Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
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myvalentina
A half forgotten song
Gracie was enveloped in flames, other people's screams of agony rising around her like the dark smoke. She couldn't breath, couldn't scream out like the others, even though the pain seemed immeasurable. Through the bright flames and soot she saw two silhouetted figures, only their crazed eyes giving definition to the darkness that cloaked them.
She fought her covers as she woke up from the fevered dream. Gracie tried to take in deep breaths but found she couldn't. She collapsed to the floor, running to her window and throwing it open. With a rush of wind the room cleared of whatever was withholding the oxygen. She hung halfway out her window coughing and hacking, as passerbys made snide remarks on the streets below.
She slid back into her room shaking violently. This was the fourth time this week a dream vision was so powerful and ominous it had woken her up. Before this she had only dreamed weird things that seemed to come true, but something was changing, something was waking up. She curled up in a ball on the floor and uselessly tried to get more sleep.
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The next morning Gracie was supposed to have breakfast with her Grandmother and was rushing to not be late. She effortlessly dodged people on the street, movements quick and as if she anticipated them. She skidded to a halt at a stop light, foot tapping impatiently.
But the soft beeping of the timer on the crosswalk made her still like a statue. It was a vision. She felt herself get forcefully taken out of the present following the time stream as it focused on a cab. The driver was erratic, pale and sweaty and after a moment he seized sendin the car spiraling out of control and into a crowd of people five blocks away. She broke out of the vision, looking at the killer car in front of her, heart in her chest and not knowing what to do, but she followed it, forgetting completely about her breakfast plans.
She fought her covers as she woke up from the fevered dream. Gracie tried to take in deep breaths but found she couldn't. She collapsed to the floor, running to her window and throwing it open. With a rush of wind the room cleared of whatever was withholding the oxygen. She hung halfway out her window coughing and hacking, as passerbys made snide remarks on the streets below.
She slid back into her room shaking violently. This was the fourth time this week a dream vision was so powerful and ominous it had woken her up. Before this she had only dreamed weird things that seemed to come true, but something was changing, something was waking up. She curled up in a ball on the floor and uselessly tried to get more sleep.
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The next morning Gracie was supposed to have breakfast with her Grandmother and was rushing to not be late. She effortlessly dodged people on the street, movements quick and as if she anticipated them. She skidded to a halt at a stop light, foot tapping impatiently.
But the soft beeping of the timer on the crosswalk made her still like a statue. It was a vision. She felt herself get forcefully taken out of the present following the time stream as it focused on a cab. The driver was erratic, pale and sweaty and after a moment he seized sendin the car spiraling out of control and into a crowd of people five blocks away. She broke out of the vision, looking at the killer car in front of her, heart in her chest and not knowing what to do, but she followed it, forgetting completely about her breakfast plans.
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
It was dark outside, terribly dark. Even the owls would be petrified of this immense blackness. It took hold of everything, even the street lights were dimmer than usual. No cars were on the road, not even any prostitutes who would hang out outside of the apartment building were selling their goods tonight. The dark seemed to scare everyone and everything. She wasn't scared though. No, she was patiently awaiting the dark to engulf her; mind and body. She was prepared for death to take her.
The small framed girl sat quietly in an arm chair that was located outside of her bedroom door. Her eyes were red and focused. They were honing in on the pain that she felt on a daily basis. She was used to this feeling, it practically latched onto her back like a parasite. She was crying, her hands on her face to mask the guilt and sorrow. "Goddammit!" she yelled, noticing that her chair moved a bit closer towards her living room. The girl looked up from the shadows of her hands, a mischievous smile plastered on her mascara stained face.
Emitting a small laugh from her system, she gently raised her hand and motioned at an apple that was haphazardly lying on a table that was located in the other room. "Come." she said to the green apple, her tone emotionless and desolate. The apple did as it was told and floated in the direction the girl was at, allowing her to grin even more. Then the memory flooded her body...
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"Lana, you're scaring me!" a beautiful looking woman yelled, her body folded up on a couch that was facing the patio doorway. She was frightened, tears running down her face like a small stream. She didn't know what came over her fiance, but it was terrifying her.
Lana's eyes were a crimson color, her breathing was quick and her hands were in fists. She was trying her best not to lose control, suppressing the desire to want to kill someone right now. "Shut...the....fuck....up.....Cass." she growled, her thoughts jumbled and her brain on lock down.
"Let's talk about this." Cass commented to her, putting her hands up in defense. She was trying to reason with Lana, but the gesture wasn't getting through to the red head that was standing in front of her.
"I said, shut the fuck up you filthy, cheating piece of trash!" Lana screamed, causing her girlfriend to yelp in terror. This only made her angrier.
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Lana dropped the apple to the floor, dropping her hands to her sides. She began to cry again.
The small framed girl sat quietly in an arm chair that was located outside of her bedroom door. Her eyes were red and focused. They were honing in on the pain that she felt on a daily basis. She was used to this feeling, it practically latched onto her back like a parasite. She was crying, her hands on her face to mask the guilt and sorrow. "Goddammit!" she yelled, noticing that her chair moved a bit closer towards her living room. The girl looked up from the shadows of her hands, a mischievous smile plastered on her mascara stained face.
Emitting a small laugh from her system, she gently raised her hand and motioned at an apple that was haphazardly lying on a table that was located in the other room. "Come." she said to the green apple, her tone emotionless and desolate. The apple did as it was told and floated in the direction the girl was at, allowing her to grin even more. Then the memory flooded her body...
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"Lana, you're scaring me!" a beautiful looking woman yelled, her body folded up on a couch that was facing the patio doorway. She was frightened, tears running down her face like a small stream. She didn't know what came over her fiance, but it was terrifying her.
Lana's eyes were a crimson color, her breathing was quick and her hands were in fists. She was trying her best not to lose control, suppressing the desire to want to kill someone right now. "Shut...the....fuck....up.....Cass." she growled, her thoughts jumbled and her brain on lock down.
"Let's talk about this." Cass commented to her, putting her hands up in defense. She was trying to reason with Lana, but the gesture wasn't getting through to the red head that was standing in front of her.
"I said, shut the fuck up you filthy, cheating piece of trash!" Lana screamed, causing her girlfriend to yelp in terror. This only made her angrier.
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Lana dropped the apple to the floor, dropping her hands to her sides. She began to cry again.
myvalentina
A half forgotten song
Gracie ran down the streets behind the cab. It was going slowly through the residential streets so she had enough time to come up beside it just as the man started to have his seizure. For a second he hit the breaks of his car, and Gracie was in the right position to yank the steering wheel through the open window.
Her arm was whipped out as the man's foot hit the accelerator and the car zoomed straight into a parked car. She held her arm, the door having clipped her hard before she had been able to get back, and she stepped away from the accident looking ahead where the group of people had almost been run over. She felt a strange thrumming in her head, and she took off running as people began to convene on the scene.
She walked aimless, the scene replaying in her head,even though she had changed the events. Mangled bodies and blood, and broken bones flashed through her head. She had never had a vision while she was awake, and the physical feeling of being ripped out of time still lingered over her like a phantom pain. Things were moving so quickly, she was scared and alone.
Someone stepped right into her path, but she sidestepped the woman even though her eyes were glued to the sidewalk below her. The woman reached out and grasped her sharply by the wrist.
"Hey!" She shouted, instinctively pulling back, but when she looked into the woman's face she was struck dumb. The woman's eyes were blood red for a second before draining and revealing her deep brown eyes.
"You may want to stop running from your powers, and start embracing them." The woman said, accent thick and familiar. Gracie swallowed heavily. "You don't need to see the future to know going on the way you do will only end badly." The woman said grinning at the dumbstruck look on Gracie's face. She handed Gracie a card. "Midnight. Poder St. and Salem. There's an old brick building. We'll greet you formally there." She said, finally letting Gracie go, and walking away without another word.
She wasn't sure how long she had stood there, before her phone rang. "Shit." She cursed and answered it. "Buela, I'm so sorry. There was an accident. No! I wasn't in an accident, but traffic..." She said, speed walking to finally meet up with her grandmother.
Her arm was whipped out as the man's foot hit the accelerator and the car zoomed straight into a parked car. She held her arm, the door having clipped her hard before she had been able to get back, and she stepped away from the accident looking ahead where the group of people had almost been run over. She felt a strange thrumming in her head, and she took off running as people began to convene on the scene.
She walked aimless, the scene replaying in her head,even though she had changed the events. Mangled bodies and blood, and broken bones flashed through her head. She had never had a vision while she was awake, and the physical feeling of being ripped out of time still lingered over her like a phantom pain. Things were moving so quickly, she was scared and alone.
Someone stepped right into her path, but she sidestepped the woman even though her eyes were glued to the sidewalk below her. The woman reached out and grasped her sharply by the wrist.
"Hey!" She shouted, instinctively pulling back, but when she looked into the woman's face she was struck dumb. The woman's eyes were blood red for a second before draining and revealing her deep brown eyes.
"You may want to stop running from your powers, and start embracing them." The woman said, accent thick and familiar. Gracie swallowed heavily. "You don't need to see the future to know going on the way you do will only end badly." The woman said grinning at the dumbstruck look on Gracie's face. She handed Gracie a card. "Midnight. Poder St. and Salem. There's an old brick building. We'll greet you formally there." She said, finally letting Gracie go, and walking away without another word.
She wasn't sure how long she had stood there, before her phone rang. "Shit." She cursed and answered it. "Buela, I'm so sorry. There was an accident. No! I wasn't in an accident, but traffic..." She said, speed walking to finally meet up with her grandmother.
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
Lana woke up abruptly, her back on the hard oak floor, her legs resting on the cushion that was tied to her chair. She groaned, stretching her arms above her head to try and rid the tension in her bones. Her head was hurting, it felt as if a million bells were sounding off at the same time. "Shit." she breathed, swinging her legs over the chair now so her whole body was resting on the floor.
A wave of confusion overwhelmed her system all at one, she didn't know where she was for a brief moment. The small framed young women then remembered the apple incident, and the faded memory of Cass. With this, she frowned and shook her head in self-disapproval. What was she thinking? Using her powers when she was stressed out. God knows what might have happened if her emotions shifted to anger.
She pushed her feelings down once more, and began to lift herself up off of the cold ground. It was summer, so the immense heat filled her apartment like a five alarm fire. Once Lana was up off of the ground, she strolled over towards her kitchen. She didn't know why she was going over there, it wasn't like she was hungry. She never got hungry anymore, not since Cass died.
A wave of confusion overwhelmed her system all at one, she didn't know where she was for a brief moment. The small framed young women then remembered the apple incident, and the faded memory of Cass. With this, she frowned and shook her head in self-disapproval. What was she thinking? Using her powers when she was stressed out. God knows what might have happened if her emotions shifted to anger.
She pushed her feelings down once more, and began to lift herself up off of the cold ground. It was summer, so the immense heat filled her apartment like a five alarm fire. Once Lana was up off of the ground, she strolled over towards her kitchen. She didn't know why she was going over there, it wasn't like she was hungry. She never got hungry anymore, not since Cass died.
myvalentina
A half forgotten song
Graciela told her grandmother she was going to a late movie, and left the apartment with mace in her purse. She had no idea what to expect but she'd lived in this big city long enough to know crazy people were always stopping you with invitations of all sorts. Most of them just wanted to give you a shitty mix tape. But this was different.
Gracie turned the card in her hand as the subway car rocketed her towards the edge of town. Diosa... Goddess? That's all it said on one side, a slick black card with embossed golden letters that shimmered even in the fluorescent lights. The other had the intersection rendered with a little x on one of the corners. She sighed and returned it to her pocket.
Getting off of the subway she still had a couple blocks to go, and she kept her eyes peeled for strange individuals. But this was the south side, just a stones throw from the docks and all sorts were out and about. She slowed to a stop, swallowing heavily as she approached the intersection. It was barely 11:30, maybe she was early.
Gracie turned the card in her hand as the subway car rocketed her towards the edge of town. Diosa... Goddess? That's all it said on one side, a slick black card with embossed golden letters that shimmered even in the fluorescent lights. The other had the intersection rendered with a little x on one of the corners. She sighed and returned it to her pocket.
Getting off of the subway she still had a couple blocks to go, and she kept her eyes peeled for strange individuals. But this was the south side, just a stones throw from the docks and all sorts were out and about. She slowed to a stop, swallowing heavily as she approached the intersection. It was barely 11:30, maybe she was early.
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
After a couple of hours of wallowing in self-pity, Lana noticed that there was something under her door. To amuse her curiosity, she strolled over to the front of her apartment and bent down to pick up what resembled a business card. "How strange." she said to herself, brushing a finger over the gold lettering. It was beautiful, it looked hand made. The young woman read it carefully and nodded in agreement with the address the card had provided. "I hope this isn't another one of those orgy parties. God knows how terrifying that was." she remarked, shaking in disgust at the thought of those uncomfortable memories.
After a brief moment of contemplation, she figured it would be best if she tried it out. Worst comes to worst, she could just kill the assholes using her mind. Those were some of the upsides of her powers. Lana turned on her heel then to return to her bedroom, letting out a puzzled breath as she did this. Maybe someone out there really did know how she was feeling; there could be others like her. She grinned to herself, allowing excitement to enter her system.
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Lana felt her feet wobble underneath the cobble stoned ground as she sashayed down the street to the location that was given to her. She had settled on red fitted dress and black heels. She might as well have attempted to look good, considering that this card looked fancy. She wasn't worried about creeps, she was no stranger to "accidental" murder after all. Lana shook her head in disapproval as she came to an intersection, only to meet a girl that was nervously standing next to her.
After a brief moment of contemplation, she figured it would be best if she tried it out. Worst comes to worst, she could just kill the assholes using her mind. Those were some of the upsides of her powers. Lana turned on her heel then to return to her bedroom, letting out a puzzled breath as she did this. Maybe someone out there really did know how she was feeling; there could be others like her. She grinned to herself, allowing excitement to enter her system.
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Lana felt her feet wobble underneath the cobble stoned ground as she sashayed down the street to the location that was given to her. She had settled on red fitted dress and black heels. She might as well have attempted to look good, considering that this card looked fancy. She wasn't worried about creeps, she was no stranger to "accidental" murder after all. Lana shook her head in disapproval as she came to an intersection, only to meet a girl that was nervously standing next to her.
myvalentina
A half forgotten song
Gracie didn't acknowledge the woman who had walked up next to her right away. It was unnerving to be out so late and on the wrong side of the tracks, as people would say. She nervously stepped towards the building that had been indicated on the card, but it looked abandoned. The doors were and windows were boarded shut.
She peered in through the planks of wood covering a window, but it was too dark to see anything inside. She took a look at her watch, exactly midnight, she sighed. But she began to feel a weird burning sensation on her leg. She pulled the black card out of her pocket and saw it was sizzling, steam pouring off of it. With a yelp of pain she dropped it, where it caught on fire.
The ashes of the burnt card fell to the ground, creating the outline of a trapped door in the sidewalk. She turned back to the woman who had joined her with a scared whisper, "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"
She peered in through the planks of wood covering a window, but it was too dark to see anything inside. She took a look at her watch, exactly midnight, she sighed. But she began to feel a weird burning sensation on her leg. She pulled the black card out of her pocket and saw it was sizzling, steam pouring off of it. With a yelp of pain she dropped it, where it caught on fire.
The ashes of the burnt card fell to the ground, creating the outline of a trapped door in the sidewalk. She turned back to the woman who had joined her with a scared whisper, "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
Lana looked curiously at this woman, she was gorgeous no doubt about that; but there was something more to her than what met the eye. She followed the young woman like a puppy, feeling her heels click against the concrete of the desolate looking street corner. Lana wasn't afraid though, when she said she would kill someone if she had to, she would do it. The building looked odd, it was black, probably painted that way. Shingles were falling off of the roof, and from what Lana could gather, the foundation was rotting. She concluded that she was going to die tonight, crushed to death by a creepy looking building.
As she was thinking this, she felt a searing pain in the palm of her hand, Lana groaned in response. "What the hell is that?!" she yelled out, dropping the card instinctively to the ground. The girl then looked at her hand, the words on the card that was slid under her door was etched into her palm. It was if she was branded, like a cow. The small framed girl looked up at the woman who was now conversing with her, only to see that there was a door leading to the basement. It appeared out of thin air. "Do you want to go check it out?" she asked the woman, while rubbing her sizzling hand on her dress.
As she was thinking this, she felt a searing pain in the palm of her hand, Lana groaned in response. "What the hell is that?!" she yelled out, dropping the card instinctively to the ground. The girl then looked at her hand, the words on the card that was slid under her door was etched into her palm. It was if she was branded, like a cow. The small framed girl looked up at the woman who was now conversing with her, only to see that there was a door leading to the basement. It appeared out of thin air. "Do you want to go check it out?" she asked the woman, while rubbing her sizzling hand on her dress.
myvalentina
A half forgotten song
Gracie folded her arms across her chest angry that the visions that had plagued her the last couple of weeks were oddly absent. If there was any moment that she needed to know the future, now would certainly be it.
"We came all this way." She said with a shrug. "It be a shame to give up now, I guess." She pulled on the outline of a latch and was surprised when it materialized in her hand, the ashy outline now fully solid. Old squeaky joints and the sound of metal scraping against the concrete sidewalk sent the a shiver down her back.
She finally turned to look at the woman fully. She looked dressed to kill and Gracie wondered if she had gotten a different invitation then she had.
If the woman with red eyes had spoken to her of unrestrained powers. She didn't look unstable. But she guessed you didn't have to look it to be unstable in the inside.
She took a deep breath and began the slow decent into complete darkness.
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"We came all this way." She said with a shrug. "It be a shame to give up now, I guess." She pulled on the outline of a latch and was surprised when it materialized in her hand, the ashy outline now fully solid. Old squeaky joints and the sound of metal scraping against the concrete sidewalk sent the a shiver down her back.
She finally turned to look at the woman fully. She looked dressed to kill and Gracie wondered if she had gotten a different invitation then she had.
If the woman with red eyes had spoken to her of unrestrained powers. She didn't look unstable. But she guessed you didn't have to look it to be unstable in the inside.
She took a deep breath and began the slow decent into complete darkness.
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Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
Lana gave a weak smile at this woman, guessing that they were both there for the same thing. Was she like Lana? Could she move objects with her mind as well? No, that couldn't be true, she would have known if that was the case. She exhaled a breath from her system and proceeded to follow the woman down into the basement. Why she was going down there? She couldn't tell you. She decided to follow her intuition, and ignore her brain signaling it was more than likely a trap.
"I only live a few blocks away." she told the woman while walking down the metal steps which were engraved with some suspicious markings. Great, she was joining a Satanic cult. Once she successfully made her way down the stairs, she was greeted by a dark, empty room, filled with nothing but candles and incense. There were however, knives and clubs in one corner of the room, which Lana's eyes diverted to almost instantly. Awesome, they were probably going to sacrifice her and this girl too. She was about to leave until she heard a woman talk through a speaker which was linked in another part of the room:
"Welcome ladies!" the female voice began enthusiastically, another woman giggling in the background. "My name is Kira Myung. It seems as if you two are here because you have very special abilities. You see girls, what you are, is a witch." she said to the Lana and the woman next to her happily, causing Lana's eyebrow to raise in confusion.
"A witch? I thought they didn't exist!" Lana yelled out to the voice on the speaker, sliding out of her heels now to become more comfortable. She had a feeling she was going to be here a while.
"I only live a few blocks away." she told the woman while walking down the metal steps which were engraved with some suspicious markings. Great, she was joining a Satanic cult. Once she successfully made her way down the stairs, she was greeted by a dark, empty room, filled with nothing but candles and incense. There were however, knives and clubs in one corner of the room, which Lana's eyes diverted to almost instantly. Awesome, they were probably going to sacrifice her and this girl too. She was about to leave until she heard a woman talk through a speaker which was linked in another part of the room:
"Welcome ladies!" the female voice began enthusiastically, another woman giggling in the background. "My name is Kira Myung. It seems as if you two are here because you have very special abilities. You see girls, what you are, is a witch." she said to the Lana and the woman next to her happily, causing Lana's eyebrow to raise in confusion.
"A witch? I thought they didn't exist!" Lana yelled out to the voice on the speaker, sliding out of her heels now to become more comfortable. She had a feeling she was going to be here a while.
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myvalentina
A half forgotten song
The echoes of their footsteps seemed to fly far in her mind and it felt like someone was playing her brain like a keyboard. She shook the feeling, trying to focus on the room before them. She half expected someone to tell them they were going to play a game.
The voice blared in the cavernous room, and it was as cliched as she had feared. The voice called them witches and she turned to look at the red head beside her alarmed. Maybe they wanted them to fight it out, the weapons along the wall shining eerily in the dark. But there was a rustling over the intercom, and the loud sharpness of a feedback noise, followed by cursing.
The familiar lilting accent of the woman with bloody eyes wafted out of the intercom. "This is a test, it is an initiation, and it's your worst nightmare." She said sternly. "Fail and we cannot guarantee you will escape with your lives, but if you do you will have no recollection of tonights events. Begin!" She said, and fire engulfed the far wall. Two doors materialized from the flames, as the clanking sound of metal sounded behind them. They were trapped.
The voice blared in the cavernous room, and it was as cliched as she had feared. The voice called them witches and she turned to look at the red head beside her alarmed. Maybe they wanted them to fight it out, the weapons along the wall shining eerily in the dark. But there was a rustling over the intercom, and the loud sharpness of a feedback noise, followed by cursing.
The familiar lilting accent of the woman with bloody eyes wafted out of the intercom. "This is a test, it is an initiation, and it's your worst nightmare." She said sternly. "Fail and we cannot guarantee you will escape with your lives, but if you do you will have no recollection of tonights events. Begin!" She said, and fire engulfed the far wall. Two doors materialized from the flames, as the clanking sound of metal sounded behind them. They were trapped.
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
Lana glanced up at the P.A. system and a frowned appeared on her face. Yup, they were definitely in a Satanist Cult. She looked around the room, studying her surroundings so she got a better feel for what she was up against. "Witches? No way in Hell!" Lana exclaimed in disbelief to the woman beside her. The mere thought of witches even existing boggled the red-head's mind. Witches were no stranger to lore as well as the history books, but her be one? No, that was impossible. She didn't know any spells or have a cauldron to boil little children in; she was just Lana, a short and awkward girl who just so happened to have the ability to move shit with her mind.
Her contemplation was dispelled when a fire broke out in the dingy, concrete room. 'Fuck!' she thought as the two women on the intercom suddenly disappeared. She was absolutely bewildered at this. Lana wasn't prepared for a game of cat and mouse, she was wearing a dress and heels for Christ's Sake! She was surprisingly calm though, despite the current situation. "Quick, what power do you have?" she asked the woman beside her, Lana's eyes were deepening to a crimson color, indicating that she was ready to put up a fight. "I can move and control shit with my mind!" Lana told the woman, her eyes scanning the room for any pipes that could possibly hold water.
Her contemplation was dispelled when a fire broke out in the dingy, concrete room. 'Fuck!' she thought as the two women on the intercom suddenly disappeared. She was absolutely bewildered at this. Lana wasn't prepared for a game of cat and mouse, she was wearing a dress and heels for Christ's Sake! She was surprisingly calm though, despite the current situation. "Quick, what power do you have?" she asked the woman beside her, Lana's eyes were deepening to a crimson color, indicating that she was ready to put up a fight. "I can move and control shit with my mind!" Lana told the woman, her eyes scanning the room for any pipes that could possibly hold water.
myvalentina
A half forgotten song
Gracie shook her head. "I can't do anything! I see things, things that might happen, but I can't..." She said panicking and backing away from the girl. "I don't know!" She said, starting to hyperventilate. The fires raged, making the metal doors that had appeared glow hot and red in their depths. The smoke was already tickling her throat and agitating her eyes.
She shook away her fear for a second, smacking at her cheeks to focus. She wasn't going to die in a hole in the ground, dammit!
"Maybe we can throw some dirt on it!" She said, the ground beneath their feet soft earth. She took a shovel from the wall of weapons and started digging into the earth with effort and throwing it at the fire doors. But it was no use, and it almost seemed it was making it worse. Magical fire?!?!
She shook away her fear for a second, smacking at her cheeks to focus. She wasn't going to die in a hole in the ground, dammit!
"Maybe we can throw some dirt on it!" She said, the ground beneath their feet soft earth. She took a shovel from the wall of weapons and started digging into the earth with effort and throwing it at the fire doors. But it was no use, and it almost seemed it was making it worse. Magical fire?!?!
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
Lana could feel the smoke entering her lungs, causing her chest to rise and fall deeply. The woman had told her that she could only see visions. Like looking into the future or something? What good would that do? The red head didn't take her eyes off of the rusted pipes that were scattered about on the ceiling. One of them had to lead to the regular building right? So one of them had to contain water! Lana turned to the woman who was now digging a half assed ditch in the corner of the mildew smelling room. "Let's just get introductions out of the way okay?" she told her, feeling her eyes transforming into a brighter red. 'Please don't let me destroy this building' she thought, remembering the last time she got out of control. "I'm Lana! And you are psychic. Can't some psychics stop time?" she asked her, feeling her brain beginning to black out.
There was no time left, they would be engulfed in flames in a matter of minutes. Lana proceeded to focus her attention on the pipes, her hands balled up in fists. "You have to try and stop time!" Lana demanded, her eyes narrowing on the twelve pipes that surrounded the room. "When I get the pipes loose and the water puts the fire out, we are going to have to bust the door down!" the short girl yelled at the woman, exhaling a breath before she gravitated her attention on the metal bars. With that, she put her hands up to the location of where the pipes. The last time she did this, she killed her girlfriend. She wasn't about to kill another girl, two murder sentences on her hands. "Breathe." she said to herself, as her eyes shifted to a fire engine red color. To her disbelief, the pipes began to creak; indicating that they were coming alive. Lana turned her hand counter clockwise and the pipes shuddered even more.
With every inhale they moved, and with every exhale she moved. It was sort of like a dance. After a few minutes of doing this, while smoke was filling up her lung space; the pipes burst free, sending water all over the rising flames. She did it....
There was no time left, they would be engulfed in flames in a matter of minutes. Lana proceeded to focus her attention on the pipes, her hands balled up in fists. "You have to try and stop time!" Lana demanded, her eyes narrowing on the twelve pipes that surrounded the room. "When I get the pipes loose and the water puts the fire out, we are going to have to bust the door down!" the short girl yelled at the woman, exhaling a breath before she gravitated her attention on the metal bars. With that, she put her hands up to the location of where the pipes. The last time she did this, she killed her girlfriend. She wasn't about to kill another girl, two murder sentences on her hands. "Breathe." she said to herself, as her eyes shifted to a fire engine red color. To her disbelief, the pipes began to creak; indicating that they were coming alive. Lana turned her hand counter clockwise and the pipes shuddered even more.
With every inhale they moved, and with every exhale she moved. It was sort of like a dance. After a few minutes of doing this, while smoke was filling up her lung space; the pipes burst free, sending water all over the rising flames. She did it....
myvalentina
A half forgotten song
She watched the girl tear pipes out of the damn walls, eyes brightening with an unsettling color of red. Gracie dropped the shovel as she walked backwards into a wall. The groaning and grinding sounds filled the small room like the smoke did and she just shook her head.
"Stop time? Even if I could what good would that do." She said, staring at the girl in awe. Everything she ever knew about witches being nothing more than superstitions was being challenged in this moment, but would it even matter if they wound up dead?
The pipes burst with a loud sound making her shriek, as they were sprayed with cold, dirty smelling water. If it had come from the dilapidated building above them, it was probably stagnant, so she moved towards the burning doors. As the water began filling the room it steamed as it made contact with the burning doors. She immediately reached for one of the handles as soon as the fire had subsided, but she went dead eyed as her mind fell into the time stream and she watched from outside of her body as the pair of them walked through the door on the left...
"Stop time? Even if I could what good would that do." She said, staring at the girl in awe. Everything she ever knew about witches being nothing more than superstitions was being challenged in this moment, but would it even matter if they wound up dead?
The pipes burst with a loud sound making her shriek, as they were sprayed with cold, dirty smelling water. If it had come from the dilapidated building above them, it was probably stagnant, so she moved towards the burning doors. As the water began filling the room it steamed as it made contact with the burning doors. She immediately reached for one of the handles as soon as the fire had subsided, but she went dead eyed as her mind fell into the time stream and she watched from outside of her body as the pair of them walked through the door on the left...
Rhianna
She lives in a fairy tale
The smoke now completely infiltrated Lana's lungs, resulting her eyes snapping back to their natural green color. She was out of focus then, her cloudy vision glancing around the steamed filled room. For a moment, she thought she was just dreaming. She was probably still at her apartment, passed out from all of the alcohol she had consumed. She was convinced of this until she heard the young woman's voice again, collapsing her fantasies and shifting her back to this shitty reality. From what Lana could gather, she was covered in mucky water; the putrid smell permeating into her ash covered nose. "Oh thank God!" she yelled out in delight, while realizing that the smoke had subsided.
The petite girl practically skipped over towards the woman, a bright smile spread across her face. However, the woman did not return her happiness; instead she stood there, like a corpse. Her eyes were glossed over, and her posture was slumped. "Are you okay?" Lana questioned the woman in concern, her hand reaching out to touch the woman's shoulder. Steam covered every inch of the room, making it almost impossible to see in front of her. She was just happy the fire was out, their Hell was finally over.
The petite girl practically skipped over towards the woman, a bright smile spread across her face. However, the woman did not return her happiness; instead she stood there, like a corpse. Her eyes were glossed over, and her posture was slumped. "Are you okay?" Lana questioned the woman in concern, her hand reaching out to touch the woman's shoulder. Steam covered every inch of the room, making it almost impossible to see in front of her. She was just happy the fire was out, their Hell was finally over.
myvalentina
A half forgotten song
Gracie gasped back into the present pulling away from the doors and tripping over her feet in her haste. She drew in breaths of smokey air, coughing and spitting up disgusting water.
"We each have to take a door." She said shaking her head to rid herself of what she'd seen. It hadn't been pretty. "I think there is a button at the end of each hallway that has to be pressed together or else..." She shook her head. "All I know is that we can't both go through one door."
She said standing on shaky legs. The water was now up to her knees, they had to get moving quickly, because this place wasn't draining the water at all.
"We each have to take a door." She said shaking her head to rid herself of what she'd seen. It hadn't been pretty. "I think there is a button at the end of each hallway that has to be pressed together or else..." She shook her head. "All I know is that we can't both go through one door."
She said standing on shaky legs. The water was now up to her knees, they had to get moving quickly, because this place wasn't draining the water at all.
