Snippet #2170761

Raiyn Illander

He barely heard the elf's voice as she spoke to Talazar, his heart beat was too loud in his ears as he could feel the blood simply pouring from his wounded shoulder. Breathing was hurting and he wondered idly if his sword had cut his lung or not, how far to the left had he really gone in order to avoid the hit? Possibly not far enough, the pain was too much to think properly though.

His head was lifted by cold steel and his eyes barely focused on the Shade before him. Talazar continued on about the Princess, trying to get Raiyn to tell him his true feelings for the woman. He ignored the man's words, only gazing at him blankly, breath wheezing in and out of his lungs in short, heavy sets.

"I'm curious how the girl will look... Wonder if she'll cry, scream your name even though she knows you'll never respond. And then, if she'll continue while she allows herself to give in."

Raiyn's eyes widened as he listened to the man. Both women before the Princess came to mind. Their voices screaming his name over and over again as they were brutally killed before him. The images were brilliant in the back of his mind, playing out clearly as if it had happened just moments ago. Their screams of pain and anguish, their cries to him, tears in both of their eyes. Raiyn's heart jumped in his chest, his breathing sucking in sharply as he shook violently, even the vines holding him trembled lightly from his reaction.

"Perhaps she shares the same feelings you do, but oh yes, that's right. Weren't you simply intending to use her like everyone else? Certainly someone like you couldn't see anything in the girl besides a tool, something to be used, especially with the abilities she possesses. Oh no, you could never get past narcissistic ways and feel anything more... But then, even if you could. What would come of it?"

"Enough," Raiyn muttered between quick breaths, almost pleading in a way.

"I wonder if this boy could possibly pull of the oldest trick. If she indeed feels something for him, and I do believe I saw it, could she fall madly in love with him and use him to cling to as hope? Use him as the pillar upon which she builds her iron will to survive? While he goes around with no intention of reciprocating, but instead allowing her to follow blindly while he bends her to his will?" Talazar turned to the elven Shade as he spoke.

A burn filled his chest, his tongue felt dry and he a bitter taste filled the back of his mouth, "No. Never," he managed to mutter out. Something was stirring deep inside. A being that he'd carefully kept under control all these years. A cruel killer that had thought of nothing but revenge after the loss of his last lover. The cold, calculating and utterly powerful creature was slowly being woken by the Shade's words and actions before him.

A flash of silver and then a sharp burn had him biting his tongue as a groan of pain escaped him. His eyes squeezed shut to fight off the clean cut across his upper arm, but as he opened them once more the normally bright green that held life to them was now a dark green that was nothing but cold and calculating. He didn't hear anything else the Shade said as he was held there tightly in the grip of the vines. His hand that wasn't broken flexed, tightening into a fist that squeezed the leather of his fingerless gloves. The power that gave him the ability to nullify magic boiled deep with in, turning into something else entirely.

Off to the side, where his green Angelic Jewel lay the ground trembled. The gem glowed brighter than ever. Lifting his head, he looked at the Shade, the green of eye color seemingly swirling slightly just like his jewel was with power. A cold smile lifted his lips slightly as he pulled himself forward in the encasement of the vines. The elven woman gave a soft growl and drew her weapon, shoving the steel underneath his chin, the tip of it just barely piercing his throat. His eyes turned to her and without needing to touch the gem, the black Demon stone darkened.

"Insolent child!" Her voice raged, drawing her sword back, she swiped at his chest, cutting the fabric cleanly and drawing more blood to cover him. Raiyn winced and drew back slightly but this only enraged him further and from the ground around the elven woman, vines shot up and encased her tighter than himself. With a single thought, he threw her to the ground using the vines and turned his attention back to the Shade before him.

"Here is my thanks to you for waking me," Raiyn said, though it wasn't himself talking. The cold killer had come back, driven by old memories and thoughts of blood only. The vines shot forward, some to wrap around the large man, others to run him through. Whether Talazar managed to escape the attack or not, Raiyn didn't care. So long as they were there, he would rip up the entire earth if it meant killing them all. From the darkness behind them, a shrill voice screamed in rage and pain. Raiyn paid it no attention. His mind was set on killing the two he saw before him, his power controlling him completely even as he bled out.

Kirrah Shay

The Jewel Princess brought her back into consciousness. The pounding headache the only thing that kept her on the ground for a few seconds more. Slowly she got to her feet, just as a powerful swipe of black magic erupted from the darkness and went right at them. The Princess was in full control now and brought up her sword and deflected the attack with a slight thrust of wind. Turning, she looked at the group to assess the damage. She'd felt the Shade's magic and knew that the woman was no longer near them.

Her eyes narrowed in on the young boy who had knocked her out, "We will talk later," the Princess voiced angrily. At the back of her mind, Kirrah watched the events as they happened, her heart in her throat and her eyes wide as she listened and heard herself talk but had no control over herself at all. A sudden scream echoed in the dark, agony filling the sound and both Kirrah and the Princess' heart filled with fear. Turning sharply to the sound the Jewel Princess looked out into the darkness, her eyes wide.

"Hurry!" She yelled at the others and sprinted towards the dark trees just beyond the road. Her jewel called out to her, begging to be used and she allowed it. Drawing on the power of the wind, she shot forward several times, speeding her advance towards the scream she'd heard. As she came up the hill, she spotted a dark cloaked figure that was standing with their back to the Princess. Pulling her sword back to her chest, she held it in the position best for running someone through. Another burst of wind beneath her feet and she was launched at the Shade, giving them no time to defend.

Her weapon went right through the woman's back, causing her to scream in shock from the attack. Removing her blade, the woman fell to the ground and rolled, dead before she stopped at the bottom of the hill. Without waiting, she rushed down the small slope as her eyes set on the boy who was entangled in vines. A dark glistening liquid could be seen all across his back and the vines around him. Her heart tightened as she realized it was blood that was dripping from him. Was she too late? Was he... dead? The scream she heard earlier played again in her head and she thought the absolute worst had happened, however in front of the boy the two Shades from before stood there. Between them vines writhed in agitation, but the Jewel Princess didn't know who's power that was.

Without another thought, she rushed forwards, her voice erupting from her throat, "Raiyn!"