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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:12:52 GMT -5
She was limp, and her gaze fogged. She gurgled and whined slightly, but to keep her small amount of conscieness, she had to not do anything except concentrate on breathing. Foam, drool and blood dripped fom her mouth.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:16:34 GMT -5
Mythen sighed with relief, could he get away without a horrid chase? He had to take that chance, he backed away slowly, then with a swift burst of speed, grabbed the two girls and fled from the cave. He bolted to the creek and sat, he must've ran for hours, for the sun was nearly on the horizon. Mythen stopped, put the two girls down and layed on the floor hardly able to breathe.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:19:28 GMT -5
Their leaving was a dim echo to her conscience. She lay there in the cave, pooling in blood and spit. Her body ached, and she wondered as to whether her body had the strength to change, and in the process allow her to survuve. The first light slid onto the horizon, her body burned with the aniticaption of change, but that wasn't all she felt.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:21:28 GMT -5
Markel ran to her brother's side, as did Akishta. "Mythen! Are you alright?" Asked Akishta, before Markel could. Mythen panted, but sat up. "Yes.." He began breathily, "I'm fine, are you? I kept her away... but something strange happened." Markel and Akishta listened intensly as Mythen explained what had happened, when he was finished, Akishta nodded. "Something is definately strange about that 'Wolf."
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:26:40 GMT -5
Her body spasmed as her bones reformed, but the sun seemed to toy with her flesh, tuggung at it and poking her. Her scream of despair and pain echoed far, and was faintly heard by the creek. She pulled herself into the cool darkness of the cave, body weak but back. Setana's eyes were full of pain, she had tried to murder he people who had helped her, but one of them was a vampire. Tears poured down her cheeks, of pain and sadness.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:30:18 GMT -5
Markel covered her ears, then stood. "We have to go back for her, she is dieing!" Mythen stared at her in wonder. "Sister... you want to go save on the 'Wolf that nearly killed you last night? Besides, she is 'Wolf, she will heal." Mythen declared, his breath back. Markel stared at him, "If you wont go, we will! That is the cry of a dieing 'Wolf Mythen!" Markel and Akishta trudged into the forest, then broke off into a wonderful speed, when they'd reached the cave.. Akishta found the 'Wolf first, this time changed back into the Setana they'd saved the night before. "Setana? Can you hear me?" Asked Akishta. Mythen approached Markel and sighed, "I'm sorry.. will she be alright?" "I dont think so." Said Markel, not even looking her brother in the eye.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:33:55 GMT -5
Setana was curled up on to the floor, she wanted warmth, but the cold dampness soothed her from the sun. He red hair clung to her face. Someone came to the cave, she recognized the voice. "Markel?" her voice was quiet and rasping, it still took effort to breath.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:36:04 GMT -5
"Setana, dont move.. dont strain alright?" Said Markel, looking to her brother. "Give me your cloak." Said Markel. Her brother handed it to her and she wrapped it around the naked body of Setana. "Setana, do you have any idea how we can help?" Asked Akishta, trying to help.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:39:37 GMT -5
Setana didn't want to speak, though the cloak she was grateful for. It seemed to cool her off and warm her at the same time. Her eyes flicked around at the people around her. They went to Mythen. The bastard vampire, barely a mark on him. And here she was, huddled o the floor. Infected by his acts of savior. From her instinct, from something she had no control over! She wanted him dead.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:41:14 GMT -5
Markel and Akishta sighed. "We have to find a way to help her... Mythen, come with me. Akishta you stay here and make sure she doesn't leave, or hurt herself." Said markel, she grabbed her brother by the arm and headed for the nearest town.. the town they'd come from.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:44:37 GMT -5
Her penetrating eyes slid over to Akishta. The little pretty girl sent to watch over her? Did they think her a small distrugtled pup? No, she needed to think on other standards. She squezed her eyes shut and thought back, to a good memory. Not to her suprise, her mind found a picture of Moitaivant. It made her happy, if exretemly sad. She let her eyes stay closed, holding the image and she fell into a light sleep.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:48:45 GMT -5
Markel and Mythen had reached Fetalmuer, they searched for hours and finally found a trustworthy woman who seemed to know a great deal about 'Wolf and Vampire. Mythen asked her questions, and she seemed confused at first on how Mythen knew nothing about his own race, but when he explained that he wasn't any ordinary vampire she quickly caught on. The woman told Mythen and Markel how to cure their dieing 'Wolf and gave them an antidote. "But beware young friends, if she is as dangerous as you speak, she might kill you... Mythen." With that, the two headed out, the last thing the woman said lingering in their thoughts. When Mythen and Markel returned, Akishta seemed releaved, they opened Setana's mouth and poured the potion into it, hoping it would work as the woman had said.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:50:50 GMT -5
The moment someone had touched her made, her come back to reality. And when something went down her throat she thought she was going to die. Instinctively, she threw up whatever had been forced down.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:52:48 GMT -5
Markel and Mythen were stunned. "That was going to save you, Setana!" Said Markel almost in a yell. Mythen sighed, he was almost depressed the 'Wolf hadn't drank it, for he felt it his fault she was in this state in the first place.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:56:35 GMT -5
"Save me from that bastards infectious bite? Do you think there's a cure for a literal 'doule-cross?" she croaked angirly. Her yellow eyes stayed on Mythen when she spoke. Setanna pulled the cloak slightly, hadn't he been wearing it? Oh well, it was his fault for biting her, the abnxious bastard.
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