Post by Anne Porter on Jan 16, 2008 23:04:30 GMT -5
Serayna thought about what Dromio's face had looked like when she told him that she didn't love him... She remembered it perfectly. It was already two days ago...
[/i]"Dromio... I'm sorry that you heard it that way. Please Dromio... I'm really sorry." Serayna said. Dromio just turned away, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Dromio... Please. I meant to tell you sooner or later. It's not like I wasn't going to." Serayna muttered.
"But there was no hurry to tell me, was there?" Dromio said snidely. Serayna sighed and walked towards him, only for him to walk farther away, "Come on... it's not like you're my boy friend." Serayna explained.
"But I was crap near close to it!" Dromio bellowed turning around. Serayna's greatest fear was being yelled at. She hated it. And now she was being yelled at by the man she had, until recently, thought she loved. "So who is it you're in love with? Is it Garreth... Marcus? Who?" Dromio asked, venom ladened on his tongue.
"Panthris..." Serayna practically mouthed. But being the good listener he was, Dromio heard it.
"WHO!!!!!!??" He screamed.
"Panthris Hayden Gales!" Serayna screamed back. Dromio staggered back a few paces.
"Panthris!?! You're in love with my brother?!?" Dromio asked. His eyes were overwhelmed with anger and tears. Serayna sniffled, and nodded.
"It's not that I don't love you still. Just not as much as I used to. Dromio I'm sorry. You knew it wasn't going to work out." Serayna said, she walked forward and put her arms around Dromio.
"I want you to leave. I want you to leave and never come back. I demand that you leave this house. For as long as I live, you will never return." Dromio whispered threateningly. Serayna stifled a sob and nodded.
"Alright. Goodbye then, my dearest Dromio." Serayna whispered blankly as she turned away.[/i]
But that time was gone now, and here Serayna was two days in the future. Dromio risen from the dead and Panthris had disappeared. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't stand being around Anne and James for too long, she would grow weary; aware of the fact that no matter what happened, they always had each other, yet she would always be alone.
She figured she was just jealous. Anne was blissfully unaware of that. And no matter how hard or how little Serayna tried, she would never have another. No one to have, no one to hold... No one to say that you are not alone.
Serayna got up and walked towards the river. She splashed some water in her face and stared down at her reflection. She jumped back and screamed. That was not her reflection.
"What was that? In the water's reflection... Was that really... my reflection?" Serayna muttered to herself. "Am I really--" She started, but what was cut off by the sound of metal; like a knife being pulled from a sheath. She turned around, still crouching. In front of her stood a man, dressed in armor, a katana in his hands.
"Serayna Joel Evi, you are under arrest for the murder of Panthris Hayden Gales."
And now she knew, no matter what she did.
There wasn't anything more terrifying in the world.
No one to have, no one to hold.
No one to prove that she wasn't alone.
"Panthris is dead?" Serayna asked. The Knight nodded, his eyes narrowed towards. If she could see his face, she knew it would be a scowl.
"Yes, he's dead, murdered." The Knight said. There was something funny about his scent. Serayna couldn't tell what it was, but there was something... very unknightly about this fellow.
"He can't be! I saw him! Not two days ago! I was there at his house! And he was there! And we were both there together. Laughing, smiling! I was there with him! We were both together-- Alive!" Serayna stuttered. The Knight sneered.
"The perfect time for the murder, I suspect. He was found, throat slit and drugged last night. There's no telling who did it, but who better than the girl who 'loved' him-- the one he didn't love back." The Knight muttered. Serayna looked up, her teary eyes alert.
"No one said I loved him. No one said he didn't love me back. How would you know that, when I haven't even told my best friend that I love him?" Serayna asked, curiosity and suspicion leaking through her lips.
"That is evidence that I am not qualified to share. All that i know is that YOU were the last one Panthris saw before he died, and YOU are under arrest for the murder of Panthris Hayden Gale." The Knight spoke clear and true.
"No, she's not, Caliban." A voice said behind him. The Knight frowned and transformed before Serayna's eyes. Standing there now was Caliban, a good friend of Panthris. The one who had spoken was Anne, frowning, "She was not the last one Panthris saw before his murder. I was." Anne muttered. Caliban glared at her.
"You killed Panthris? He was like a brother to me!" Caliban shouted. Serayna stared at Caliban. She knew there was something wrong with this Knight, but that was because he was a shape-shifter. But there was also something wrong with this Caliban. Something... not quite right. This isn't Caliban. I don't trust him. Don't say anymore. Serayna thought. Anne took a half glance at Serayna, but that half glance was just enough. The Shape Shifter smiled and transformed into a cat, who ran off through the woods. Serayna smiled and howled. Changing into a werewolf, she quickly took off after the Cat. Anne whistled and a dragon leaped into view. Smiling, she mounted the Dragon and took to the skies, to watch the chase and catch the cat.
Serayna! He's going to the cliff... He's going to jump! Don't follow him-- NOOO!!!!! "NOOOOO!!!!!!! SERAYNA!!!!!" Anne screamed as Serayna jumped off the cliff. The silence that followed was taunting, eerie enough to drive a person mad. Anne didn't move from the spot she was in. She watched the sun sink down over the very cliff that Serayna had jumped over; somehow an irony within itself.
Anne opened two bright green eyes and looked up into the clear blue sky... A new reality was being born... A new dimension... A new world... A new way of life... She was new again... And not by choice...
A flash of shocking remembrance quivered down her spine and scuttled into her head. She shivered as her mind painted a perfectly detailed picture of that last clear, sunny day. A day all too similar to the one she had just found herself in... Left to wonder what was to become of this world she now lived in...
Serayna's disappearance had given her an entire new outlook of the world around her. She didn't have a best friend anymore... At least, not a girl. It seemed as if everyone she knew and loved was getting stolen away from her by the cruel truth of reality.
Serayna had disappeared... Became a missing person... Vanished. She was just gone... There was no trail for Anne to follow. No signs that Serayna was alive... No signs that she was dead. Anne felt hopeless.
That night, directly after Serayna's jump, Anne went to stand at the very edge of the cliff. She shouted into the sky and reached out with her mind for Serayna, but to no avail.
She stared into the darkness above, the full moon hung full and bright in the bountifully speckled skies.
She stared into the darkness below, she could've sworn she heard a dog whimpering in pain. She reached her mind out again, but there was nothing, no one around for hundreds and thousands of miles but her...
Not even a cat.
[/i]"Dromio... I'm sorry that you heard it that way. Please Dromio... I'm really sorry." Serayna said. Dromio just turned away, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Dromio... Please. I meant to tell you sooner or later. It's not like I wasn't going to." Serayna muttered.
"But there was no hurry to tell me, was there?" Dromio said snidely. Serayna sighed and walked towards him, only for him to walk farther away, "Come on... it's not like you're my boy friend." Serayna explained.
"But I was crap near close to it!" Dromio bellowed turning around. Serayna's greatest fear was being yelled at. She hated it. And now she was being yelled at by the man she had, until recently, thought she loved. "So who is it you're in love with? Is it Garreth... Marcus? Who?" Dromio asked, venom ladened on his tongue.
"Panthris..." Serayna practically mouthed. But being the good listener he was, Dromio heard it.
"WHO!!!!!!??" He screamed.
"Panthris Hayden Gales!" Serayna screamed back. Dromio staggered back a few paces.
"Panthris!?! You're in love with my brother?!?" Dromio asked. His eyes were overwhelmed with anger and tears. Serayna sniffled, and nodded.
"It's not that I don't love you still. Just not as much as I used to. Dromio I'm sorry. You knew it wasn't going to work out." Serayna said, she walked forward and put her arms around Dromio.
"I want you to leave. I want you to leave and never come back. I demand that you leave this house. For as long as I live, you will never return." Dromio whispered threateningly. Serayna stifled a sob and nodded.
"Alright. Goodbye then, my dearest Dromio." Serayna whispered blankly as she turned away.[/i]
But that time was gone now, and here Serayna was two days in the future. Dromio risen from the dead and Panthris had disappeared. She didn't know what to do. She couldn't stand being around Anne and James for too long, she would grow weary; aware of the fact that no matter what happened, they always had each other, yet she would always be alone.
She figured she was just jealous. Anne was blissfully unaware of that. And no matter how hard or how little Serayna tried, she would never have another. No one to have, no one to hold... No one to say that you are not alone.
Serayna got up and walked towards the river. She splashed some water in her face and stared down at her reflection. She jumped back and screamed. That was not her reflection.
"What was that? In the water's reflection... Was that really... my reflection?" Serayna muttered to herself. "Am I really--" She started, but what was cut off by the sound of metal; like a knife being pulled from a sheath. She turned around, still crouching. In front of her stood a man, dressed in armor, a katana in his hands.
"Serayna Joel Evi, you are under arrest for the murder of Panthris Hayden Gales."
And now she knew, no matter what she did.
There wasn't anything more terrifying in the world.
No one to have, no one to hold.
No one to prove that she wasn't alone.
"Panthris is dead?" Serayna asked. The Knight nodded, his eyes narrowed towards. If she could see his face, she knew it would be a scowl.
"Yes, he's dead, murdered." The Knight said. There was something funny about his scent. Serayna couldn't tell what it was, but there was something... very unknightly about this fellow.
"He can't be! I saw him! Not two days ago! I was there at his house! And he was there! And we were both there together. Laughing, smiling! I was there with him! We were both together-- Alive!" Serayna stuttered. The Knight sneered.
"The perfect time for the murder, I suspect. He was found, throat slit and drugged last night. There's no telling who did it, but who better than the girl who 'loved' him-- the one he didn't love back." The Knight muttered. Serayna looked up, her teary eyes alert.
"No one said I loved him. No one said he didn't love me back. How would you know that, when I haven't even told my best friend that I love him?" Serayna asked, curiosity and suspicion leaking through her lips.
"That is evidence that I am not qualified to share. All that i know is that YOU were the last one Panthris saw before he died, and YOU are under arrest for the murder of Panthris Hayden Gale." The Knight spoke clear and true.
"No, she's not, Caliban." A voice said behind him. The Knight frowned and transformed before Serayna's eyes. Standing there now was Caliban, a good friend of Panthris. The one who had spoken was Anne, frowning, "She was not the last one Panthris saw before his murder. I was." Anne muttered. Caliban glared at her.
"You killed Panthris? He was like a brother to me!" Caliban shouted. Serayna stared at Caliban. She knew there was something wrong with this Knight, but that was because he was a shape-shifter. But there was also something wrong with this Caliban. Something... not quite right. This isn't Caliban. I don't trust him. Don't say anymore. Serayna thought. Anne took a half glance at Serayna, but that half glance was just enough. The Shape Shifter smiled and transformed into a cat, who ran off through the woods. Serayna smiled and howled. Changing into a werewolf, she quickly took off after the Cat. Anne whistled and a dragon leaped into view. Smiling, she mounted the Dragon and took to the skies, to watch the chase and catch the cat.
Serayna! He's going to the cliff... He's going to jump! Don't follow him-- NOOO!!!!! "NOOOOO!!!!!!! SERAYNA!!!!!" Anne screamed as Serayna jumped off the cliff. The silence that followed was taunting, eerie enough to drive a person mad. Anne didn't move from the spot she was in. She watched the sun sink down over the very cliff that Serayna had jumped over; somehow an irony within itself.
Anne opened two bright green eyes and looked up into the clear blue sky... A new reality was being born... A new dimension... A new world... A new way of life... She was new again... And not by choice...
A flash of shocking remembrance quivered down her spine and scuttled into her head. She shivered as her mind painted a perfectly detailed picture of that last clear, sunny day. A day all too similar to the one she had just found herself in... Left to wonder what was to become of this world she now lived in...
Serayna's disappearance had given her an entire new outlook of the world around her. She didn't have a best friend anymore... At least, not a girl. It seemed as if everyone she knew and loved was getting stolen away from her by the cruel truth of reality.
Serayna had disappeared... Became a missing person... Vanished. She was just gone... There was no trail for Anne to follow. No signs that Serayna was alive... No signs that she was dead. Anne felt hopeless.
That night, directly after Serayna's jump, Anne went to stand at the very edge of the cliff. She shouted into the sky and reached out with her mind for Serayna, but to no avail.
She stared into the darkness above, the full moon hung full and bright in the bountifully speckled skies.
She stared into the darkness below, she could've sworn she heard a dog whimpering in pain. She reached her mind out again, but there was nothing, no one around for hundreds and thousands of miles but her...
Not even a cat.