Carnes High

Jaimie sneered at Gabriella as she continued to show her twin sympathy and her new altered personality. He had believed if one thing hadn't changed it would be Arabella, apparently he was wrong. Everything had changed and it was driving him nuts, his skin began to crawl uncomfortably as he turned away from Arabella.

"You're right, Anabella isn't going to try to kill me, because I'm stronger than even her now and I don't need to be afraid of anyone anymore." Jaimie huffed and turned to leave.

A small giggle echoed through the forests so that anyone who was near it could hear it. As the witch was left to stand there alone, an even smaller girl hopped down right in front of her.

"What do you want, Briana?" Gabriella asked, glaring at her. She seemed to stiffen at the sight of the short girl who seemed even shorter now. Her hair was completely bubble gum pink and now she was only at three feet tall. She didn't look at all like a child, though. Her cheek bones were hiigh, given an exotic and older look.

"Oh nothing, dear Arabella,"she said, still trying to figure out who was who. She took a step closer to the witch, just enough to cause the girl to back right into the tree again. Suddenly, a branch shot out from the tree untill it protruded from Gabriella's chest. As she looked wide-eyed at the girl, she continued to gasp for her breath. "Just a little something to eat would be nice." The nymph used her wings to hover and get at eye level with the witch who was fighting for her breath. The cute, little nymph leaned in close to where it looked like she might kiss the witch.

That's when the girl's teeth sharpened and she bit into Gabriella's throat, tearing it out. Gabriella gasped one last time before her throat was ripped out. There was a flash of light and it looked like purple lightning stabbing the ground where she was. All of the witch's light was disappearing along with her soul, the source of power and life for the Luminescant clan. Her eyes went completely black as her skin shriveled tight against her skeleton in a very leather-like texture.

While this was happening to one twin, Anabella fell over. She dropped the sword, and grabbed at her chest and then her throat. She tried to talk, but nothing came out. Once again, a flash of purple lightning near her and she, too shriveled up into a skeletal creature. Briana spat out the leather and growled as she stalked out of the forest. "Nasty, gross, witches. Don't have any meat on them," she said as she walked out of the forest.

Jaimie turned back as he heard the cackle and watched the whole scene unfold, right down to his girlfriend shriveling up and dying. He was frozen in place as the event occurred, it was too sudden for him to even process what was going on as Briana appeared to bite into Arabella's throat. First he winced as if it was his own pain and then shouted in protest. But it was too late, a bright purple light shot out from the dying body, Arabella's dying gasp screeching in Jaimie's ears, echoing in his mind as dagger like emotions shot through his heart. When the body decade in a matter of seconds after her death leaving no trace of her spirit behind Jaimie was consumed with nausea and nearly passed out on the spot. Arabella was dead, gone, and the last words he had said to her were harsh and unforgivable.

Suddenly his mind snapped back into focus and he eyed the killer with a deadly glare. Seeing there was no bringing back Arabella from the mummified state she was in even if Desmond was willing to transmute again or Adele was kind enough to revive the witch. The only possible thing he could do about this sick and twisted situation was take his revenge.

"Don't even think for a second you're getting away with that!" Jaimie charged after the elf and with a painful rip from his back a pair of pixie wings to mimic Brianas only they were bigger to better lift his weight. The wings were sore and new but they allowed him to hover at high speeds in her direction as roots shot up to grab her ankles. His anger was bending the trees and any branches out of his way no form of nature planned to stop him from getting his revenge now.

Briana watched curiously as the boy charged her and he sprouted the same wings that she had. Was he a fairy mix just like her? Hope sparked in her before she remembered he was the boy that her brother had talked about. He was able to mimic powers, but she wondered if he knew what was required to control power of her caliber...

"I don't think, I know," She giggled, lifting her foot and the roots obeyed immediately. The forest was already feelng disturbed and violated by the boy's negative emotions. The flowers didn't enjoy being controlled and bossed by such mean thoughts and ideas.

"Because I have one thing that you don't," She laughed, and disappeared in golden dust at the last second as he neared her to sit nearby on a tree. She had gotten even smaller in the movement. "Happy thoughts. C'mon Jaimie, let's have some fun!" She fell backwards, using her ankles in a skilled way to stay hanging. She lifted her head so she could look at him with those gorgeous lavendar eyes. The forest made them look very mystical and almost purplle in color.

Suddenly, the ground around Jaimie began to shake and the moss began to crawl. The green lumps seemed to be multiplying as one attached to Jaimie's foot and then another. They were attempting to drag him down and suffocate him.

Desmond’s eyes couldn’t see anything at the moment, he was blind for a second as he watched the shadows come for him, but he could sense something was wrong. Kalen had moved, she had launched herself across the room and now smashed an amazingly powerful fist into the wall, the hole she created let in the morning sun from the east like a blast of fire. Desmond saw the shadows either flee or evaporate as the much more intense light poured all over him. His eyes switched back just in time to understand why Kalen had intervened, Anabella was dying, no, she was definitely mostly dead.

He couldn’t see any damage to her physical form; she just had grabbed her throat. This meant that it wasn’t she who had been injured… Kalen had come to the same conclusion as together they both said the name on their minds, “Arabella!” Desmond sheathed his sword, taking a simple stance he had before when he used his pulsing aura to scan. It was amazing he was able to stretch his tiny aura that far but he managed to get a read on what was going on.

He motioned to Kalen to tell her which way to go; she nodded and grabbed one of his swords from his side. Looking out the hole her enhanced eyes saw the troublesome pixie float into the air and she scowled. The Blood on that bitches face made it clear to her who was responsible. A crouching leap and Kalen was off like a shot, a bullet into the sky as he rune covered body brought her to the pixie in an instant. She had the blade ready, aiming to cut the pixies wings off.

Desmond, meanwhile, looked at Ana knowing he couldn’t help her from here; he looked to the shadow witch. “I think this battle is done, demon, I’ve got much more heinous people to deal with…” he reached out his hand to Amber indicating she and the other human should come with him. His other finger etched a seal on the back wall; opening one of his signature gates to the courtyard where he had felt Gabriella.