“The magic..that we of the Razele line..and those before my sire ..perform..is called blood magic. You literally perform it with your own or a victims blood. I..I am still young…I was not taught very much of it…I can only tell you what I know..” I stared down at my hands, dirty and bloody. David studied me for a moment. “You lie.” I felt a sudden jolt and pain to my cheeK, dazed at the powerful hit. Danielle had struck me. “I..I swear.. I’m a hundred and thirty five. My sire taught me very litt-” with a yelp I was struck on my other cheek. I took deep breaths to calm the fire ready to burst from me. David sighed and held a hand to Danielle to stop. “Tell me what you know..share what this magic can do.” I sniffed and took a deep breath. “I perfected one spell..Acidic Touch is what it is called. I can simply focus my blood and make it pour from my fingers to burn someone…like acid…if we were on Sosaria….I could show you but…the..the magic doesn’t work here..” I wasn’t lying this time. He could see that.
Getting Back What Belongs to Us
Getting Back What Belongs to Us, Pt. 16
Time passed slowly, Cherry holding me through each second that went by. I could feel the hate within me, it had been awhile since I felt a hate this strong. Many, many years before Pandora calmed the storm of my mind perhaps. And now it was struggling to free itself once more, and how I wanted to let it loose. My magic did not work here, but I would destroy those who had shattered my family apart.
I did not move, I barely blinked even I planned and schemed. I stood no chance before these ancients but I would be damned if I would not try. Carrie, now Merida? These Draconian bastards would have their heads mounted upon my wall.
Madness is a very real problem in my line, I thought mine long gone. Cherry could see it writhing behind my eyes, dark as the depths of the ocean and perhaps that is why she tried so hard to calm me.
Nothing would stay my wrath. You do not piss off Va’lis Razele and walk away unscathed.
My daughters would be returned to me and held tight within my arms, or I would die.
There are no other alternatives. No other way for this to happen. If I had to rip the city apart, so be it.
Getting Back What Belongs to Us, Pt. 15
Mekare stood behind Maharet, her eyes barely able to look from the floor. She lived every day with the knowledge that her sister loved the very man that had raped her, that had cut out her tongue. She could not even look at him for she feared the rage would take over her soul. She respected her sister far too much.
Marius exited the room with much fanfare. He was in rare form tonight. Mekare wondered if the separation from Pandora that the world gates afforded us caused his instability for it was a rare occurrence that he would talk to the elders with such angst. He was almost always extremely respectful of all the First Brood.
When Maharet mentioned that she could not allow the deaths of the Romanus clan, it wasn’t a heartfelt sentiment that drove her conviction. It was the knowledge that this clan more than any other had the potential to survive the ages and blend into humanity, rather than destroy it. They were the future of our kind.
Getting Back What Belongs to Us, Pt. 14
When that sadistic bitch showed me the video my fears were livened. So they could touch them they could get to them easily. My heart broke. I really had no choice. I broke. What was held together before with glue and tape.. shattered again. So much for progress. I felt strong manly hands lift me. I didn’t fight this time. I let him carry me through the halls. I could hear Carrie’s cries for them to let me go. I knew Astoria life was hanging by a thread. I saw Danielle skipping in front of me and the man that carried me..”Hurry up with her Kirk. David will be so pleased!” I looked up at the man named Kirk. I knew if I fought he would snap me right in half. I stayed still and silent.
He placed me in a chair at a table facing David and Zeeke. Danielle explained to David silently I knew..he smiled at me. I finally spoke. “I will share what I know…but I beg of you…let Carrie and Astoria go..leave my kids alone..” blood tears slid from my eyes and down my chest. I must have been a sight. The evil giggling of Zeeke at my distress made me hopeless. I awaited David’s answer..I had a plan..a broken…hopeless one..but what else could I do.