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nonconstories · 1 month ago
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I'm curious, what are y'all's favorite fairy tales? And so you gravitate towards kinky retellings of them or nah?
I love Hansel & Gretel, Cinderella, and Lindworm Prince. Like those are my top three. I also really like Rapunzel and Sleeping Beauty but I got waaaaaay different versions of those two growing up (ie Canary Prince and Talia, Sun, and Moon), and the one that NOBODY else heard was Prato Verde. Oh, Prato Verde, you unsung masterpiece. But for like, smutty retellings, Lindworm Prince and Sleeping Beauty are my favorites.
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fandom-imagines-stories · 4 years ago
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If I Go, I’m Goin
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Dr. Spencer Reid x Reader
Words: 1845
Part One
Summary: With the reader’s funeral just days away, the team worries about Reid. Spencer struggles to cope and finds himself going to places he remembers being with you. Inspired by the song If I Go, I’m Goin by Gregory Alan Isakov. 
Notes: I know. I’m mean. 
Warnings: Character death, grief, depression
More Criminal Minds: HERE
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And the photographs know I’m a liar
They laugh as I burn her down
She wasn’t leaving until he opened the door. J.J. knocked again, this time a little louder than the first. She had given him a day to himself, but now she was worried. It had been less than 48 hours since Y/N died. Everyone was dealing with it differently. Prentiss and Morgan went to the shooting range, Hotch buried himself in paperwork, Penelope was running around trying to fix everything, and Rossi was being, well, Rossi. 
Everyone thought it was a good idea to let Reid be alone for a while, but they didn’t know what J.J. knew. They didn’t know what Y/N had told her that day. Of course, everyone had their suspicions, but J.J, and maybe Penelope, were the only ones that knew that Spence just lost the woman he’d loved for at least the past year. 
The door slowly opened just enough for him to look out. From the little sliver that she could see, he didn’t look well. His eyes were sunken and dark and it looked like he hadn’t changed clothes since the hospital. The sight of his despair nearly brought tears to her eyes. 
“Hey J.J.” 
“Spence.” She greeted, her voice quiet and empathetic. “Can I come in?” 
“Uh, I guess. Sure.” He stepped aside and let her walk past him into his living room. It was strangely well put together. She expected things to be discarded on the floor, for the kitchen sink to be full with dishes. But the only thing that seemed out of place was a single chair facing the window. “Why did you come?” 
“I just wanted to see how you were holding up.” 
“Did Hotch tell you to come see me?” 
“Spence-”
“Because I really don’t need a psych evaluation right now.” He sat down in the chair in front of the window. Honestly, it was where he had been for the hours before J.J. got there. He just sat, looking out like he was waiting for Y/N to come down the street. 
“I came here as a friend, Spencer. Not as an agent.” 
“Oh.” She watched as the previous outburst lost its effect on him and he slumped forward, leaning his head on the glass. It was like watching a wounded animal stop fighting. It broke her heart. 
Spencer didn’t say anything else. When J.J. asked him a question, he responded with either a silent nod or a quiet mumble. Eventually, there was nothing else she could say. 
“We’re all here, Spence.” She put a gentle hand on his shoulder. “If you need anything before the funeral…” The last word nearly caught in her throat. Funeral. J.J. kept a steady appearance, leaning over and kissing the top of his head. “Bye Spence.” 
He didn’t say anything as the door closed behind her. He didn’t even look back. Spencer kept his gaze out the window and watched J.J. get in her car and drive away. He must have sat there for a few more hours because by the time he finally moved, it was dark out.  
He forced himself to stand and walk back to his room so he could take a much needed shower. Seeing his still made bed made his stomach twist. His mind conjured the image of a quiet morning, none in particular, where he laid with her. He laid with Y/N in his arms as the sun peeked through the windows. Just as quickly as it had come, the vision left, returning the room to its original empty state. 
Spencer moved through his apartment aimlessly, his body moving before his mind could catch up. His thoughts were far away, trapped in those woods with the constant sound of an arrow cracking through bone. It cracked through his chest, leaving only a painful ache. He stepped into the shower with his clothes still on. 
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This old house, she’s quite the keeper
Quite the keeper of you
He was there before anyone else, sitting in the dim light by himself for nearly an hour. When Hotch quietly trudged to his office, he stopped suddenly, seeing the form sitting at his desk. 
“Reid?” He flipped on the main lights and looked warily at the young agent. While he didn’t show it, Hotch noticed Reid’s disheveled appearance and blank expression. “What are you doing here?” 
“I wanted to do some paperwork,” Reid replied, keeping his eyes trained in front of him. Hotch set his briefcase down. 
“I told the team to take a few days off.”
“You’re here.” 
“I have to deal with…” He trailed off, dreading the report sitting on his desk. Reid nodded, still not entirely paying attention to his supervisor. 
“Right.” He continued to slowly tap his pen against the surface of his desk. Hotch knew that the psych evals weren’t until after everyone came back, but Reid was worrying him. Grabbing his briefcase, he kept a close eye on him as he went to his office. 
Spencer stared at the desk across from him. 
“Come on, there has to be something that you don’t know.” You challenged, chewing absentmindedly on the cap of your pen. Normally he would remark on how many germs were on the average pen, but when you did it, he thought it was cute. 
“Of course there are things I don’t know, I just don’t talk about them because I don’t know them well enough to talk about them.” 
“I bet you can’t name every character in Star Wars.” 
“Alphabetically or in order of appearance.” He smirked smugly. 
He blinked and the memory was gone. Y/N was gone and the emptiness returned. Spencer stood up, wanting to find something that would conjure another image of her. He wandered aimlessly around the office, slowly weaving in between desks. He opened the drawers of her old desk, but they had already been emptied. Her parents must have already cleaned it out. 
Right. Her parents were here. He’d almost forgotten. They were here for the… 
Somehow, he found himself standing in the break room in front of the empty coffee maker. He made himself a pot, not really thinking about his motions as he put the grounds in the filter and poured the water. It wasn’t until he imagined her hand on his arm that he felt anything at all. 
“What are you doing?” He asked, an amused smile playing at his lips. 
“I’m dancing.” You twirled to the other side of him, your playful laugh filling the small room. 
“There isn’t any music playing.” 
“Who said you need music to dance, Spence?” You took his hands and spun into him, giggling relentlessly. “Come on, dance with me.” 
“Are you crazy? We’re at work.” He tried to sound stern, but he just laughed instead. 
“So? Nobody will see us.” You put a hand on his shoulder and moved his arm around your waist. You both swayed to the music in your mind, your hearts somehow playing the same song. For a moment, you forgot where you were. You forgot that there was another horrific case awaiting you in the conference room and all that existed was you and the man that held you. 
“Hey Y/N.”
“Hmm?”
“I love you.” It seemed now that the two of you were swaying to the sounds of your heartbeats. You blinked up at him, surprised at first, but soon a bright smile spread across your face. 
“I love you too.” 
This vision faded slower than the last, Y/N’s face staying until the last possible moment. His arms ached from the emptiness, his feet rocking back and forth like he was dancing all on his own. 
“Reid.” Hotch’s voice halted the music in his mind. His voice was grimmer, almost sadder than it was before. “Are you ready to go?” 
“Go?” He read Hotch’s expression. “Oh. Right. That’s today.” Hotch nodded and stood aside so Reid could pass by. 
“I’ll drive you home so you can change.” 
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If I go, I’m goin crazy
Let my darlin take me there
It was a perfectly nice day, making him even more sick to his stomach. The sun was out and clouds lazily drifted across the sky. He wished it would have rained. At least then, the world would look like he felt; colorless and dark. 
Y/N’s parents both shared a few words and Penelope did the eulogy. Spencer was sure it was nice, but he couldn’t focus enough to really hear any of the words. Hotch kept a close eye on him, though he tried not to be obvious about it. Spencer felt like everyone was watching him, waiting for his numb exterior to break. He knew they meant well, but he’d appreciate it if they were a little more subtle about it. 
Somehow, the ceremony felt both eternal and over too quickly. Before he had even moved to put his rose on the coffin, it seemed like everyone was leaving. Maybe it was just him; frozen in time until he could bring himself to step forward. It still felt like everyone was staring at him. How many people even knew about him and Y/N? Maybe everyone, at this point. They were profilers after all and he hadn’t been abundantly subtle on that last case. 
That last case. 
Suddenly the rose in his hand was an arrow, bloody and splintered at one end. It fell between his fingers and hit the grass as a flower again. A petal fell off and he held it to his lips. Was he going insane? Was this what it would be like from now on? Everything reminding him of that last moment with her? With the blood and the arrow and the screaming? 
With a slow, shaky hand, he placed the rose on the coffin. Someone put their hand on top of his, but when he turned, there wasn’t anyone there and suddenly, he felt something… peaceful. Something that told him that all he would need to remember were the good things. The smiles. The laughter. The dances in the breakroom. Despite every logical impulse in his mind, every scientific fact he knew by memory, he knew. It was her. Y/N.
Finally, he started to cry. The numbness was gone and allowed for emotion to finally come to light. Sobs shook his body and nearly made his knees buckle, but he made himself stand. He ran his fingers over the gleaming surface of the coffin and cried. 
“I love you. I’ll always love you.” 
He must have stood there like that for at least an hour, if not several, but when he turned around, he found his team- his family- waiting there for him. And they walked away together, always to remember the member that they lost. A friend. A sister. A lover. And Spencer would never forget you, as long as he lived. 
I will go if you ask me to
I will stay if you dare
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bisexualstokes-archive · 6 years ago
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Atrophy (5/7)
Chapter (5/7): Dig Him Up Rating: Teen+ (For: Language, Graphics Depictions of Violence) Summary: It’s not what you think.  Chapter Notes: I have three warnings for this chapter: 1) It is the longest of all the chapters so far (3.6k words), 2) There are certain things that are implied, that seem like it's leading to one thing, but it is most certainly not., 3) It will also seem like there is a character death, but I assure you, there is NOT. .......what have I done? also...girls just wanna have fun ;) @letswaitforme, @deltajackdalton, @impossiblepluto,@mutatedsilverunicorn,@12percentplan,@telltaleclerk…idk, who else wants to be tagged in updates of this fic?? lemme know ;) 
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Something beyond nausea was swirling in the pit of Nick’s stomach. As Veronica dragged Nick back through the hallway which seemed to extend for miles, doors opening and closing on both sides, showing terrible visions of torture chambers, he couldn’t help but wonder what Veronica had intended for Greg.
Maybe they didn’t know what had happened yet. Maybe Greg just hung up on Veronica, as soon as she started moaning. Maybe Marsh was still buried somewhere in the earth, before his time. Maybe nobody would realize he’s gone until the start of his next shift--what time was it, anyway?
“You know, it’s a shame you’ve gone all quiet,” Veronica mused as she brought him through a door. “I really liked the sound of your screams.”
Helpless, Nick stared up at her, his head rolled backwards as she dragged him by the arms. His more...injured shoulder was most certainly dislocated by now from the rough pulling, his back was probably covered in carpet burn. Whatever expression that was on his face seemed to only fuel her fire more, a devilish smile spread across the woman’s face.
She dragged him into a room which was also as barren as the living room. A bedroom, containing only a bed, a dresser, a closet. No windows in sight, the only source of light was a ceiling light.
Veronica hauled him onto the bed, Nick noticed she struggled a bit, as she did when getting him in an out of the trunk. If he could only move, he could have tried to overpower her.
But instead, he was on top of her bed, and she pulled out a pair of handcuffs. She tied one end to the bedpost, walked to her drawer and pulled out another pair for the other post.
“It’s not what you think,” she told him, as if she knew the horrific images that were conjured in his head, of what his “punishment” might entail, on a bed, with handcuffs involved.
It didn’t ease his anxiety regardless.
She walked away from the bed, towards the closet. Next to the closet was a long chain that seemed to come out of the wall.
“For your punishment...I was thinking,” she opened the closet doors, then turned her head towards him. “I’ll make you watch.”
Nick was dizzy, the room was spinning, his thoughts were bouncing all over the place. His train of thought had jumped from deadly premonitions of Greg Sanders, to one of painful memories, that he had tried so hard to repress.
Watch? Watch what?
She reached into the closet, Nick couldn’t quite see what was inside--but heard the jangle of metal, like a chain. He heard another sound, as if the chain was being pulled, and then retracted. Almost like a pulley system.
“I’m afraid you’re not going to get the best seat in the house, however. It is a punishment, and I remember how...uncomfortable the trunk made you.”
Oh no.
“Although, maybe it wasn’t just the dark, maybe it was...the tight space of the trunk? C’mon, you can tell me…”
She walked over to the bed, stood over him, relishing the silence before bursting into a fit of giggles. She playfully tapped his cheek, he would wince away if he could.
“Oh, that’s right, you can’t.”
As if he needed the reminder.
She grabbed his arms again, pulling him off of the bed. He was dragged once more, this time towards the open closet. She kept his arms raised above his head, he heard the connection of metal around his wrists. She stepped on top of him, just like she did at the crime scene, only this time, a little less carefully, stomping down on him with such pressure to his gut that he couldn’t feel.
She stepped out of the closet, began to pull the chain, and Nick was lifted upwards, his assumption was correct, there was a pulley system at play.
He was lifted up so that his feet were a few inches off of the ground. His head fell forward, his chin was touching his chest, and he had a close-up view of his bleeding scars. He briefly wondered if he would bleed out before any death due to the toxin’s effects.
He directed his eyes towards Veronica, who was smiling at him, holding a camera—oh, how he wanted to just punch that smile off of her face. The whole idea of this...ownership, this torture was bad enough, but the possibility that she had done this before, given how the house was laid out, how the chains were installed...brought Nick to a whole new level of questioning if he had truly fallen into hell, or if the reality was that demons were real, and he was face to face with one of them.
“Behave,” she ordered. “Or I will kill him.”
Click. Flash.
She closed the closet doors, leaving Nick in the dark, but it wasn’t completely dark. Beams of light shone through the slits of the louvered closet door.
The closet was not as bad as the trunk, all things considered. At least he had more room to breathe, he wouldn’t run out of air, he could still see the room, though his view was limited. The confinement was terrible, and he did feel a hint of his claustrophobia, but it could have been worse.
And then, it got worse.
Veronica turned off the room’s light, Nick heard the sound of a door closing. The final nail in the coffin. What he was once able to identify as a bedroom, became another dark tomb, that he couldn’t even scrape his nails against, in a futile effort to escape. He was trapped in a claustrophobic void, an existential stasis, wondering if it was minutes or hours that passed as all the voices in his head kept him company...voices of people he loved, of people he hated...of people he failed.
He failed his parents. Left his home, all because he wanted to escape from their shadow, escape from his childhood home--which never really felt like home, not after that night. He left to “prove himself,” but what has he proven now, a broken man chained to a wall, a plaything of a twisted woman’s whim?
He failed Grissom, disappointed him--even if Grissom had specifically told him, on a foggy, groggy night spent in a hospital bed, that he never did.
He failed Catherine. How could she still trust him to be her right hand man, when he can’t even process a crime scene without getting injured? When he can’t shoot an armed suspect without emptying his entire clip, because he’s scared--scared that if he doesn’t, the suspect will shoot him and he’ll fall to the ground again?
He failed his friends. Sara, Ray, Jim...Greg. What must they think of him, can’t even keep a promise to meet for breakfast, making false phone calls, unable to say a word of what he’s truly feeling? They don’t deserve him. They deserve someone greater…somebody who could be a good friend, to listen, someone smart enough to see the warning signs of danger before he walks face first into it.
Echoes of disappointments, failures, screamed at him through the void. Mistakes he’s made, people he couldn’t save, whose deaths he was directly responsible for--two men that he had even killed, himself, all because they would have killed him first. Final words of a serial killer, who deserved the swift hand of justice, though maybe Nick had swung a little too hard...
“Great men who are what I could never be…”
He was no hero. No John Wayne. The Duke would take one to the shoulder and walk it off, like it was a mosquito bite. Mercilessly shoot down the bad buy, live to fight another day. He was brave in the face of danger.
“The pain doesn’t go away, the rage doesn’t go away. So, come on, put your gun down, walk out of here, be a man.”
Nick, on the other hand was a coward. A man who now flinches every time he hears a gunshot. A man who can’t seem to pull the trigger when it really matters, when faced with the murderer of his partner, his best friend.
Maybe he deserved this punishment, after all.
His stomach churned, fearing that the worst was yet to come, as Veronica’s humming intruded upon his thoughts. He heard a dragging sound, a grunt, and then nothing. For seconds...or minutes...or hours?
With every blink, time seemed to get a little slower. He was finally nodding off, if he was lucky, perhaps he would fall asleep, better yet--maybe into a coma. Dreamless sleep.
“What’s taking him so long?” Veronica’s voice broke the silence, Nick was startled out of his doze. She turned the light on, her position in the room was not where Nick thought it would be, based on his perception of her voice in correlation to her body. She was in front of the mirror, brushing her hair, checking her face...she had seemed to be talking more to herself than to Nick.
Perhaps she had forgotten that he was in the closet? If it didn’t kill him, the drug would wear off soon...if he could just stay quiet, maybe he could slip out...
“Does Greg even care about you, Nick?”
Guess not.
“I saw him, not too long ago. At the house. Digging. Everyone, in fact, was digging so...purposefully, like they were uncovering something they had buried there themselves.”
She turned toward the closet, stood right behind the horizontal prison bars. He always hated prisons.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the closet door was open. He was suddenly near-sighted, everything past Veronica’s fuming frame was blurred, distorted. He needed his glasses, but didn’t need them to see the sharp nails as they slid across his cheek. His head lolled, falling back to his chest, his mouth gaped open.
“Hey! Wakey, wakey--this isn’t naptime!” Veronica snapped at him. She wiped off the drool that had landed on her hand onto his pants.
“Ssst………...op…” he groaned in a thin, raspy voice. A sharp breath, held in, released at the syllable of his broken words. His jaw clenched, his unsteady breathing thundered in his ears.
“You’re so cute when you think you still have a chance.”
He blinked, there was music playing, bubbly, poppy music. He never liked this song anyway, it never really applied to him, and the application of it to his situation made him grind his teeth. Veronica was dancing, lip syncing, occasionally looking to the closet, winking.
He blinked, and the door was closed again, Veronica was on the bed, blowing a bubble from her lips, kicking her legs on the edge of the bed as she swayed to the beat of the song.
He blinked, and he wondered if he had opened his eyes at all--he was in the void again. She was nowhere to be found, but heard her vile giggles--his eyes scanned the dark space of the closet anxiously, wondering if maybe she was in there with him.
He blinked, and she was in front of the closet, a deadly, hateful expression on her face. The sound of chains grinding, he began to fall. His body spasmed, an involuntary response to a threat he was helpless against. His feeble struggle made her giggle.
He blinked, and she was at the other end of the bedroom, behind the bed, the closet doors were wide open. She was smiling at Nick, widely, holding a finger to her lips. She started to crouch down, disappeared behind the bed. The music was beginning to fade.
He blinked, the door was closed, the light was on. The music was gone, there was an eerie silence...that was broken by the sound of a door creaking open.
A flicker of light, danced onto the bed, the ceiling, the walls.
Steady breathing, Nick told himself. The tension, built up within the last few minutes--was it really minutes, or was it hours? Or days? Or years?--was bound to reach a boiling point, a climax. The suspense was tearing him apart, whatever Veronica was about to do to him, he wished she would just do and get it over with.
The light crept onto the dresser, onto the mirror--it flashed onto the backboard of the bed frame, the silver of the handcuffs gleamed.
The light headed towards Nick, soon it was shining in his face, nearly blinding him.
Enough with the damn light!
More creaking, this time from the closet door, which was being opened...slowly…
Just get it over with you bitch…
The space in front of the closet was occupied by the shadow of a person, but it wasn’t Veronica--wasn't even a woman. A lean body figure, an outline of tousled hair. A flash of reflective white material on his chest. The light was lowered, something got caught in his throat, hitched his breathing, stopped his heart. The man standing right in front of him had a horrified expression on his face, his eyebrows curved in concern, his skin was a pale green.
It was Greg Sanders.
“Nick?” Greg asked in disbelief, lifting Nick’s head up with gentle fingers. Nick’s eyes remained locked on Greg, blinked, to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.
I’m just as shocked as you are, buddy.
Outwardly, Nick could only manage to sputter drool in response. But something seemed to transfer from Nick’s eyes to Greg, and understanding, of the true nature of the situation, and not the false one Veronica had tried to fool Greg into believing.
“We gotta get you out of here,” Greg gulped down, gently lowering Nick’s head down. He used one hand to dig into his pocket for his phone, stuck the flashlight into his vest with the other and began to fumble with one of the shackles on Nick’s wrist.
Nicks eyes wandered behind Greg, the woman who had crouched behind the bed was now rising, the same smile on her face, the finger still pressed to her lips. Veronica disappeared behind Greg’s body--but Nick could see a camera coming closer on the left, and a syringe on the right.
Nick fought against the confines of his body, his veins surging with fire, his eyes bulging just slightly out of their sockets. Greg had gotten one of the shackles open--Nick tried to aim his falling hand to fall onto Greg, to get his attention. Something rose within his throat, but wouldn’t leave the surface--Greg was unaware, holding the phone to his ear, was just about to spew out the details of the address--
GET OUT, GREG!
Greg groaned, dropped the phone, and fell towards Nick. His hand grabbed onto the top of Nick’s pants, released his grip as he fell to the floor.
Click. Flash.
Nick’s eyes dropped to the floor, staring at the unconscious CSI at his feet--his head was resting on Nick’s shoe. He wanted to kick at him, make him wake up. If there were any time for a seizure, it would be now. Tears were raining down onto Greg’s head, but that didn’t wake him up, either.
“You didn’t tell me your friend was such a stud...Although, given how quickly he fell to the floor, should I say, a dud?”
Shrill laughter pierced through Nick’s ears, his body vibrated with anger at the fact that he couldn’t do anything to help his friend. All he could do was watch.
Veronica dragged Greg away, towards the bed--she stopped as she reached the foot of the bed, looked up at him, to relish the look on Nick’s face. He thought she was about to pull him onto the bed when she kept going, behind the bed. Giggles, cooing, rustling sounds...what the hell was she doing?
Then, a hand flopped onto the bed. And the other. A head popped up--a blur of brown hair, followed by a torso, dressed in a black vest, a reflective strip of white. The torso fell onto the bed, and then a hand raised up, waving.
Veronica rose up behind the body, crawled onto the bed. She handcuffed the unconscious body to the bed, spread his body out. She straddled Greg’s lap, pulling out a marker and wrote on his face.
She fell backwards, somersaulted off of the bed. She pulled something out of her dresser, and spun around eagerly.
She lifted up a black blur, held it in front of herself--Nick hyper focused on the object, it was a gun.
“You know, I was never actually that good at playing darts,” she mused, pulling the trigger. No gunshot, but a swift vhoom.
A dart gun.
Thank god.
“Aw,” she moaned. “I missed. I only got four darts left, better make them count...maybe I’ll get lucky, though.”
She described her misfire for him, because she knew he couldn’t quite see the dart hidden behind the man’s head. She lowered her arms, reloaded her weapon in between each shot.
She raised her arms again, seemed to aim with careful precision.
“When I caught you earlier, that was just sheer luck.”
Another miss, Nick saw it land above the man’s blurry head.
“Or...was it destiny?”
She dropped one arm, but it didn’t help her aim. The dart landed next to the man’s hand.
“I have to say, out of all the toys I’ve collected throughout the years…”
Another dart, between Greg’s chest and armpit. A pulse spread through Nick’s body--spiked at his heart. His limbs twitched, pins and needles pricking at the surface of his skin.
Veronica reloaded her gun, raised it up again, and then spun around to face Nick.
“You’re my favorite.”
She squeezed the trigger, but not before moving the gun back towards Greg--though her body was still facing Nick, her blurry face was still directed towards him.
Despite his distorted vision, the result of her last dart was crystal clear, but she decided to announce it anyway.
“Bulls-eye.”
A tremor shook the room, as the gun clattered to the floor. A violent laugh boomed through his ears. His already blurred vision stretched out, his face became a burning waterfall. Two separate blurs combined, dropped, one stood tall and he knew without knowing, what was going on. The sound of cloth dragged across carpet.
“Another broken toy, ready to be buried,” Veronica sighed glumly. “I was really hoping he would last longer…”
Lava rose up his throat, spilled out of his mouth. More lava poured out of a hole somewhere in his chest.
“Oh, what’s this? I think he’s still alive.”
His body jerked, hiccuped, a sound that was not human escaped his mouth.
“Hopefully he won’t fight as hard as Marsh did.”
Click. Flash.
He blinked, and he was left in the dark again.
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One minute, he was at the scene of a terrible crime, and the next, he was in a world of darkness. He lifted his head up, immediately came into contact with something cold, hard.
He tried to sit up again, and couldn’t. He placed his hands in front of him, felt something inches above his head. He fumbled around for his flashlight, his vest was gone.
Luckily for Greg Sanders, he had put his flashlight in his pants pocket.
He turned the flashlight on, stared up at bed springs. He rolled himself out from underneath the bed, his head heavy. His hands clutched the comforter, he grunted, but didn’t quite hear himself, as the only thing he could hear was hyperventilating mixed with sobs.
“Please, please, please, please…” Over, and over, and over, and over.
“Nick?”
Greg waved his flashlight around the room, the hairs on the back of his head spiked upward, tingling. He saw a few darts on the bed, and a mess of flesh raised up beyond the bed’s surface.
He stood up, it was difficult--the room was tilted, hazy. He concentrated on the beam of his flashlight, focused on the hand that was still shackled to the wall, and another hand that was clawing at the metal binding it.
Nick was frantically trying to free himself, but he was too weak, his hand kept slipping, his nails scratched the metal so hard that they were bleeding. Gurgles and sobs filled the space between them, as Greg drew closer.
“Nick, hey--”
“He’s gone. He’s gone, he’s gone, he’s gone...gone...Rehhhhhhhh….k-k-k-k-k…….killed.”
Nick’s speech had faded to a low whisper, but  it didn’t take an investigator to figure out what Nick was so distraught about. Greg’s heart twinged, he was talking about Warrick.
“Gruh…….Reg.”
Or not.
“Nick, it’s okay, I’m right here,” Greg whispered, gingerly removing Nick’s bleeding fingers from clawing at the shackle.
“NO!” Nick screamed, an earthquake spread through his body, startled Greg backwards. “No, please! I’ll behave! I’ll behave…”
“Nick, y-you’re scaring me--” Greg gulped, and Nick started sobbing again.
“I-I’m sorry...I’ll behave just please…”
Greg wasted no time in undoing the shackle, avoiding as much contact with Nick as possible, until he was freed and fell to the ground, curled himself up in pain.
An arm reached up, grabbed Greg’s shirt, pulled him with such force that Greg nearly fell on top of Nick. He froze, unsure of how to react--he had only heard such noises when they had rescued him five years ago, but this time, he had a front row view. Nick’s eyes were shut tight, lost in his own mind.
“DIG HIM UP!” Nick screamed. “Please, dig him up...”
“Nick...look at me,” Greg told him, touching a hand to his cheek. His eyes began to flutter, his lips quivered. His nose sniffled, his breath caught itself. A trembling hand pressed Greg’s harder against his cheek. A spark in his eyes, a connection.
“I’m right here.”
Greg stared right into Nick’s eyes, a sound that almost resembled a laugh rose out of Nick’s body, before the crying stopped all together, and his eyes closed again.
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Gall’s Kidnapping Part Two
Here’s the next part to Gall’s October event, staring Garrison Charles, Myle Macey @alabastercharlatan and Belle Vunderbar @a-page-of-sanctuary It’s a long story under the cut so be prepared and enjoy the show!
Tree
Garry stood on the outside of the alleyway panicking softly as he tries figure out what to do. "Fuck fuck fuck this can't be happening, there's no way she should have been able to find them, dear god this can't be happening" He mutters to himself as tears fill his eyes as he fruitlessly pulls out his phone and dials Gall's number one last time as back in the alleyway, a cracked phone lying on the ground began to ring showing a picture of Garry and Gall smiling on it
Silver
“Who? Who found him, Garry?”Belle’s voice wavered and her hands trembled as they clumsily tangled into her hair.
Tree
He takes a deepbreath and walks over to pick up the phone and stares down at the picture of them before sighing "His grandmother..." He says as he opens the phone and finds the messages left by Miss Macey as he raises an eyebrow in confusion "Uhh who's this Macey chick? She texted Gall a lot last night." He says showing her the messages
Silver
“I think she’s his girlfriend?”
Tree
For a brief moment a look of annoyance flashes on Garry's face "He never mentioned her before..." He says softly before he careful sends a text using Gall's phone [text] Hello?
Queen
The phone stayed quiet for a moment, and then the screen turned blue. Two seconds later, a white hand shot out of the screen, immediately grabbing Garry's shirt. Miss Macey's arm reached out of the phone as she used the screen like a portal, clawing her way out. "You stupid blue mother fucker, I'm going to kick your ass!!! We are SO OVER, YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD, YOU HEAR ME?" she screeched as she pulled herself out of the phone and clawed at Garry's face.
Silver
Belle jumped and screamed,”JESUS FUCK!”
Tree
"FUCKING SHIT!" Garry screams as he narrowly dodges her claws dropping the phone in the process as he hastily scrambles away from the portal "W-WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!
Queen
Miss Macey finished crawling out of the phone portal and stood up; her face was smudged with runny mascara and eyeshadow and she had crazy, murderous eyes as she pulled a gun from between her breasts and immediately pointed at the two strangers. "WHERE THE FUCK IS MY EX BOYFRIEND?" she snarled, starting to cry and shake again. "Who the hell are you two?"
Silver
Belle reached into her bag and pulled out a box of tissues,”I’m Belle.” She holds it out to Macey,”I’m a friend of Gall’s.”
Tree
"I-I'm Garry, also a friend of Gall and uhh we were going to ask you that question but after seeing this I think I know where he went" Garry says as he points up at the demonic symbol burnt into the wall behind him
Queen
Miss Macey squinted, and then looked up at the strange markings on the wall. Her ears pinned down as she lowered her gun and flicked the safety on, hugging her nightie closer to her chest. "What the hell is this shit?" she asked. The fur on her tail had begun to fluff out.
Silver
Belle looks over the markings and takes a breath,”If my extensive reading is correct, this is a high level Demonic Sigil. Possibly Fury Class but Gall and I haven’t found out what kind of demon he is and if this is his Grandmother we’re dealing with, then I don’t have a steady idea.”
Tree
"Well...I might have an idea about that." Garry says as he gets to his feet and dusts himself off "Truth be told Gall isn't an ordinary demon. He's the decedent of an ancient demon of Hell, one with a large following of obedient followers."
Queen
"I tried to suck his demonic powers into a Beholding Shard and it didn't work; so yeah, he's strong." Miss Macey sniffled as she took a few of Belle's tissue and wiped her nose. "Let's hunt down Grandma Cunt-Pants and bazooka her into next week. I took out a demon last week with a Subaru and a Tommy gun, so how hard could an old lady be?"
Tree
"Well...you know those obedient followers I mentioned? Well they're a group of ancient magic users who've been trying to revive the original Demon using guinea pigs from the family...guess who's the leader and guess who's the guinea pig?"
Silver
“If she’s as high ranking as Garry says, a shitty car isn’t gonna be enough. I could ask Hades and Hecate for help but I don’t know how much they can do to help us.”
Queen
"I could ask Satan." Miss Macey said bluntly, blowing her nose and then pulling a cigarette out of her boobs and lighting it with a small snap of her fingers. "He doesn't owe me any favors but he visits like, once a year."
Tree
Garry stares blankly at her in confusion "...You serious?" He says looking at her like she's crazy as he silently wonders what drew Gall to this crazy woman
Silver
“Uhhhh, I don’t feel comfortable dealing with....that.”
Queen 
"It's a long story but that bastard is the reason I'm even here to begin with. I think if I asked him to save my boyfriend in exchange for nine more lives of serving his will on this hellscape of a planet, he'd agree." she huffed, dragging on her cigarette until only half was left. "So let me get this straight, his Grandmother, a cult leader, kidnapped him to try and wake up the demon that's been piggy-backing on his physical body, and if we want Gall back we have to get to her first."
Tree
"Well it's actually more like...he is the demon, she's been experimenting on him since he was a kid to turn him into the demonic creature, but we managed to stop it for a brief period by escaping and using magic to erase every trace of her from Gall's memory severing any ties he had to her so she couldn't find him. I don't know how she found him now or where she could have taken him..." He mutters with a worried sigh
Silver
Belle froze,”The picture....” her heart sunk,”This is my fault.....” she teared up,”I was hanging out at his place, looking at pictures and I pointed out a weird picture of him. He got migraines but we forgot about it while we were researching Demonic entities at my place.....She found him because of me!” She started crying.
Queen
Miss Macey groaned and spat out her cigarette, flicking the safety off of her gun and aiming it straight at Belle's head. "Gimme one, just one good reason why I shouldn't blow that stupid horn off your face, since this is your fault." she said tiredly. "He's probably dead, I'm sure he could use a friend where he went."
Tree
"What?! N-No that couldn't do that how could just looking at a photo-" He says looking confused as he reluctantly starts trying to console her before immediately steps in front of Belle and Miss Macey's gun "OK LET'S JUST CALM DOWN FOR A MINUTE! That was probably the most powerful memory spell around as far as I know, just looking at a photo shouldn't have brought back his memories and if something showed up in the picture it means the spell was already fading, there was supposed to be no trace of her.""Besides Gall definitely wouldn't want his girlfriend killing one of his friends"
Queen
"Gall's not here." Miss Macey said, cocking the hammer back.
Silver
She grabs the gun and presses it against her forehead,”You decide.....Me and my little brother are all that’s left. My parents and little sister were murdered. I saw them turned into meat confetti. I had to bury them. I had to fight for my brother’s custody to keep him away from my hellish uncle....but I’ve wanted to be dead for 3 years. If you want to shoot me, go ahead. You’ll be doing me a favor.” Belle says seriously, her mismatched eyes unbreaking from Macey’s eyes.
Queen
Miss Macey was abit taken aback; she was used to people begging for their lives to be kept, not ended.
Tree
The seven foot monster lets out an angry growl before grabbing the barrel of the gun and clenching it tightly as loud crunch could be heard as the barrel gets crushed"Nobody's shooting anybody. We're finding my brother, we're murdering that evil bitch who's taken him and then we're getting the both of you some therapy. GOT IT?!" He snarls angrily at the both of them as he glares at them before taking a breath "Ok...we just need to find some way to track him. There's blood all over, some of it might be his so either of you know anything that could track him?" He says trying to stop the two women from killing each other by focusing their minds on something else
Queen
Miss Macey glared at Gary when he destroyed her gun, and she tossed the useless weapon aside. "I can hunt down men dead or alive when they owe me something and Gall owe's me an apology and sex. And you owe me a new gun." she said, pointing at Gary as she headed over to the blood stains and squatted down to observe them. "What's all that shit about you being his brother? Ya'll couldn't be more opposite, with the fur and the colors... and who the fuck are you s'posed tah be?" she asked, glancing back at Belle.
Silver
“Brother’s aren’t always blood.”
Tree
"And this is one of those cases. Long story short, I've been Gall's friend since childhood, his parents basically raised me so I consider him my brother." He says glaring down at her
Silver
She reached into her purse,”As for me, Gall’s said he thinks of me as a sister.” She pulls out a notebook and a pen.
Tree
He grins at her and gives her a small hug "Then makes us siblings too then!"
Queen
"Ya'll are gonna make me vomit with that sister-mister shit." she said, making a tiny portal and reaching through it. She pulled out a small baggie with glass shards and took one, scraping at the bloodied ground with it and then  staring through it. "I'm willing to bet five bucks that when I scry with this it's either blocked, or murky." she said aloud, walking back to Gary and Belle. "Or, he's in a coffin six feet under and it's all dark."
Tree
"Then you can just dig him up and bring him back with your voodoo or whatever this crap is." He says with a frown
Silver
Belle draws a symbol and scratches off some dried blood onto the paper. She sets it on the ground and pulls out a lighter,”I’m gonna ask Hecate for guidance. She has ties to the Underworld.”(This symbol to be exact)
Queen
"I don't bring people back from the dead, I just raise undead smart ass. It ain't the same." Miss Macey huffed, watching Belle for a moment. "Eh, you're a witch too?"
Tree
Garry leans back against one of the walls luckily not the one with any weird markings on it as he silently watches them work
Silver
“Yep.” She says,”Baby witch though. I’ve only been practicing since February. Hecate says I’m one of her more powerful followers.” She lights the paper and a steady plume of smoke raises. An elderly woman’s voice could be heard from the smoke,”Hello, my little shapeshifter. I sense your distress.” “My goddess, I need your guidance.” She says seriously.
Queen
"Pfft, more powerful my arse..." Miss Macey muttered under her breath. A hint of jealousy sprinkled her tone like parsley on steak.
Silver
(Sure)Belle looked to the fire,”Hecate, my goddess, my friend is in danger. I need to know how to save him. I can’t lose any more family.” The voice paused for a moment,”Normally, I would make a joke about you being uptight. But this is a dire situation.” Through the smoke came a dark blue staff with flecks of gold. At the top of it, it looked like a sign pointing in three different directions. “Take this, shapeshifter. With this, old memories will be new, and ancient instinct will be second nature.” Hecate spoke gently,”Trust your power. That goes for your friends who are listening here.”
Tree
Garry stares at tge goddess in shock as he seems at a loss for words
Queen
"That made as much sense as a homeless man under house arrest." Miss Macey said. She had lost all ability to speak with respect to others. "What does that mean, what do we do with a stick? Is it like a compass, is it gonna show the way?"
Silver
“Maybe if you paid attention, you would understand.” Hecate said bluntly.(That actually made me laugh)
Tree
Garry stifles back a laugh "W-Who knew the gods were sassy" He mutters under his breath
Queen
"All of them have their great golden halos so far up their butt, the colonoscopies are blinding." Miss Macey muttered. "Whatever, thanks for the staff- Let's go kids. I need to change into my hunting boots."
Silver
The old woman laughed,”My my, Macey, you certainly don’t sugarcoat anything.” A red drawstring bag came out of the smoke,”You two will be needing your own tools.” After that, a shimmering shield came out,”Miss Macey here gets my bag of magic tricks. The object you need will come when you need it, as for you, Garrison, I pulled some strings and borrowed the Shield of Ares. Hellfire shouldn’t be an issue as long as you’re behind this.”
Tree
"Thank you ma'am I really appreciate it." He says gratefully as he bows politely to the goddess
Queen
"What if I need a gram of cocaine and some beer, will it gimme that- Actually I'm going to shut up. Would hate to get cursed." Miss Macey said quickly as she observed the bag.
Tree
"A gram of co- Jesus Christ Gally what do you see in this woman?!" He mutters to himself in utter confusion
Silver
“Good luck, Children. You have a difficult task at hand.” Hecate says in a truly serious tone. “I thank thee, my goddess. My beseechment has ended. Good night and blessed be.” Belle says, waving her hand in a certain motion and the smoke dissipates. She takes the staff and inspects it. She didn’t seem to recognize the type of gemstone it was made from, she could feel an odd buzzing sensation as she held it,”Oof, this is really something.”
Tree
Garry meanwhile picks up the shield and checks it out "Hmm not bad, plus she said it could block hellfire, I don't know if Gall's flames are that powerful but just in case..."
Silver
“She knows what she’s doing.” Belle says, the only thing she’s seemed confident about.
Queen
"So then. What now?" Miss Macey asked, still holding her scrying glass.
Tree
"Well didn't she say that staff could help us find Gall? So uhh go ahead Belle, turn it on or something."
Silver
She paces for a minute,”I don’t know how.”
Queen
Miss Macey glared at Belle and reached for the staff impatiently. "Here, give me that! Jesus.." she spat angrily. "You might lose that too so just had it over."
Silver
Belle felt her chest ache with guilt.
Tree
Garry growls angrily at her and smacks her hand away "Knock it off bitch! You aren't helping by acting so high and mighty so shut up or actually come up with a plan"
Silver
Belle looked at the staff and inspected it. She lifted her glasses to look at the three way sign on top,”Crossroads. We need to go to the crossroads. Specially, the three way of Hirsch Street, Craven Road, and King Avenue.”
Queen
"I can borrow a hell hound to help us track his scent. I've got a Chevy Crusade we can take, and snacks. And weed." Miss Macey said, raising her head and glaring at Garry. "You. Touch me again and I will shoot you in the arm."
Silver
“I don’t smoke....also, your gun’s kinda been turned into play dough.” Belle said with an awkward shuffle.
Tree
He glares angrily at her "When we find him and If I find out you're even a fraction of how you are right now with him you better hope you can shoot fast enough to stop me." He growls at her
Silver
Belle’s ears begin to twitch,”What’s that noise?” Neither of them could hear anything other than wind.She started to walk away.
Tree
"Belle?" Garry says looking confused as he follows behind her
Silver
“This way!” She said, seemingly drawn to something.
Queen
Miss Macey followed along, making a small portal to pull out s fresh pack of cigarettes as she went, and a jacket to slide on. "Your ears are twitching- whatcha hearing?"
Silver
“It sounds like.....drums? But hollower. Thunder almost. But not quite. Steady like a heartbeat, but angrier.” She says, stopping at a crosswalk. The light changes and she keeps going.
Tree
Garry rushes after her mostly to make sure she doesn't get hit by a car as a thought enters his mind "Could it be...Gall's heart beat?"
Queen
"How come she ca hear it and I can't?" Miss Macey yawned as she lit her smoke and followed along. Someone looked sideways at her and she glared back, making the womans pants drop as she walked past. "Bitch... Anyway, where is it coming from, and do I need more guns?"
Silver
She just keeps going, until she reaches the three way. She looks towards the abandoned house that rested in the corner of the three roads. It was drastically out of place between the larger buildings the city offered. “A liminal space. If there’s a portal to hell, it’s there.” She pointed before looking at Macey,”If you need a gun, it’ll be in the bag. Hecate is the Goddess of Magic, she knows what she’s doing.”
Queen
"I have guns at home, I don't need no magic bag; I'll save it for an emergency." Miss Macey huffed. "Now before we go barging in there, might I suggest that we all go somewhere quiet and sit and actually think out a plan of what to do when we find Gall?"
Tree
"She could have a trap waiting for anyone who finds her, so maybe we should try and sneak inside? I don't know if they'll be more people in there with her, when we were kids from what I could overhear, the cult was falling apart and she was one of only a few loyal members still left but that was over a decade ago who knows what power she could have..."
Silver
Belle was thinking hard, she reached into her purse and pulled out a book with images of different demons. “I don’t know why, but I think if one of us could disguise ourselves as another demon that’s part of this cult. All three of us should be able to enter and get an idea of the layout. Hopefully, we can reach Gall before anything drastic happens and we won’t have to hurt him.”
Tree
"Hmm that could maybe work, but who should do it?"
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 10:48 PM
Miss Macey stayed very quiet, and then slowly raised her hand. "It uh... won't be so much of a disguise as my true image, but it might be passable." she coughed.
SilverSongLast Saturday at 10:48 PM
“True image? Are you wearing a Glamour?”
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 10:49 PM
"I've got a Glamour, and like..." she paused and counted on her fingers. "Like, at least 3 hexes on me at all times babe, it's kinda how I uphold this luxurious, Goddess-like beauty~ But yeah."
SilverSongLast Saturday at 10:52 PM
“Oh, Arcadia does, too.” She said with a shrug before stopping on a page,”If you’re not comfortable doing it, I can alter myself enough to look like this.” She turned the book to show a tall looking demon built for strength. It was black and blue with feathery fur,”Thunderghast. A storm demon.”
TreeLast Saturday at 10:56 PM
"Hmm well that could work, what about me? She might recognize me if I go in."
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 10:57 PM
The white cat groaned and rubbed her face as she smoked. "Can we please go back to my place and think of an actual plan." she growled. "I'm not standing out in public in my pajamas with you two any longer if I don't have to."
SilverSongLast Saturday at 10:58 PM
“Uhhh, ok.”“Which way is your place?”
TreeLast Saturday at 11:03 PM
"Wait those are your pajamas?" He says looking confused "Also if it helps my shop isn't too far from here, Gall's apartment is right next door so we could probably hang out there I've got a spare key after all"
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:04 PM
She glared at them both, still looking like garbage, and opened a home portal right in the street; a dark room was on the other side, and a fish tank burbled in the background. "Get in. I promise on the Oath of Ghosts, you won't get shot by my guys. Also I have a Keurig and snacks. C'mon."
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:05 PM
Belle awkwardly steps in.
TreeLast Saturday at 11:07 PM
Garry reluctantly follows after her with a shrug
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:10 PM
Belle rolls the staff in her hand. Unsure of what to do.
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:11 PM
As soon as Miss Macey stepped through after them, the portal snapped shut, and she clapped twice to turn her lights on. The room was more like a large office with scattered bins of paperwork, order forms, a few packages, and a huge fish tank with what looked like a giant, blood-red eel that had a skull for a head as it swam around. It opened it's maw wide in greeting when it saw Miss Macey and she waved at it, immediately heading for the wall cabinets and digging around. She didn't seem to care about her guests as she started to pull on a change of clothes. "So, we know where Gall is near. Thanks to... Becky? Whatever." she grunted, pulling on all kinds of leather and black clothes. "What we don't know is who we're fighting, how powerful they are, and how many. So we should assume the worst and go in guns blazing, literally and figuratively. Ya'll two fight at all?"
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:13 PM
Belle suddenly looked very uncomfortable,”I have super strength.....dangerous strength, even.....I hoped I’d never have to use it against anybody.”
TreeLast Saturday at 11:16 PM
"I mean I don't know about super but Gall always acts like I'm a hero or something whenever I have to lift up my car when something rolls underneath it." He says with a shrug "I mean my car's not even that heavy I've been able to lift it with one hand for years now, but I can handle myself in a fight."
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:18 PM
"Okay, so super chick will be helpful, and the hairball might be helpful. Either of you two know how to kill demons and angels and supernatural beings of the like?" she asked, tying her boots and then sitting at her desk. Without a care in the word, she took out a prepackaged needle of.... something, and stabbed it directly into her stomach, sitting back to finish her cigarette and check her phone. "I'm willing to bet money there are dozens of protective seals, locks, hexes, and Illusions in that place. I can probably break most of them with my magic, but if not, I hope your fancy God-Stick can." she said to Belle.
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:20 PM
Belle huffs,”It has to do something. Hecate said it’s a key.”
TreeLast Saturday at 11:20 PM
"Only demon I ever fought with was Gall and that was usually just to get the remote but I mean it's usually just get something holy and hit them with it right?"
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:21 PM
Belle takes off her selenite bracelet and holds it out to Macey,”You might need this.”
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:22 PM
Miss Macey's jaw twitched in a snarl, and she pulled the empty needle out and threw it; it stuck in the wall right behind Gary, with a small tuft of his reddish fur caught in the needle. Luckily it hadn't hit him, but her aim was impeccable. "It's not as easy as that, hairball. I'll get you a gun." she scoffed, leaning forward to take the bracelete from Belle. "Wassit?" she asked, pupils narrowing to the size of periods as the drugs woke her up.
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:24 PM
“Selenite. It should protect you, since it’s a holy stone. I’m pretty sure Gall would want his girlfriend safe and I’ve got a feeling.”
TreeLast Saturday at 11:25 PM
Garry didn't even flinch but inside his head he silently thinks to himself "Gallius Hinikuni you are so lucky right now or both me and your mother would have a few words to say to you about this crazy bitch you're dating" He thinks before calmly prying the needle out of the wall and tossing it into the trash(edited)
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:28 PM
"I'm surprised he hasn't told you that his girlfriend can protect herself." Miss Macey scoffed, shoving the bracelet back and then leaning down in her chair; she hauled up a big black lock box, and popped it open, starting to pull out small handguns and loading them, checking the safety. "So, we go back. I've got lives to spare for my little Blue berry, so I'll take off my Glamour, my Common face hexes, and I'll go in to see if I can't cause a distraction, or find us all a way in. I have ear peices around this place somewhere, but... I'm not sure where."
TreeLast Saturday at 11:30 PM
"Then me and Belle will sneak around the back and search for Gall, once we find him. We'll alert you Macey and then start knocking out anyone who stands between us and the exit. We grab our blueberry in distress, snap his grandmother's neck somewhere along the way, then we all go out for drinks so I can interrogate him about you two"
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:31 PM
“I’m not particularly stealthy, but I’ll do my best.”
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:32 PM
"His ass had better be alive when we get to him, or he's dead meat, and so are you two." Miss Macey growled. She grabbed a small harness to strap two guns beneath her jacket, another to her thigh, and she added a small explosive to her waist as well. "We ready to go? Ya'll need any juice, coffee, Adderall?"
TreeLast Saturday at 11:33 PM
"Got any shotguns?"
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:35 PM
“No. I’m good. I’ve got everything I need in my purse.”“Plus, I don’t like guns.”
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:36 PM
"Tough tits, sugar." Miss Macey headed over to the tank and reached into the cupboard beneath it, grabbing a box of shells and a double-barrel with the end sawed off. She flicked the safety on and tossed it to Gary. "Here. Don't blow your hands off, and aim low because the recoil is a bitch."
TreeLast Saturday at 11:37 PM
"On it." He says with a nod as he tests out the sights on the shotgun as he grins eagerly "Let's kick some ass." He says with a smirk
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:40 PM
Belle only pulls out the handle for a large sword and pockets it. The handle had no blade and no apparent mechanism to pop one out.
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:41 PM
"This is gonna suck ass. One sec." She hurried back to her cabinet and grabbed a bottle of whiskey, downing a few gulps and then walking back to her boyfriends friends to open a portal back up on the street, just a block away from the strange buildings. "Do me a favor, don't get killed? I might feel responsible."
TreeLast Saturday at 11:42 PM
"Same goes for you. Gall still won't let me live down killing his goldfish when we were 12, something tells me, he wouldn't let me live down killing his first girlfriend." He says with a nod
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:43 PM
“Mage, Bard, and Warrior. Looks like a great party.” Belle says in a weak attempt at humor.
TreeLast Saturday at 11:45 PM
"Does that make Gall the princess in need of rescue?"
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:47 PM
Macey barely cracked a smile; it was kinda hard not to, but she kept her stone-faced expression and began to shed her Glamour. Her clothes moved with her body, keeping all but the one gun on her thigh concealed. She grew a few feet, and jagged, broken horns began to curl out of her head, stopping a few inches out from her hairline. Her jacket had two hidden slits, and two scarred, ugly feathered stubs jutted out. Her features smoothed out, and her muzzle stretched out a bit, giving her a very ancient, ethereal look. When she finished, she popped her neck and glanced down at Gary and Belle. "Yes. He is a princess. Are you guys ready?"
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:48 PM
“Y-Yeah.” Belle stammered, a hint of blush on her face.
TreeLast Saturday at 11:49 PM
"Ready let's do this." He says patting Belle on the back before stepping through the portal as he rests his shotgun on his shoulder
SilverSongLast Saturday at 11:50 PM
Belle steps through and hears the sound again. This time, it’s more defined.She can almost hear words.
Queen MotherLast Saturday at 11:53 PM
Miss Macey had to duck through her portal this time, and she grabbed Belle's shoulder to steady herself. Her paws had been taken over by sharp white spikes that didn't quite touch the ground. "Where's my entrance at, sis." She muttered, squinting at the buildings.
TreeLast Saturday at 11:55 PM
The front of the building looked abandoned as the front door had been boarded up long ago along with most of the windows, however off to the side a wine cellar door could be seen with a new looking lock on it as Garry silently points at it "Over there, I'm gonna walk around and see if any of the windows are uncovered." He whispers to them before walking over
SilverSongYesterday at 12:01 AM
Belle walks over to the cellar doors,”This is just a steel lock and this is the way down.” She squats down and puts a hand on it, humming ‘Hellfire’, her watery magic covered the lock before it melted into slag. “No noise, no fuss.”
TreeYesterday at 12:07 AM
After a couple of minutes Garry comes back "No luck with the windows but I was able to peek inside a few times, I think the house isn't being used it must just be the cellar"
SilverSongYesterday at 12:08 AM
Belle stands up,”You’d be right. I still hear the noise and it’s coming from down there.” She points to the door, the lock now melted off.
Queen MotherYesterday at 12:14 AM
"I'll go first; y'all wait here for me and I'll come get you if the coast is clear." Miss Macey said. She didn't quite speak, rather thought directly to their minds. Her large form crouched by the door, and then she slid through it like a ghost. On the other side, she sensed for traps or magical seals, anything hinting at danger to the mortals.
TreeYesterday at 8:54 PM
Garry nods as Macey goes downstairs, she finds herself in a long corridor with various doors on either side of her. So far there were no traps but she definitely detected something very powerful down at the end of the hall
SilverSongYesterday at 9:02 PM
“I hope everything’s ok.” Belle said, twisting her braid into a bun and tying it with a hair bow.
Queen MotherYesterday at 9:03 PM
Miss Macey crept closer to the first door and carefully pressed her head through it to see if Gall was right there- that'd be too easy, but it never hurt to hope.
TreeYesterday at 9:06 PM
The room was empty but looked like it used to a bedroom for someone, inside was a simple metal cot and a desk both covered in years of dust. A dark black and red robe hung weakly from a hook, almost devoured by moths. - Garry sighs softly and nods "Yeah...she hasn't had him too long, I'm sure he's probably fine..." He says trying to lighten the mood with a smile but his tone showed how worried he was
Queen MotherYesterday at 9:08 PM
"So far so good." Miss Macey spoke to both Garry and Belle's thoughts as she pressed on, checking each door to see if it was a way down, until she was at the end of the corridor, and trying to use her Spiritual sight to sense any living aura's other than her two friends.
TreeYesterday at 9:13 PM
Each room was more copies of the first room, empty dorms with old faded robes seemingly abandoned for years, except for the second to last one. The room was much larger than the rest and looked very tidy and lived in. Covering the walls were various ancient texts speaking of demons, a few times the symbol on the wall could be seen and finally on the desk stood a lone crystal ball and a family portrait Belle and Garry might recognize. Finally the last room held was a large metal door looked like it was built to contain a beast inside she could sense a faint but familiar aura inside along with one more aura that seemed a lot similar to Gall's but different, both auras were projecting incredible magic power but Gall's aura seemed...odd it seemed like his power was not a part of his aura but trying to swallow it
Queen MotherYesterday at 9:19 PM
Miss Macey pressed against the metal door cautiously, but the aura inside made her uneasy. Even she knew better than to face off with a demon with that much power. And with her wings, and her halo, she was only as strong as it would be, if not weaker. "He's here.... I think. But something is wrong." she called to her two companions as she floated back to the door and opened it from the inside. It took some fiddling with the lock with her larger hands, but she finally broke it off and swung it open for Belle and Garry
SilverSongYesterday at 9:20 PM
“What’s wrong?” Belle asked anxiously.
TreeYesterday at 9:21 PM
"Is he okay?" Garry asks also looking anxious
Queen MotherYesterday at 9:26 PM
"How am I supposed to know? You two stay three paces behind me while I go look." she growled, heading back down the long corridor to the steel door. Very slowly, she pressed her face through the door, just to peek.
TreeYesterday at 9:26 PM
The room was a large dark room, there didn't seem to be anything inside except for a certain someone with his arms and legs chained to the roof and floor...
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TreeYesterday at 9:30 PM
Gall stared blankly at the floor blood slowly pouring from his eye, a strange robotic look on his face as the symbol on the floor pulsed with a demonic red light. A voice from the shadows calls out to the group "Well don't be shy dearies, come on in. I've been so eager to meet some of Gall's friends~" A sweet but cold voice says as a figure steps out of the shadows in front of Gall...
An older looking woman dressed in the dark red robes with a sweet grandmotherly smile on her face smiled at the door as she waits patiently for the trio to step inside
Queen MotherYesterday at 9:32 PM
Miss Macey growled deep in her chest, and the air around her vibrated as she pressed through the door, forgetting to open it for her friends. Her entire form loomed over the sweet old lady beneath her, and her bloody wing stubs were starting to bleed again as she huffed and snarled. "I'm going to dissapoint Gall here in a few minutes." she snarled.
SilverSongYesterday at 9:33 PM
Belle feels a shudder in her chest,”Garry we gotta go in there, NOW! MAGNUS RUSHES IN!” She shouts as she barrels down the steps into the cellar.
TreeYesterday at 9:35 PM
Millicent chuckles as Garry slams his shoulder hard into the door sending it open with a loud crash only to stop in horror when he sees Gall "N-No...Gally..." He mutters as Millicent turns to him "Oh my little Garry is that you? Why it's been so long you've grown so big and strong...it's a pity it wasn't strong enough to save him, isn't that right deary?" She says as she turns to Gall who replies obediently "...Yes Grandma..." and then goes silent again
Queen MotherYesterday at 9:37 PM
Miss Macey glared down at the old monster and felt herself coming unhinged, raging, raging, fucking raging on the inside. Her eyes flashed violet as she tried to read Gall's Aura, to see what was going on, to see if he was even in there. Her entire form was emitting a faint light, and a large crack had begun to form on her chest. "Good thing there's three of us..."
SilverSongYesterday at 9:38 PM
Belle runs in, staff clutched in hand and gasps seeing Gall in this state,”Oh Brother, my Brother, Gall!”She glared at the woman,”Nice to meet you, let me introduce you to my god damn hoof.”
TreeYesterday at 9:45 PM
"You would really do that to your own brother's grandmother?" She says in a mocking tone as she smirks before calmly walking over to Gall "As much as I would love to get to know Gall's sister and his girlfriend...I'm afraid I'll have to let him do the talking, isn't that right deary ?" She says raising her hand as suddenly the symbol glows brightly and Gall roars out loudly in pain as a loud sickening crunch is heard as another wing bursts out of Gall's back and the chains holding him down snap as his teeth grow long and fang like and his eye turns dark and demonic. Miss Macey could see Gall's aura swallowed up by the power surrounding him as he shakily gets to his feet, growling and snarling like a savage beast. Millicent smirks and points at them "Deary, please take care of them for your old grandmother won't you~?" She says in a kind voice with an evil smirk on her face as Gall only growls in response and charges the group at an inhuman speed
SilverSongYesterday at 9:55 PM
Belle lets out a combination of a scream and an operatic note and a thick shield of violet ice wall went in front of the three. She almost looks surprised by how big it is.
TreeYesterday at 9:58 PM
The wall doesn't last long as Gall slashes and hacks away at it with his claws before crashing through, snarling like an angry beast as he lunges for Belle only to get blocked by Garry's shield as he struggles to hold his ground as Gall pushes against his shield "G-Guy's he's really strong, I-I don't think I can ho-" He starts to say when Gall smacks him aside sending him flying into the nearby wall knocking him out as he drops his shield and it lands at the group's feet as Gall turns to glare at Macey and Belle
Queen MotherYesterday at 9:59 PM
Miss Macey gently put her hand in front of Belle, and when she looked down at her she looked... heart broken. "Make sure if I go down, he knows I didn't enjoy this at all." she murmured, procuring an astral spear from the crack in her chest and steps in front of her.
SilverSongYesterday at 10:03 PM
Belle nods and grabs the shield, running over to Garry to check him.
TreeYesterday at 10:04 PM
Garry was luckily just out cold groaning softly, meanwhile Gall turns to Miss Macey and snarls as he gets on all fours and lunges at her like a savage animal
Queen MotherYesterday at 10:05 PM
She ducked down to all fours to take his hit full force, and her claws screeched against the floor when he ran into her and shoved her back a few feet. She wrapped her arms around him and shoved the spear through one of his wings, attempting to pin him to the floor. "Gall, wait, wait wait!!!" she roared. "It's me! It's Macey!"
TreeYesterday at 10:08 PM
Gall roars out in pain as his wing gets pierced as he huffs and pants heavily glaring angrily at her before freezing for a moment as if he forgot something. For the briefest of moments Macey could see a flicker of Gall's aura inside the raging inferno of power but it was for only a second at he shakes his head and snarls again before pushing her off of him and swiping at her with his claws
SilverSongYesterday at 10:09 PM
Belle took note of his moment of hesitation.
Queen MotherYesterday at 10:11 PM
His claws raked over Miss Macey's face and down her neck and she shoved him against the floor. Her tail lashed as she drew back a hand and a light emitted from it. The blast would feel akin to acid splashing against his skin, but no outward damage could be seen. "I'm sorry, babe, just wake up so I don't have to hit you!" she begged.
TreeYesterday at 10:15 PM
Gall screams out in agony as he struggles for a bit before stopping as he stares up at her as his eye softens a bit "M...a....c...e...y...?" He says looking confused before Millicent finally pips up "Deary you stop playing with your friends and get back to work~" She says as Gall's expression turns back into his feral one as he snarls and attempts to snap at Macey(OH SILV I JUST HAD AN IDEA(WHAT IF GALL'S GRANDMOTHER KNOWS ABOUT THE KNOWONES?!
TreeYesterday at 10:19 PM
Millicent looks over at Belle and studies her for a bit before a look of realization hits her "Ah, so that's where I've seen you from deary! You're one of them!" She says with a nod "I had only read about them in legends since they've been gone for about 200 years now but I would have never guessed that there might be one here on Earth."
SilverSongYesterday at 10:22 PM
Belle looks thrown off,”Excuse me?”
TreeYesterday at 10:24 PM
She smirks evilly "You don't know do you deary? You have no idea what you are...what power you posses~" She says looking at Belle suddenly as if she had just found a new piece of meat to dissect
Queen MotherYesterday at 10:24 PM
"Yeah, double excuse me?" Miss Macey grunted, trying her best to keep Gall down. She wasn't as strong as she had hoped to be, and he managed to sing his fangs into her throat, making her choke and lurch upward suddenly. "Oh fuck-"
SilverSongYesterday at 10:27 PM
“MACEY!” She called out. The Staff sends a burst of energy up Belle’s arm as a voice rang through her head,’Go on. You know what to do.’ She takes a breath.
TreeYesterday at 10:28 PM
Gall snarls and pulls away blood dripping from his mouth as he stares down at her and goes to raise his claw to deliver the final blow only to freeze up for just a moment
SilverSongYesterday at 10:30 PM
“Gallius......” Belle says before gripping the staff.“GALL! PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!”
Queen MotherYesterday at 10:34 PM
Miss Macey let out a choked gasp as Gall pulled away from her and immediately clasped a hand over her throat. "Jesus.. fucking christ, where did you get the b-balls." she choked, making an astral sickle as fast as she could. When he froze up, she swiped down; effectively cutting his hand off in a single movement. No worries, she could stitch it back on with a spell later. For now, she just needed to weaken him enough that he wouldn't hurt Belle... she could feel herself bleeding out faster than she could move, and her vision was blurry.
TreeYesterday at 10:36 PM
Gall's hand falls to the ground with a thud as he screams out loudly in agony clutching his wrist tightly as tears well up in his eyes, only instead of water it was blood that poured down his cheeks
SilverSongYesterday at 10:38 PM
Belle was shocked at the sight.
Queen MotherYesterday at 10:43 PM
Miss Macey threw the weapon down and it dissipated, and her hands pulled awy from her throat as she grabbed Gall with both sets of claws, starting to squeeze him. She was crying too, and her grip was gettting weaker. "Belle, I hope that staff has some fire behind it." she choked out, blood spilling out of her lap and onto the floor. Her light was fading, and before too long she dropped Gall, falling to her knees. "Fucking hell."
SilverSongYesterday at 10:46 PM
Belle kicked the shield over to Macey before walking to Gall,”You missed movie night, Gall.....I found a great bootleg of the original cast for Heathers and we were gonna watch it and talk about how much we hate ourselves....” She says, the dark blue staff slowly turning the same color as her magic. She was trying to pull him out of whatever was eating him,”I don’t wanna hurt you.”
TreeYesterday at 10:48 PM
Gall turns to look at her still clutching his head as tears pour down his face as he gets pained tearful expression on his face "I-It hurts B-Belle...e-everything h-hurts." He says his voice sounding weak and strained as if he was straining to speak from far away
Queen MotherYesterday at 10:48 PM
"Keep hurting his- Gah- Emotions." Miss Macey rasped. She was laying down now, jaws working up and down as she tried to suck in air, but it was very evident she would die from her wound, and within seconds, she had stopped moving. It would take at least ten minutes for that life to end, and for her next life to start up.
SilverSongYesterday at 10:53 PM
She starts to sing a low, sad sounding song. “Doubt comes in And strips the paint Doubt comes in And turns the wine Doubt comes in and leaves a trace Of vinegar and turpentine Where are you? Where are you now? Doubt comes in And kills the lights Doubt comes in And chills the air Doubt comes in and all falls silent It’s as though you aren’t there Where are you? Where are you now?” As she sings, magic seeps from the staff and watery tendrils wrap around Gall, they were cold but it was a soothing cold. The emotion of the song was seeping into whatever power was trying to take Gall. At the same time, more water washed over Macey and began to heal her wounds.
TreeYesterday at 10:57 PM
Gall begins to calm down as his body begins to steam as some of the changes to his body began to reverse, his claws grew shorter, the long mane of hair shrunk down until it only went down to his shoulders, however no matter much magic she applied to Gall, he wouldn't turn back to normal. The only thing that changed was his eye turned back to its usual yellow however now his eye looked more like a cat's pupil.
SilverSongYesterday at 11:01 PM
Belle stopped singing and hugged Gall tightly.
TreeYesterday at 11:02 PM
Gall weakly hugs her back as he begins to shake and sob softly into her shoulder "I-I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." He mutters over and over again as he sobs softly
SilverSongYesterday at 11:03 PM
“Shhhh, it’s ok, Bro.” She says gently, glaring at Millicent.
TreeYesterday at 11:06 PM
Millicent steps back from them in shock as she stares at Gall who eventually slowly pulls away from Belle's hug "D-Deary? Deary please listen to your grandmother...Gallius Hinikuni you will obey m-" She orders as Gall slowly walks over to her only to be cut off as Gall's hand is shoved through her chest as she stares at him in shock and mutters a faint "D-Deary...?" Before falling dead on the ground as Gall turns and begins to walk back to Belle before collapsing onto his knees
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:07 PM
Miss Macey's giant angelic form shuddered once as her life was restored to her, and she groaned as she began to stir. Her neck wound was closed up when she rose back to her feet, creating what looked like a giant, angelic bow, or perhaps a strange harp. She notched an astral arrow into it and pointed it at Gall. "Is he... fixed?" she asked, speaking only to Belle's thoughts.
SilverSongYesterday at 11:09 PM
‘In a sense....’ She thought back, hugging him tightly and doing her best to comfort him.
TreeYesterday at 11:09 PM
Gall weakly looks up at Macey and chuckles softly "Guess I'm not the only one who looks fucked up right now huh?" He mutters to her with a weak smile before passing out in Belle's arms as Garry slowly came to and sees Gall passed out and rushes over to him "I-Is he okay?!
SilverSongYesterday at 11:10 PM
“I think so....How about you? Anything broken, sprained, or bruised?”
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:11 PM
"I died, and you're asking if he's okay? Does he look okay??" Miss Macey snarled, lowering her weapon and gliding over to them. Her giant form crouched over the three smaller monsters, and her eyes began to water again. "C-Can I have him, please?"
SilverSongYesterday at 11:11 PM
She nods and holds him out to her.“In fairness, I did try to save you. It just wouldn’t take.”
TreeYesterday at 11:13 PM
"A bit of a headache but otherwise ok- IS HE MISSING A HAND?!" He says as Gall is passed over to Macey as he weakly wraps his arms around Myle and a faint "I'm sorry for missing date night..." could be heard
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:14 PM
Miss Macey choked back a sob as she gently took Gall in her hands and pressed him to her chest. She began to shrink down out of her True form as she remembered to replace her Glamour and her hexes, and when she was back to normal size she hugged him as close as she could, crying and kissing on his face feverishly. "I'm sorry I cut off your hand, babe. I'll get you a new one." she promised through her tears.
SilverSongYesterday at 11:20 PM
Belle looked down at the bloody mess and followed the trail of blood back to Millicent, she went over to the body and stared at it quizzically,”What were you talking about, Lady?” She said out loud.
TreeYesterday at 11:24 PM
She coughs weakly and takes a moment to stare at Belle "Y-You really don't know about your kind...a-about the Knowones?" She asks weakly her life slowly fading as blood drips out of her wound
SilverSongYesterday at 11:26 PM
She raised an eyebrow, Dahl had said that name before, she just thought he was insulting her,”No Ma’am. But it seems I won’t be getting answers from you.”
TreeYesterday at 11:27 PM
She chuckles weakly as she slowly shakes her head "Deary...you're not listening, they are called the Knowones. You must learn to listen when an elder is speaking..."
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:28 PM
"Hey, Genius. She's saying it like to 'Know' something. Know-One." Miss Macey sniffled. She was ugly-crying all over Gall's, poor thing.
SilverSongYesterday at 11:30 PM
“I get it.” She said flatly before looking back at Millicent,”I would ask questions, but I don’t think you have much time left.”
TreeYesterday at 11:32 PM
Gall was out cold in her arms blood tears dripping down his cheeks, he looked a bit pale as his dismembered arm hung limply from his side as Millicent chuckles and nods "Yes deary I'm afraid I can't answer your questions, but as a parting gift, feel free to look through my room there are a few books that mention your kind in there...and if possible...tell my dear Millie...I'm sorry..." She mutters before she finally passes as Garry glares at her "As if she would accept your apology after what you've done to her son..."
SilverSongYesterday at 11:34 PM
“I’ll tell her.....May judgment be fair to thee.” She says in a shockingly respectful tone.
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:35 PM
"Hey, where....w-where's my baby's hand? I need to put it back on his arm before he bleeds out." Miss Macey sniffed, pressing her muzzle to Gall's head in a strange sort of kiss.
SilverSongYesterday at 11:37 PM
Belle turns around and picks up the severed hand,”Here it is.” Something in her head told her to use her teeth, she gives the hand to Macey before digging around in her purse,”Here’s a first aid kit, too.”
TreeYesterday at 11:39 PM
"I uhh should I call the cops or something? I feel like they should clear this place out or something, anyone know a cop?" Garry asks as he watches Gall get patched up nervously
SilverSongYesterday at 11:39 PM
“My boyfriend’s a cop.”
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:41 PM
"I got a few crooked ones on the eastside." Miss Macey offered, taking the hand and the first aid kit. She started a simple, but very much illegal spell to stitch Gall's hand back on and reconnect the sinews, tendons, and muscles. It wasn't the best job in the word, but in a few days he'd have his hand back to normal in no time. Possibly with side effects.(edited)
SilverSongYesterday at 11:43 PM
Belle reaches into her purse once again and pulls out a small vial, she pushes her fang against the edge and shimmering gold liquid came out. It filled a little of it and Belle looked surprised,”I didn’t think that’d do anything. Here, this might help him recover.” She held out the vial of Gold Venom to Macey.
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:48 PM
Miss Macey had a very sudden, shocking realization, and she hissed through her teeth as she took the vial. "Oohhhh my god you're Cadie-bugs sister. Holy shit." she whispered, tilting the vial to Gall's mouth and tipping in a single drop. "Jesus fucking hell. Holy fuck nuts. Damn. What??? What- You're a- okay."
SilverSongYesterday at 11:49 PM
“You know Arcadia? She’s actually my cousin.”
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:49 PM
"She's my druauaaa Driving Instructor, she helps me get used to a new car whenever I buy one." Miss Macey said quickly. "Yeah, I know her."
SilverSongYesterday at 11:50 PM
“So that’s what she does. Huh.” She said with a shrug.
TreeYesterday at 11:52 PM
"Think she could teach me how to drive?" Gall groans as he finally starts to wake up "Cause after today I'm not walking anywhere ever again..."
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:53 PM
"Baby cakes!!!" Miss Macey gasped, crushing his face into her boobs and starting to cry all over again. "Oh thank god!! I thought I was gonna lose you for a minute!"
SilverSongYesterday at 11:53 PM
She half laughed,”Sure. I’ll see what she can do, Bro Bro.”
TreeYesterday at 11:55 PM
Gall struggled to breathe as he weakly flails trying to get Miss Macey to loosen her grip before finally pulling himself free and gasping for air "G-Guess you really missed me huh?" He says trying to tease her before he tears up and gives her a sad smile "I-I'm sorry for worrying your honey" He mutters before hugging her tightly
SilverSongYesterday at 11:56 PM
“I’ll give you two a minute. C’mon, Garry, let’s give them some space.”
TreeYesterday at 11:57 PM
Garry nods as he sighs softly and gets to his feet "Uhh didn't the old bitch mention some books you might want? Maybe we should search her room for them, so at least some good can come from all this."
SilverSongYesterday at 11:57 PM
“My thoughts exactly.”
Queen MotherYesterday at 11:59 PM
"You ever scare me like that again and I'm turning you into a vintage leather purse for a week." Miss Macey said as she shifted and helped Gall to his feet. "Oh, my darling demon, what did she do to you?" she whimpered, cupping his face gently with her hands.
October 15, 2018
TreeToday at 12:04 AM
He groans softly as he shakily gets to his feet "From what I'm starting to remember nothing out of the ordinary for her. Just trying to tap into my buried demonic powers and turn me into a killing machine under her control. You know just normal Grandmotherly things." He says with a sarcastic chuckle before he gives her a sad and slightly scared look "I was almost too far gone, Macey. I-I felt like everything that was me was being burned away. E-Everything hurt, a-all I could see was darkness, I-I felt like any moment I would be swallowed whole and then I would be gone...no more Gall just a monster..." He says as tears stream down his face as he shakes softly
SilverSongToday at 12:08 AM
Belle could hear this as she and Garry walked to Millicent’s room. She wanted to put this whole ordeal behind her.
Queen MotherToday at 12:10 AM
"If it makes you feel any better, you snapped out if without having to kill yourself or anyone else." she said, leaving out the fact that he had accidentally rippd her throat open. "You're okay now, sweetie..." she purred softly, hugging him against her gently and running a calming hand up and down his back. "Hey... you want a double Gordita crunch wrap from Haco Taco?" she asked him. "You love those!"
TreeToday at 12:13 AM
"Make it three, I haven't eaten since yesterday." He says not realizing he's actually not eaten for two days since he lost a day while under his grandmother's control "...A-Also..c-can I stay at your place tonight? I-I don't feel safe being alone right now. I-If not I can ask Belle or Garry if it's too much of a hassle." - Garry also listened from outside clenching his fists tightly as he tries to control his anger. He was supposed to be Gall's best friend, the one who would keep him safe, yet he couldn't even keep him safe from a senior citizen. He tried to distract himself before searching through the room as he tosses books off the shelf over his shoulder in Belle's general direction "Any of these any good?"
SilverSongToday at 12:16 AM
“I have no idea. My best option is to take everything and study it at home where I’ve got my own protective wards set up.” She says, placing her purse on a nearby table and opening it. Looking inside, you could see absolutely nothing......not even a bottom to the relatively small handbag.
Queen MotherToday at 12:17 AM
"Of course you can stay the night with me!" Miss Macey huffed. "Please, after this? You aren't leaving my sight unless it's to go pee. Got that?"
TreeToday at 12:21 AM
"Yes ma'am." He says with a large grin as he hugs her tightly "Just uhh...can you keep your doctor stuff in a closet or something? I think I just finally figured out why I'm scared of needles." He says turning around to point at various tools and needles on a nearby table unaware that on his back carved in with a knife was the very demonic symbol that had was on the floor, slightly ruined by the two demonic wings folded up on his backGarry glances over her shoulder into the bag as he gets a curious look on his face "How deep does this bag go?" He asks before fishing a quarter out of his pocket and dropping it in
SilverSongToday at 12:23 AM
“Not sure. Think of it as a Bag of Holding. As long as I can carry it, it’ll hold it.” She says, looking over the titles,”It’s heavy, so it’s hard to steal. Go ahead, try picking it up.”
Queen MotherToday at 12:24 AM
"Do you want to keep those wings?" Miss Macey asked, hoisting Gall into her arms and heading for the cellar door to get out. "I can have a surgeon get them off if you don't want them."
TreeToday at 12:25 AM
He gives her a confused look before glancing back over his shoulder and flexing his wings "Wait when did I-? Right right demonic stuff and uhh I think I'll keep them. Like I said, I'm not walking anywhere after this so if they work then I'm flying."Garry nods and goes to try and pick up the bag one handed as he grunts and struggles to even lift it as he uses both hands and can barely lift it even a quarter of an inch off the table(edited)
SilverSongToday at 12:28 AM
She makes an amused sound,”Try seeing some scrawny purse snatcher take that.” She joked before grabbing an armful of books,”I might take some journals, if there are any. That way I can see what Granny Quack was up to.”
TreeToday at 12:29 AM
"Sounds like a good idea." He says with a nod before peeking out into the hall and seeing Gall and Macey heading towards the door "Here let's load up, looks like the lovebirds are trying to ditch us"
Queen MotherToday at 12:30 AM
"I will smoke your liver through my crackpipe hairball." Miss Macey growled. "Watch yourself..."
SilverSongToday at 12:31 AM
Belle snorts,”It’s been grand meeting you....though, I would’ve preferred better circumstances.”
TreeToday at 12:34 AM
Gall gets a look of realization as he looks between the two of them "OH right I uhh forget to introduce you guys. Bit late but I might as well do it now. Guys this is Myle Macey, my girlfriend. Myle this is Belle and Garry Charles. My Brother and sister...who are very understanding and won't tell either of my mothers what happened here today?" He says as he notices Garry crossing his arms and giving him a stern frown
SilverSongToday at 12:34 AM
“I make no promises.”
TreeToday at 12:36 AM
"Me neither." He says with a frown as Gall sweats nervously and chuckles nervously "H-heh heh well uhh I'm tired hungry and I'd really like to lie down how about we head home before we have to answer any questions!" He says quickly
Queen MotherToday at 12:36 AM
"How about they go to their homes and I take you home with me." Miss Macey suggested sternly, though her tone implied that it was more of a command.
SilverSongToday at 12:37 AM
“Fair enough. I’m packing up these books and bringing them to my place.”She finishes putting the books into her bag and closes it. She picks it up and goes to grab the staff.
TreeToday at 12:39 AM
"I think I'm gonna head home too, I need a nap. Gall call me later when you get home safe."
Queen MotherToday at 12:39 AM
"Well, Gall's friends, it was a pleasure meeting you." the white cat said as she cuddled Gall closer. "Unfortunately I hope I never have to see your faces again. Especially you, Hairball."
TreeToday at 12:41 AM
"Likewise Hairball, remember what I said." He says cracking his knuckles threateningly as Gall sighs "So much for introducing the love of my life to my friends." He mutters softly under his breath
SilverSongToday at 12:43 AM
Belle walks over,”Don’t be so optimistic.” She joked,”Hopefully, I’ll have answers. Either to your questions or mine.” She glanced down and saw that Macey still had Hecate’s magic bag,”Huh, you didn’t need it.....Might wanna hold onto that for later.”
Queen MotherToday at 12:51 AM
"Oh, definitely." she sneered. "God-tier items? No way I'm losing it."
SilverSongToday at 12:52 AM
Belle’s ears twitch and she looks into the room where Millicent is, she sees the Ares Shield disappearing,”I guess Ares needed his shield back.”
TreeToday at 12:55 AM
"Not like I had much use for a shield." Garry says with a shrug "I would probably end up using it as a plate and that would probably just piss him off" "You know you wouldn't have to do that if you washed some dishes." Gall says with a frown "Like how you haven't picked up your laundry in weeks now?" He says as Gall frantically tries to shush him
SilverSongToday at 12:57 AM
Belle just rolled her eyes, moving her bangs from her blind eye to scratch under it for a second,”Let’s go, before my adrenaline fueled brain remembers it’s afraid of dead bodies and copious amounts of blood.”
The End.
[Gall is now available for questions again]
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Part eight When I lost it all
Previously “It’s not safe for you. Pan might kill you.” “Pan? He’s just a boy and you’re the bad guy remember. Besides he said I was the key. So even if he was a bad guy he couldn’t hurt me.” Hook raised his eyebrow. “I don’t know what story you read, but Peter Pan is everything but an innocent boy.” He replied. “If you two are after the same thing, we’ll cross paths again. Just remember what I said about pirates and start acting like one.” I winked at him and with the support of Micah I passed him.
“Finally!” I recognized the voice with the slightly British accent. “I already started to think something went wrong.” “For someone who loathes pirates I wouldn’t have thought to ever find you on your own ship.” I was in the cabin of another ship on the other side of town. Peter Pan sat on the desk with his legs crossed underneath him. It was John. Peter Pan was the boy who sat down with me outside the Geppetto tavern. He told me his name was John and gave me the book with the poison on it. “You can go now.” Peter ordered Micah. “What about my daughter?” He asked. “Don’t worry about her. You’ve kept your end of the deal. Now shoo.” Peter waved his hand. “You are totally different.” I sat down aghast. Peter smiled showing his young teeth. “Tell me. Different how?” “First you poisoned me. Second you threatened innocent families. And third you’ve had me kidnapped.” I named. “Families are full of pretend.” Peter said obviously disgusted. “Then why did you take Wendy to Neverland to be a mother to your lost boys?” It’s like my favorite fairytale is just turned the other way around. Like Peter Pan was the villain and Hook was the good guy? But still Hook was a Pirate and pirates are bad, so the story isn’t turned around entirely. Maybe each gave a piece of themselves to the other. Like Peter gave some of his goodness to Hook and Hook gave some of his evilness to Peter? I know it’s a weird theory, but it’s the only thing that kinda made sense right now. “Seems like you and Hook cozied up.” Peter Pan smiled, but I saw that underneath that pretentious smile I had hit a nerve. “He didn’t tell me anything about you. Only thing he told me that not everything I thought I knew about you was true.” “That good old Hook.” Peter laughed. “Still afraid every time he sees a shadow in the water. He is just so paranoid for that crocodile.” “Yeah, real funny.” I shook him out of his thoughts. “What happened to Wendy. Since I don’t know the facts. Why don’t you just straighten them out for me?” “Why do you want to know so bad?” He asked suspicious. “No need to think anything of it. I’m just curious. And besides it looks like we have the time.” I sat down on the couch. “Why not.” Peter smiled. I knew there was at least one thing that was the same: his cockiness. That was one of his remarkable trades that I found somewhat comforting to know it was the same. So he began his story. One windy night he decided. He had been at Wendy’s window a few times and needed to get closer to the girl that told the most remarkable stories. This night she told about Cinderella who had lost her glass slipper fending off evil pirates. Peter had been so intrigued that after the night lights were out he entered the room. At first he had no intention of bringing Wendy with him, but she told him she knew many stories she could tell the lost boys, who were still back in Neverland. Of course he thought of the idea to bring Wendy to Neverland as rather clever. Unfortunately he had to take the two little brothers John and Michael too. During their stay in Neverland Wendy and her brothers slowly began to forget their parents. Just as it always happened in Neverland. At one point Wendy decided it had been enough. Together they had fought Hook and whispered funny things to the stars, but there was still something missing for Wendy. With great reluctance he took Wendy, her brothers and even the lost boys back to London where Wendy’s house was. Peter told Wendy he would visit, but the time goes on so different in Neverland than it does in the real world. And by the time Peter came to visit Wendy, she was gone. Wendy left a hole in his heart and without the lost boys he was all alone in the joys that Neverland brought. So he made a deal with Captain James Hook. Peter could help Hook leave Neverland, in return Hook had to bring children. Lost boys.   “So why do you need the fountain of youth?” This story was beyond my imagination. The story I knew was somewhat the same, but what happened after the ending of the book is what is happening right now. I smile thinking about the fact that I’m in the sequel. Not that anyone could write something as good as the words that magically formed on the paper JM Barrie touched. I believed he was a true artist. Anything that would lie next to his work would just, fade. “Everything in Neverland, as you may know, runs on imagination.” Peter Pan explained. “But lately the imagination is starting to run out.” “How could anyone run out of imagination, besides growing up of course.” I wondered. “I think we’ve bonded enough for now.” Peter declared. I was brought to a cell below deck where I had to fend of the hungry rats crawling around. Luckily I still had the dagger Hook gave me so I could easily kill them. The weird thing is that I got more and more of my strength back over time. Was that just before I was going to drop dead? You sometimes see those really sick animals who suddenly act all fine and the next day you find them dead. Maybe this is the same thing. Ugh I really needed to stop thinking so much. Still it’s the only thing I’ve got to do, besides killing rats of course. The whole night I couldn’t close my eyes. Too afraid to wake up to a rat eating me alive. It gave me some time to think about Carlos. Mostly my head kept spinning around the fact that he was still alive, instead of decomposed in a coffin somewhere deep under the ground. I still loved him. Maybe I rather had him dead, how awful that may sound. I had mourned him, passed on. The grieve had been like a cold wind that was wrapped around my heart. I couldn’t see it, but I felt it. Especially at night when I was alone with my thoughts which always brought me back to Carlos. That’s when the wind, wrapped around my heart, tightened and I could feel my heart being squeezed. Carlos had been there for me as long as I could remember. We started dating when I was 15, he was 17. Two years later my parents died and the only one I had left was Carlos. Then one year later on my 18th birthday he disappeared. Months and months I’ve searched for him and after a year I buried an empty coffin. I remember how he promised to never leave me because we both had nobody else. He had grown up in foster care, but stayed at my house most of the time. He helped me grieve my parents, but after he “died” I had no one to grieve him. And now on my 24th birthday, five years after I buried Carlos, I found him again. You would think that the heart magically mended itself when such a thing happened to you, but it felt as if with every heartbeat another piece skipped about. I know I cannot survive going through losing him again. Maybe it is just for the best that I keep believing he is dead. And pretend that seeing him was all just a bad dream that lingered long after I was awake.   I tried to think of another topic, but the only other thing on my mind was Hook. How this crazy adventure has unfolded in just a few days. Already I found people that I cared about. Alf mason and Cecco and maybe even Hook. I have always been intrigued by pirates. Loved the way they were bad and double crossed everyone and ended up doing the wrong thing in the right way. My words don’t even make any sense. Hook. I didn’t completely trust him, but at the same time I wanted to. He was unpredictable, just like I was. I don’t even always know what I’m going to do before I do it. Still I know what my actions and thoughts are, but with Hook I just can’t seem to get a hang on his thoughts. One moment he seems to care and the next I’m just an asset. I do trust Alf Mason and Cecco. They are pirates, but I sense they have good hearts. I kinda feel like I belong on that ship. Just being one of the guys. I wonder what my role is in all this. Why would they need me to find the fountain of youth? Is it because I wasn’t born here? Wouldn’t Peter need the map and compass to find the island? Being alone this long without anything to do was driving me insane.
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Klaroline in Nola chapter 8
For @caritobear who I usually give sneaks peeks for the chapter during the week but I didn’t give any sneak peeks for this chapter. @scarlet-fire1918 for suggesting the names for Katherine’s family. @delightfullysunny and @angelbuffyandouataremylife
Xxx
Caroline comes out of the kitchen with a mug of blood she goes past the living room and hears noises she pops her head in the room and screams and drops her mug when she sees someone sitting in front of the tv watching cartoons.
Klaus woke up and put his arm on Caroline’s side of the bed to kiss her and she wasn’t there. He’s looking around the room when he hears a scream and glass brake. Everyone heard and vamps downstairs and sees Caroline in the doorway “ What’s wrong my love?”
Caroline points to the blonde girl in a black dress staring at them. Klaus looks over at the empty coffin then back at the girl. “ Your the girl in the coffin, Who are you?”
“ Don’t break my heart and tell me you forgot me.”
Klaus gets in her face. “ As you saw in 1914 I have no problem killing people. I have put a dagger in all of my siblings hearts and have killed both my parents. I will kill you too if you don’t tell me your name.”
The girl brings her hand up and makes a fist all the Mikaelsons goes down on their knees Klaus holding his head Caroline bends down next to him to try to smooth him while Katherine and Stefan kneel next to Elijah and Rebekah. “I am your older sister Freya Mikaelson.”
She releases her hand and stops Klaus’ brain from exploding. Elijah looks at Klaus to make sure he’s ok he is leaning on Caroline then up at Freya. “ That’s impossible mother always said when I asked about you that you died of the plague.”
Freya raises her hands and the Mikaelsons see Freya being taken away. Esther shouting at a hooded figure do not take my child.
“ I never died our mother sold me before I was even born. I have spent the last thousand years dreaming of my siblings wishing I knew them. I have searched for you all for centuries I was at the Christmas party because I wanted to finally see my siblings talk to them.”
Rebekah looks over at Kol. “ Kol you went on a date with our older sister.”
Kol goes to speak but Freya speaks instead “ I wasn’t his date.”
Kol motions to Freya “ See not a date and you talked with our older sister and didn’t even know. Besides she was the only witch in town I couldn’t charm into working for me. I just thought she fancied the ladies.”
“ I actually I already have someone who loves me very much but when I came here to find you guys I had to say goodbye to him.”
“ She really is Bekah’s sister out of her coffin and a couple hours later already has a boyfriend. Just like Bekah you were out of your coffin how many minutes before you jumped Stefan’s bones.”
Rebekah reaches over Stefan and hits Kol who sticks his tongue out at her. “Rebekah, Kol.”
Both younger Mikaelsons look at Elijah. “ This is not time for fighting.”
“ I look forward to getting to know my siblings better and their significant others.”
Klaus puts his arm across Caroline “ You were in that witch asylum for a reason what was it?”
“ I need a place to stay and be undisturbed while I slept for a hundred years. The night of your Christmas party was the last night I was alive. The witch who took me put a spell on us we sleep for a hundred years and are awake for one.”
“ Who might I ask took you.”
“ Our aunt Dahlia.”
Caroline looks over at Klaus “ You never mentioned an aunt Dahlia.”
“ I didn’t even she existed.”
“ Please tell me she is not on her way here to kill us I would like to go one day without someone trying to kill us.”
Freya looks at baby vampire that her brother still has an arm over. “ Who are you and who are these other people.”
Caroline puts on her best miss mystic smile “ Caroline Forbes, that’s Stefan Salvatore, Katherine Pierce, and Nadia Petrova Katherine’s daughter.”
Freya nods she has heard of Katherine Pierce from trying to find her siblings she knows they hate each other so she doesn’t know why Katherine is in here. “ Dahlia only wants new born Mikaelsons and since you are vampires your safe.”
Xxx
Caroline and Rebekah take Freya upstairs to get her a room while everyone else goes about there morning. “ We can go shopping later and get you clothes.”
Caroline leaves but Rebekah stays. “ I believe your my older sister. Nobody willingly says they are a Mikaelson unless they are a Mikaelson or in love with one.”
Freya looks at her younger sister she never thought she would find her siblings and now she has she is so happy. “ Does Stefan love you I saw the way you two acted around each other.”
Rebekah smiles. “ Yes he does.”
Xxx
Caroline goes into their bedroom and Klaus is coming out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. She just leans in the doorway of the room watching him he hasn’t seen her yet. “ Enjoying the show my love?”
Caroline smiles at him and walks over to him “ Very much. So what do you think of your new sister?”
“ I don’t like her.”
“ She’s your sister, she fits into the Mikaelson family very well.”
Klaus raises his eyebrows and Caroline nods “ When a Mikaelson is threatened their first instinct is to kill. You threatened to kill her and she gave you an aneurysm. She has been looking for you guys for a thousand years.”
Klaus leans down to kiss her and his phone rings “ I’m going to kill whoever is on the other end.”
Caroline laughs and he looks down at the caller id. “ It’s Marcel.”
Xxx
Kol needed to get some air learning that your dead long lost sister is alive and in front of you is a lot to take in first thing in the morning. He ends up at the church. He goes up to the attic and Davina is still in bed she just woke up. “ Kol what are you doing here. What’s wrong?”
Davina pats the other side of the bed and Kol smiles and sits on the bed. “ The coffin we found yesterday the woman is my older sister she’s awake. Her name is Freya. We were all told our older sister died of the plague and her body had to be burned so the disease wouldn’t spread. When she ‘died’ only my older brother Finn was alive our mother was pregnant with Elijah. After we thought Freya died our parents moved Finn and Elijah to Mystic Falls.”
“ I got you a present.”
Davina looks excited but they hear footsteps on the stairs “ Marcellus always has to interrupt.”
“Why are you still in bed?”
“I was reading and I wanted to be comfy.”
Marcel stands at the bottom of the bed “ How are you feeling after last night.”
Davina half smiles at him “ I’m good. Was there something you needed I was about to get dressed.”
“ I just wanted to make sure you were ok. Has there been any movement with the witches?”
“ No they know I can sense it if they do.”
Marcel leaves and Kol comes out of the shadows “ I’m going to get you out of here soon darling somewhere only we know and Marcel can’t find you.”
Davina smiles at him “ Before Marcel interrupted us you said you had a present for me.”
“ Yes actually a couple presents. First last night after we found Freya we were waiting for a witch another witch named Vincent to come and try to open the coffin he couldn’t but while we were waiting for him I snuck into Klaus room and found my diamond.” Kol pulls a big diamond out of his pocket “If you hold this while your doing spells it will harness your magic. My second gift is I’m taking you out tonight.”
“ Like on a date.”
Kol nods “ Yes you deserve it darling for all you have been through and how you have helped my family.”
Xxx
Klaus gets off the phone with Marcel and finds Caroline in the kitchen showing Freya how the coffee machine works. “ My love a word.”
Caroline turns around and nods Freya looks between them when she saw her siblings in 1914 Klaus was not protective of anyone and now he is protective of Caroline and calls her my love.
When Freya awoke she sensed that there was so much love In this house. She walked around and peeked into all the rooms she saw Caroline had her head on Klaus chest and his arms were holding her tight. She saw Rebekah had her arm over Stefan waist. Katherine was snuggled into Elijah’s arms.
“ Are you two married?”
Both blondes turn to Freya “ Excuse me?”
“ Perhaps one day.”
Caroline turns towards Klaus shocked “ Are you saying you want to marry me?”
“ I’m saying that the idea of calling you Mrs Mikaelson pleases me very much.”
Caroline smiles up at him “ Well if you do ask I will say yes. Now what did you want to ask me?”
Klaus motions with his head to follow him.“ Why can’t you just say it in front of Freya too after all she is a Mikaelson.”
“ I don’t trust Freya anyone can create an illusion.”
“ Brother I knew you were going to be hard to convince but I just want to know my family.”
Xxx
Rebekah is in the shower and Stefan comes up behind her and kisses her shoulder. Rebekah smiles and turns around. “ I have to say I’m starting to like jealous Stefan.”
“ This isn’t jealously I’m just showing my girlfriend how much I love her.”
Rebekah smiles and kisses him.
Xxx
Klaus brings Caroline into the living room “ Marcel is hosting a party tonight he’s invited Rebekah and I.”
“ What do you want me do?”
Klaus smiles at her so willing to go along with their plan he loves it. “ Be my plus one tonight help me sabotage him.”
Caroline nods “ Are we to plan b yet?”
“ No plan b is always on the horizon dealing with us but we’re not there yet.”
“ I don’t know if I’m ready for war.”
Klaus smiles down at her and kisses her forehead “ You will shine in war you are the fiercest most beautiful vampire I know.”
Caroline smiles up at him and kisses him “ If I’m going to a party tonight I’m going to need a dress.”
Xxx
Caroline goes back into the kitchen Rebekah is talking with Freya. Rebekah’s phone rings and it’s a text from Marcel “ I really hate pretending I still have feelings for Marcel.”
Caroline puts her arm around Rebekah’s shoulders “ Nik said war is on the horizon. So you don’t have to pretend much longer how does Stefan feel about this.”
Rebekah lays her head on Caroline’s shoulder. “ He’s jealous that Marcel is clearly still in love with me but I love Stefan have seen the 20’s.”
“Stefan knows how much you love him. I think all the betrayals Elena and Damon have caused him have left him broken.”
“ When we found him in the twenties he was alone, had no humanity, and was a ripper.”
Caroline smiles down at her best friend “ And yet you love him despite all of that. Elena never accepted him for that neither did Damon.”
Xxx
Rebekah finds Stefan in the upstairs hallway she kisses him “ You know I love you right.”
“ Yes.”
“You know I would never betray you right.”
Stefan nods he has a weird feeling about this “ Rebekah what is going on?”
Rebekah takes a breath she knows he isn’t going to like this “ For our plan to work I need to flirt with Marcel convince him I still love him and want him. I flirt with him during the day but at night I’m all yours.”
“I wish you didn’t have to do this.”
“ Me either but Marcel trusts me more than Nik. Only because he’s still in love with me I have to go. Be my date tonight for the party?”
Stefan nods and kisses her. He hates that Rebekah has to do this but it’s critical for the plan.
Xxx
Marcel is getting his pants hemmed and Thierry is sitting in the corner talking to him. “ A couple more night walkers were killed.”
“That’s ten this week.”
“Maybe the Mikaelsons are planning something killing your guys making you defenseless.”
Klaus leans in the doorway “ And just when I thought we were past the whole toxic bite problem you accuse my family of murder and plotting to take down my old friend.”
Thierry looks at Marcel annoyed written all over his face “ Your just letting them run free and come and go as they please.”
Klaus doesn’t like Thierry when they take over Thierry will either be the first killed or the first to be bled of vervain and compelled to serve the family he hasn’t decided yet. “ My family did build this town and this home we also lived here.”
Marcel doesn’t want his friend bite again “ Ok you guys know the drill Thierry inner circle Klaus my sire and a guest. What do you need my brother want me to take one of the blondes off your hands.”
Klaus has to literally hold himself back from attacking Marcel it is taking all of his willpower. “ I got your text your hosting a party tonight what’s the occasion.”
“ You’ve invited the originals to your party tonight half our guys think the sister killed those night walkers and the other half think it’s the blonde he parades all over town with.”
Klaus doesn’t hold back this time “ Was that an accusation against an original and a protégé of an original.”
Klaus charges at Thierry Marcel gets in the middle of them “ What did I say about peace.”
Marcel walks out with Klaus “ It’s a charity event. I give the mayor money he lets us feed as long as we don’t kill. It’s good for tourism and everyone has fun.”
Xxx
Katherine and Nadia are walking on bourbon street doing a little shopping getting to know each other. “ You already know I’m dating Elijah but what about you is there a special someone in my daughters life.”
Nadia looks down embarrassed “ He’s name was Gregory but we wanted different things in different places I wanted to find you here and he wanted to find Silas in Mystic Falls.”
“Why would he want to find to Silas?”
“He was a traveler.”
Katherine looks over at her “ Like mother like daughter your father was a traveler so was my father. So were we before we turned. Traveler magic is tricky they can travel themselves into other people they can only be killed with a special knife. Travelers can’t settle anywhere they desperately want a home.”
They are walking past a slushy cart when Katherine stops “ Oh my god.”
Nadia puts her arm on her moms back “ What’s wrong.”
Katherine points to the crowded streets. “ I just saw your father and grandfather.”
Nadia looks for someone that would look out of place in the crowd but doesn’t see anyone. “ That’s impossible Klaus killed my grandfather and my father would be dead too.”
Katherine nods and looks up at her “ I know. Why would I be seeing them I don’t have a werewolf bite.”
Xxx
Caroline takes Freya shopping to get her clothes but before they can go Caroline wanted to say hi to Davina. Caroline gets the attic room but Freya is stuck outside. Both Kol and Davina are on the bed talking “ Who is that?”
“Darling I would like you to meet my not so dead older sister Freya.”
While Kol is waiting for Davina and Freya to try on dresses Caroline escapes earlier that morning Caroline had called Vincent and asked him if he knew any of the witches who own shops in the quarter he told her yes and her name was Katie and that there were rumors that she was in love with a vampire.
Caroline goes into a voodoo shop and is looking around. Katie comes out of the back room carrying a box and notices Caroline looking at a necklace “ That is filled with marigold great for attracting the opposite sex. It would also look great on you.”
“ I bet it would look even better on you.”
Katie looks down shyly. Caroline pretends to be shocked “ Or is there someone already in your life. If I’m going to buy it I have to know it works.”
“ It works and there is someone I’m in love with him.”
Caroline goes over to the counter “ Tell me more and I’m buying a couple for my friends so we can all be as in love as you are with your mystery man.”
Katie looks around the shop to make sure they are alone she feels like she can open up to Caroline “ This can’t leave this shop.”
Caroline nods “ Cross my heart.”
“ He’s a vampire.”
“ Star crossed lovers just like Romeo and Juliet.”
Xxx
Marcel took Rebekah to this cave like thing full of vampires behind brick walls “ You bring me to the most romantic spots.”
“This is the garden where I send vampires who break my rules. It wasn’t always like this.” Marcel pulls out a blueprint from a hole in the wall and shows Rebekah.
It’s a beautiful two story house with Greek columns and a wrap around fence. “ It’s lovely why show me?”
“I made it for you it was supposed to be for us our happily ever after. I had the foundation already the night before construction was to start you fled with your brothers. Construction was put on pause and would resume when you came back but you never did. So now it’s a place for people who betray me.”
Xxx
“Elijah where’s Klaus”
Elijah can’t leave the house since he’s supposed to still be in Marcel’s custody he was in the study when Caroline came in “ In the cellar.”
Caroline vamps down to the cellar and finds Klaus with another vampire named Josh, A pitchfork leaning off to the side and another vampire tied up. “I told you to drain him how hard is that?”
“I’m not that good torturing someone.”
Caroline clears her throat “ Klaus a word.”
Klaus nods and takes the pitchfork and Impales the tied up vampire then turns to Josh and compels him" Keep doing this.“
Caroline brings him to the living room “First what is going on down there?”
“Building an army and infiltrating Marcel’s army. I kidnapped one and the other one is the new vampire Marcel turned I’ve compelled him to spy for me. Just like I will do with the other one.”
Caroline nods “Second if you’re going to be King does that mean I’m going to be Queen?”
Klaus nods. “Ok then today I’ve been embracing my role as queen and got you a present.”
Klaus looks impressed “ Do tell my love?”
“There is a witch in town runs a voodoo shop and guess who she is in love with I’ll give you a hint Marcel’s inner circle favors silly looking hats.”
Klaus smiles “Thierry. Speaking of Thierry he thinks you and Rebekah killed ten night walkers.”
“ That’s a lie Rebekah killed eight Stefan killed one and Kol killed a human. If I was going to kill anyone it would Camille.”
Xxx
Katherine and Nadia rush into Elijah’s study. “ We have a problem.”
Elijah can sees Katherine is shaking he and Nadia help her over to the couch he brushes a piece of hair behind her ear, and hands her his glass of blood and she finishes it. “ Katerina what happened.”
“ I saw my father Anton and Nadia’s father Marin in the quarter. We were walking down bourbon street talking getting to know each other and then there in the crowd of people was my father giving me his disappointed look and Marin just looking at me. They were both in 1490 clothes.”
Nadia is holding her moms hand Katherine is still shaking after seeing them Katherine didn’t have the best relationship with either man. Her father disowned her after she gave birth to Nadia and took Nadia away from her as soon as she was born. He was so disappointed in her. Katherine never told Marin she was pregnant with his child. Back then you get married and have a child and hope they make it through the winter. Katherine wanted more she got pregnant but didn’t want to marry Marin.
Elijah puts his arms around Katherine and kisses her trying to soothe her.
Xxx
Before they leave the house Klaus turns to everyone who is dressed up the girls in black dresses and the guys in black suits and all wearing masquerade masks “ We all know the plan we take out Marcel’s right hand man Thierry make Marcel lock him up in the garden. Caroline when Katie finds you asking you to help her free her love from Marcel’s punishment tell her she has to fight for her love.”
Everyone nods. Klaus had subtly suggested to Marcel that the witches killed his night walkers so Marcel sent Thierry and his guys to a rousting of the witches.
Xxx
Marcel’s vampires including Thierry are causing chaos in the quarter scaring the witches. Thierry sneaks off and sees Katie who runs to him and wants to know what is going on.
Thierry comes out of the shop and the vampire Klaus was draining earlier walks past him and Into the shop he drags Katie out screaming and bites her. Thierry lunges for him he throws the vampire to the side breaking a table and killing him.
Xxx
They enter the party Klaus and Caroline arm in arm everyone except Klaus and Rebekah are wearing masks. There are acrobats, dancers with exotic animals and confetti falling on the guests. “ This will be a excellent backdrop to what is going to happen tonight. Places everyone let’s begin.”
Kol takes Davina out the dance floor while Stefan asks Freya to dance and Elijah and Katherine join them. Rebekah goes over to Marcel. Cami walks in to the party dressed as an angel “ My love why is the annoying bartender from Rousseau’s here?”
Caroline smiles up at him “ Well I figured Rebekah wouldn’t want to be Marcel’s blonde distraction all night she would want some time to enjoy herself and dance with Stefan so i compelled Cami to come and when Rebekah wants to be with Stefan she gives me a sign and I compel Cami to flirt with Marcel from what Rebekah has told me Marcel seems to like her not as much as Rebekah but still.”
Klaus smiles down at her and kisses her “ You are a genius my love.”
“ I had a good teacher.”
Xxx
Marcel looks over at Rebekah ordering a drink “ Why is Camille here?”
“ I don’t know I didn’t invite her I wanted you all to myself. I forgot how handsome you look in a tux.”
Marcel leans in and whispers “ Why didn’t you come last night?”
“ I got held up forgive me.”
Marcel leans in and kisses her. Stefan without a mask on pushes Marcel back “ Get away from her. ”
Marcel lunges at Stefan but Rebekah holds him back “ Marcel don’t. What are you doing Stefan?”
“Showing you who the better man is.”
“The only reason I am not throwing him in the garden is because it would hurt you.”
While Marcel is fixing his suit Rebekah motions with her head to Caroline who compels Cami.
Xxx
Stefan disappeared after his little show with Marcel Rebekah finds him dancing with Freya with his mask on. “ What is wrong with you?”
Stefan turns around confused “ What do you mean I’ve been dancing with Freya while you were distracting Marcel.”
It’s Rebekah’s turn to be confused “ You interrupted me distracting Marcel and he almost sent you to the garden. How can you be in two places at once. If you were here then who interrupted us?”
“ I don’t know the only person who can look like someone else is Silas but Bonnie got rid of him.”
Xxx
Klaus took Caroline to the dance floor but is still looking around “ Looks like our plans are falling to place. This town will be ours and soon enough they won’t even remember what it was like ruling under such an incompetent lonely ruler. They will worship you love and if they don’t they will be killed.”
Caroline smiles into his shoulder “ Yhank you for healing me on my birthday telling me there is a whole world out there waiting for me.”
Klaus kisses her.
Xxx
Katie comes running Into the party looking for that customer she had today she seemed really nice and interested in her story. She finds Caroline “ I need your help you remember how I told you I’m in love with a vampire.”
Caroline nods. “ Marcel is going to punish him for killing a vampire to protect me.”
“ You have to fight for your love use your magic against Marcel. Save your vampire.”
Katie nods.
Caroline turns back to klaus who is behind her “ Just like dominoes.”
Xxx
Katherine and Elijah are dancing they both have masks on. “ I am impressed by Klaus plan. ”
“ I’m surprised he hasn’t killed you yet. The last thought I had as he was daggering me was I didn’t say goodbye to you.”
Katherine lays her head on his shoulder and kisses his neck. “ I’m a survivor. You should know that by now. I’m not that easily killed.”
Elijah kisses her forehead “ I know.”
Xxx
Marcel is dancing with Cami who is compelled to flirt with him. When Diego come up and whispers in his ear.
Marcel follows him to the entrance where Thierry Is. Klaus and company are watching this and klaus smiles. They see Marcel pin Thierry by the throat to the wall and Diego pull Marcel off him and say not here.
Cami is watching them when Caroline comes over to her and compels her again “ Go home.”
Xxx
Josh comes up to them and klaus hands him a piece of parchment.
Josh goes up to Marcel “ We found this at the witches shop.”
Josh hands Marcel the parchment and Marcel looks it over and realizes what this is the spell for making daylight rings.
“ Thierry stealing my spells and giving them to your girlfriend were you thinking of starting your own kingdom.”
“No Marcel I’ve never seen that before I’m still your friend.”
“Friends don’t lie or steal from each other. You certainly don’t take what is mine. Thierry I sentence you to one hundred years in the garden.” Xxx
Klaus watches as Marcel’s men drag Thierry out and smiles. Davina has been dancing with Kol they are both wearing mask but Davina is on edge she is in the same area Marcel is and at anytime he could find out she’s not in the attic and knows the originals. She squeezes Kol’s hand hard. “ Darling loosen the grip your going to break my hand.”
Davina grunts out “ I’m sorry three people are using magic I can feel it.”
Kol whistles and everyone surrounds Davina so nobody sees her. Freya is next to her “ Take my hand channel me it might make the pain a little easier.”
Davina is squeezing Kol’s hand and her other hand is holding Freya’s hand. “ We know Katie is doing her spell to save Thierry but you said three people who are the others?”
“ locator spell, and a clocking spell. There strong.”
“ It will be ok darling.”
Davina nods.
Elijah looks down at Davina who has her eyes closed and squeezing Kol’s hand so hard he actually has a couple broken fingers. “ Can you see there faces.”
“ No it’s too blurry.”
Freya who because Davina is channeling her can see what Davina sees can make out the faces. “ I can there’s a guy wearing fifteen century clothes and there’s a guy that looks exactly like Stefan.”
Katherine gasps “ They were real.”
Elijah rubs Katherine’s back while Nadia takes her moms hand.
Klaus looks over at Caroline and Stefan “ When we are done call Bonnie and find about what is going on in Mystic Falls and find out if Silas is still alive.”
Xxx
Outside on the street Marcel and his men are one there knees Katie is In front of them giving them aneurysms. Katie chants in Latin louder and the street lights explode.
Inside Caroline looks at Klaus “This is killing Davina we can’t stop the other people but we can stop Katie.”
“ When the time is right I will kill her solidifying Marcel’s trust in me.”
“ The time better be soon brother I don’t want to lose her she is the only good thing in this city.”
Klaus looks down at Davina who has know fallen to her knees and nods.
Klaus vamps out to where Marcel and his men are and as soon as Katie is going to kill Marcel klaus snaps her neck.
Xxx
Klaus enters his bedroom and Caroline is getting ready for bed “ Davina’s still alive the other people stopped their spells but Kol wanted to keep on eye on her so he’s sleeping in the attic with her. I called Bonnie she didn’t answer so Stefan called Damon who told us Silas is alive and a group of people called travelers want him dead.”
Klaus changing into sweats and getting in to bed “ So while we are taking the town back from Marcel we also have to worry about Silas who has decided to come to town and can take the form of anybody and read our minds plus travelers who want Silas dead.”
“ Yeah. Why can’t we just have one problem to deal with. First if your all going to work together you need to trust more than just me and Rebekah. Your going to have to accept Freya. She helped Davina tonight and she really just wants to get to know her siblings.”
“ I think about it.”
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