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 Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 6:35 pm
Step, drip, step....drip, step, drip.
The night had been long, like every other night long passed; the moon hanging overhead amongst the thousands of stars. The air was cool compared to the hot summer days which made the mare sweat as she tried to sleep amongst the makeshift shelters. The daylight was unkind to someone like she, the sneers, stares and complete disreguard that she was actually more than a monster was a constant mental battle to surpress the rage boiling in her heart.
Her family? Her shelter from the storm? Gone. All of them. God knows what had happened to Gabriel; her famed emotionless brother and from what she believed the apple of her father's eye. ******** him, him and his bloodlusting power. If thats what her father wanted; she too could rival that of her brother; she had the tail and the spikes to rip open flesh and end lives. How could she though when her father had promised to train her, but never did? Sabriel....gone. Probably off seducing and killing...her mother? Hell...she didn't want to know where that wretch had gone off too. Good riddance; her battle scars from that night left more of an impact on the young mare than her affection ever did.
Growing up alone was never easy, but growing up a mutant and still being alive was a miracle. Pausing by a dark stream, she flicked her spiked tail to splatter blood across the terra behind her...the pain was minimal; especially after so long of having the curse to eternally bleed. Biting her lip bitterly, the mare bowed her head slightly to let her long black and red locks fall over her eyes; her blood tinted wings folding elegantly at her side. Ever so softly, her strained voice sung a soft tune; wretched and sorrowful.
"Oh why....can't...you take me in your arms now..?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 10:23 am
Alone was best. That was what Cobalt had learned. For when he was alone, there were no stares, no jests, no fearful glances. He was tired of everyone being afraid of him, or behaving as if he was "lesser." He was tired of not fitting in, of being the odd one who was a mix of two races, but of neither one.
Curse his parents for making him this way.
Not that they'd stuck around, oh no. Cobalt had awoken all alone, and had been alone ever since. And he was perfectly fine with that.
At least, he was until he met her. Iofiel. The beautiful mare who had taught him how to fight, who had encouraged him to find somewhere that he could belong.
Now he was tormented by the insane idea that he could find companionship. For just one soul who could understand. What he wanted was for someone to tell him that it was impossible, that it was a fool's hope. Then he could go on in his solitary existence without a care for friendship or belonging.
Until then, he would prowl the darkness, that unanswered question burning in his heart. Could someone like him find even friendship? Or, was it truly impossible?
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 4:54 pm
Other than the soft trickling of the stream and the occasional hoot of a far off owl the night was quiet and serene, just how she liked it. It meant that no other force was around; be it foe or prey. Airlia however hoped that it could be the latter of the two, unlike her father that was given his curse from the very gods themselves; Airlia had inherited hers...and therefor found as she grew older the need to fill her system back up with that delicious sticky liquid had become a daily necessity. Occasionally when the hunt for stray wolves or deer became scarce; she'd have to go for more....cannibalistic means to get what she needed.
To eternally bleed meant she too needed a constant input of blood; 'lest she lose it all and pass out. That was in plain terms a deathwish.
Today was still alright; the fawn she'd caught and devoured in the morning was still holding strong. She wouldn't have to feed again till later on, which was a good thing....for what she heard next caused a primal defensive growl to rumble in her throat. Hooffalls....someone was near.
Rearing back as the need to survive boiled in her blood; the mare shot forth through the brush, navigating and smelling the air for the intruder. Her tail lashed wildly behind her, sawing down any foliage it happened to snap against. Seeing the dark form just beyond the bushes she lunged out, ready to sink her sharp canines into the jugular for a swift death....untill a moment before she actually looked at him. Flapping hard to reverse her momentum with her large feathered wings, the mare skidded to a hault not even a foot or two before the stallion; dark orbs staring at him intensely.
Kalona...? No. Where was his tail, his cloven hooves? Those wings were more like a bat's than Kalona's....but at the same time he was not normal...he even had the same skull wings as she; given her's was feathered. Unable to acess what this stallion was, or his threat potential; the mare simply bristled the hairs on her back, her spiked tail still lashing to and fro behind her sending blood splattering this way and that.
"You.....what are you?" She adressed less that politely, her fangs bared. Even if her father had yet to teach her to actually fight other Soquili; she still knew the basic forms of defence and readiness for any situation before she could assess what was going on.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 6:59 pm
Cobalt had thought himself alone until he heard the soft beat of hooves. His defenses shot up immediately, his blue eyes darting around the foliage as he searched for the precise position of the runner. He had just pinpointed the location, when a vicious-looking mare burst out, teeth bared in attack. Yet, she didn't attack. Instead, she stood before him, sizing him up before asking a single question.
"Why does it matter? A moment ago you were poised for the kill. Why didn't you kill me?" Cobalt replied, his voice even. If she still intended to kill him, he would stall her as long as necessary to gain an advantage. Cobalt wasn't ready to die, and he knew that if she intended to harm him, he would need to have the upper hand before she attacked.
Although, the very nature of the question she asked intrigued him. The only ones that usually concerned with the nature of what one was were the halfbreeds themselves, and that led him to question exactly what she was. She had unicorn blood, as apparent by the horn on her forehead, and also Angeni blood, as apparent from her wings, although she was missing the lower set that usually accompanied Angenis. The tail look suspiciously Kalona, but Cobalt doubted an Angeni would mate with one. Perhaps he would ask her her origins if she responded cooperatively to his questions.
One thing about this mare was certain. She wasn't entirely safe to be around, and Cobalt would have to watch his step around her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 7:54 pm
In all truths the mare didn't know what to think of this stallion, neither halfbreed or pure blooded. His features were quite becomming actually; much different than the vibrant atrocities she'd seen or the monotonous white, red and black hues of her own family. He was striken with the darkest of navy, hinted with black and a bit of ghostly cream. Lovely, really.
Snorting, her dark orbs narrowed a bit while her ruby pupils dropped down as she spoke. "I don't take chances, I kill Kalona before they decide to try to kill me. They're the ones I have to worry about....what with the flying." Skinwalkers were no trouble; most of them were wingless anyways and she killed any wolf she saw for both safety concerns and to feed. "By the looks of you I was neither right or wrong...."
Raising a brow the dark mare circled around him, observing, studying. She could smell the kalona on him, radiating off him with each enticing beat of his heart. Such succulant blood he'd have...strong and thick. No! Airlia quickly shook her head to rid herself of such thoughts. She wasn't crazed like her mother...she could keep her composeur! Stopping infront of him again, she folded her wings down against her side...the threat level on this one was definately low.
"You are like me....we are everything, and nothing at the same time. We cannot even fall under what is deemed the lowest of labels; Halfbreeds. You....like me...simply fall under other." Flicking her tail, she turned her head to the side as if to glare at the shadows themselves. "That is why I did not kill you. If that is what you desire though I can continue where I left off..." She smirked, more of a mischevious one than threatening; even though in an instant it could turn into something more - if she so desired.
It was a shame curiosity usually won over benevolence.
"Now....what are you made from?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 8:21 pm
"No...I don't desire to die. It is much more satisfying to live...even if I do not fit under any label, as you say. " This red, black, and white mare...something wasn't quite right about her. He didn't know what it was, but...she wasn't quite normal. Then again, neither was he.
"You were right. I am Kalona, yet I am not. I presume that means that I will be "allowed" to live?" He resisted the urge to scoff. Yes, this mare was a threat, but he was a fierce fighter, and would not be "allowed" anything. But it would be improper to scoff, especially since she didn't seem entirely sane.
"You are like me, then? A mixed breed...with no defining label to speak of? If you'd oblige my asking, of what are you made exactly?" Cobalt's curiosity piqued, he could not help but ask, "And, of what is your tail from? It is...remarkably like a Kalona's."
"To be honest, I'm...not quite sure exactly what else I'm made of. I know I am Kalona...but of what else, I do not know. I never knew my parents, and if I met them now, I would probably try to kill them...for making me nothing more than an "other." And they would deserve it." Cobalt snarled angrily, exposing his hated fangs for a mere moment. His parents were the one source of enough anger to make him as malicious and violent as any other Kalona.
Perhaps he was no better than a Kalona after all.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 8:49 pm
"Allowed? You know as well as I it is entirely up to you about your fate. I already stated, did I not that I kill Kalona's, and since you are only partly with what seems a sane head on your shoulder....I really have no use to stain my reputation further as nothing more than a monster." Not that it would matter though, most she came across needed not even a word from her lips before judging her. Could she blame them? Soquili like she, or even the stallion before her didn't fit into the sunshine rainbow world of the regulars.
However, Airlia have him the strangest of looks when he spoke about his parents....almost as if he was the one who suddenly grew a second head. "You speak nonsense, stallion. You wish to live...but if you killed your parents in revenge for birthing you....well, you really don't have a high reguard on your life now do you?" Her brow raised in question, flicking her tail before shrugging her shoulders. Afterall, everyone was a little crazy in their on means anyways.
"I am like you. My father was an Angeni...cursed by the gods and changed into a mutant. Its how I got my spiked tail which does not stop bleeding and my wings. My mother is an Angeni and Unicorn...cursed also by the gods. Tragic fate brought them together and I was born with two siblings. We are all forsaken, hated by all creatures and dieties alike. I haven't seen my family since I was a foal....my crazy mother attacked my while father was off with my bloodthirsty emotionless brother. We're all monsters...or supposed to be. Its well....what I was made for." Airlia laughed a bit bitterly, but the anger was hollow. She just didn't care anymore...she was too fond of walking around anyways to just end her life; the shadows and moon her good friends. "I guess...I could just be classified as a mutant too....but other is just fine."
She didn't know why she was telling him her little life drama, but there was no harm in it anyways. Besides; perhaps news would get back to her father that she was still alive....she did wish to see him again and be trained anyways.
"Its Airlia....by the way." She hoped he was smart enough to figure out she was giving her name; but who knew now a days it seemed.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 9:09 pm
Coming to his senses again, he shook his head, clearing it as best he could. "Perhaps it is nonsense. Perhaps not. I have a lot to be angry at them for...mainly, though...it's because they abandoned me as a foal to a world fated to hate me. I would have liked to know that I was to be hated. Surely they could have stuck around long enough to tell me that."
"You are punished because of your parents' curses? You are the one who should seek revenge then, not I." Listening to her story, anger bubbled up a bit inside of him. "How are you fine being an other? How can you have peace while knowing that there is no where for you to truly belong?" Cobalt wasn't angry at her, not at all. This was the anger he felt about being an other himself, anger towards never belonging, never feeling like someone could understand him, never really living.
Cobalt wondered why he could pour his soul out to this mare. Why should she be the one he told this to? She hadn't asked for it, she probably didn't even want to know. All he knew was that she, as an "other" like him, would know what it felt like, and maybe if he could figure out how she was fine with being herself, he could find some peace of his own.
"We are well met, Airlia. I am called Cobalt...when I'm not being called a halfbreed or a lesser." He smiled as he said the last bit. A bit of his bitterness was seeping out again. It was best to catch that emotion and pen it up again, lest it cause some sort of sadness. That would be quite unbecoming.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 6:54 pm
"Cobalt...." Well, it certianly suited him anyways. She would know him by no other name, for who was she to call him lesser or halfbreed. Airlia picked up on that bitterness, an emotion she was actually familliar with unlike most of them.
"I've come to see....it doesn't matter what you are; you can be hated. If you are different you fall under predjudice instead for the sins of others. We're in the same boat. I've also come to realize...that parents don't necessarily qualify to parent...its sometimes better to be left alone as horrible as that fate is." Her own....she was mixed. While her mother wasn't fit to parent a rock, her father had the potential if her brother hadn't needed all his attention. She was told from the start that life would be unfair, cruel and downright impossible at times....but even if she hadn't...it was very easy to figure it out on her own. Being an abomination to even the gods was a bit of a shock too; which had probably resulted in her indifference.
"I do not think of it as such, Cobalt. My birth was a result of need and emotions; not out of a spite to have a life of misery. My parents were doing what life has done since the dawn of time; how can I feel hate for them doing what comes natural? If anything; any misfortune and anger I could feel would be towards the gods...and there isn't much I can do about that now is there?" No....Airlia hated her mother for her actions; but she could not hate her for what she was. Likewise for her father; they did not know the curse would pass down....gods made them all, and would in due time take it away.
His next question caught her a bit offguard. How was she fine with being what she was? She supposed it never bothered her much...she was more unwilling to be alone than to be a freak. "Well...I think I am fine because I have to be. Even if I cut off my wings, my tail....anything that made me different I would still be me. I was born this way, and I will die as such. We'll never belong like the rest, Cobalt. You'll have to get used to that reality....but it doesn't mean we can't belong to something." She snorted softly, closing her eyes momentarily with a sigh as her own tiny skull wings stretched out.
"Peace is irrelevant. Can anyone truely say they are at peace with risk of attack or death around every corner? Contentment is what I strive for; is why I still walk the earth night after night. I make my own path...besides....as we are the same....we belong to one another; and to those like us out there. Do we not?" With her spade tail swaying slowly side to side, she watched him curiously to see how he took in her speech.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 8:42 pm
Different. That's how Cobalt felt most of the time. "I was born a monster, neither one thing or another, unsure, even, of what I truly am...we are in the same boat...except that I, unlike you, seek revenge for what was done to me as a foal. I awoke alone, without anyone by my side, and I have been as such ever since. I want to know why I was abandoned, and I will shed as much blood as necessary to find out." Cobalt glanced down, ashamed of his violent emotions and intentions. He was being brutally honest in that he would not shy from killing if it were to profit his endeavors. Though he would never be a merciless slaughterer, and anyone's death would haunt him for the rest of his life, he felt it was worth the consequences if he were to learn of his parents, and find out if they truly cared about him.
"All my life I have been consumed with belonging with the rest. It is only just recently that I have been discovering another way...and I have been looking for a place to belong ever since. But I have found nothing, so far." His blue eyes, ever restless, peered into hers. "You understand me more than any I have met so far. Perhaps we who are alike do belong to one another. I do not believe that there are many of us...you are the first I have met during my long travels. But those of us that there are, we belong to each other, for we cannot belong to anyone else because of what we are. I think I am beginning to understand." Cobalt looked up into the sky, into the vast blue expanse that stretched beyond the limits of his mental capacity. "Perhaps I will change the reason for my exploration. Perhaps I should be searching out those like us, the ones who are different...maybe among them, I can find acceptance."
This mare was so different from anyone Cobalt had met thus far. She was fierce and strong, but also wise beyond her years. Intriguing. That was what she was, more so than anything else. She was like him, knew the same darkness, felt the same pain, yet she had risen above it. She gave him hope of a better world, one in which he was happy and not inadequate.
"So you search for contentment? What will you do when you have found it?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 7:52 am
"Cobalt..." Airlia's soft tone hushed out as she took a tentative step towards the stallion. True; her emotions varied in degrees of harshness...but she was at least thankful that today they seemed to be calm and stable for the time being. Drawing her horn down, she propped his chin back up to be level; a stern look in her deep, dark eyes. "Do not dare draw your head down when speaking of....blood..." She paused, trying to keep on track rather than to think about the warm...delicious liquid currently spilling off her spade tail. "Killing is in our nature - most of us anyways. Yet we are not sinful for it; we have remorse and we have sanity, judgement and logic....unlike our other life taking brethren of Kalona and Skinwalkers. It is not a crime unless done improperly; for no one is innocent of bloodshed no matter how small the creature. So keep your head raised."
Her father would not have her be guilty of her heritage no matter how gruesome, and she would be damned if she let Cobalt be. Not even the gods were clean of sin. "I can understand you because we are one in the same; just a slight variation apart really..." She shook her head, drawing her own gaze away once he looked into her own. The saying of fire and ice was really true, his eyes chilling her own.
"You will find it, I guarantee. We have to accept our own kind...its really all we have." Hell, even she couldn't find the heart to hate this stallion even though she given the chance would be on her own rather than with company. Yet she did not wish to leave Cobalt, or the comforts of her family when she still had them at her side. That sense of belonging and comfort in their presence kept away the lonliness; and in the end thats what she wanted.
"I do..." Her vocals took on a new tone, one which was almost shy in comparison. It took the mare a moment to ponder what actions she'd take after finding contentment in her life...but she knew there were a number of steps she'd have to take in order to find that peace; even if fleeting and momentarily. Finding her gaze up in the heavens for a moment, a ghost of a smile drew on her lips whilst her feathers gave a gentle ruffle. "I suppose I will try and find happiness with someone...even be it the tiniest glimmer of it. I do not.....wish to be alone; even if such a task of finding someone will most likely be more of a lengthy battle than the getting to such a point." Perhaps, it would never happen. Yet she was reminded that her mother of all mares found happiness, and even her father. If Sabriel could be happy; then so could she...luckily for her she had lots of motivation from the sucsess of her family thus far in life.
"After your confront your parents, and find a place to belong....have you even thought to ponder what the rest of your life will entail?" She shot him a curious glance, it wasn't everyday one would think of what the rest of their life would hopefully be like.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 7:55 pm
Cobalt took note of the warning, realizing that he had been foolish to do such a thing. After all, this mare had already proven to be dangerous before. It was idiotic of him to forget that she was a predator simply because she demonstrated understanding and kindness to him. To that knowledge, he added the fact that she was now very close to him, and adrenaline surged through his body. Tasting the thrill of danger was more exhilarating when it was found in a beautiful mare. She intrigued him, this one, even for all her darkness, or perhaps because of it. She understood his own darkness, and did not condemn him for it like others had. But, Cobalt knew he would not remain with her. To play with fire...he would be burned for sure.
"For, if we do not accept our own, we will not be accepted anywhere?" Cobalt asked, a wry smile on his face. "It makes sense, the more I think about it. I see now that I was searching for acceptance in all the wrong places. I was looking for it among the purebloods, who will always see me as a taint...they will never accept me. So," Cobalt said, the smile widening a bit, "I'll search for it among others, like us. If what you say is true, then I should have little trouble."
"Love...does not come easy for us. I have had no such luck, nor am I expecting to have it anytime soon. Although it is true that it is not good for us to be alone, I am of the opinion that love is too great a happiness to be bestowed on me. I am not worthy of it until my anger has ended, so I will not look for it until after...after I find my parents. Which, theoretically could be never." Cobalt thought about her last question. He had already answered it...at least partly. "As far as what I will do afterwards...if I do not find love, I will stay with those that I belong with, and will probably be very happy doing so. If I am not happy...then I will leave, and wander the earth alone once more. It's not so bad, really, to be alone."
((Sorry it's so short, I've been extremely busy with work lately, and my muse has been out of it a bit.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 7:34 pm
Airlia knew she begged to differ on that. If there was indeed one thing which would have her cowar of all creatures...it would be to lonliness. There was something about being completely isolate with the sounds and the mental demons drawing over her mind which unnerved her so. Never could she let those true monsters win...and even if she loathed it with her entire being; she'd find someone - even if they did not want her around. Stalking really wasn't anything new for the mare, doing what needed to be done was key.
Almost like now.
Her sight began to alter, slowly blurring with a dizziness causing her to feel quite light headed. She'd been idolly chit chatting for too long and the growing pool of blood below her limp tail was causing her to become weak. The mare knew ultimately she'd have to feed, to once again soil her hooves in blood. Even if it was for survival; she didn't enjoy killing unless her mentality switched off into it.
"I....I must go..." She breathed out, stepping backwards with a bit of a wobble in her step. Wings rushed out to full length to balance her frame out, ears folding back against her long dark locks. "Save your eyes...from the torment." She breathed, already sounds were drowning out from her ears as it was replaced with the harsh, pounding beats of her rhythmic heart. Bloodlust wasn't something pleasant; as she recounted stories from her parents about soquili they met on their travels and of course - themselves. She didn't wish to harm Cobalt, and knew that the liklihood that she'd become instinctively desperate enough to draw blood from him was slim to none. Her fangs ached to taste blood in her mouth; the mere thought consuming her mind.
"I must...feed. I'll die if I do not...." She admitted, tossing her head side to side to rid herself of her weakening state to no avail. She had no time to explain of her bloodlost; and could only hope he would not judge her from such a horrid twist of mental state. Drawing her red irises upon him, she tried to turn away, stumbling slightly once more before heaving a sigh.
"Perhaps....we can meet again..?" She stood her ground, awaiting an answer from the stallion. The blood which usually dripped and drizzled freely from her tail was starting to slow to a drop every once and a while. She knew she'd have to find something very soon.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 7:51 am
Cobalt knew that she was weakening, but he had never heard of a Soquili that needed blood to survive. Sure, he knew that Kalona often feasted on meat, but it was by choice, or by nature, not a necessity. Deep within him he found a desire to help her. A burning desire, unexplainable, yet strong enough to prompt him to step up beside her, close enough to help if she faltered in her step, but far enough away to hopefully remain safe from her fangs. "Whatever torment there may be, you can barely walk. I have seen many things in my life, I think I will be fine accompanying you." Cobalt raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Unless, of course, you would not prefer my presence? In which case, I will only follow behind you...I could not live with myself if I let you go off in such a weakened condition...if you would have me leave, it will be when you are strong again. Then I will be able to leave you without fears for your health."
Even though he didn't know what would happen, and it did worry him a bit, he would do anything for anyone in her condition. Especially if what she said about her dying was true. He was beginning to consider her a friend, albeit a strange one, and he could not have her dying on his watch. That certainly wasn't gentlemanly, not at all.
But if Cobalt had known what was about to happen to him, what he would face from that day forward...he would have waited for her, and not followed her into the realm of blood and killing.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 5:10 pm
Narrowing her orbs slightly as he approached, drawing to a close proximity to her side the mare was left a little speachless. While he had never heard of someone needed to feed off blood to survive; she had never heard of someone willingly accompany a monster while it fed. By far he was no angel...but still...he was still enough of a regular to not let his Kalona instincts take over like that. No matter though, as much as she hated to admit it she was a bit relieved at his persistance to stay. "As you wish, Cobalt..." She spoke softly, her voice still a bit raspy from the dryness overwhelming her mouth.
As the mare began her slow but eager walk to find some nourishment, her large tainted angeni wing folded across his back to help support her own slightly staggered walk. Airlia tried to use most of her concentration to smell out prey like her father had taught her, using her own monsterous instincts to her advantage.
"I had yet to see what a gentleman was untill now..." She spoke out casually, folding her other wing against her side as her spiked tail dragged slightly on the ground. "If you care to know...because of this curse...it directly takes from my own blood supply to drip from my tail. Like blood loss from battle can lead you to death if untreated...if I do not consume blood to replenish my supply I too will die. It was why I was blessed with these fangs...I suppose I am much like those stories of vampires the two legged tell. It saves me most of the time for having to kill to survive; but i can't really guarantee it." She admitted a tad bit sheepishly, keeping her winghold strong on the navy brute's back.
Friends was a bit of a foreign concept to the red and white femme, family she understood and enemies were common in their conditions. Yet for someone she'd just met to be so willing to help her in what probably was her most vulnerable time when her blood lust rose was nearly incomprehendible. It was no wonder she couldn't help but stare at him slightly as they walked on. "Do you do this....for everyone?" She could only wonder how those he spoke of unaccepting him could be such a way if he acted like this even towards the purebloods.
Yet...to have someone like Cobalt as a friend...even the ornery mare couldn't find too many cons about such a prospect.
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