Tiger tiger burning bright
ooc: same as other two, what if posts of boredom, this one ties in to before the first post and after the second both. Hopefully if my brain cooperates it sets up for the fourth and final post after which i will put the full thing together.
She followed the Jackal for what seemed like an eternity never seeing any change in the landscape save for the footprints fading into the distance behind them. It gave her plenty of time to think and come to terms with what had happened. She could recall flashes now, Brendan and Nova were watching a movie when they knock had come. She had stood up to answer it frowning at the unfamiliar man before her, for his part he merely grinned and put a bullet in her chest at point blank range sending the small girl flying back in surprise. She was on her feet the instant she touched the ground with saber drawn telling the two to leave quickly and go to the others, they got a few steps before his spell disabled them.
Turning to face him again she leveled the blade while the wound in her chest closed on its own causing the other to frown then just grin coldly and move to close the distance drawing a wicked looking blade with grooves into the handle and an odd triggered device set into it. Warily she backed up to give herself maneuvering room quickly blocking the wicked blade as he lunged at her then twisted to make her own strike before they each backed off to assess their dance partner. Again and again the two met nicks and scrapes taking their toll on her more than him even though she healed the damage with barely a thought; he was quite obviously toying with her.
Finally he bored of this game and pressed his attack sending the girl backwards till she was pressed against the wall fighting for her very life against a monster that had spent his killing and causing pain, for the first time in a very long time she was utterly terrified of loosing. As if her fear brought the fun back to the game he grinned again and suddenly pressed his attack using his weight to hold her against the wall disabling her blade before drawing his slowly along her jaw tweaking it ever so slightly to draw blood and a flinch from her. Finally he stepped back as if growing bored again allowing the girl a chance to regain her own footing, as she did he suddenly grinned and spoke the words tiger tiger burning bright.
For a moment she paused and looked at him oddly trying to puzzle the meaning out, it was her fatal mistake. The man lunged forward and before she could bring her saber up to block he had jammed the wicked blade into her stomach and released the catch then as quick as he had lunged at her he leapt back to watch her reaction. At first she merely healed the wound watching him cautiously taking a chance to catch her breath then she realized it was harder than it should be to catch it and panic set in, frantically she formed the spell to cleanse her body of all toxins only to have it counter spelled time and time again.
Before long the effort was more then she could even attempt as the venom quickly worked its way through her body shutting it down leaving her paralyzed and finding it harder to breath by the second. As she neared the edge of complete shutdown the man cast something over her removing the venom yet leaving her body damaged by it and barely able to function yet very much aware. With an amused look he slowly wandered over to the other two and woke them yet kept them Immobile and propping them up so they had a view of each other and the room. Turning back to her he tsked and spoke that he had expected their mother to be guarding them but in her lack she would have to do to view the message.
Walking back over the man crouched down beside her and made sure she was setting up and had a view of the other room, as he was adjusting her body he told her that she was enjoying the effects of the tiger snake venom a rare but deadly snake found in Australia known to cause death in minutes. After he was certain she was able to see he returned to the others and began coldly and ruthlessly butchering them assuring that their screams were not heard outside of the sanctum. Finally he stood and pulled out a gun and gave her a chilling smile before speaking I am here Fiction, I know you will see…I hope your freedom is worth it to you, is it to them? Three shots later the bodies lay cooling in their own blood a testament to the depths one can sink.
She still heard those shots as they neared the end of their journey and stood before the jackal headed god of death. Quietly she greeted him, I am here father at last…my soul waits to be sent where you will it and I am ready now to go. The god watched the soul which he had created along with the child’s patron mother for a long moment before standing and walking towards her obviously startling her. Child of Bast you know not what you say, you have roads left to walk yet before you are ready to see my realm and voices yet to be heard. Frowning she looked up to him, what do you mean? My feet have brought me to you as has your servant. With an amused look he shook his head; soon you will understand…You have only to blink.
Third time’s the charm some say…this was no easier then the first though she need not even look to the clock to know that only a few seconds once again had passed, the tear was almost to her chin.
She followed the Jackal for what seemed like an eternity never seeing any change in the landscape save for the footprints fading into the distance behind them. It gave her plenty of time to think and come to terms with what had happened. She could recall flashes now, Brendan and Nova were watching a movie when they knock had come. She had stood up to answer it frowning at the unfamiliar man before her, for his part he merely grinned and put a bullet in her chest at point blank range sending the small girl flying back in surprise. She was on her feet the instant she touched the ground with saber drawn telling the two to leave quickly and go to the others, they got a few steps before his spell disabled them.
Turning to face him again she leveled the blade while the wound in her chest closed on its own causing the other to frown then just grin coldly and move to close the distance drawing a wicked looking blade with grooves into the handle and an odd triggered device set into it. Warily she backed up to give herself maneuvering room quickly blocking the wicked blade as he lunged at her then twisted to make her own strike before they each backed off to assess their dance partner. Again and again the two met nicks and scrapes taking their toll on her more than him even though she healed the damage with barely a thought; he was quite obviously toying with her.
Finally he bored of this game and pressed his attack sending the girl backwards till she was pressed against the wall fighting for her very life against a monster that had spent his killing and causing pain, for the first time in a very long time she was utterly terrified of loosing. As if her fear brought the fun back to the game he grinned again and suddenly pressed his attack using his weight to hold her against the wall disabling her blade before drawing his slowly along her jaw tweaking it ever so slightly to draw blood and a flinch from her. Finally he stepped back as if growing bored again allowing the girl a chance to regain her own footing, as she did he suddenly grinned and spoke the words tiger tiger burning bright.
For a moment she paused and looked at him oddly trying to puzzle the meaning out, it was her fatal mistake. The man lunged forward and before she could bring her saber up to block he had jammed the wicked blade into her stomach and released the catch then as quick as he had lunged at her he leapt back to watch her reaction. At first she merely healed the wound watching him cautiously taking a chance to catch her breath then she realized it was harder than it should be to catch it and panic set in, frantically she formed the spell to cleanse her body of all toxins only to have it counter spelled time and time again.
Before long the effort was more then she could even attempt as the venom quickly worked its way through her body shutting it down leaving her paralyzed and finding it harder to breath by the second. As she neared the edge of complete shutdown the man cast something over her removing the venom yet leaving her body damaged by it and barely able to function yet very much aware. With an amused look he slowly wandered over to the other two and woke them yet kept them Immobile and propping them up so they had a view of each other and the room. Turning back to her he tsked and spoke that he had expected their mother to be guarding them but in her lack she would have to do to view the message.
Walking back over the man crouched down beside her and made sure she was setting up and had a view of the other room, as he was adjusting her body he told her that she was enjoying the effects of the tiger snake venom a rare but deadly snake found in Australia known to cause death in minutes. After he was certain she was able to see he returned to the others and began coldly and ruthlessly butchering them assuring that their screams were not heard outside of the sanctum. Finally he stood and pulled out a gun and gave her a chilling smile before speaking I am here Fiction, I know you will see…I hope your freedom is worth it to you, is it to them? Three shots later the bodies lay cooling in their own blood a testament to the depths one can sink.
She still heard those shots as they neared the end of their journey and stood before the jackal headed god of death. Quietly she greeted him, I am here father at last…my soul waits to be sent where you will it and I am ready now to go. The god watched the soul which he had created along with the child’s patron mother for a long moment before standing and walking towards her obviously startling her. Child of Bast you know not what you say, you have roads left to walk yet before you are ready to see my realm and voices yet to be heard. Frowning she looked up to him, what do you mean? My feet have brought me to you as has your servant. With an amused look he shook his head; soon you will understand…You have only to blink.
Third time’s the charm some say…this was no easier then the first though she need not even look to the clock to know that only a few seconds once again had passed, the tear was almost to her chin.