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Celeste Blaire Demoness
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Joined: Nov 2005 Gender: Female  Posts: 54 Location: On thin ice Karma: 6 |  | The Nightmare Begins « Thread Started on Dec 16, 2005, 10:35am » | |
(This will, in time, be related to Celeste somehow, just not yet...)
Aquarium. Fish swarming around in the cerulean waters of the southern rivers. Many colored, different species, not much more than two of a kind, sometimes three, sometimes four, but never more than that. It's just the way things should be; to many of the same at one place often get too crowded.
The castle inside belonged to another little childish brat; the 'king' fish as he had made himself. The fish that drove others away from places when he wanted to be there, drove them away from their own places too, just because he wanted the spot himself for a brief moment.
A few feet away from the aquarium, something else was going on. A bed was creaking and a girl was turning around feverish. She was sweaty and exhausted after a long night. The fish in the aquarium and the girl in the bed, they all knew something was wrong. The fish knew because the girl was acting weird, the girl knew because she had had her worst nightmare ever. She wouldn't tell anyone, and if you asked, she'd rather die than tell you. To be honest she didn't quite remember herself, but she had turned all night, and had become exhausted before they day had even begun. What a start on the day.
Waking up with a scream in her throat, not a sound coming out, she tossed her head and looked around the room, searching for the thing that was so wrong. She looked around, until she found what was wrong; next to her in the bed, where she usually had teddy bears, she found blood. The mattress was soaked in blood. She was soaked in blood. Her own blood as well as another's.
She jumped out of bed and looked herself in the large mirror behind the aquarium; she had cuts on her wrists and ankles, her entire face was dead-looking and emotionless, though she was full of fear of what had happened. She walked back to her bed as she felt the dizziness crawl over her as the mist sometimes does.
More will come.
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With a thud she slumped onto the bed, not caring about the blood for a moment, trying to regain control of her own limbs. It was scary; she didn't know what ha happened, all she knew was that she had returned home the night before in perfect order.
It took her a while, but she was no longer dizzy. Standing up from the bed, she walked slowly into the bathroom. She took two steps into the room, but wished she hadn't; a body was lying in a corner. The boy was still alive, but barely, he was cut, just as she was, and when she followed the bloodstains at the floor left by him, it was he that was the other one whose blood had soaked the bed and apartment.
The blonde girl sat down on the floor and crawled toward him before she placed his head in her lap and stroke his hair. "I don't know who you are, but everything will be alright," she said the words in a comforting voice, though she was shaking with fear and he was shaking too.
"Cold… So cold…" she heard him whisper the words before she stood up slowly and reached for a towel and hot water. Wetting the towel, she started to wash away the blood covering his body, forgetting the blood on her own body.
More is yet to come.
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Anyone have any ideas on how to continue?
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It took her half an hour to clean the blood of his body before she did something to warm him; she had tapped the tub full of hot water for him to get warmer. It was a long and hard task to get him off the floor and into the tub.
The soap in the water was bubbling on the surface of the water, huge white bubbles. Nice bubbles, friendly bubbles. Bubbles covering most of his body, though she had just stripped off his clothes and put him in the water. A grimace went over his face for a second or two when the soap filled his wounds.
There is always a time to do what is easy -putting him in the water fully dressed- and what is right -let all his body get the blood washed off-. There is also a time to help others and forget your own misery and pain. The situation the girl found herself in now, was one of those times. Maybe that was why she had chosen what was right.
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When she was done bathing him, she helped him into dry, clean clothes she had found in a bag near the door. How on earth had the clothes got there? She didn't stop to think about it and simply mended his wounds as best as she could before she went to mend her own wounds.
"Thanks". The girl turned when she heard the boy speaks the words. Then she smiled. "Anytime. I'm Marion. You?" It felt so good to know that he was better, and that she wasn't insane or anything. She got his name, Miroslav. This told her she was close to Russia. And when she asked him, she got to know it was Belarus they were in, the Demo-ruled country.
Suddenly he had no more wounds, and when he lay hands on her wounds, they too disappeared, leaving a warm feeling. Marion jumped away. "What are you?" She almost screamed at him. She knew he wasn't human; no human could have done that. And now she also knew she was no longer in Latvia where she had been when she fell asleep the night before, alone.
He told her; he was a Demon and she had been chosen to be a Demoness by the ruler of the country. She had been chosen when she was in Latvia and brought to the city in Belarus where she was going to keep things in order. And true to his words, the ruler came shortly after.
She transformed the girl into the Shapeshifter and taught her lessons of pain and anger. And so she lived together with her brother of transformation - Miroslav - and Maker - Farsiris - for a century before they argued so much that Marion was left without any memory of the place, forgetting more and more about it while she travelled until she barely knew her own name with the knowledge that she would remember when time was right to return.
I changed my mind; the story will never be related to Celeste.
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