The End {Closed to Syrrus}

[Syrrus]

The young man tossed another rock into the water, watching it skip over the surface before sinking into the darkness. Cerath looked back up at the sky, wondering if it was possible for stars to rain down like water drops and if it was possible, what it would look like. Like the sky was crying fire, probably. Or maybe more like crying gas. Cerath sighed and curled his arms around his knees.

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia glanced away and closed her eyes, a soft sigh escaping her. It was getting quite late, but she wasn't tired at all and didn't know what to do.


She wondered briefly about the thunderous roar of the waterfall, and the sciences behind as to why it was so loud, why waterfalls were so common. Why would rivers be so stupid as to jump off cliffs, she wondered?


But soon, her thoughts were interrupted as a sharp grunt came from behind her and bony hands clasped around her long neck, a shrill scream escaping her just before her throat closed up with the pressure. The breath of the creature-the mutant, she knew-hit her face in a horrid, rank gurgle of some sort. She closed her eyes against it and threw her limbs against the shrunken, deformed body.

 

[Syrrus]

Cerath threw himself almost into the river. How had that –thing- managed to sneak up on them. Cerath’s first instinct was to run for his life, but at the same time, doing so would be the end of his only friend and she was a good reason as any to not run. Instead he started to throw rocks at the thing. “Hey! Let her down you overgrown hippo!”

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia shrieked as a rock hit her. "Cerath!!!! Not helping!" She managed to gasp, and clawed at the hands on her throat. She managed to break the skin, and immediately it bled profusely, only having veins from the subcutaneous tissues left between skin and bone. She gagged slightly as the fowl-smelling blood hot her nose in a wave. She felt and heard the creature bellow and stagger back, staring at its hands, clueless as to what happened.


Helia turned around, heaving for breath, and managed, with her small frame, to shove the creature into the fall and therefore the pool below.


At the last moment the mutant made a desperate grab for her and caught her ankle, smashing it but pulling her over the edge.


Helia grabbed the lip of the cliff and held on for dear life, fingers straining with both the weight of her own body and the mutant's as well.


She kicked as hard as she could through the pain of her shattered ankle.

 

[Syrrus]

Cerath shouted in surprise and ran up to Helia from where she was hanging by the river side. He reached out for her before a better idea began to form in his head.


The young man leaped from the shore to land on the back of the giant mountain of flesh and just by placing one hand over the beast’s arm which was connected to the hand gripping tight around Helia’s ankle, with the magic of acid he managed to cut the whole limb of the screaming creature. What would happen next was something he hadn’t thought of, however, as he and the Mutant went flowing down the river with such speed it seemed as if they were late for something.

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia's ring finger and index bent back at the sudden weight of Cerath's, sending her spiraling down with him in the fall. She cried out from the pain and felt herself start to black out.


God, what had she done now to deserve this pain? Had she forgotten her Father's beer again?

 

[Syrrus]

Cerath had started to feel his own body tire out by the whole ‘spinning around in the tides of the river’ but tried his hardest to at least take hold of Halia and not let go of her till he felt the strange feeling of sand behind his back and realizing they had reached the end of the line.

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia felt arms around her waist and she relaxed slightly, as best she could in the swirling of the water. But her body took advantage and she was soon unconscious, and breathing in water slightly, but in small amounts since they were now in the shallows.

 

[Syrrus]

Coughing and spitting up water, Cerath pulled both himself and Helia out of the water. His head was spinning worse than his body had in the river and his entire being was shaking due to the cold.

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia was unconscious, shivering hard and coughing and wheezing.

 

[Syrrus]

Cerath moved over to his back, coughing and hissing. He swiped wet hair out of his eyes and looked into the sky before turning towards Helia.


“Helia?”

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia's body was racked with intense shudders and her chest heaved from the effort.


»JW

 

[Syrrus]

At least she was alive. Cerath looked around, lighting a fire at the beach would unfortunately stop that notion. He got up and pulled Helia up with him, carrying her in his arms as he walked in the direction of the woods to try and find a cave which was safe enough to stay in.


He did manage to find a cave and lit a fire, in the same year! It was quite surprising what a little health could do. He had pleased Helia next to him on top of a straw bed he also had managed to create.

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia's shudders ceased but her breathing was anything but better.


»JW

 

[Syrrus]

Mouth to mouth? It was probably going to kill her, last time he had accidently drooled in his sleep he had woken up in a completely dead part of the forest. He instead placed his hands on her chest and began to push up and down, trying to get rid of any possible water being stuck in there somewhere.

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia finally stirred in tree slightest, with a groan, and feebly pushed away Cerath with a moan. God, what the hell was he doing? Her chest hurt enough. She pushed him hard and her eyes opened briefly but then shut tightly against her pain that came suddenly.


»JW

 

[Syrrus]

“Oh! Sorry… I just thought…” He sat down nervously and started to play with a rock. “You had difficulty breathing, I simply---“

 

[Jay Windse]

"Shh. My head hurts." Helia whimpered, wincing. Her head throbbed like none other. She wouldn't get up if she could.


»JW

 

[Syrrus]

Cerath decided to take a quick look around the cave, he had noticed a tunnel connecting to the back. Getting up, without saying much more as she wished hi to be quite he took a piece of burning wood and held it up like a torch as he walked deeper into the Cave.

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia didn't notice his absence initially, as her eyes were closed as if she could shield the pain with them.


»JW

 

[Syrrus]

Cerath walked deeper into the cave, taking deep-breaths and trying his hardest not to fall down a hole.

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia opened her eyes and looked around. "Cer?" She called.


»JW

 

[Syrrus]

Cerath could hear her vice echo against the cave walls, he leaned back and shouted. “Right here! Just looking around.”

 

[Jay Windse]

Helia winced and lay back down, in too much pain to do anything else.