Post by etherealshadow on Jul 31, 2007 1:35:10 GMT -5
My lightning crackles and burns, searing a tree. Looking up, the clouds of smoke have choked out the autumn air. I smirk. It is as though I am beyond anything other than agony.
I feel my heart crumple, my soul scream as it is shattered. I keep my face unchanging, silent as stone. The mindless herds of students all roll past me, startled by the fires. Despite my gracious act of weaving among them, someone brushes my shoulder. Agitated, I glance at him. Horror drenches his face as his bone cracks. I hear him scream and turn to move on, satisfied.
Though I am now nearly out of the halls, I only turn to watch those trying to put out the mad blaze of my inferno once I have reached the courtyard. I feel almost sympathetic. Turning my gaze to the sky, storm clouds gather and suck what remaining light was left of the once clear blue afternoon. Rain pours out, quickly dousing my fire.
Their sudden relief turns to fear. The water falls in too heavilly, to quickly. I laugh them, at the acrid scent of their chaos. How funny they should presume to know chaos.
Doubled over now, I can not hold back my tears. The shocking cool of the water now above my ankles distracts me however. I dind I don’t want this much water around me. I call the water to cease, but leave the darkness of the clouds. It is more appropriate than the harsh light of before.
Lifting myself to a standing position, I tilt my head upwards to feel the slight drizzle kept of the rain. It feels good to my tear stained eyes. Crying is very unlike me, I should be inclined never to do so again.
Turning my head to the parking lot, I watch those members of the herd with an inkling of sense fleeing. But my attention is soon enough brought back to those still here. They are relieved. My eyes narrow, then their confusion hits me. Thats a bit better, though I am still displeased. I cock my head and call more lightning, from the sky this time. I let all my pain and agony go into the call. He is gone. I couldn't do anything to stop it. Nothing.
The call comes out stronger than I intend, but I am undisturbed. It strikes near a teacher of mine, who faints. Probably from the electrocution not with fear, I note regretfully. Ah, but now one has hit a mark, a student I was never fond of. I feel it searing through their veins, and then another strikes and flows into mine. I feel the raw energy jolt into my marrow and set fire to my veins, momentarily paralyzing me. I shiver with the pleasure. I hear their bloodcurdled screams and close my eyes to drink it up.
It tastes so good, this rippling terror, that for a second I forget myself. I forget how everything was lost. How all of my happiness was wrenched from me. How after he had been given all the power to make me smile, he left in a way that nothing I could do would bring him back. I forget the momentary release from it all, and am consumed once again.
I am no necromancer, I can not bring back my dead. Tears roll down my cheeks as I realize Mariah’s words are true.
“Even with all your power, you will never be able to protect your happiness.”
I had laughed at her, smilled and said that was impossible. Nothing could defeat me. No one will ever have control over my happiness. She laughed and scorned me, telling me not to be so arrogant and cold.
I lick my lips, remembering how I had made her pay for that laugh. Her blood was sweet, spilled on the floor like that. I purpousfully did not kill her, wanting to look down on her face after.
I frown, remembering my disappointment.
She looked up at me, but with a smile in her eyes. She sat up knowing I would not touch her now I had my revenge. I tilted my head in wonderment. Why was she happy? She merely touched the glow in her eyes to a new peak, and shakily held out a fist. I leaned in, curious. She opened her palm to reveal a tigers eye set in silver.
I had smiled and taken it, healing her wounds in the process. She looked at me kindly and thanked me. I smiled again in return, taking my pendant from around my neck. Unclasping it and slipping the pendant in my pocket, i strung the tigers eye through the chain and clasped it once more around my neck.
“When the time comes, you'll know what it's for.”
I had nodded, pleased with the riddle.
I clutch now at the emptiness around my neck, wishing I could see it around Cal's neck as he shook with his laughter. Nothing was right now that he was gone.
A chocking sob escapes my lips. He was the only one whose happiness made me smile. The only one that I could and wanted to feel happy around.
“Here. It's a promise from me.”
He looked at the necklace now around his neck, and glowed. I remember how warm and fluttery I had gotten, and scream with renewed torment.
Windows shatter around me and people cover their ears, but nothing will end my sorrow, so I scream louder. I feel my whole being going into it, and lace it with the pain and remorse. I am so lost in this, I do not hear the footsteps comming up behind me
I rememberd him coming close to me after, holding me, kissing me and saying,
“I will take no promises but that you will be happy.”
I remember how my breath had caught, and my bold statement.
My scream blocks out all my senses. My body feels numb and I do not notice I am in someone’s arms, not until I finally notice the bells.
I stop and inhale slightly. I open my eyes. My ring looks back at me, swaying in the breeze. Beneath it is a dark shirt.
I look up, and see Cal’s beautiful hazel eyes gazing down at me. His auburn curls drenched, limp and stringed around his face. I pull back a few locks from his face, and see slices from his forehead to the edge of his cheek.
I gape at him, confused. Then he kisses me. I feel the sweetness of him, and get flashes of his memories.
He's looking out over a cliff, and footsteps are coming up behind him. As he turns to see who they belong to, a rough hand pushes him off the edge. As he falls, he catches a glimps of Gabrielle running off to tell someone. Rocks jutting out slice down his face, and the pain overrides the initall shock of going over the edge. He manages to grab hold of the same rock and pull himself back over. As his attacker is walking away, he rights himself to a standing position. Walking swiftly, Cal catches up to him and snaps his neck.
The memories fade out.
Through this we are kissing, and I remember my statement, and smile.
“I love you.”
I feel my heart crumple, my soul scream as it is shattered. I keep my face unchanging, silent as stone. The mindless herds of students all roll past me, startled by the fires. Despite my gracious act of weaving among them, someone brushes my shoulder. Agitated, I glance at him. Horror drenches his face as his bone cracks. I hear him scream and turn to move on, satisfied.
Though I am now nearly out of the halls, I only turn to watch those trying to put out the mad blaze of my inferno once I have reached the courtyard. I feel almost sympathetic. Turning my gaze to the sky, storm clouds gather and suck what remaining light was left of the once clear blue afternoon. Rain pours out, quickly dousing my fire.
Their sudden relief turns to fear. The water falls in too heavilly, to quickly. I laugh them, at the acrid scent of their chaos. How funny they should presume to know chaos.
Doubled over now, I can not hold back my tears. The shocking cool of the water now above my ankles distracts me however. I dind I don’t want this much water around me. I call the water to cease, but leave the darkness of the clouds. It is more appropriate than the harsh light of before.
Lifting myself to a standing position, I tilt my head upwards to feel the slight drizzle kept of the rain. It feels good to my tear stained eyes. Crying is very unlike me, I should be inclined never to do so again.
Turning my head to the parking lot, I watch those members of the herd with an inkling of sense fleeing. But my attention is soon enough brought back to those still here. They are relieved. My eyes narrow, then their confusion hits me. Thats a bit better, though I am still displeased. I cock my head and call more lightning, from the sky this time. I let all my pain and agony go into the call. He is gone. I couldn't do anything to stop it. Nothing.
The call comes out stronger than I intend, but I am undisturbed. It strikes near a teacher of mine, who faints. Probably from the electrocution not with fear, I note regretfully. Ah, but now one has hit a mark, a student I was never fond of. I feel it searing through their veins, and then another strikes and flows into mine. I feel the raw energy jolt into my marrow and set fire to my veins, momentarily paralyzing me. I shiver with the pleasure. I hear their bloodcurdled screams and close my eyes to drink it up.
It tastes so good, this rippling terror, that for a second I forget myself. I forget how everything was lost. How all of my happiness was wrenched from me. How after he had been given all the power to make me smile, he left in a way that nothing I could do would bring him back. I forget the momentary release from it all, and am consumed once again.
I am no necromancer, I can not bring back my dead. Tears roll down my cheeks as I realize Mariah’s words are true.
“Even with all your power, you will never be able to protect your happiness.”
I had laughed at her, smilled and said that was impossible. Nothing could defeat me. No one will ever have control over my happiness. She laughed and scorned me, telling me not to be so arrogant and cold.
I lick my lips, remembering how I had made her pay for that laugh. Her blood was sweet, spilled on the floor like that. I purpousfully did not kill her, wanting to look down on her face after.
I frown, remembering my disappointment.
She looked up at me, but with a smile in her eyes. She sat up knowing I would not touch her now I had my revenge. I tilted my head in wonderment. Why was she happy? She merely touched the glow in her eyes to a new peak, and shakily held out a fist. I leaned in, curious. She opened her palm to reveal a tigers eye set in silver.
I had smiled and taken it, healing her wounds in the process. She looked at me kindly and thanked me. I smiled again in return, taking my pendant from around my neck. Unclasping it and slipping the pendant in my pocket, i strung the tigers eye through the chain and clasped it once more around my neck.
“When the time comes, you'll know what it's for.”
I had nodded, pleased with the riddle.
I clutch now at the emptiness around my neck, wishing I could see it around Cal's neck as he shook with his laughter. Nothing was right now that he was gone.
A chocking sob escapes my lips. He was the only one whose happiness made me smile. The only one that I could and wanted to feel happy around.
“Here. It's a promise from me.”
He looked at the necklace now around his neck, and glowed. I remember how warm and fluttery I had gotten, and scream with renewed torment.
Windows shatter around me and people cover their ears, but nothing will end my sorrow, so I scream louder. I feel my whole being going into it, and lace it with the pain and remorse. I am so lost in this, I do not hear the footsteps comming up behind me
I rememberd him coming close to me after, holding me, kissing me and saying,
“I will take no promises but that you will be happy.”
I remember how my breath had caught, and my bold statement.
My scream blocks out all my senses. My body feels numb and I do not notice I am in someone’s arms, not until I finally notice the bells.
I stop and inhale slightly. I open my eyes. My ring looks back at me, swaying in the breeze. Beneath it is a dark shirt.
I look up, and see Cal’s beautiful hazel eyes gazing down at me. His auburn curls drenched, limp and stringed around his face. I pull back a few locks from his face, and see slices from his forehead to the edge of his cheek.
I gape at him, confused. Then he kisses me. I feel the sweetness of him, and get flashes of his memories.
He's looking out over a cliff, and footsteps are coming up behind him. As he turns to see who they belong to, a rough hand pushes him off the edge. As he falls, he catches a glimps of Gabrielle running off to tell someone. Rocks jutting out slice down his face, and the pain overrides the initall shock of going over the edge. He manages to grab hold of the same rock and pull himself back over. As his attacker is walking away, he rights himself to a standing position. Walking swiftly, Cal catches up to him and snaps his neck.
The memories fade out.
Through this we are kissing, and I remember my statement, and smile.
“I love you.”