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| Mr. Trout | Sep 11 2005, 06:56 PM Post #1 |
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Gorged on blood the vampire would have grown restless, grown tired and bored. The moon outside hung low its shine growing down onto the simple pond where he stood near. The perfect reflection was quickly broken by a stone, a stone flipped offhanded by the monster that few seemed to live in fear of but all tried to avoid. You wouldn’t think this vampire lord with a coffin strung on his back had been burnt out of house and home again in the continuing strife that was hidden at night. There was something missing this night, some kind of need he didn’t understand, a longing perhaps to see something. If he was human one might think the feeling was like a teenager being |Mature topics are not allowed| but as Kaie wasn’t human and had no use for such…primitive urges he didn’t know what to call it. It took a few moments for his mind to figure out what to attempt, to gather up the images that he craved, it wasn’t a warm body or hot blood but a simple cold mind that he craved. “Sin dear…its time to go see mommy.” That was it, that was the great idea that took a while to form in his mind. He took off into the night quickly his little vampire daughter at hand. That was simple enough wasn’t it? Taking the monster he called his daughter to finally see the woman he always told her was her mommy, something long overdue to happen. The cold night air moved around his purple coat becoming a better cloak then he could have dreamed of. Kaie didn’t simply fly up and through the window, that would involve leaving his lovely child so instead he merely held her tight and jumped. He went up the stories without trouble, clawed hands digging into the side of the building as he met the window that was hers. He knew it was her…not only did he feel it as remains of that strange touch she had used on him before but he could smell her, smell every part of her too human body wafting out between the insignificant crack of the window panes. One arm clung to the wall as the other began to fade becoming a thick mist that slid inside that Tamara smelling crack and released the hatch pulling it up form the inside returning to his hand only when he lept inside. She looked perfect there, sleeping in her bed. It was strange for Kaie to smirk when he stared at her resting form, he moved silently like a ghost closer to the girl sliding his coffin off and letting it rest down on the ground while he sat on the edge of the bed pulling the covers up tight to Tamara’s chin. “What should we do with mommy while she sleeps? Do we kill mommy? Shoot her? Stab her through the throat then gut her like a fish? Or is that just too mean for mommy, perhaps you should see the girl in her dreams…If sleeping beauty won’t wake up at the princes kiss.” Of course Kaie’s idea of a kiss wasn’t the normal human’s view, it wasn’t just pressing wet lips on someone’s cheek or lips but his jaw opened wide the sharp fangs descending from his jaw. It was just a prick, a tiny bite to merely sample her sweet blood, she wouldn’t feel pain the saliva that coated his teeth took care to that, it numbed pain and caused human’s that perfect feeling…normally causing them to lose all inhibitions and with a few proving to be a fine aphrodisiac. On a sleeping woman it would be one hell of a way to go through the night, her dreams might change to a…special nature or she might wake up knowing that only he could do such a thing. As his teeth pierced the skin, protruding into the vein that was there his vermillion eyes closed in gladness, a far change from him normally never taking his eyes off his prey as he took their lives. She was more then prey wasn’t she? One of the few people whose lives mattered to him, just her…Sin and his twin, the rest of the world could burn to cinders and the vampire would be happy. When he removed his face from the soft luscious skin he wished to hold and cradle whether it was attached to her or not he did something rare. He left proof he was there, he didn’t lick the wound and cause it to stop bleeding he let it wait there wiping off the traces of blood with his hand a small blood covered fingerprint left on her neck along with the two small puncture marks. “Tamara my precious, its time for you to see your daughter, see the gifts that only I can really give and realize that you and that bastard have no control, no real power…come Tamara…come into my world.” |
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| SoulReflections | Sep 11 2005, 07:37 PM Post #2 |
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An odd dream, really. Walking through endless corridors, searching for Winter, but with no idea of what he was doing there, or why she needed to find him there. It was a labyrinth of identical turns, dust-covered floors with no footsteps showing but her own. She would be convinced of that she was walking in circles, except if she had, she would have encountered her own footprints by now. The stone walls around her was grey, dull, and oddly threatening. She only now seemed to realize that. They seemed to stare at her, with invisible eyes and evil intentions, ready to fall down on her, crush her or swallow her. They meant to keep her inside this labyrinth forever, and ever. A droplet hit her hand, and she lifted it in surprise, staring at the crimson liquid as if mesmerized by it. A drop of blood. Was she bleeding? Then she looked up, and gasped in horror and disbelief at the sight that met her. Thin lines of red now stained the rock, swiftly turning into long streams, streaming down the walls and pooling on the ground, so much of it. The walls were bleeding. Another drop hit her, then another. Fear and panic started to rise in her throat, and she started running panickedly into a random corridor; they were all red, all bleeding, and it was turning into floods of it. It was going to flood everything if it continued like this. She was going to drown in a flood of blood. Abruptly an intoxicating feeling of bliss started rising in her, entirely unexpected and taking her by surprise; it was more than just bliss. She felt as if she was drugged up. She would not have been the slightest bit surprised if she started floating, and the dream started changing character. She was back on the roof where that boy had stabbed her, and Winter was holding her, lifting her up on his two wings to bring her to safety; bliss turned into an intense feeling of love that seemed to fill her entire being, and she reached out to touch his cheek ... Shock and fear returned as his face started twisting and changing; it was not Winter that held her now, it was Kaie. Kaie, with a triumphant smile, and baring two razorsharp fangs that glittered in the moonlight, lunging for her ... She lifted her arms in self-defense, releasing a scream, and suddenly she was falling freely through the empty air. Kaie had dropped her? Oh, sweet lord, she was going to break her neck ... “Tamara my precious, its time for you to see your daughter, see the gifts that only I can really give and realize that you and that bastard have no control, no real power…come Tamara…come into my world.” The voice boomed around her. She was on the verge of screaming again as she started waking up, swiftly rising back into consciousness, and knowing beyond any doubt that part of the dream was real, that Kaie was -there-! Her eyes were wild with fear as they opened, and she gasped in a mouthful of air, rolling around in her bed, away from the side that she thought Kaie was on - it was dark, so very dark, and she blinked in an attempt to gather the moonlight to better see ... her mind reached out, touched Kaie's, then another's ... who was that? Memory of the dream returned, of the labyrinth and the bleeding walls, and the bliss that had overtaken her ... the memory returned a memory of sudden pleasure, that confused and disgusted her. He had had a hand in that. What had he done to her? She felt violated; how dared he play with her subconsciousness like that? The feeling of something wet running down her neck catched her attention, and she reached out by instinct, her fingers finding a drop of thick liquid, and two pinprick holes in her skin, and she understood everything. He had bitten her? Disgust returned full-force, when she realized what that bite had done to her. It was equal to rape, except it weren't as much her body that was violated, but her mind. Her dreams. "Kaie, how could you .. why did you .. why are you ...?" He had company, she remembered. The sleepy fogs finally lifted entirely, and her eyes widened in surprise, then in sudden stricken pain and anguish. She slumped in against the wall, unable to take her eyes away from the child's frame, as she realized Sin's presence. She knew who the child was, what it was. Memory of the hospital returned. Dread, sorrow, anguish filled her. "Oh no ... please, no ..." It was a whisper, with a broken, ragged voice, as if she could somehow change the present reality if she only denied that it was there. |
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| Deleted User | Sep 17 2005, 03:26 AM Post #3 |
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Shifting….Shifting… The young vampire watched as Tamara shifted about, but not in her physical form. No, Sin watched Tamara’s mind twist with fear, dread, and then a sudden burst of pleasure due to her father’s mystical saliva. Saliva she too possessed, but was unused except when feeding. Never would Sin think of using her aphrodisiacal fluids to toy with people. That was just too simple for her. Sin preferred to play with her toys. Watch them squirm around like a worm slowly being pressed onto a dirty hook; a hook stained with the remains of many that came before it. Sindel remained close to Kaie as Tamara finally burst free from the blood soaked corridors. Onto the floor Tamara fell, and sin watched; although with blank eyes and an emotionless face. With her head tilted to the side, she continued to pierce through the air with her psychic/empathic waves. She was announcing her presence. Sin’s “Mother” quickly grasped those pulsating signals and immediately recognized Sin; spouting words of denial and/or prayer. The little girl took a step towards her mother; holding a small gift wrapped present to her chest. ”Twinkle twinkle little star… how I wonder… what you are… hehehe… look at all the stars mommy… They’re singing to us… and I’ve named them all Fred. And now they are all fighting and eating each other’s eyes. Can you see them mommy. They say. ‘No. I’m Fred.” And… and… They drink the blood of their children… Yes, mommy… like daddy… daddy’s been a good daddy. Keeping me happy with toys, and feeding me mommy… But mommy hasn’t done any of those things. Such a bad mommy. Bad mommy. … … you didn’t get me anything for my birthday… It was yesterday…and today is my birthday too… next Saturday is my birthday too. And still… no present. Daddy gave me a fat woman yesterday, but when I looked inside. I got a surprise… She was having twins. I named one…. And hung it on the chandelier. The other one was special. So I wrapped it in a pretty box and put a pretty little bow on top… all for you mommy… all for you…” And what a pretty little box it was; expertly wrapped by Sin’s child fingers. Bright pink wrapping paper with a fancy white bow on top. Sin held the box close to her chest as her lips trembled. Slowly she extended her present to Tamara as her lips curved into a gleeful smile as any child would when giving their mommy a special gift. Sin placed the gift in front Tamara and looked towards her father. Her eyes glaring towards him; or rather, through him. A stench. She remembered that smell. Just like the hospital, the smell of teenagers loomed in every sniffle. The vampire child turned back to Tamara and pouted sadly. Her cold heart, although no longer beating, felt heavy, hurt, worried, but most of all; annoyance. She hid no emotion of thoughts even though she was quite capable of such a feat. Her allowed her emotional waves to pour out of her; pour out for all who could sense it take it in. She was upset obviously. There were just so many people in the other dorms. So much filth. Sin’s eyes became blank once more as a scream suddenly screeched through the night air. In the hallway, a girl was suddenly hit with a pure blast of fear. That scream was suddenly followed by two more screams, followed by several other screams. Sin rarely used her tremendous powers to cause people to suffer. She preferred the old fashion way with needles, and cookie cutters. This was just one of those times where she felt so annoyed that she let her anger take control of her. Soon the dorm building was filled with the screams of everyone on that floor. In their beds they screamed in terror at the sight of their roommates, in the halls teens ran from invisible demons, and almost everywhere on that floor the AHS students fled in fear from ordinary household items. This wasn’t a simple empathic attack upon the dorm floor. This was a psychic strike mixed with Tamara’s skill; a skill Sin had mastered in just a very short period. She penetrated the student’ minds, changed their very perspective of reality, and drowned them all in pure fright. They were locked in a woken nightmare. Was this a small demonstration of Sindy’s power? Perhaps not an intentional one, but the event was surely something of a show. Even with the currant happenings, Sin remained blanked eyed, acting completely oblivious to her surroundings. What an innocent little girl. A blink and she awoke from her daze which caused the screaming chorus to end. Now only weeping scared and confused students filled the halls . ” I saw you coming… before I met you… I knew you where there waiting for me… my lovely mommy, the moon showed me. With happy pictures… The moon missed you…and told me all your secrets… You know what I miss?... leeches… … with flowers and candles all around my bed… swimming in leeches… sing me to sleep tonight mommy… run and catch…run and catch… Are you caught in the blackberry patch? You have such a sweet voice… but… what will people sing when they find my uncle’s body? We’re going to destroy Teo…. want to come?” |
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| SoulReflections | Sep 19 2005, 09:12 PM Post #4 |
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Tamara found herself unable to look away from the fragile-appearing child form that stood in front of her, holding the pink little box in her delicate hands. Tamara paid no notice to the horrific trophy; her mind was wheeling with thoughts and emotions that she could only barely contain, only barely hold in check. Such a pretty child; the horrible sickness that would have claimed her life, if not for Kaie, had marked itself on her face, but she was still pretty. A little child who should've been allowed her childhood in peace and happiness, but the powers that be had decided to take her away from this world, and Kaie had put a definite stop both to her slow slide into death - and to her life. What was she now? A mockery of life? An eternally damned monster, who should be put to death? Or still a very sick little girl, whom had had the misfortune of falling into Kaie's hands. Tamara forced her mouth to crack open, to inhale deeply, as she felt Sin's inborn powers whip out as tentacles of horror, affecting the students sleeping nearby, waking them to a nightmare of fear, and passing the hysteria on to others that could hear it. The empath abruptly realized that her own powers had long since taken steps, once it sensed Sindel's abilities; shields of delicate weavings kept Mara safe from any possible attack. But the other students had no such protection. She lowered the instinctively created protection, and started reaching out with her own gentle empathy, touching each screaming student and lulling them to a state of relieved security; calm and assurance waving out from Tamara's room. One stopped screaming and crying, then another ... Tamara would eventually have calmed down the entire dorm, provided Sindy did not take into effect the full potential of her powers, but the empath dearly wished that she held the ability to calm herself down in such a manner. She could not. The box was being extended towards her. Tamara wanted to draw herself away from it in unvoiced horror and disgust, but she held herself relaxed and unmoving by a sudden iron determination. Sin was twisted and damaged by Kaie's tutorlage, that was true, but she was still a little girl who could be hurt if she thought nobody cared about her. Tamara suddenly became aware of that she was moving, leaning forward to pick up the box, feeling numb inside from grief as she recalled what Sin had said. Oh Lord, what had Kaie done to her, to twist her so? And why didn't she herself throw the damned thing away ... she did not want to look inside, did not want to see ... But she found her hands unwrapping the paper nevertheless, opening the box and glancing inside - turned her face quickly away, and closed her eyes tight in an attempt to keep the tears away. She was shaking slightly, she realized dully. Then she opened her eyes, and turned to look at Kaie - her two azure eyes was twin wells of buttomless pain, and raging silent accusation. How could he have done this? How could he have allowed her to turn into this? How could he have allowed this to happen? Then she handed the box back to Sindel, without looking at the girl. "I cannot accept this, Sindy ..." Her voice was broken with anguish, and bitterness over her inability to prevent this. She should never have allowed Kaie to leave that hospital with Sin. She should have sought him out, take Sin away from him, before he turned her into this. But it will not happen again ... I won't allow it. I won't! Finally she looked down on the girl, dropping down on her knees to be in direct eye contact with the child vampire, reaching out to grab Sin's arms and hold them tightly. Kaie had made her think he was her father, and for whatever insane reason, claimed that Tamara was her mother, too. Sin was a child, even if immortal; she still thought like a child, acted like one ... and she needed someone who could care for her, help shape her to what extend was possible. Teach her what was right and wrong, teach her to care for others. " ... Kaie .. I mean 'daddy', would not have told you so, but what you have done is -wrong-, Sin. It is very, very wrong. The world has lost something beautiful forever, now, because of this. You say that one of them was special? I do not doubt that he would have been, but now he never will be special, because he has been robbed of his chance to be something to the world. You are not to blame, Sin; your father is, but you need to understand that it was horribly, horribly wrong of you. I don't want you to do such a thing, ever again. Do you hear me?" She released her grip on Sindel's arms and instead cupped the child's face gently with her hands. " ... and so is hurting uncle Teo. He has done nothing to deserve death, but your father bears a grudge on him, and that is his problem. He should not have pulled you into it. You are staying with me from now on, Sindel ..." She released Sindy abruptly and straightened up, to meet Kaie's eyes with unforgiving anger, and determination blazing from her own two orbs. " ... I'll take care of you, I promise. I know I haven't been there for you, and I am so, so sorry for that, but daddy hasn't been such a good father; he has hurt you very badly, sweetheart. And I won't allow him to hurt you again. Do you understand, Kaie?" She was now clearly talking to the male vampire. "Do you really want to earn my hatred? Is that what you want? because if it is, then you are doing a very good job at it. I cannot undo what you have done to her, but I can make sure that you never hurt her again, ever, and I will. She is staying with me." Tamara reached down and grasped Sin's hand, not appearing to have any intention of letting go. 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| Mr. Trout | Sep 19 2005, 10:31 PM Post #5 |
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“For you…” It was the simplest answer to Tamara’s early questions, he did this all for her. He had created for her the perfect child, ever lasting, ever loving and more powerful then the parents that had created her. It was finally his family, not the one of lies that his brothers claimed but //his//. He couldn’t imagine a life without his baby and would gladly tear the head off anyone who dared to pry them apart but mommy? Oh Sin’s mommy was more special then any common person, he couldn’t just kill her in her sleep, if she was a bad mommy he wouldn’t be able to shoot her in the face, ruin that perfect appearance and lovely mind. Make it so he could only kiss those red lips one more time, feel her warm body against his cold hand. He wanted to tell her not to be afraid of the lovely little girl, the one who hung on his coat tails wherever he went. Kaie kept her safe as any father would do, let her grow and become her own creature. Too bad the creature she wanted to be was worse then Kaie, torturing her victims horribly before giving them death like it was a gift. That’s when the little one spoke for herself. Let herself into the conversation and made her father proud as she stood at the edge of the bed offering her little gift. He remembered fondly that night when they had searched for “mommy’s perfect gift” and had come across that woman. He had told Sin that the woman was fat with other people and that was enough to make the little one curious and break inside the overloaded body. How did anyone know it wasn’t a wonderful thing to have the children dead? They might have become the next Hitler or Boston strangler? But everyone always thought they were to be the pope or some grand scientist who cured cancer. Kaie had no such mental power. No great Empathy or Telepathy that plagued his family in droves, even this family he was trying to build held all the gifts he couldn’t know. He was just the simple one, a dieing breed of monster that could instill fear from the physical realm, from threats and blood instead of destroying someone from the inside out as Sin could do despite her…joys of cooking and cleaning the ugly humans that were brought to her. Dress up was one of her favorite games that Kaie saw, undressing humans of their flesh had happened before and like a good daddy he had joined in to help her peeling off the living skin of people like it was a simple yellow fruit. Despite how much Kaie wished this family to exist there was always that one problem…Teo. He hated that ugly foul faced conceited fool who always thought the problems of others out weighed that of his own family leaving Kaie to die unvisted, unknown and unmourned. The happy one would soon know what it felt like, with the help of his daughter he would change his friends to his side, making them hate Teo or simply die off. Torture him in what remained of this life and the next. The only problem was Tamara. Kaie had heard rumors that the lovely woman he couldn’t get out of his head wished Teo well, was called his friend by some when he had twisted their vital parts until sweet organ juice poured out covering the ground its red orange and black color would not fade for many nights, he did all that joyfully because like any boy he wanted to know about the one for whom he lusted. He lusted not for Tamara’s body but for her blood and soul, surely she was attractive enough to catch and stay in his eye but she had done something when their minds were together, something his feeble defense could never explain to him and since then he had thought only of her…until that night when his baby was reborn. Tamara’s hands were on the gift now, fumbling and bumping seeming of a will of its own. Kaie didn’t think a living creature would enjoy a dead creature so had started a small process, as it rested in the woman’s hands two of his fingers merely graced the top of the box a small part of his power going inside causing the torn fetus to stir. It wasn’t human anymore, wasn’t dead either but he would never create a vampire out of a gift, except for Sin who was his gift to all. “You were a bad mommy but we want to forgive you, want you to come back with us and have you be a good mommy. Look how much your daughter wants to see her parents together, how much she wants to have us touch and eat a feast together. Don’t be a spoil sport and let our daughter go without us both.” That was before she had gone down on her knees, when Kaie had to monologue to get her attention, when he had to make her lust for power which might dreg her to his own little family of immortals. Then she did another bad mommy thing. She told Sin Kaie was wrong about it all. She was filling his baby girl’s head with lies, painful…horrible lies that he couldn’t tolerate for even a second longer. With a sneer going across his lips he began to speak in a tone Sin had not heard before. It was forceful but that was nothing new to them, but this deep commanding voice rarely came out, only when he was serious and willing to do whatever for it. He had used the voice only twice before; when he lusted for the raven haired girl called darkness and when he had vowed to murder his eldest brother. “She didn’t do wrong. Don’t you understand mommy? They are special, only the finest is brought to our daughter, I wont have her eat pig slop and drink polluted milk. Only the best for her, and I need her to have the best mommy…don’t you want to be her best good mommy?” That’s when she did something worse, even more horrible then Kaie could think, she was taking his baby away. “You cant take her away from me, she is my child. You would have her starve and die wouldn’t you? Kill your own daughter because you don’t like how she acts? She is coming to kill Teo with me and you my darling woman.” Kaie was reaching out stroking that pretty face he had etched in his mind, the face that was how he chose Sindy to be his. He had picked the girl in Tamara’s image, if only her nose was a little longer or her eyes were a little bit farther apart another child might have been chosen. “I can give you everything, we wont die…even if you want me to go I wont be able to. Fate made me the best…at least the best that was, our darling daughter will be the best soon…don’t you want to see that dear? See our child taking care of all those that would destroy us? I could give you the gift to, could make you closer to our dear daughter. Wouldn’t you like that? To not chose between her and me?” |
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| SoulReflections | Sep 19 2005, 11:33 PM Post #6 |
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((OOC: Brilliant! I -have- to respond to that; I know it isn't my turn, but just a small post ... <_<)) For her. The words nearly brought her shaking to her knees again, grief and pain coming at her in waves. He did this for -her-, he brought such pain on others, such pain on her, because he thought it would make her happy? Could he not understand that it was tormenting her, that all she wanted was peace of mind for his tortured soul, peace for this little girl ... She did not want to appear shaken up, however; would not give him the chance to point at her and say 'look, Sindy; look how easily mommy is hurt; that's how weak humans are ...', and she stood her ground. Her hold on Sin's hand tightened, but not so hard that it would hurt. Even as Kaie's face twisted into a sneer, as his tone deepened, became commanding and menacing, Tamara remained standing where she was - only abruptly drawing her face away, to evade his hands. She did not want his caress. Right now, he disgusted her. "You have nothing to give, Kaie ... nothing that I could want. And you have nothing to give Sindel. You have done her no favor at all; you have hurt her mind by turning her into what she is; can you not see how you've hurt her? You have taught her to kill, to torture! Instead of teaching her to care for others; do you even remember what that means? Caring for others is a human trait, Kaie. It's a blessing; something very special. Something you've lost. But if God is willing, Sin is not beyond redemption. I will not kill her, even if I should; -you- are to blame for what she is now - she is an innocent victim. And she should not have to pay the price for -your- atrocity. No, I'll care for her, keep her fed, and safe. I'll make sure she is okay. There are alternatives to killing." There had to be. "You, on the other hand, are leaving now, Kaie. Without harming anyone in this house" Sin was not the only one able to project fear. Tamara only rarely used it, disliking to projecy negative emotions, but now she sent a direct assult at Kaie's unprotected mind - not intended to harm him in any way, but to fill his head with mindless horror. At the same time, she kept herself watchful for any attempt from Sin to protect him, and her hold on Sin's hand was so firm that it would take Sin a good deal of her supernatural strength to pull herself free. |
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| Deleted User | Sep 20 2005, 08:01 PM Post #7 |
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(It's ok, I don't mind. I'm having a bit of a creative lock right now) Sindel felt the immense waves of empathic energy calming the floor. Why was mommy doing this? Sin thought. Mommy likes the smell of dirty people? Her mind raced in confusion. Why did daddy not tell her that mommy was so weird? Sindy could hear the pounding in Tamara’s chest, or rather, sensed it. Blood. Mommy wasn’t like daddy. Sin closed her dark eyes and continued to sense the vast amounts of sereneness being blanketed over the students. When she opened her eyes, she saw Tamara had pulled the present to her. This quickly made the little vampire forget about the strangeness. The girl watched excitedly as Tamara opened up the gift and peaked inside. Mommy loves it. Sin came to that conclusion on her own, and the vampire girl’s mind wallowed in glee and pride. Yes mommy, I did that! She really loved her mother. She probably longed for Tamara almost as much as Kaie did. Sindy longed for a mother. Lost in her own glees, she didn’t hear the part about the gift being unacceptable. In fact, her mind had closed off once more; blocking everything from the outside world. Sin softly hummed to herself as the argument raged on between her mother and her father. Anger, hate, disgust, all these emotions pouring out from Tamara like a leaky cup. Sindel watched as one accused the other of crimes. Back and forth. Right and wrong. Life and death. Sin shook her head slowly as she tried to follow, but the disease plaguing her mind had once again melted onto her dead brain. She saw images. Images mixed with empathy. Pictures caused by the brain waves f both her mommy and daddy. She saw fire, and ice, and chocolate pudding. Teo and Winter danced around Kaie and Tamara like little school girls; holding hands and singing merrily. Sin began to bounce around happily to hallucinations; singing along with them in uneven, unmelodic hums. ” Ring around the rosies… Pockets filled with pillows and nails… Hehehe..” She did not even notice as Tamara grasped onto her arms. She merely gripped onto it in reflex, waking from her daze. Once again, the parents argued. Such a dysfunctional family. Fighting in front of a little girl? Her mother explained to her that what Sindel has done was very wrong. Sin squirmed a bit as Tamara held her. Why was mommy doing this? Mommy is so weird. ” No… Daddy gives me toys… and yummy snacks. He loves me… and sometimes…I fear all my hair will fall out and I will be bald…” It was already clear Sin’s logic was somewhat broken and jumbled up. Her slow, uneven tones was proof of that. Such a confusing situation as this didn’t aid in clearing her mind either. She was then released, and her hand was taken. Once again. They fought verbally. Did these two ever have a normal conversation? Sin watched as her father’s voice became demonic almost; tearing through the air in every breath. Not only did his voice clash the room, but his commands were filled with emotions that washed over Sin. Sindy covered her ears and made a soft frighten squeak; pressing Tamara’s hand over one ear and her free hand over the other. The little girl saw how Kaie came closer to Tamara; yearning to feel her flesh. Cup her meat in his palms. Sin remembered how Tamara flinched, and pulled away from his open hand. Yes. She “remembered” this even as if it had happened several days ago. Her mind bounced around reality and fantasy often and she never really knew what day or time it was. She gazed with blank eyes as Tamara claimed that Sin would be taken care of. Fed, and protected. This was all very upsetting to the little child. One moment she was happy with her daddy and mommy, and the next moment she was being torn away as if she we a mere item that had no say in where it would be placed. Then it happened. Energy. Empathic surges stirred within Tamara for an attack. Fear, dread, shock. Sin felt it before it was propelled at Kaie. However. She did nothing. Deep inside she wanted to know if her father Kaie was capable of fear; capable of screaming just like the dozens of toys he had brought to her. Sin’s jaw opened and shut in an automatic sort of way; machine like in even intervals. Saliva dripped with each opening. ”Yes….hurt daddy… hurt daddy like he hurt you… make him moan and scream… Daddy sings so beautifully. Be like daddy. Hurt Daddy. Hurt him like he hurt me. He makes me weep and sob when I don’t get cakes and milk and livers. I cry and chew my fingers off… but they grow back… they always grow back… Don’t stop.. Make daddy scream…Don’t stop… Or I’ll kill everyone on this floor…. If you love me. Hurt daddy. You love me don’t you…You love me. Do you love my insides? Parts you can’t see? Be like daddy… We can be a family and scream together…. Hurt him.” Then Sin thrusted her head back as her eyes seem to turn a deep black. It was true that Tamara possessed power empathic energy, but was her empathy a match for Sin’s Telepathy? In the dorm next door, two teenage girls lifted from their calmed state. Sin did nothing to break Tamara’s calming aura around them; after all, it didn’t matter if their hearts were at peace. Their minds were pierced, and puppeted. Blankly they rose, and walked to the their small kitchen. One girl zombied her way to the silverware drawer and withdrew a kitchen knife while the other had taken hold of a pair of scissors. The girl with the blade held it up to her heart while the girl with scissors opened them and placed them to her neck; ready to snip away. Tamara had gripped little Sin’s hand; through their contact, Sin used her powers to allow Tamara to see the girls in the other room like a blurry vision. "Be like us... cause pain... Enjoy it. Hurt him out of anger. 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| SoulReflections | Oct 3 2005, 12:03 PM Post #8 |
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((OOC: It's you turn, Kevvers, and you know it >_> *pokes him* But okay, I'll post ... but it's going to be horrible, because I'm not sure what to say)) Tamara listened silently, with eyes widening in increasing horror, and torment over the girl's state of mind, listening to all the horrible, quite mad questions and statements she sprouted out. Only now did Mara begin to wonder whether there was even something left to salvage inside Sin - the child's mind had been fragmented, perhaps beyond repair. And she weren't God; she couldn't heal the mind, oh, if only she could ... she would have healed Kaie already if she could; she would have healed Nicora, Damara ... ... and every disease known to humanity, now that you're at it; why not? She could not believe her own arrogance, and her gaze hardened in response to this realization; directed at herself, but she was still staring at Sindel. "Daddy won't hurt you anymore, Sindy ... no one will. I won't ..." Her voice trailed off as the little girl continued in her sing-song voice, and icy dread started filling the gentle empath as she felt a touch of Sindy's intentions - a moment later a hazy picture appeared in her mind, of the two students on the verge of suicide. Tamara was speechless with horror; she could not possibly do that .. she could not! "NO, Sin!" The half-scream was followed by a whip-lashing empathic attack at the girl's mind, not intended to harm, but to stun - a blanketing that would muffle all intentions, all will to act, to force control over the innocent students away from Sindy. It was followed by a train of frantic thoughts directed at Sin; all thought about Kaie was gone. And all power she might've used on him, as well. Her entire attention was focused on preventing something awful. Do you not understand; I do not -want- to cause pain, and neither will I allow you to! I will protect your father from himself, and protect you from him, and protect them against you if I have to! But -stop- this; how can you expect me to love you, if you harm the other people that I love?! Then something that the little girl would most probably be entirely unprepared for. A gentle projection of love and care, radiating out of Tamara, and towards Sin and Kaie both. Pure love, the kind one would have towards a brother or a sister. Loving people means helping them ... not hurting them, or make them sad ... |
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| Mr. Trout | Oct 4 2005, 07:53 PM Post #9 |
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Mindless horror…to hurt Kaie? Tamara should have learned long ago when she had first touched his mind that no horror would change his face, no fright strong enough to make him second guess. It was all just the same. Surely he was violated from her blow, he wished it never had happened. He was naked in the world of minds. The weakest in that area of all his family; real ones like Teo and Imao or false family like his child sin…and the darling Tamara who his lust for whisped throughout his mind unheeded. His lusts were of the worst natures you see. Not only did he crave for her flesh in such ways that it was disgusting to even imagine but he wanted her mind and soul, not as they were but belonging to her and twisted to his whim. Perhaps that’s the only place Kaie was still human, he craved most for what he could never have. It wasn’t really for Sin, surely he said it was and thought it was but in all truth, he was doing this for himself. Doing this because, even in death Kaie was a selfish monster unable to believe anyone else but himself. Should he have been proud of his daughter? She was becoming him no doubt, believing that pain was love and that injuring the ones you were closest to was the only way for them to understand how you felt. It was the calming aura that disgusted Kaie most of all, it made the pit of ash that was once his stomach flitter and die over and over again the harder she thought. “Daddy doesn’t hurt our baby. Tamara I am making her strong, better, and best of all…she will live forever. Some day she will make little daughters of her own, watch them grow stronger and them make little daughters of their own…see Tamara? You are the mother of what could be the strongest family that could ever exist.” He was trying to appeal to a side of Tamara that might not be there, he was trying to make her too lust for power. All humans were greedy on the inside no matter how much purity they claimed to be made of. He wanted her greedy, strong and cruel to fit in with their family…and hurting him was the first step to it all. And for that he loved her even more. “Come on my dear Tamara…you cant refuse our daughter. You cant push me out of her life either…why don’t you come over to our world…I can do that for you…” He was on his feet again, not even the mental damage Tamara could inflict would stop him from lusting for her, stop him from moving towards her. His hands touched the woman’s shoulder and he cast a smile down on her. It was the fangless haunting smile that glowed in the wavy moonlight. “We want to love you, we want you to join our family…why do you object? Do you not want to have the world on a platter? Have your name remembered for all eternity and thousands of humans worship the ground you walk on? Come my dear Tamara, be better then cattle. Be a proper mother for our daughter, show her that she has to fight, she has to hurt…go ahead…hurt me again.” |
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| Deleted User | Oct 6 2005, 08:58 AM Post #10 |
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Sin backed away from Tamara as Tamara entered Sin’s mind with thoughts of love and protection. Sindy quivered as he body seem to convulse. Empathy was used to counter her telepathy over the girls, and Sin was unprepared for that. But what she was most unprepared for was the feeling of warm, and sereneness that came with Tamara’s pure bursts of love. Sin closed her eyes and soon began to lay on the floor a bit crookedly. Her chest did not move up and down, and there was no air coming from her mouth. That was something all her kind had in common. When she slept, she looked like a corpse, but a beautiful one at that. She laid there as love swept over her, but something else happened unexpectedly. Tamara had penetrated her mind just slightly to speak with her mentally. That was a big mistake due to her mental illness. Suddenly, wave of telepathy exploded out and pulled Kaie’s mind and Tamara’s mind straight into Sindel’s subconscious. Giggling. At first there was nothing by white light and giggling. Not Sin’s demented laughter, but the sounds of a gleeful child’s chuckles. Tamara and Kaie where inside Sindy’s mind, a mind which now began to show a bright flowery field. The sun shined down brightly as if it was mid-afternoon with warmth as comforting as a grandmother’s embrace. Sindy’s mind had given both her mother and father new attire. Tamara was wearing a soft yellow summer dress while Kaie was wearing a pair of brown trousers and a dress shirt. It was unbuttoned at the neck as if he had just gotten out of work. Both could see nothing but the vast field of wild flowers. The sky was cloudless, and bright blue. Mixed with Tamara’s love waves, and Sin’s telepathy, this soothing meadow seem to be heaven. Bubbles. Bubbles were floating about around Tamara and Kaie as the sound of sin’s giggles is heard. She was a bit away from then with a bottle of blowing buttons and a bubble wand. She blew the bubbles happily as she turned to her mommy and daddy. She waved to them with a bright smile. Her skin was not pale like white snow. In fact, it held a nice pinkish tan to it as if she was a child who loved to play in the backyard after school. She closed the bottle of bubble solution and pocketed it into her apron. She was still wearing her lacy dress, but it wasn’t pitch black. It was an adorable shade of soft green. With her white apron she looked like a character from an old western book. She giggled again as she ran towards Tamara and Kaie with her arms spread outward. She hugged them both as she sighed. ”Mommy! Daddy! She yelled out in excitement. She smiled up to them with a cute smile; braces fashioning her fangless teeth. She turned and grabbed both their hands and before they knew it, all three of them were running throw the flower filled meadow; all laughing together. It was uncontrollable. Tamara’s and Kaie’s feet seem to run on their own, but it felt natural. Laughs exited their smiling mouth almost as if it were bottled inside and was now just immerging from their bodies. The family ran for just a few minutes, but soon they all tumbled playfully to the ground. Kaie’s arms seemed to be forced into hugging Tamara, and Tamara’s Arms seemed to reflexively wrap around Kaie. Tamara laid on her back as Kaie laid on top of her in a loving embrace. Their eyes met, and they smiled. Sin landing on top of them both, laughing again. All three of them smiled as they sat up. Suddenly, they were sitting on top of a picnic blanket with a picnic basket in the middle of them. The wild flowers waved about in the summer wind as the sun shined down on them merrily. Then, Tamara’s and Kaie’s will came back to them. They could move on their own again. ”Are you hungry Mommy? Are you hungry Daddy?” Sindy said playfully as she crawled to the picnic basket and opened it. Suddenly, many tiny screams called out from the basket. If Tamara and Kaie looked into the basket, they would see a crowd of people; all miniature size. They couldn’t be more then a few inches tall. They screamed as Sin’s hand dived into the basket and remove one of the captures. She smiled happily as she held it up to Kaie and Tamara as if showing them what a yummy snack she got. The man in her grasp would be familiar to Tamara and Kaie. It was a man with black hair, and a pair of black framed glasses. It was a mini version of Teo. The small Teo struggled in Sindy’s hand as Sin giggled and brought him to her mouth. Teo screamed in horror as Sin placed his upper body into her mouth and bite down on it. She removed the now still lower half of Teo and began to chew with a smile.”Mmmmm So yummy. Eh heh!” Then a sudden flash, and all three of them were back in Tamara’s room. It had started raining outside, and lightning was crashing now. Three hours had passed, even though that little dream felt as if it were only a few minutes. Tamara would find herself laying on the floor with her head resting in Sin’s lap. Kaie too would find himself on tehg round with his head on Sin’s lap. Sindy’s small hands caressed both their heads; her tiny fingers running through their hair. She was singing her off tune melody again as she stared blankly out the window at the storm. ”Rain…rain… go away… come a again another day… If you don’t…more will die… ” She sang as both Kaie and Tamara were forced to see visions of what happened to the floor. Fire was burning in the hallways as many laid dead. Not only did the two girls kill themselves, but the entire floor laid in chaos. Most of the students were bloody from the knives, scissors, and other sharp objects they used to cut their throats, necks, and wrists. Some students threw themselves down the stairs while others who were small enough climbed into their ovens while their roommates turned them on. All of them in which were attack with telepathy, not empathy. The visions stopped as Sin sang again. ”Happy Birthday….to me… Happy Birthday… to me… Daddy…. Take me home…” |
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| SoulReflections | Oct 7 2005, 09:32 PM Post #11 |
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Tamara drew instinctively away as Kaie approached her slowly, her face twisting in disgust and sorrow as part of her mind listened to him speak, listened to the doomed future he wanted for them. Her whole body was quivering with it; her muscles tightened on her shoulder as he touched her there, in an effort to control herself not to push him forcefully away. He was very right; all people were inherently greedy in some manner; Tamara was no exception - but unlike him, her desire for material matters were only minimal, whereas her greatest cravings were of a nature alien to him; a child who had been neglected most of her life, Tamara was consumed by a need for love, and for proving herself useful. To belong. Greatly helped by her empathic abilities, it also nurtured tenderness and love for others; a natural product of experiencing the pain and longings of others on her own soul. She needed others to be happy, so that she could be happy. The future he presented her was in conflict with her entire being. Hurting others would equal hurting herself, and while she was capable of forcing others to love her, it would be an empty illusion, and would give no nurishment to her soul. She shook her head slowly. "Your future is empty, Kaie." There was sorrow in her voice; so much she had done to help him, so much others had done. To no use. "How can you speak of love, when you are incapable of loving? You can only covert, and hate, and covert, and hate. You think to offer the world? Consider this. I have the world -already-, Kaie; that's what you cannot you see. I have a home, a family, and a future. Friends and people who care for me. What do you have in your world? Death. An eternity of loneliness. You have people who would love you, but you will not allow them to. I have the world. You have only ashes, Kaie. You are the poorest, most pitiful creature in the world, and you cannot even see it." She was still speaking to Kaie, but most of her mind was not focused on him, but on Sindel. She had thought the danger passed as Sin did not seem to react to the empathic assult, except to lay down in the floor. For a moment she worried what had happened to the girl - then the world exploded in a flash of blinding white. Her body sank down onto the floor, while her mind was still stunned, attempting desperately to perceive what was happening. She felt disembodied; a frightening feeling, unable to sense anything except utter white, and a giggle. That giggle ... The world twisted and changed, became a flowery field instead, and Tamara's worst fear was confirmed. She was trapped inside Sin's mind; somehow Sin had been able to bypass her shieldings, which had been thinned to allow her powers to work unhindered; a necessity, but it had left her vulnerable to strong attacks, and it had been an incredible surge of power that had pulled her into Sin's awareness. With no telepathic abilities, she was powerless to bring herself back before Sin released her; she was completely under the girl's control. And she wasn't alone. She realized that Kaie there with her; his appearance entirely changed to fit Sindy's wishes. So had her own, the empath noticed, as she looked down over her dream-body, dressed in a thin, pretty yellow dress, with bubbles floating in the air around her; Sin had joined them there in her mindscape, and Tamara could feel herself act independently of her own will, like a puppet on strings. It was Sin's mind; they were playing by her rules. It was a terrifying situation to be in, but once she grew accustomed to the wishes Sin had for her little family, it was also oddly peaceful. Then dinner time came. Everything turned into a grim nightmare to Tamara's perceptions, as she wached with building horror as Sin bit into and chewed on the miniature Teo; the child really did consider people to be food. Nothing else. It was terrible. Then the dreamworld disappeared, and suddenly she could once again feel her limbs. And she could feel pain. So much pain! Her shields slammed shut with frightening speed, and astonishing strength, hile her mind shierked with horror and agony; her defenses had been shattered as she was pulled into Sin's mind, and she had awoken to the combined unbearable physical torment of the controlled students; equally strong was the blow to her compassionate and loving nature. So many dead, so injured, dying ... Sin and everyone else had been completely barred from Tamara's mind; the walls around her awareness was unpenetrateable - but the pictures Sin had managed to send, while Tamara was still awakening and defenseless, was etched with searing clarity into the empath's mind. Student's killing themselves; people she knew and cared for; people she felt responsible for. The amount of shock, pain and grief were too much to handle. Still shierking wordlessly, Tamara's mind fled deeply into herself, away from the pain, and away from the hurt. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her lids slipping slowly closed; she was unconscious again; the autistic response to an overload her mind could not cope with, and remain sane - flight. Away from everything that could possibly hurt her, including reality. Her pulse started slowing as she drifted deeper down, into a comatose state. |
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