe what she said. Images of Logan’s blank face lying next to his on the pavement refused to be pushed out from behind his eyes. He decided to just avoid the painful subject.
“Jess,” he said in his rough voice. It had changed so much in only a day, though from his screaming or from the vicious instinct that still clawed from within he wasn’t sure. “None of this was your fault.” He tried to lift his hand to her face, but a pain shot up it and he remembered that it was of no use. He switched the action to his right, bringing it up to brush shaking fingers across Jess’s cheek. It could only linger there for the smallest moment before falling back to his side.
He gave Jess the weakest of smiles, but it was not his smile; it was the smile of the creature Ebony had turned him into. Pointed fangs that promised spilt blood winked in the faint light. His lips curled up in a deadly mockery of humor. “Oh Jess, I will heal as quickly as I can. Even now, my body pulls me to her. Ebony. She will be mine. I can’t wait…to taste her, to hear her scream.” A dark chuckle escaped him, despite the pain it brought.
Jasper closed his eyes again, the smile still pulling up the corner of his mouth every once in a while. Soon he was lost again, this time in what seemed to be a fevered dream. From time to time his body would give a faint lurch in one direction, or muffled pleas and threats would pull from his throat.
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 9:46 pm
Alec watched with a lustful smile on his face as Alice wallowed in her suffering. He could almost taste her pain, her tears. He waited patiently in the silence, not feeling uncomfortable in the least. In truth, he could have sat there for hours basking in Alice’s miserable glow, but a few rapid knocks on his heavy door shattered the moment.
“Come in,” Alec said breezily, his eyes not leaving Alice.
Two servant women came in. One was carrying a tray in either hand, each piled high with expensive foods and wines. She set the trays down on Alec’s desk and gave him a curt bow before scurrying off, impatient to get away from the beast of a man.
The second woman was clutching a stack of dresses, all of them fitted for Alice’s slender frame. There must have been at least twelve there, and none of them were even remotely the same. Each dress was elegant and regal looking, finely made and unfit for such a city.
Alec smiled at the woman, satisfied with her findings. He gestured at the crimson sofa, signaling for her to leave the dresses there. She nodded and set down the dresses gently, afterwards fleeing the room just as quickly as the other woman.
The vampire waited for the door to close to let his gaze drift back to Alice. His face looked almost sad, but it was hard to tell if he was serious or not. “They fear and worship me. They respect and obey me.” His expression warped. His eyes burned into Alice as he stood, pacing slowly over to her. Each word dripped from his mouth tinged with darkness.
Alice returned the vampire’s look with as much fire and hate as she could put into her eyes, but Alec’s lips only twisted up into a smile. “But none of them look at me with such passion as you. “
“Passion?” Alice spat, scooting away from Alec as he crept closer, gliding across the floor and closing the distance between them. “I hate you. I want nothing more than to see you dead by my hands!”
Alec finally reached Alice and knelt at her side. He gripped her chin and stroked her cheek with his thumb. She tried to wrench herself free but he held her in place with ease. “Hate is passion, my love; the strongest of all.” Alec’s face was so close to Alice’s that his lips almost touched her jaw as he spoke. “You will never feel such passion for another as you feel for me. This craze, this ardor that I make you feel…” And now his lips did touch her as he trailed them across her jaw and down to her neck.
“It is solely mine.”
Alec’s hand went to hers, unlocking the handcuffs with a smooth flick of his wrists. It was unclear where he got the keys from, but they disappeared as quickly as they had come.
He could feel her heart racing, pumping the blood that could wipe away the gifts the Gods had bestowed upon him. It was such a bittersweet thing to have her here in front of him, and yet he was sure he could taste no finer blood.
“I have heard,” he whispered, his voice coming out muffled as he buried his face in her neck, “That no matter how much blood I draw from you, you cannot be Turned. You are an endless supply of all that I crave, my love.”
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