Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
Personality: He likes his armor, it goes well with his fiery personality. He likes darkness, but he feels bad about killing children and other people who can't fight back.
To copy reality is good... But to create reality is much, much better. -Giuseppe Verdi-
I stared down from the tall observation tower to were the humans were enlisting and the undecided immortals joined a side.
"Lord Calip" a Darkness ambassador said. I turned around to were the Darkness immortal dressed in black from head to foot stood grinning and baring his teeth.
"Yes" I said knowing that this was the last conversation I would have with this ambassador. We would state a state of complete war instead of just a secret war. In fact it would be decided before the ambassador left so that the rest of the light had an excuse to kill him.
"I'm leaving now are you sure theirs nothing else you want me to relay to the darkness council." I shook my head and the ambassador left. Leaving me in silence for a minute before the rest of the council walked in closely followed by the high Master we all took are seats around the room.
"Have the boy killed, quickly he was always pleasant" The high master, Julep said his old sunken eyes frowning for a minute.
"High Master I must ask again, please don't do this lets settle this without violence let us only use words theirs no reason to start a full out war" I said and Master Barret smashed his hand.
"The time for reason is over and it has been for many years Lord Calip we are merely acting on years of hatred" Master Barret said and the rest of the twenty council murmured in agreement as did the many other immortals on the other side of the screen. I realised their was nothing else I could do to stop the violence.
**already posted for Drake once, I'll post again in a minute*
Brystine
"Please," the woman begged. "Kill me, but let my daughter live. She's only 4." I laughed in the human's face.
"Let her live...well that would mean I was good," I gave a cruel smile. "I don't want to be good. I work for the darkness."
I worked the fire around me, letting it swirl violently close to face. She was holding her daughter close to her.
"Please. How can such a beautiful woman be so horrible? Please. Let her live!" The woman sobbed. I snatched the child from her mother.
"How dare you speak against me!" I roared outraged. "For that I'll let your little girl watch you burn. The fire engulfed her and the woman screamed.
"Mommy!" The girl cried. "Mommy!" The woman stopped screaming and sat in the flames. She obviously didn't want her little girl to see her in pain. I laughed. Humans could be so foolish. I left the house. The girl might live, I didn't care. All I was told to do was get rid of this particular woman. I did. Her, her husband and her house. Maybe even her daughter too. It had been a good day.
*Sorry she's so heartless, that's just her character, though she will warm up evenually.
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
I sat down at a table with my drink and looked at the man who sat across from me. I don't know exactly why he sat there, but he did. He was odd, to be honest. He gave me a weird feeling, and I wasn't sure if it was a good feeling, or a bad feeling.
"So," he said, "You don't like rainy days?" He took a bite of his chicken, looking at me, waiting for me to answer.
"Well, um, I don't mind the rain," I said, "But there's been a lot of it lately. I would like to see the sun."
He smiled at me, and even though I wasn't quite sure if I liked him or not, I had to admit that he had a good smile. I mean, really good.
"I love the rain." he said, looking out of the window. "I think it's a cleansing kind of thing."
"Do you need to be washed of something?" I slipped before I could stop myself.
He glanced at me but looked back out the window. "You have no idea."
We talked a little more and I decided that he was crazy. In a good way, not the I'm-going-to-kill-you-and-eat-your-endocrine-system kind of crazy. I decided that I could play the crazy game to. "Do you believe that there's a big war going on?" I asked him.
He looked puzzled. "No, why?"
"Well," I whispered leaning in, "When I was little, my grandma used to tell me stories of these separate worlds that have been fighting for centuries. The Light forces and the Dark forces." I couldn't be sure, but I think he paled a little bit.
"Is your grandmother still alive?" he asked.
"No, she died a few years back, along with my dad." I said, biting my lip at the painful memory.
He laid his hand on top of mine. "I'm sorry." he said.
I took my hand out from under his. He looked at me before saying, "What else did your grandma say about these two worlds?"
"Just some things about the light forces. She said that they wanted peace and harmony, but the dark forces wanted the complete opposite of everything. She said that she told me things that the dark forces could never know." I laughed. "But it's not like it's important. It was just a story. she told me to get me to go to sleep."
He stared at me for a moment and then got up. "I'll be right back." he said. "I have to make a phone call.
*Riley*
I looked up from the paper I was reading across the room from the human girl I was supposed to keep an eye on.
Brystine told me that she knew secrets about the light side that we needed to win the war. I didn't think that this little human girl knew anything, but then again, why would Drake be hanging around her. I don't think he saw me, but it didn't matter much.
All I know is that I had to keep an eye on her or my ass would be grass.
I wasn't going to leave her alone. Not with what I had just heard. I stood against the wall, watching her in a position that she could not see me. I had to call the another immortal. One I could trust.
"Eliza," I said, once she answered.
"What is it Drake? Have you choosen a side. Our side?" She asked. I sighed. I didn't want to get into this.
"No. But I found a human that may be in danger. She knows...things," I said. I wasn't going to tell her anything else. I didn't want anyone to harass this girl. Not even the side of light.
"Well, does anyone else know?" Elliza asked.
"I don't know. I just need to make sure she's safe. If the wrong person hears what she says-" I didn't finish.
"You need to take her to a safe-house. Use any means possible. After all, that's our job. To protect the humans from the darkness as well as trying to create harmony," she replied. I rolled my eyes. I wasn't joining anyone's side.
"I've got to go," I said suddenly.
"What? What's going on?" I hung up the phone. Two girls were approaching Rose. And I had a feeling they were immortals. Immortals that worked for the darkness.
Brystine
I sat beside Riley.
"What's happened so far?" I asked. She shrugged. I glared at her.
"Then what the hell have you been doing all afternoon?" I asked, my eyes flashing.
"Don't get snippy Bristyne," she replied and before I could answer she said, "I seen her with a boy. I'm pretty sure he was an immortal." I smiled.
"Easier than I thought," I laughed, walking towards the girl. Riley followed me. Then we were intercepted by another. Probably the boy from before. He worked with air. I could tell from the way the winds swarmed around him, almost lovingly.
"Little bitch," I snarled under my breath. "Let's go." Riley looked at me.
"Well, we aren't going to let her get away are we. He probably works for the side of light. Best that we follow them," I said.
"Then what?" Riley asked. I smiled.
"You get the human girl and I'll show the boy what fire is really made out of. Let's see what his winds will make of it."
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
It is. It's in today's time. It's supposed to represent how the world is already torn in two. You know with poverty and etc, but there are still good-doers. (: Anyway, yes, it is.
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
I waited outside the coucil room doors. What's going on in there? The rise of voices was audible and the wall shook as I heard someone bang their fists. Only minutes ago the Darkness ambassador had left the room, giving me a wink as he did so. I figured he was probably the topic of conversation behind the closed doors.
"How many do you think that is?" The immortal next to me who peering over the balcony railing asked in a curious voice. I gazed at the humans below, that were filing into the large archway, enlisting to the light side. I shrugged.
"Why does it matter? I guarantee the Darkness has even more...." My voice was exasperated and I leaned my head back in the drizzle of rain drops. IT was still sunny out despite the weather and it glinted off my blonde hair.
The immortal sighed. Zane's voice rose an octave in the council room and then the doors flew open without warning. It was Zane, he met my stare before trudging down the hall angrily.
If I can impact one person, just one, with my writing before I die, then I've lived a great life
I saw two girls walking towards me when Drake stepped in my way. "You have to come with me, now." he said, urgency in his voice.
I looked up at him with an impish grin. "Usually I go on a date with a guy before he asks me to go with him."
He didn't smile. Instead, he grabbed my arm and hurried me out the door. I was struggling the whole way. "What are you doing?" I screamed at him.
"Keeping you safe." he said, putting me into his car. Not even a second after the car door shut was he thrown back from the car. I watched him as he fell back, expecting him to hit the ground, but he never did. Instead, he propelled himself around and landed on his feet in front of a girl with fire literally balled up in her hands.
I really needed to get more sleep at night.
The girl with fire sneered at him and said something that I couldn't hear. I almost climbed into the drivers side so I could hear what was going on when the car door opened up and I was pulled out onto the pavement. I was face up looking into cool blue eyes that looked down into mine with worry. "Are you okay?" she asked.
I sat up. "Yeah."
"Good." she said before grabbing my arm and pulling me up.
"Why are people pulling on me today?" I yelled.
"Hush." she said. She held out her hand and water, yes, water came out of her hand. Yes, her hand.
As she started to run, it froze beneath her feet, causing her to slide expertly and quickly down the street. As she was doing this, I did what any normal girl would do.
I screamed bloody murder.
We were halfway down the street when someone suddenly appeared in front of us and hit the girl who was holding me. The girl and I looked into the face of Drake, who looked slightly sunburned, and very pissed.
He was sitting on a railing looking at the people joining the darkness.He wasn't allowed to mingle, because he refused to remove his armor, his superiors thought that it could turn people around to join the light. He sighed.
The darkness was worried about image... What had the world come to?
He was anxious to get a job, so very anxious.
"Apollo," said a voice behind him.
Apollo turned around, his armor clanging, he was faced with an immortal.
"Yes?"
"You have an assignment,"
Apollo grinned under his helmet, "What is it?"
The immortal handed Apollo a picture,
Apollo whistled. "Not bad, not bad at all... So what do I do with her?"
"Catch, and bring."
"OOh fetch! Gotcha,"
The immortal didn't smile.
Apollo grunted and started walking down the stairs, but stopped just on the edge "Oh yeah.. What's her name?"
The immortal looked at him "Why do you want to know?"
"Well, I'm kinda going to take her, most probably against her will... the least I can do for her is to know her name."
The immortal thought about it and then answered "Rose."
Apollo smiled, "Rose... I suppose it fits." he thought, and then was off.
To copy reality is good... But to create reality is much, much better. -Giuseppe Verdi-
I knew this immortal. It was none other than Brystine herself. She was completely evil. She had thrown the fire directly at my face, luckly I was quick with my air. I was a little burned, but nothing bad.
"Hey there, Drake," she grinned. Her other friend looked a little out of place. Maybe she wasn't completely evil.
"Brystine," I replied threw gritted teeth. I had to do something. And fast. I looked around. There was nothing...except air. I smiled. I could work with that.
"Just leave the girl and we'll let you live. You may be an immortal, but everyone knows that immortals can kill other immortals," Brystine grinned.
"I don't think so. You'll only kill the girl. I think I'll just take her to saftey," I shrugged.
Bystine cocked an eyebrow. "There you go again. Assuming you're more powerful than I. We all know that's ridiculous." She was so cocky. Even if she was more powerful.
I twirled the air around her, blocking her off from me, and snatched Rose from the other girls. I pressed the air around her wrists and ankles. She tried to move but I tightened the air around them.
"Get the little bitch!" Brystine screeched from inside her little air bubble. She conjured fireball after fireball, throwing them at the air. I was just glad they were powerful air currents, otherwise it wouldn't stand.
Rose looked completely freaked. I couldn't wait for her to realize what was going on. I threw her over my shoulder and ran. The air wasn't going to hold for long. I knew that the darkness would send more after her, but I had to keep Rose safe.
I helped her into the passenger seat and spun out of the lot. We needed to get to a safe house.
Brystine
"Get the little Bitch," I screamed at Riley. She seemed unable to move. If you want to get things done, do it yourself.
I threw fireballs at the winds. Drake ran off and I cussed. Without him there, the air seemed to weaken. I grit my teeth and pushed it away, letting fire move up my body.
"Get the car," I told Riley. "We have an immortal that dosen't seem to enjoy life too much."
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
