Darkness…that’s all I saw…it was dark and the only thing I could feel was scared. I hated feeling scared, that made me helpless and it let him get to me. I couldn’t let him get to me
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The sound of the cellar door banging shut made me jar awake from the sound sleep I'd been using as an excuse to block her out. She was always here though, always there just like him and her and the other him and they were all there. All trying to tell me how bad I was, how I'd never been right. I'd been wrong since I was born and there was nothin' they could do about it. All dirty, and small and I couldn't do anything except try and play nice. Because if I didn't play nice that was when they liked to bite
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Everything was dark and hazy, I felt like someone had a weight on my skull as I tried to move, blinking to clear my vision. I licked my lips and sat up slowly, whimpering when the room started to spin more as I moved
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Her hand reached out and she was bein' nice but I couldn't trust it when they were nice. Because when they were nice it just meant something really bad was going to happen. Instantly my hand shot out and my fingers wrapped around her wrist as I looked up at her face. Jerking her to me I tried to tell if she was real or not but I couldn't tell anything anymore. Now my hands weren't all tied up and I could hurt her alot. If she tried to hurt me, stand up just to get knocked back down
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Nervously I chewed my lip and watched her as she rocked back and forth and then started babbling again. I looked her over as best I could from where I was and how she was huddled up, she didn't seem all that dirty so it couldn't have been for long. Thankfully she didn't look that beaten up.
It made me wonder for a moment how bad my face looked from when Lindsey punched me.
Forgetting it I tried to think of a way to calm her down, maybe let her get close to me. "Dark lady?" I shook my head silently, moving towards her bit by bit. "No...I didn't...I didn't see a dark woman...I think it's just us..."
Licking my lips I sat back against the bars near her, within arms reach but not close enough for her to feel smothered. "I-I'm...I'm Tara..." I watched her and it was like her mind was somewhere else but I noticed her hand bleeding and I started to reach out for it beore I stopped. "C-can...can I look at your hand? Please." I murmured, holding my hands out for her if she trusted me.
"Are you real?" I asked her quietly, turning dark impassioned eyes on her. I wanted her to tell me yes but sometimes they lie. You have to be careful because you can't trust you could never trust always careful. She wanted to see my hand, gently reaching out for it and I thought she might try and make me do something. But she couldn't make me do anything. I was strong, the slayer
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I've known this girl for not even an hour and a part of me wanted to protect her and keep Lindsey and whoever this 'dark lady' was away from her. Just looking a bit past her I could see her aura and she was so broken and fragmented, she had a jagged aura. Like someone pulled her to pieces just to put them together as they saw fit
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Slayer, yes. Strong, chosen, alone, have a job to do but I never seemed to do it right. Everytime I thought I had a grasp on it everything just went away because it all meant nothing. He told me, he said I'd go to hell and he wasn't lying. I was in hell, eye of the storm. So quiet now but then she'd turn on me and tell me all the nasty things I'd ever done to anybody. Hurt them all, twisted up their insides until there was nothin' left but ash and bone. All black with hate and here I was sittin' on the concrete because she'd come back. She always comes back
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She babbled and I listened until something she said snapped inside me, I grabbed her arms and made her look at me, our eyes meeting and I tried to get her to focus and for a second there was clarity. Maybe all wasn't lost then
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She had a spark too. I saw it dancing over the palm of her hand, just the faintest light glimmering before it flickered out. She had the spark, and she was gonna protect me. 'Cept I was the slayer and I should be able to protect myself. Shaking my head I felt like I was about to grasp it, grapple back onto sanity but then it slipped away again when the little light went away. Was about to bang my head on the bars again but her hand stopped me. Could hurt her, but everytime I tried to hurt it just burned me again. I was so tired of burning
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Ther ewere moments of clarity - however fleeting they were - but it was just enough to know she wasn't totally lost. I didn't know how much I could depend on her so I decided not to, I was on my own with an infant. Ok, an infant that if she went on a psychotic episode could smash my head in without breaking a sweat
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Went upstairs and talked to Darla and Dru for a little while. Turned out they were holding the slayer downstairs to piss off Angel. Darla wanted her alive for now but besides that? It looked like it was anything goes the way Drusilla went on and on about how Faith tasted like cakes or something
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It wasn't the woman, Faith's worst nightmare, it was mine. "Lindsey." I muttered, slightly glad that it was him because inspite of all this I knew how to handle him to a point, I don't know anything about Darla or the other woman.
Swallowing hard I let Faith play with my fingers, closing my eyes and trying to ignore as she played with the one that Lindsey broke last night. "W-what...what do you want?"
I watched him look at us with those eyes of his and I just looked him over and tried to figure out what he was going to do next. But if I knew anything about Lindsey so far is that I didn't know what he'd do next.
There was only one thing that I could figure out from his attitude was that he was annoyed, very. I wasn't sure by what. In the short time I've been...here with him, I've noticed that his entire body tenses up when he gets annoyed and something upstairs annoyed him.
Figuring it out was the tricky part.
Swallowing I looked at him. "W-what do you want? Please, just...let us go or...or leave..."
Could hear the laughing, but this laughing didn't scare me much cause it wasn't the dark lady. Her laugh was like fingernails on a chalkboard and it made me want to scream. This laugh sounded nice, but I could hear the hint of cruetly beneath it. Tara was scared, she was all tense and hard pressed against me as I played with her fingers. One was broken, pull the broken one until it broke some more and then it wouldn't seem so broken before. It was helping, whatever doesnt' kill you makes you stronger. Mom used to say that to me alot
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I was clenching my jaw so hard I was giving myself a headache, but I couldn't scream from Faith moving my broken finger around, she was quiet and a bit sedate and with Lindsey around that was best. He had moved over towards us and before I knew it he shocked Faith, causing me to let go for fear of my own safety
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I rolled my eyes, Faith still dangling limply from the grasp I had on her arm as Tara stuttered and stammered trying to make me, what? Change my mind? She lived on the hellmouth, surely she should know that us vampires? We had an affinity for drinking blood.
"Give me what I want?" An amused smirk made it's way across my face as Tara pulled the slayer back down on her lap and cradled her protectively away from me. That was so...adorable, and it fed the urge to rip them both into pieces and bathe in their blood. Darla would have my hide for that, but how much did I care right now?
"Little girl, I highly doubt you can even grasp exactly what it is that I want. Are you offering to take her place?" I grinned sadistically down at her as she continued to hold onto the semi-conscious slayer. "As endearing as that is, I doubt witch blood tastes anything like slayer blood. So you might want to think about playing nice and giving your little friend up. She'll come back to play, dont' you worry."
I held Faith and saw her eyes roll back before she laid limply in my arms. Still keeping an eye on Lindsey I checked Faith over and laid her against the wall before finding a way to my feet.
He looked down at me and I realized just how much bigger then me he was. Puling all my nerve together I crossed my arms and glared at him. "I'm not letting you bite from me again."
My eyes darted around the room and I looked everything over, trying to find some way out for Faith and I but Lindsey was standing in front of our only way out.
I stood between them and did my best to keep my stance. "I s-said..." I swallowed hard and willed my stutter to go away. "I said I would give you what you wanted, and I'm not t-talking about blood...I'm talking about magick..."
Yeah, I could tell him all at once what I was getting at but this was buying my time...I hoped.
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It made me wonder for a moment how bad my face looked from when Lindsey punched me.
Forgetting it I tried to think of a way to calm her down, maybe let her get close to me. "Dark lady?" I shook my head silently, moving towards her bit by bit. "No...I didn't...I didn't see a dark woman...I think it's just us..."
Licking my lips I sat back against the bars near her, within arms reach but not close enough for her to feel smothered. "I-I'm...I'm Tara..." I watched her and it was like her mind was somewhere else but I noticed her hand bleeding and I started to reach out for it beore I stopped. "C-can...can I look at your hand? Please." I murmured, holding my hands out for her if she trusted me.
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Swallowing hard I let Faith play with my fingers, closing my eyes and trying to ignore as she played with the one that Lindsey broke last night. "W-what...what do you want?"
I watched him look at us with those eyes of his and I just looked him over and tried to figure out what he was going to do next. But if I knew anything about Lindsey so far is that I didn't know what he'd do next.
There was only one thing that I could figure out from his attitude was that he was annoyed, very. I wasn't sure by what. In the short time I've been...here with him, I've noticed that his entire body tenses up when he gets annoyed and something upstairs annoyed him.
Figuring it out was the tricky part.
Swallowing I looked at him. "W-what do you want? Please, just...let us go or...or leave..."
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"Give me what I want?" An amused smirk made it's way across my face as Tara pulled the slayer back down on her lap and cradled her protectively away from me. That was so...adorable, and it fed the urge to rip them both into pieces and bathe in their blood. Darla would have my hide for that, but how much did I care right now?
"Little girl, I highly doubt you can even grasp exactly what it is that I want. Are you offering to take her place?" I grinned sadistically down at her as she continued to hold onto the semi-conscious slayer. "As endearing as that is, I doubt witch blood tastes anything like slayer blood. So you might want to think about playing nice and giving your little friend up. She'll come back to play, dont' you worry."
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He looked down at me and I realized just how much bigger then me he was. Puling all my nerve together I crossed my arms and glared at him. "I'm not letting you bite from me again."
My eyes darted around the room and I looked everything over, trying to find some way out for Faith and I but Lindsey was standing in front of our only way out.
I stood between them and did my best to keep my stance. "I s-said..." I swallowed hard and willed my stutter to go away. "I said I would give you what you wanted, and I'm not t-talking about blood...I'm talking about magick..."
Yeah, I could tell him all at once what I was getting at but this was buying my time...I hoped.
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