Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Jan 11, 2012 6:09:30 GMT -5
"Mama!" The toddler screams as she slides almost into a wall. A dark haired, dark clothed man pulls out his gun and aims at the said mother's heart. The young child screams more. "No, no, NO!!!"
At the last NO the man pulls the trigger and the mother is shot through not once, but ten times. And then, for good measure, lit on fire as if she were gasoline by a single, flickering flame from a weak lighter. The man turns to the screaming girl, takes aim.
Fires.
The girl screams louder, her hands covering her ears, her eyes clenched closed and her voice at a level that no one could hear it. But she did not die.
The bullets, they just bounced away.
And the girl is left in a glowing bubble, her body trembling as the killer growls under his breath, "Damn witches." His boots, for he is wearing leather ones made from a mix of hides, scream out for the girl to run.
But she slowly stands, her eyes glowing clear white, "You killed mother." Her hands raise as a wind picks up, her nails lengthen into sharp points of magic and her body begins to glow. "With the powers within me..."
The man smirks and takes aim again, his body lighting up with a read charge, glowing almost as bright as the girl. If someone were to have been in the same they would of seen the colors of an explosion and they would of been nearly blinded.
"Bring it on girly," The man snarks. "I'm all loaded and ready to fire."
The girl lets out a breath, it puffs out like when you're breathing in the cold, and she slowly finishes, " ... I shall send you to the Underworld where you belong, Witch Hunter!"
The gun is fired, an energy is released that the untrained, just found witch would never be able to block...!
---
"..... LOOK OUT!!!" Tess thrasses and screams in his bed, his dreams, not nightmares consisting of visions of a little girl. No comes running in, as of recent he's been restraint at nights for such dreams when no amount of meds would suppress them. Shunned for something he can't control by day.
Just like before, Ion notes as his body stays still and tries to soothe his twinned soul. But in the real world he is nothing more than a shadow and its killing him to watch Testimony like this every night. Hear him scream of children and killers that... Haven't happened.
A thought strikes Ion as Tess' body collapses and their rainbow colored eyes open. What if it was a message? What if someone greater wanted them to protect this girl?
Ion frowns to himself as his Other pants heavily and pulls at the leather binding him, his fit having given him more energy than anytime he had been healed by the Shadow. "Ion! Ion, the... the dream again." His words desperate and hopeful all at once. "A witch! The girl is a witch." He laughs to himself and rolls his head so he can look out the window and at the moon.
"If only I had the Shadow Book, section five, of what is magic and what is evil," The no longer boy, but striking young man laughs more as he looks to his Shadow. "Would that be the right section for the spell I'm thinking of."
Yes, Ion's head bobs in the motion of a nod and his hands come up to rest on his Twin's chest. Why do you ask, Tess? You're no witch, you can't do the spell.
"So you say, but what have you been telling me old timer?" The young man smiles and wishes he could hug his friend in the least. "You keep saying it can't be a vision and why is that?"
Only witches have visions... And a few chosen book keepers if the prophecy is to be fulfilled, Ion cocks his head to the side and then frowns. Although... Our fathers combined would of made one hell of a witch.
"Exactly!" Tess smiles brightly. "That means us together make what Ion."
If you could see Ion's eyes the way Testimony could, you would see the dull flat grey they've turned widen. You would notice the unbelieving expression on his face turn into a look of oh my.... You're right! And finally you would watch his mouth move as he says, If this is all true... Then we're meant to train an untrained witch when we aren't even trained ourselves!
Tess just laughs, "Witches are trained through books and experience... We have the first and I'm sure we'll obtain the second as soon as we get the Shadow Book."
Ion frowns again and nods, If you could un-spell me for, about ten minutes... I think I could get it.
"I can, I have strength enough to hold onto my sanity while your gone," Tess smiles. "I won't become a human, I will stay sane..."
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And that's all folk~~~<3 This was last night's dream up until my alarm went off at 5:30
Hope you enjoyed the dream as much as I did~~~<3
At the last NO the man pulls the trigger and the mother is shot through not once, but ten times. And then, for good measure, lit on fire as if she were gasoline by a single, flickering flame from a weak lighter. The man turns to the screaming girl, takes aim.
Fires.
The girl screams louder, her hands covering her ears, her eyes clenched closed and her voice at a level that no one could hear it. But she did not die.
The bullets, they just bounced away.
And the girl is left in a glowing bubble, her body trembling as the killer growls under his breath, "Damn witches." His boots, for he is wearing leather ones made from a mix of hides, scream out for the girl to run.
But she slowly stands, her eyes glowing clear white, "You killed mother." Her hands raise as a wind picks up, her nails lengthen into sharp points of magic and her body begins to glow. "With the powers within me..."
The man smirks and takes aim again, his body lighting up with a read charge, glowing almost as bright as the girl. If someone were to have been in the same they would of seen the colors of an explosion and they would of been nearly blinded.
"Bring it on girly," The man snarks. "I'm all loaded and ready to fire."
The girl lets out a breath, it puffs out like when you're breathing in the cold, and she slowly finishes, " ... I shall send you to the Underworld where you belong, Witch Hunter!"
The gun is fired, an energy is released that the untrained, just found witch would never be able to block...!
---
"..... LOOK OUT!!!" Tess thrasses and screams in his bed, his dreams, not nightmares consisting of visions of a little girl. No comes running in, as of recent he's been restraint at nights for such dreams when no amount of meds would suppress them. Shunned for something he can't control by day.
Just like before, Ion notes as his body stays still and tries to soothe his twinned soul. But in the real world he is nothing more than a shadow and its killing him to watch Testimony like this every night. Hear him scream of children and killers that... Haven't happened.
A thought strikes Ion as Tess' body collapses and their rainbow colored eyes open. What if it was a message? What if someone greater wanted them to protect this girl?
Ion frowns to himself as his Other pants heavily and pulls at the leather binding him, his fit having given him more energy than anytime he had been healed by the Shadow. "Ion! Ion, the... the dream again." His words desperate and hopeful all at once. "A witch! The girl is a witch." He laughs to himself and rolls his head so he can look out the window and at the moon.
"If only I had the Shadow Book, section five, of what is magic and what is evil," The no longer boy, but striking young man laughs more as he looks to his Shadow. "Would that be the right section for the spell I'm thinking of."
Yes, Ion's head bobs in the motion of a nod and his hands come up to rest on his Twin's chest. Why do you ask, Tess? You're no witch, you can't do the spell.
"So you say, but what have you been telling me old timer?" The young man smiles and wishes he could hug his friend in the least. "You keep saying it can't be a vision and why is that?"
Only witches have visions... And a few chosen book keepers if the prophecy is to be fulfilled, Ion cocks his head to the side and then frowns. Although... Our fathers combined would of made one hell of a witch.
"Exactly!" Tess smiles brightly. "That means us together make what Ion."
If you could see Ion's eyes the way Testimony could, you would see the dull flat grey they've turned widen. You would notice the unbelieving expression on his face turn into a look of oh my.... You're right! And finally you would watch his mouth move as he says, If this is all true... Then we're meant to train an untrained witch when we aren't even trained ourselves!
Tess just laughs, "Witches are trained through books and experience... We have the first and I'm sure we'll obtain the second as soon as we get the Shadow Book."
Ion frowns again and nods, If you could un-spell me for, about ten minutes... I think I could get it.
"I can, I have strength enough to hold onto my sanity while your gone," Tess smiles. "I won't become a human, I will stay sane..."
----
And that's all folk~~~<3 This was last night's dream up until my alarm went off at 5:30
Hope you enjoyed the dream as much as I did~~~<3
