Young Writers Society

Gatian

In his corner, he frowned. Suddenly, beneath the excitement and joviality that emanated from the training angels, in particular Senra, Cale, Cariad and Crystal, there was an undertone of sadness and jealousy.

He looked sideways to see Jinx. The half-breed, as many angels called her behind her back. She was resting her head in one hand, snapping her fingers every now and again to create a small flare of fire.

He stood up and made his way over to her, sitting down beside her, "This seat taken?" He asked, knowing already that it wasn't.

Ben

He took the sword from her, holding it in both hands, one resting under the hilt, the other under the blade. He wasn't exactly the most proficient person in the use of the sword, he'd only taken some fleeting coaching in it from a monk on one occasion. But he could use it, and if it was as powerful as she said it was, he probably wouldn't need too much extra practice. Besides, it's only temporary, until she's done.

He half-drew it again, looking with admiration on the hard work that had gone in to blessing it, "Your father really knew what he was doing, didn't he?" He asked, watching her reaction closely.

She gave a sad nod. He took a deep breath, his assumption half-confirmed, "What happened to him?"

Standing amongst the others, she watched as Senra stubbornly refused the sword. Latanya did not want to fight either, but she knew she would have to. Clearing her throat, everyone looked at her.

"Um, Senra. Maybe I could teach you how to shoot a bow and arrow? I think every Angel has it in their blood some where." She smiled kindly at Senra.

Cale quickly jumped in to answer, "Hey! That sounds like it would be fun, Senra." he gave Latanya a wink for the extra effort. She chuckled and hoped Senra would accept the offer.

Jinx:

I heard him before I saw him.

"This seat taken?"

I reluctantly turned my glare towards him. Gatian. He was the only angel that ever really went out of his way to be nice to me. My fingers snapped ending the flickering flame.

I bet he already knew what my answer would be. I shook my head as a no, but he continued to sit, ignoring me. He aggravated me so and yet there was an air of mystery surrounding him that seemed to entice me with curiosity.

I dropped my glare to the floor, unable to actually make eye contact. "So....what?" I asked, feeling his eyes widen. I couldn't tell if it was shock at the fact that I was speaking or the full force of my voice.

"What do you mean?"He asked casually.

"Look. I know someone must've put you up to this," Cautiously I brought my gaze back to him and tried to hide the sudden weakness deep within. Gatian opened his mouth as if to speak and he looked at me and for a second our eyes met. Then someone cleared their throat and almost as if on cue both of our gazes fell.

Latanya's voice flowed through my head as if muffled, an echo. My thoughts had already moved on and I continued to(or attempted anway) to ignore the determined man sitting next to me.

Jude

It had been a while since I had thought about my father, about any of my family. I never talked to anyone about any of them, ever. I had been old enough by the time they were all gone to take care of myself. My mom went first, when I was eight, she was murdered by a demon. It drove my dad mad. My older brothers were next, while them and my father were on a job, I was never allowed to go.

My dad was last, "He killed himself." I answered Ben, "Not such a glorious death."

"I'm sorry." Ben answered. I really hate it when people say that, it's not Bens fault my dad cracked. It was better that way anyways, he wasn't at peace alive. I left the room and walked back to where I had left the revolvers. I wanted to stop remembering everything. Why did he have to make me remember that I found my dad lying on the floor soaked in his own blood, a bullet through his head from the first gun I ever made and gave to him? My hands started shaking. I put the revolvers down.

"When can you get me those supplies?" I Asked, thankful my voice was still normal. He looked down at the list again.

Gatian

He shook his head solemnly, not meeting her eyes, "You don't get it, Jinx. People don't 'put me up' to things, I can't ever bring myself to agree to them. With my power, I feel just as hurt, embarrassed and angry as any victim." If she was listening closely, she'd be able to hear a touch of her own pain in his voice.

Not wanting to influence her emotions too much, Gatian only projected a small amount of happiness towards her. Enough to make her talk to him, but not so much that she'd get angry with him for influencing her emotions.

"What are you talking about?" She asked with a frown, "If no one sent you to talk to me, why are you?"

"You're lonely." Gatian said bluntly, "And as I said, if someone near me feels something, I feel it just as much. Sometimes even more. Most angels don't like seeing other people in pain. Me, I can't stand it." He paused, giving her a slightly amused smile, "In other words, you're making me lonely, so I thought I'd do something about it."

Ben

She'd misunderstood him, he could see. When he'd apologised, it had been for bringing up the memories. He knew exactly how she felt about losing her father, the same thing had happened to him. Although his hadn't committed suicide, there was still much the same feeling of loss inside him, and he had a constant sense of guilt that he hadn't been there with them when his family had been slaughtered.

Watching her go to the table, he found himself wishing there was something he could do to help her, to take away the pain of her loss. But how can I do that when I can't even deal with my own loss?

Instead of saying what he wanted to, Ben simply looked back to the list, doing exactly as she was and pushing aside his feelings with business.

“Most of it I should be able to get without too much trouble, maybe even tomorrow. Even the silver I can probably just pick up from a jeweler’s or something and get it melted down. But the extra level of magic you need might take a day or two longer. I’ll be able to find someone if I talk to the contacts I already have, but it’ll take me a while to get in touch with them. When do you need that part of it by?”

Jinx:

He smiled and I couldn't help but smile back and for once, for once, I actually felt a tinge of happiness. Gatian was actually very attractive and probably way out of my league.

".....Thank you....," I muttered glancing at him with a twitch of a smile," Sorry if I made you too lonely." His eyes were somewhat grateful and amused. I continued snapping my fingers producing my one and only true friend- fire.

Something about his voice though, changed my mood a fraction. Something I recognized. Pain? I shook the notion out of my head and sighed.

"You know...I can feel what you're going through....and......,"Gatian's voice trailed off and he made a sound as if choking. Was he about to cry?I sighed inwardly and turned away. Were my emotions that bad?

What was I supposed to say. There, there. It'll be okay. He'd end up rejecting me and then what? I sit here looking like a fool who has out of wack emotions. No. I'll be the first to leave. Gatian knew as much as my emotions told him so I tried to hide them behind the same painful mask. I was out of his reach again and he was going to feel that soon enough.

I stood and silently started walking across the room, ready at any moment for an attack.

(Hey Billy, I'm having my character in the real world so he could be that higher level of magic for you.)

Cedrick sat outside at a table by himself sipping coffee. He had been sent on a recon mission in the real world. It would seem I get these a lot. He told himself. His teleportation ability allowed him to go between worlds without anyone noticing. He was the perfect scout. He checked his watch and sighed, 11:30. He set a few bucks on the table and left.

Cedrick at been given reports that there were a few demon hunters in town. Along with recon he was to make contact. He pulled a slip out of his pocket and looked at the address. Verifying he had the right address he walked into the building. Going up a few flights of stairs he came to an apartment door. He took a quick listen and heard a man speaking. He could understand the words, "Extra level of magic you need might take a day..." Recognizing that would most likely signify the making of blessed weapons he knocked on the door.

(Hope this is okay.)

Jude

"Um," I tapped my fingers on the table then there was a knock at the door. I couldn't sense who it was, they had a pretty good sheild up. I stood and grabbed the revolvers. I carried them into my room and threw them in the trunk, making sure to lock it.

I rentered the living room and told Ben not to be defensive but be prepared to fight, you never can be too careful. The salt over the door wouldn't help keep whoever it was out if they were a powerful demon. I walked cautiously to the door then called, "Who is it?"

"Who do you think it is?" the familiar voice called back. I dropped it gaurs and smiled, opening the door. It was Cedrik, "About time. Why did you move again?"

"What are you doing here?" I asked hugging him.

"What? I can't visit a friend." he asked in a fake hurt voice.

"Not in times like these." I said more seriously stepping back. Cedrik smiled then turned to look at Ben.

(Rory, you destroyed my last post Now I need someone to pull me in. Anyone, Please?)

Oh sorry! I can change it. Give me a sec

Gatian

Even as he heard Jinx’s almost silent footsteps moving away from him and he willed himself to move, he found that he couldn’t. Her pain…the hurt of rejection, the knowledge that she’s not like the rest of us…

It was paralyzing for him, rooting him to his seat. He felt himself on the verge of crying for her, at the unfairness of her situation. Angels aren’t meant to treat each other like that…

He drove back the tears. It wasn’t so difficult now that she was no longer beside him. The laughing angels in the middle of their training were closer now, their emotions having a stronger effect on him.

He looked at Jinx as she walked out of the training hall as fast as she could, feeling the deliberate aura of pain around her. She’s trying to push me away…she knows I can’t get close if she keeps that up.

Gatian clenched his teeth, glaring at the ground, Well, for once, that’s not going to be good enough. She can’t spend the rest of eternity pretending that she’s got nothing in common with the rest of us, that she doesn’t want to be around us. Especially now.

He pushed himself to his feet and forced himself after her, forcing himself through the emotional barrier she was trying to separate them with. Even if it sent almost physical pain through him, he was going to reach her.

He was still about five metres down the main corridor from her when he could go no further, so he called out to her, “Jinx.” She turned, and he spread his arms, “Why are you doing this? Forcing us all away does you as little good as it does me. I’m not going to reject you.”

Ben

“Who’s this?” He asked, still cautious about the newcomer. There was something otherworldly about him, although he obviously wasn’t a demon if he’d passed the door. So that only left angel, but Ben pushed the thought aside for the time being something inside him not liking this guy.

“This is Cedrick.” Replied Jude, her tone bright, “He’s a friend…and an angel.” The final words made him bristle inwardly, and he realised what the feeling was. Jealousy. It ebbed somewhat as it dawned on him that what she’d said was meant to be taken literally. He was an angel.

He smiled, although he had to force it to a degree, and stuck out his hand, “Ben.”

The angel shook without hesitation, smiling right back, “Cedrick. Pleased to meet you.”

Ben decided it would be best if he asked, rather than putting the pressure on Jude to ask her friend for the blessings needed for his revolvers, “I suppose this is the kind of divine intervention they talk about…I was just telling Jude that I’d take a few days finding someone who’d be capable of blessing my weapons. Of course, you’d be able to do that without much fuss at all, wouldn’t you?”

He knew the jealousy he was feeling was out of line, Jude and Cedrick were obviously old friends, and Ben didn’t even want to feel jealous. He didn’t want to feel anything, he knew that getting close to her was a mistake. No matter how pretty she was.

Senra:

"Fine, but don't expect me to ever use that skill." She replied.

"We'll see once the war starts." CAle replied as he smiled at the others around them.

"Whatever. So what do we do?" She asked.

Jinx:

“Jinx.” I turned, and he spread his arms, “Why are you doing this? Forcing us all away does you as little good as it does me. I’m not going to reject you.”

I gasped. Of course he knew what I felt..... "This isn't the time for friendship it's war," the words sounded blunt and unreal and inside I was happy to the know the truth. He wouldn't reject me.

He sighed again, "Jinx, come on. What can I do to make you see that I'm not like the others?" Despite the cliche aspect of his last words I considered him.

I was thick with anger, pain, amusement, and somehow happiness found it's way in there along with a million others. I knew it was his words that triggered most of the emotions. There was a pause.

"Okay," I said, biting back tears,"How 'bout a fight?" I needed to fight when I was this confused and frustrated. The fire within me was building up and I felt a bead of sweat trickle down my chin. My fingertips pricked with the sudden suspense.

"What good would a fight do?"He smiled; feeling my excitement.

"What's the matter, afraid of a little sparring match?"

Never before had I ever shown my skills in front of any angels. This is going to be interesting....


**hope I left you enough to continue from.**

Smiling, she turned and headed back to her target, with Cale and Senra following. She passed by Jinx and Gatian, in what looked like a heated argument.

"Hey guys," She said to the two of them, "I'm about to teach Senra how to shoot some arrows. Would guys like to join us?" They both stopped and looked at her, wondering where she had come from.

"Umm..." Jinx was a little confused, maybe.

"Hey, don't you use fire? Maybe we could use fire and arrows together?" She asked Jinx, smiling.

*Grr sorry guys between softball and going to florida i've not been able to post!!**

Christain Dawnsons & Rian Dawnsons~

Chris glared at the man in front of her, pulling her long, glowing red sword out of her sheath as a smile graced her lips. "Then this should be fun," she hissed, pupils turning into slits as she ran her hand over her glowing blade, causing the glow to set in and the sword to look like hot embers. She loved a good fight, especially against a man that takes her for granted.

"Christian, don't be an idiot. This is the Aiden that's in the seat right next to mom!" Rian spat warningly, only to recieve a glare.

"Does it really look like I care Ri? If I get kicked out I get kicked out. Not like I want to be with you guys anyway."