Sight-Gabriel

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My footsteps echoed once I entered the room, surprising me. The silence was even worse. There was no one in here like there should have been. I was coming in for a class.   

"You made it."  

I would have jumped, I should have jumped, but I couldn't.
 

My eyes rested on someone at the front of the room, leaning casually against the front desk. It was a man. Though "man" seemed too…simple a term. His clothes flowed over his figure like they were made for him. There was something other worldly about his face with glowing sea-green eyes and slightly wavy blonde hair that fell around his face like it was painted.
 

It was clear that he wasn't the professor, he was much too young. I should have been terrified, I knew that, but I wasn't. His smile was so genuine as he appraised me, but it wasn't in a scrutinizing way. He appeared excited. What was worse was that he didn't have a (shadow). 

He turned around suddenly, rearranging things on the desk, and then I saw them. The white wings on his back fluttered slightly a few feathers falling to the floor. 

He strode up towards me, it was so graceful he could have been gliding for all I knew. 

"I'm the professor's TA." He said.
 

I knew I was staring, but I couldn't do anything else. He grinned knowingly and held a book out to me.

"Give this a read. I think you'll find what you're looking for." He said softly. I trusted his statement and took the book from him.
 

He turned back around and walked down the stairs. Another feather fell in his wake and I just kept looking at it. I wanted to touch it, to take it and study it, feeling its softness. I wanted to know that it was real.

"Oh, Anna!"

My head shot up. He'd said my name like he knew me.

"I'm Gabriel." And then he walked out the back door.

When I looked back down at the stairs, the feather was gone.

 
 

I walked home in a daze, leaving my things by the door. The book felt heavy in my hands, but it wasn't very large. It was old and clearly hadn't been opened in a long time.

The Creed. That's what was scrawled across the cover. The phrase just kept repeating over and over again. I couldn't figure out why it was haunting me.

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Since I've been able to speak I've practically called the mental institution home. 

They tried to pass what was wrong with me off as childhood schizophrenia, but there was one problem, I never tried to hurt anyone or myself. I had complete control of my body and surroundings, but I could see them and no one else could. 

They weren't just hallucinations either. I could feel them if they ever came close enough. They made things, more often people, move. It made no difference to the person that was moving. 

As far as they could tell, there was nothing wrong with my brain, until they gave me medicine that is, but even after that, it didn't do enough damage to cause me any major problems. They didn't keep me on meds long, mostly because my parents disapproved, but it didn't help anyway. They were still there. 

After sixteen years I guess they've given up. I'm not a threat to anyone, I'm only terrified a good deal of the time, so out into the world I go. 

With the amount of them that are out here, I'd almost considered not leaving…almost.

The day I walked out of the institution, I signed up for classes online to the local school. Just two. Introduction to Psychology and History of Theology. 

I was going to find out what they couldn't or wouldn't tell me.  

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Fabulous Books

Obviously, I love books henceforth, I read a lot of them. So, here are some of my favorites that I own or can think of:

The Harry Potter Series by J.K. Rowling (Duh)

Gail Carson Levine's Ella Enchanted

If you've ever seen the movie, you won't find it in the book. They made the movie very different from the sweet original story and honestly, I was kind of disappointed. Though the movie was entertaining, I wanted to see the book.

Mara Daughter of the Nile by Eloise Jarvis McGraw

(I'm unofficially claiming the movie rights to this book! You touch it, you die!)

An amazing adventure that I just love!

Peeling the Onion by Wendy Orr

A very touching book about growth and dealing with pain.

The Pendragon Series by D.J. MacHale

This is a real trip. You will be on the edge of your seat, or quig. :) Take a look!

The Twilight Series by Stephenie Meyer

Twilight remains my favorite because of its wonderful display of the tenderness and trials of first love. In my opinion it really isn't about vampires, that's just a detail or complication.

Also, you might find similarities of this series in my Michael and Nicole story. Funny thing is, I wrote it before I read them, the main part of it at least: Michael and Nicole. It was when I showed my writing to a friend that she said it was similar to Twilight and that I'd like them. This was about the time the second one, New Moon Breaking Dawn was released. had just come out. I also had finished everything I had done on that project before

Beastly by Alex Flinn

A modern take on Beauty and the Beast, with a few interesting twists. Set in New York with high school students.

Kissed by an Angel, The Power of Love, and Soulmates by Elizabeth Chandler

The three books of that trilogy. Very suspenseful and captivating.

The Host by Stephenie Meyer

Never expected to like a Sci-Fi, but I gave it a shot and loved it.

Wicked Lovely, Ink Exchange, and Fragile Eternity by Melissa Marr

A world of Fairies, but not the typical one you'd expect. I am anxiously awaiting the next in the series Radiant Shadows released April 20th, 2010.

The Immortals Series by Alyson Noel: Evermore, Blue Moon, Shadowland, and Dark Flame which is coming out June 22.

No, they aren't vampires.

Impossible by Nancy Werlin

Radiant Darkness by Emily Whitman

A twist on the mythological tale of Persephone. A liked this version. :D

Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater

Just recently fell in love with this story. A wolf and a girl. Lovely. Linger being released July 20th.

And my newest one Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick

I am horrified that I have to wait 'til November for this one. Fallen angels and a tricky romance. Right up my ally, thank you.

Eternal by Cynthia Leitich Smith

Just devoured this book the other evening. (Yes, the whole thing in one evening. Don't ask, because I don't know.) It was not what I had expected when I picked it up and read the back. It was intriguing enough that I kept going. So I have to read one that came before it, set in the same world but about different characters. It is called Tantalize. Then the two stories are supposed to cross in Blessed, which isn't supposed to come out until next year! *sniffles*

THEN the evening's of March 14 and 15 and dove into Fallen by Lauren Kate. I was somewhat surprised by how much I loved it. Torment will be released this Autumn. *dies*


June 5th and 6th finally got into another one. Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen. Currently in progress of making it to the big screen, I had to check it out out of curiosity. Despite the few instances of TMI it was very very very good. Hence, it made my list. :D Not like my love for animals, romance, scandals, cute old men, danger, or even cuter youngsters that will be played by Robert Pattinson had ANYTHING to do with it. ;) Easily could be a well done movie, if they have the decency to leave out those few instances I mentioned before. Not a kiddie novel...no no, nor a teen one. If you're of age it is quite a good read. 

Have I mentioned how much I hate waiting? Hate it. Which is why I don't do it to you guys. As soon as something's written I post it. :D See, aren't I nice? Whenever there is a lack of posts it's because I don't have anything for you yet! That and my sever lack of time to devote to myself and my fun. :D (Selfish Katelyn!)

A note on books: Don't ever look at age group before you open a book. (Unless if you're checking it's too old for you and you are under 18) Never let intended age group make you put one down. It usually doesn't matter the colorfulness(like BIG words that scare you) of the language used to tell the story, the story might still be very good.

Got interesting books you want to share? Read these and have comments? SHARE!


Music and Movies are a big part too! 

A Little More Time

My newest thing. It had been stuck in my head for a few days and I tried to deny it, but I failed. When I was first thinking about it, it seemed like it could be a music video or maybe just a short mini movie kind of thing. Just before I had to write it a phrase go stuck in my head that sounded like it could be song lyrics.

Wake up, baby. I don't have much longer and I have to say "I love you" one more time.

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The room was dark and I walked across the wood floor. It was cold, though my feet made no sound. Or maybe I just knew it was cold with the snow outside. I passed through the shoes on the floor, but I went around the side of the bed and knelt there. My face was level with his and I watched him breathe deeply as he slept.

My sorrow was swelling in my chest, threatening waves in my eyes, but I held it back.

I jumped at the sound of his phone ringing on the side table. It rang three times before he stirred. He started to reach toward the night stand, and I moved out of the way hastily. I only realized afterwards that it wouldn’t have made a difference.

He answered, and I don’t know how, but I knew that this was the call. I watched him carefully as his expression fell, as he turned and sat on the edge of the bed, his hand ran over his eyes and mouth. He left his eyes closed, thanked the caller, and hung up the phone, setting it beside him carefully.

His knuckles turned whiter and whiter as his clutched his hands in his lap. He choked and then the tears came. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I threw my arms around him, they didn’t go through him, but I still couldn’t feel his warmth. Tears poured from my eyes as I called his name, trying to comfort him, telling him that I could still be alright, begging him not to worry, and not to give up on me yet.

I was being torn from the inside out as I watched him break and could do nothing. I didn’t understand how I could still feel this much.

I didn’t leave even as he threw things at the wall, the shattered pieces falling through me. I stayed as he screamed into his sheets and when he finally was overcome with sleep, I laid next to him, invisible, not making a single dent in the mattress. Not once did the tears stop flowing from my eyes though they lessened.

I knew this was how it was going to end; we would both be helpless, divided.

Morning was coming and that I didn’t have much longer with him like this. I was reluctant to move, let alone to leave. I just needed a little more time.

I couldn’t stop myself again, as wrong as it was, to reach out and stroke his face, folding my hand around the curve of his cheek. The tears came hot yet again as his warmth seeped through my fingers. Light began to trace around my shape, shadowed on his face and I watched it change as he began to wake.

His eyes flashed open suddenly and he looked right at me. He blinked, then his hand flashed out grabbing mine and he brought my lips to his.

It was like I was alive again and as impossible as this was I couldn’t deny it. My body was so real as he pulled me onto the bed with him. He held me like that, kissing me and wiping the tears off of my face.

As the time passed I could feel him less and less and I could see his panic as he felt it too. I was already too far gone before I realized it was my last moment. I knew I couldn’t speak if I tried, so I smiled through the tears, stroked his face and kissed him one last time.

I could feel the plead in his kiss, but I couldn’t comply. I stood and continued to face him as I let the light take me.



I was just getting used to the light when it abruptly ended and became darkness. Slowly I began to hear sounds that I didn’t expect, feel things that didn’t make sense….

I opened my eyes, knowing instantly where I was and why, along with who was here with me.

I turned my head on the pillow being careful not to move too much with what felt like a million things strapped to me. I could hear my heart rate quicken on the monitor as my eyes landed on him.

He was staring at me, eyes wide in shock. I smiled again.

“I’m sorry I made you cry.” I whispered.

And he cried again bringing my hand and anything else he wasn’t afraid to touch to his lips.

Home

In that instant I was completely unaware of whether or not I was breathing. There was only him.

“Hi.” He said nervously.

I watched the way his mouth moved as the words flowed off of them, his eyes astray, unsure. His voice ran through me like electricity.

“Hi.” I answered, more strength in my voice than I had anticipated.

We didn’t need permission, we hardly needed to hesitate as we both walked forward and wrapped our arms around each other. His head was on mine and I relaxed further into his chest, then his arms tightened around me.

We breathed. The deep breath we had been holding escaped slowly and freely, breaking down the last wall. I closed my eyes and took in his scent. He rubbed my back a moment with his hands then they moved up, resting on my neck.

I looked up and he rested his forehead on mine. No words were spoken. He kissed me soft and quick and I returned it. Then he kissed me again, longer, fuller, leaving a breath behind.

Despite everything I was feeling at that moment, there was only one word that I could describe it all with: home.

He stopped and lowered his hands to my waist and I gingerly took them in mine as he took a deep breath.

He looked me in the eyes, nervousness gone, a bright light in its place.

“Let’s go somewhere.” He whispered.

I couldn’t resist the huge smile that spread across my face.

“Okay.”

I was surprised by how we nearly rushed to his car, smiling the whole time. The radio came on loudly once he started the car, but he turned it down enough that it became background noise. Nevertheless, we didn’t speak.

I didn’t know where we were going and I didn’t care, just as long as he stayed with me.

Beast

This is one of my newer ideas. It's just fun and interesting. A new take on the classic Beauty on the Beast. They are both college students, acting majors, and are working on the actual play. I love irony. :D Tell me what you think!!!

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My mother died when I was sixteen.

She had been ill and fragile for as long as I could remember, but I always found something elegant about it. The way she would seem to float above the ground as she walked and her soft, enchanting voice had me convinced that she was a princess. So, I wanted to be like her.

I would imitate all her features and behaviors as best as I could, but I could never imitate her eyes. Their soft brown color and their light were always beyond my reach. I was stuck with my blue ones, too light and wild. Other than that, I could become her as often as I’d like. I eventually learned to imitate others as well, especially characters out of books that she would read to me.

When the light faded from her eyes I knew what I was going to do from the rest of my life.

I was going to act and never be myself again.

It wasn’t long after that that my father, as her one true prince, followed her into the abyss. The doctor said that he’d always had a weak heart, but I knew that it was just broken.

I spent less than a year in a foster home and then was able to leave to the best acting academy in the country, the New York Filming Academy.

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I saw the shock on his face, the slight twitch of his jaw. His face was sunken in, his eyes nearly hollow. The expression terrified me. It seemed like he should be looking at me, but I knew he wasn’t seeing anything. It was like he wanted to leave, but wouldn’t allow himself to. Just like I wanted to run from his unseeing stare, but couldn’t move.

All of that just because opening night had been moved to the beginning of October?

Everyone started moving again. I guess Professor Tinley had said to continue.

I recognized everyone’s motions from the fifth scene of Act II and took my place on my right end of the stage though ready to move towards the left.

Axel hadn’t moved yet. I clutched my script a little tighter and walked towards him.

“Axel?” I said quietly before I reached him.

His head snapped up towards me, then quickly turned toward the ground again. I was still feeling the burn of his glare.

“Coming.” He grumbled. It seemed harsher than it should have sounded.

He took his place opposite me on the other end of the stage. From here I could see his knuckles, white as bone, as they crushed his script in his fist.
I waited for the right signals and began my wandering into the imaginary room. I stared, timid, but curious at all of the destroyed objects. Chairs, dressers, and paintings all in ruins. A small pedestal actually sat in the middle of the stage, post-it note with “rose MAGIC” scrawled on it in its center. I walked towards it entranced reaching towards the sparkling flower.


Axel, right on cue, nearly crashed into me turning his back to me in order to guard his enchanted life-line. The Beast turned his eyes toward me then, the anger, the pure hatred seething and burning me through his very gaze. I couldn’t remember where I was, what I was doing, who I was. The only thing I knew was those eyes and the fear that was building inside me at the very second.

It grabbed my arm and shook me roughly. I could see he was speaking with his fanged teeth, but I couldn’t hear him, only feel the vibrations of his roar. If I there were any lines I should I have been saying, I wouldn’t have been able to say them.

My panic was about to overwhelm me when something hot pierced into my arm. I gave a shaky gasp as I was tossed back toward where I’d come. My vision was blurry and I ran, just like the script instructed, off stage, but I didn’t stop there. I stumbled out the side door and vomited over the railing.

My good hand was holding onto my arm, hanging limp and numb, as cold sweat poured down my face warm blood escaping through my fingers.

A moment later I heard Axel’s car screech much too quickly out of the school parking lot.



Rehearsal had ended the moment I was found sick outside. Axel had left promptly.

That night I still felt ill, and could hardly sleep, and when I did I had nightmares of pupils like slits and claws, I’d wake sweating again.

The marks on my arm were gone the next morning and it was like nothing had happened at all.

Axel didn’t show up to class for the next three days, so there wasn’t anything I could do except make suggestions to the scenery or help edit the script some more. I tried not to let his absence bother me. They said he often disappeared like this when he felt like it, like we were meant to work around his schedule whenever he felt like it. He couldn’t be doing this because he was upset the dates had changed, could he?

Unless I hadn’t imagined it after all. No. That wasn’t possible.

It was the fourth day when Chelsea came up to me.

“Axel’s still not here, huh?”

“Nope.” I said, in what I hoped was an absentminded tone.

She put her hands on her hips and pouted.

“I think I’ve finally got down how I’d do The Beast costume with his face structure and body shape. I really need to try it before too long.”

I shrugged. “Nothing I can do about his PMS.”

“You can’t drag him down here as the leading lady and his co-star?”

“No.” I answered sternly.

“That’s actually not a bad idea.” Professor Tinley joined us. “Why don’t you go to his place and try to convince him to come back to class and if he’s ill at least get him to agree to let you rehearse with him there.”

“That’s not the best idea.” I complained, though tried to remain polite.

“Doesn’t matter. I’m requiring you to do it.” He left, seeming very pleased with himself.

“Yes, director.” I mumbled to his back. He’d heard me.

“That’s my girl!”




 I parked my car across the street from the address the professor had given me and I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was no way he lived here.

In front of me were at least ten foot tall iron gates that opened to a path that seemed to go on forever to a mansion. No, this wasn’t a mansion, no way. The only way I could describe this place was a castle. It was colossal with more windows than I dared to count scattered across all of its surface signifying who knew how many floors. I was about to turn back when I noticed his car parked in front of the place.

I came up to the gates not sure if I would be shot if I touched it. I tapped it with the tip of my finger and I didn’t fall to the ground so I pushed it open. It was surprisingly lighter than I had expected it to be, but it still took some effort.

I closed it behind me and began to walk down the barren path towards the house. As I walked I came up with a million and a half reasons why I should go back to my car and leave, but I just kept going, watching the castle loom taller and taller over me. I had two scripts in my bag in case his was too destroyed from last time for him to continue to use.

It seemed ages later that I finally reached the door after also climbing some steps. It was dusk and no lights had been turned on.

I rang the door bell and heard its tones echo through the place. So it sounded as though it was as large as I had guessed. I waited, but no one came to the door. I rang it once more and then it swung open harshly.

I took a step back as Axel faced me in the doorway, his breathing strained, sweat running down his bare, defined, chest. The kind you only saw on movie stars, but that you thought were CGI anyway.

He glared at me. His mouth set in a deep frown.

“What are you doing here?” he snarled.

It took me half a second to be able to respond. “Tinley asked me to check if you were sick since you never called and if you were, to rehearse with you anyway.”

One corner of his mouth turned up into a wicked grin as he turned away from me. He snickered. “Like I need to rehearse.”

I felt my temper rise as he walked away from me, but he didn’t close the door in my face. I swung the door shut and stomped after him.

“Well maybe you can consider gracing us with your abilities, so that the rest of us can actually get something done.” As much as I hated to admit it, even if it was only to myself, he was good and we needed him.

He turned and smiled at me like he knew it and I wanted to punch him.

“They don’t need me to get anything done. You do.”

“What?!” How could he say something like that?

He snickered again. “They can get plenty done without me, at least for the next few weeks, but you can’t.”

“That’s not true! I-”

He continued like I hadn’t spoken. “And I’m too ill to go to class.”

“You are not sick!”

He still spoke over me.

“That’s why you are going to stay here, take care of me, and rehearse until you get it right.”

“Until I-?!”

“Starting today.”

“I will not-!” I started as he grabbed my arm, dragging me farther into the dark crypt.

I tried to fight against him, but it did little on his grip, let alone his stride.

After a moment, a light flipped on and I had to squint for a second.

Axel sat me on a chair. I noticed we were in a kitchen as he tossed a cook book in front of me.

“Now you can cook some dinner while I get ready.”

“Excuse me!” I stood from the chair. I’d had enough. “I am not making you dinner. And I will not stay here and rehearse with the likes-of-you!”

I started to walk passed Axel and was in the doorway of the kitchen when I was swung back. Axel crashed me against the wall, pinning me there with his legs.

He didn’t speak, only seethed through his teeth while staring me in the eyes. I was back on the stage, unable to move, to speak, tearing from the inside out as fear consumed me. The animal in his eyes was so tangible I felt it as though he was stripping my soul with them.

I became light headed and could no longer stand though I didn’t go anywhere.

I could hardly tell, but it felt like Axel had picked me up.

We passed dark rooms through dark halls, unopened doors and bare china cabinets.

Something soft was under me. A bed? Then I heard a door shut.

My vision was back and I flew off the bed at the closed door. It was locked.

“You can stay in here until you calm down.” Axel panted from the other side of the door. I could practically see him leaning against it in that cocky way like he owned everything. “Now I’m going to call for dinner.”

I heard his footsteps fade down the hall. I pounded my fists on the door. “YOU BASTARD!” I hollered.

I fumbled with my bag trying to find my phone, realizing with horror that I’d left it in my car. There weren’t any windows in this room only a small lamp on the night stand next to the bed. My hands had already hurt from pounding on the door and I knew it was no use continuing to, so I sat on the bed.

I was frustrated, angry, horrified, scared.

Why is he keeping me here? He’s insane, that’s why. I had to get out of here.

I didn’t know how long I had sat there, but I had the lamp in my hand at the ready. I didn’t care if I was in the dark, the second he opened that door I was leaving.

“Are you civil yet?” I jumped at the sound of his voice, calmer than the last time I’d heard it, but thick with pride.

He opened the door and I threw the lamp. I had no idea if it met its mark, but I barreled my way out of what I thought was the door. I found myself in Axel’s arms instead. I didn’t give up. I hit, kicked, and screamed at him, but he didn’t seem to budge. I still managed to push through him and start down the hall when the light turned on, blinding me again and I stumbled to a halt.

I opened my eyes to see Axel in front of me. How had he gotten there? He grabbed my arms and held me against him.

“Finished?” he snarled.

“I’m not staying here.” I stuttered weakly.

“Oh yes you are.” He whispered evilly into my ear. “Or this production doesn’t happen, and we both know what that would do to your career.”

For once, I was absolutely speechless.

Then, without warning, Axel fell with a sickening thud to the floor, a thick stream of blood running down the side of his head.

I sank to the floor next to him, pulling his head into my lap, watching his chest rise and fall quickly, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

No, I couldn’t leave, not now, the risk to my career being the only reason I’d admit.



I was able to drag him into the bed and wrap the cut on his head. An hour later he still hadn’t woken up.

Panicked, I wandered through the house trying to find a phone, having to switch on lights as I went. I was almost shocked by how unkempt the place was. It was obvious he lived alone and that he didn’t bother to take care of much except his immediate needs.

I gave a sigh of relief when I found a cell phone on the kitchen counter. I dialed 911 and held it to my ear. It rang twice and someone picked up.

“This is 911. What’s your emergency?”

I opened my mouth to speak when the phone disappeared from my hand.

As I turned, Axel spoke into the mouthpiece.

“Oh, sorry. I pushed the wrong number on speed dial. Sorry to bother you.” His voice was so convincing, I almost believed him. I would have felt the need to give him credit if I hadn’t been terrified as I heard the beep as he hung it up. I meet his eyes and he glared at me, the color back in his face and redder than ever, the bandage gone, the only evidence of the wound being a bit of dried blood in his hair.

“That was really stupid.” He seethed through clenched teeth.

“I was only trying to help.” My voice was so weak it made me cringe.

“You’ve helped enough!” he spat.

“Well maybe I wouldn’t have thrown anything at you if you weren’t trying to keep me here!” I yelled back.

A pure wild roar erupted from his throat and I backed into the counter as he advanced on me. He stood less than a foot in front of me and the air seemed to swirl around him as he fell to one knee. He was changing.

His hair that was normally short grew at least two inches longer, hiding his eyes. His clean, shaven face, now visibly covered in a somewhat thick stubble. His mouth twitched and went from being slightly open to having fangs bared. And lastly, like I had expected, his fingers curved, the nails growing into thick, sharp claws.

Axel took three, deep, ragged breaths and then looked up at me with fierce, piercing yellow eyes. I gripped the counter as my knees went weak, but it didn’t manage to hold me up. His eyes followed me as I sank to the floor.

My heart pounded in my chest with what I was sure was fear. When Axel finally spoke, his voice was rough, harsher than I could have imagined possible, but maybe it was just the words he said.

“Now you can never leave.”

I knew death was potentially staring me in the face, but all I could think was how this all made sense.

He said he didn’t need to practice.

Everything fit. His manners and behaviorisms, his habits and disappearances. He was The Beast.

I couldn’t stop my curiosity.

“How old are you?” I stammered.

He chuckled. It was the worst kind of chuckle I had ever heard. It started from his chest and rolled its way out filling and chilling me to the bone.

“Twenty-three.” He answered, his eyes never leaving my face, bright and menacing, a wicked smile crawling through his lips.

“I’m not the original beast from the story, if that’s what you’re thinking.” He stood and the knelt in front of me, his hot breath flowing across my face. “I’m much different.”

He flicked my lips with his tongue and I shuddered. I closed my eyes, ready for the blow. I knew that this was it, one way or another. I could hear Axel as he sniffed me, his nose gently grazing the surface of my body.

“You stink.”

I was still breathing heavily when I understood.

“What?” I huffed.

I opened my eyes and Axel was still crouched, but a little farther away, the smile gone.

“You need new clothes.”

It took me a moment to answer.

“Well, yeah, do you think I had anything with me?” How long had I been here?

I resisted the urge to try and discretely sniff myself. I knew it wouldn’t work.

“Where do you live?” Axel asked, standing, and beginning to wander through the kitchen.

“In an apartment just off campus.” I watched him warily. He was starting to pace now.

“We’ll have to get your stuff.” He mumbled almost to himself.

“Why can’t I just go home and stay there?”

He turned on me, seeming to fill the room. “Because you can’t leave me!” he spat.

Somehow, the sentence didn’t seem to match his voice.

“Not now that you’ve seen me.” He finished, gravely.

“Why?” I asked, beginning to shake, and I couldn’t say why, but I was fighting the urge to cry.

“No one else can find out what I am.”

“I wouldn’t-” I began, shaking my head.

“I can’t risk it.” His arms were folded across his chest and he was still pacing.

“How long will I have to stay here?”

“As long as it takes.” There was a finality in his voice that I couldn’t find it in myself to argue with.

I covered my eyes as I choked, no longer being able to fight back the sobs that escaped me. I couldn’t feel his eyes on me anymore.

I couldn’t say how long I sat there, but I gasped when I felt Axel’s hand on my shoulder.

“Come on.” He said not looking me in the eyes. He laid my bag in front of me and started to walk toward the door.

He had pulled his hair back into a ponytail, though some hairs still fell in front of his face. It could have been very becoming on him if he hadn’t been looking so grim. He then pulled the hood over his head from the sweater that he was now wearing. I followed him out to my car and did as he said.

Axel sat slumped in the passenger’s seat, his hands stuffed in his sweater pocket and I drove to my apartment. I hardly understood what was going to happen to me, but I knew that I couldn’t change it.

I parked close to the stairs so we wouldn’t have as long to go like he told me to do.

“Less risk of being seen.” He’d said.

He followed me, like I’d expected, I could tell he more than likely wouldn’t leave me alone for more than a few seconds. I also knew that I wanted him to trust me.

I carefully packed my things and he mostly watched, though commented when he felt it necessary with things like.

“You won’t need that.” Or “That’ll be useless for a while.”

The only thing I was hardly able to handle was him watching me gather my clothes.

He looked around the room, uninterested, but watched intently with a one sided grin as I tried to quickly stuff my underwear into the suitcase.

I tried to ignore him.

I got everything he would let me that I could fit into the back seat and trunk of my car and then he drove back, not feeling like he could allow me to.

I wasn’t going to run. I strangely found myself wanting to help him. I knew it was going to be hard, but I wanted it to work.

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“Don’t stop.” I muttered, surprising myself by pulling him closer and he complied, straddling me, his arm twisting around my waist pulling our hips together.

My breathing quickened and in the next second he tore away from me.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled.

“No, it’s okay…I get it.” I lied. It wasn’t okay. I was embarrassed and devastated by him rejecting me.

“You don’t get it!” he snapped. “I can’t sleep with anyone! They end up dead in my arms or running from me, screaming! Every damn one!”

He tried to control his breathing, swallowing hard. “I thought that maybe if I tried to get to know one first that it’d turn out better.”

“You were just using me?!” I asked, horrified, hurt, dying.

“No-” he sighed. “It might have been, at first, but-” he trailed off not able to say it. “I don’t think I’m brave enough to risk losing you now.”

I fought back the tears in my eyes. “I want you to try.” I whispered, ashamed of saying it, but more for how much I wanted him to.

He searched my eyes for a minute and I hoped he saw the pleading in them. He squeezed his eyes shut, still appearing to be frustrated, but he reached out and held my face with one hand bringing my lips to his. He stopped for a second breathing in my ear. “Promise me that you’ll stop me if I hurt you.” He pleaded.

“I promise.” I breathed and he kissed me again eagerly.

They were thick, deep, moving kisses that never seemed to be enough, but that were never going to stop. I pulled his face closer, kissing him harder and the sound he made was nowhere near human, but the hands tearing off my clothes at that moment were human enough that I didn’t stop him.

With my own hands I fumbled with his clothes, next finding myself on my back with him on top of me. I could hardly contain the passion that was building in me now; the one kind that I knew neither one of us couldn’t act. He kissed my neck, my chest, his hands straying around my thighs.

“Fayre.” He groaned and then I knew that this time, he’d conquered the beast.

His lips parted against my skin, his teeth gently grazing the side of my neck. A small growl rumbled through his chest and I froze, his breath scalding my flesh.

I realized too late that I had concluded too soon.

I tried not to panic as his claws flexed in my thighs. Axel must not have heard my gasp; either that or he’d written it off as meaning something else. He continued to rub his face from my collar bone, up to the hollow of my jaw and back again, his skin becoming rougher with each pass.

“Axel.” I said my voice hardly a whisper.

I was trying so hard to fight the pain as my blood ran hot to my hips. He cuddled closer against me making his claws go deeper. My back arched involuntarily, and it didn’t help.

“Axel, please.” I pleaded a little louder this time. I couldn’t fight the tears that fell out of the corners of my eyes and I reached down, wrapping my hands around his wrists, gently beginning to pull the claws out.

He reacted sooner than I expected tearing away from me again. I had expected him to run from the room, horrified with himself, but he stayed staring at me in horror as I tried to calm my breathing.

The blood was flowing worse now and I could tell I was beginning to lose consciousness.

With shaky hands, I tried to wrap the sheet around each of my legs, but I was suddenly lifted and set down again before I could even think. I heard a tearing sound and felt large hands tie the sheets over my wounds, tight enough to at least stop the blood. I turned onto my side getting ready for the blackness and I meet his eyes. My vision was blurry, but at least that much was clear. They were his eyes bright and human. I felt the blanket fall gently onto my shoulders as I finally gave in to the dark.


I began to wake to too much sound. It was loud and frantic and coming from so many directions, I had nothing to hold onto. I felt the pain next. My thighs were on fire and I was light headed. It was hard to breathe. I tried to cry out, but couldn’t muster a sound.

Voices…those noises were voices.

“Fayre? Fayre, honey, squeeze my hand if you can hear me!” I didn’t know the voice, but I squeezed.

“Okay, good! Good! You’re going to be alright we’re going to take care of you!”

Where was Axel? Why was I with these people?

Flashback

It’s cold.
It’s dark out.
The sky is clear. I can see some stars.
The cement is ice on my bare feet.
I wrap my arms around my waist, but it does little to fight the chill.
I can see my breath.
There are sparkling droplets of water on the grass.
The air smells dry and wet, but has a hint of wood hiding in it.
There is a light sound of the wind circulating and of passing cars on other streets. Other than that…it is quiet.
My footsteps don’t make a sound as I walk toward the front of the garage where the cars are making shadows of sanctuary. Now the only thing missing…is you.

Dream Ravine

Okay so this will more than likely be rather confusing since it was half of a conversation. But this was a dream I had (HONEST) to all of the details that I thought was pretty awesome. I'm too lazy right now and really don't have the time to make it all pretty for you guys. If it's too annoying let me know and I'll get it fixed up when I can, but for now, enjoy.

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So i think i was in europe somewhere and like on a school trip of somesort...we went either up to the hills or to the mountains and were like camping sort of...>.> i think they were cabin-like
Katsie1709 (7:44:18 PM): so we were looking at things and were seeing a beautiful ravine...but crazy high
Katsie1709 (7:44:34 PM): just sooo green like light light green and pretty
Katsie1709 (7:45:29 PM): there was a guy with me that was like my friend and i would talk with him while we looked at the stuff...but there was something odd about him...it's almost like i was watching it from third point perspective..so i knew he was doing something kind of suspicious by being there
Katsie1709 (7:45:45 PM): but the me that it was happening to didn't
Katsie1709 (7:46:27 PM): so this other guy shows up that the friend person knows and they are suddenly watching me from a distance and the friend goes "It's her isn't it?" and the other has his hands behind his back and nods.
Katsie1709 (7:47:18 PM): now i'm not exactly sure how it happened but i meet the other guy and something happens that i'm suddenly leaving with him and am very happy about it
Katsie1709 (7:48:10 PM): it's like the last day of the trip and everyone is packing but I pack faster and for the life of me i could not find my toothbrush and toothpaste but i was too happy to be that discouraged about it he said he'd get me a new one, so i leave before all of them with him
Katsie1709 (7:48:41 PM): (if you're wondering I'm not really sure what he looks like it was never clear)
Katsie1709 (7:49:32 PM): so he takes me back to that ravine and takes me down through paths that go in and out of it...and it's even more beautiful than the first time. it's more green and there are flowers and tons of tiny waterfalls falling all around.
Katsie1709 (7:50:14 PM): there are also a bunch of like little buildings built into the cliff faces
Katsie1709 (7:50:28 PM): there are people every where but there is something different about them
Katsie1709 (7:50:53 PM): he then takes me to the other side of the ravine and on top of it is a wonderful like...castle but a modern type.
Katsie1709 (7:51:18 PM): it's mostly white ish and really really pretty
Katsie1709 (7:51:53 PM): there he tells me that they are basically the same as humans just with magical properties...almost elfish but not really
Katsie1709 (7:52:56 PM): But there is a problem....the magical part of them has been dying out for the past century or so since most of them live generally among humans there has been a sorta cross breeding but it's not like it really is that much.
Katsie1709 (7:53:03 PM): just like...loss of a gene
Katsie1709 (7:53:22 PM): He is the last pureblooded of them and is the king
Katsie1709 (7:54:34 PM): he is really old but looks my age...it's like time froze for him even though he aged slower any way but how much he wasn't aging was to the extreme and here is why
Katsie1709 (7:55:47 PM): there was a legend or prophecy of some sort that there was a human that had like...dormant magical properties i guess and could produce a pureblood or the closest thing to it....they need the magic in their royal family for them all to survive
Katsie1709 (7:56:01 PM): so he was basically having to wait for this person
Katsie1709 (7:56:10 PM): which happens to be me...or the girl i was or whatever
Katsie1709 (7:57:01 PM): so don't ask me how exactly...but somehow i kinda fall for him but not really and i agree to it all and marry him...
Katsie1709 (7:57:27 PM): it's odd cuz we do care about each other, but it's like it's still in those early stages
Katsie1709 (7:57:34 PM): it's just tender not really passionate
Katsie1709 (7:57:40 PM): not kissy kissy all the time
Katsie1709 (7:57:50 PM): so yeah there's like wedding stuff...>.> cough
Katsie1709 (7:58:05 PM): no i do not have graphic dreams! it was just implied!
Katsie1709 (7:58:59 PM): like he takes me into this room and it was all dark and tells me that we both need to want similar things in this room...like all the magic stuff is very linked to emotions and desires
Katsie1709 (7:59:05 PM): and unity kinda
Katsie1709 (7:59:27 PM): so we both wanted lights and vioala it was light in the room
Katsie1709 (7:59:55 PM): it was a mix between candle light and moonlight
Katsie1709 (8:00:20 PM): there was a nice non-suggestive bed with a thin white canopy
Katsie1709 (8:00:24 PM): it was really pretty
Katsie1709 (8:00:37 PM): then i said, "I can't explain it, but I'm not afraid."
Katsie1709 (8:01:11 PM): he smiled and said "They don't want you to be afraid. They want you to be happy, you know."
Katsie1709 (8:01:17 PM): I just smiled
Katsie1709 (8:01:42 PM): it's like all the people didn't want me to be afraid so I wasn't..
Katsie1709 (8:01:49 PM): feelings...unity
Katsie1709 (8:02:07 PM): so yeah it's the "And then..." moment
Katsie1709 (8:02:52 PM): Next I'm off in the left wing of the whole big castle area thing which i guess is like the women's area and the right is the men's
Katsie1709 (8:03:27 PM): so i'm doing something in a room with a bunch of other girls that are like...lower than me i guess but you know still love them etc. we were like...i dunno possibly all making something
Katsie1709 (8:03:46 PM): and this guy comes in and asks for someone and we tell him she's in the shower
Katsie1709 (8:04:03 PM): he knocks on the door and tells her that he wants to see her and then leaves
Katsie1709 (8:04:42 PM): she comes storming out a minute later and runs toward the door still in the towel. she's like a big lady with blonde hair all up in a loose bun with pink pouty lips and calls after him all dirty like...
Katsie1709 (8:04:53 PM): we just laugh and she disappears again
Katsie1709 (8:05:58 PM): then the two other girls in the room ask me if our room is situated and i said it was so one runs off saying she needs to go hang up paintings in it. the other freaks out with her arms full of vases and urns saying she needs to set them up in there before the other girl takes up all of the room.
Katsie1709 (8:06:01 PM): it's cute
Katsie1709 (8:06:07 PM): they were like decorating it for us ^^
Katsie1709 (8:06:12 PM): there was just so much love!
Katsie1709 (8:07:07 PM): so i'm still sitting there and the guy from the beginning that was my friend is sitting there all awkward like cuz it's just the two fo us. i keep working with a smile on my face and then he basically blurts out "You didn't sleep with him did you?"
Katsie1709 (8:07:29 PM): I was very slick and totally dodged the question by distracting him with a different subject.
Katsie1709 (8:07:47 PM): but off to the side i'm kind of sad that it bothers him...cuz he likes me.
Katsie1709 (8:08:10 PM): So it just moves on to something else
Katsie1709 (8:10:21 PM): apparently the king guy had been gone and was coming back. Everyone was really happy and all greeting him. I run out on a balcony and see him and am all "he's back!"
Katsie1709 (8:12:02 PM): then i run back down to like the throne room as he comes in. "You're back!" he comes to me and holds/hugs me and I say "I missed you." all soft like it caused me pain for him to be away. he puts his forehead on mine and says "I missed you too." and sighs like he's completely relieved and we both feel so much better and as a result so does everyone else.
Katsie1709 (8:12:40 PM): he says "You'll have to go with me next time."
Katsie1709 (8:13:17 PM): so then it was next time and we are on our way back and come into view of the castle from a higher cliff on the side and look down on it all happy to be back.
Katsie1709 (8:13:23 PM): and then i woke up...>.>
Katsie1709 (8:14:36 PM): i'm thinking maybe to visit some other kingdom of peoples for business or something of that sort
Katsie1709 (8:15:31 PM): i was still half asleep when i thought of this
Katsie1709 (8:16:00 PM): we get back and it's kind of deserted and quiet and we're are just like ummm...>.> what's going on.
Katsie1709 (8:16:46 PM): then we're attacked! and a bunch of guys grab him and he tells me to run. So i go to the women's wing and close the doors. This guy shows up who apparently took over while we were gone. or was just trying to overthrow the guy.
Katsie1709 (8:17:29 PM): OH! Something I forgot to mention: The King guy is older than everyone. Since he has the most magic the rest of them are basically human so have that lifespan.
Katsie1709 (8:18:03 PM): Okay so the guy like says in his evilness that everything that was the king guys is now his and that includes me.
Katsie1709 (8:18:29 PM): so the put the king guy in a cell and the bad guy tries to get to me and can't get into the girls wing
Katsie1709 (8:18:39 PM): he freaks out saying that he's the king and why can't he get in
Katsie1709 (8:19:16 PM): the big pouty girl i guess is like the mid wife/ caretaker of me kind of lady so she just looks down on him and is all "Because she does not wish it."
Katsie1709 (8:19:32 PM): she the whole building and everything changes to our wishes and desires blah blah
Katsie1709 (8:20:21 PM): so i'm basically in panic mode since they captured the king guy and it's hard to be without him so we are all in like mourning mode sort of.
Katsie1709 (8:20:30 PM): the other guy is still trying to figure a way in
Katsie1709 (8:20:45 PM): and the only person that can go between the two places is the friend guy
Katsie1709 (8:22:02 PM): so one time he goes to see the king in the cell and he is like distraught and kind of going insane a little. he immediately says "How is she? Is she well?" like he knows something is wrong. (we have some sort of connection) and the friend guy tells him that i have been asleep for three days and am feverish and call for him in my sleep.
Katsie1709 (8:22:59 PM): he knows what's going on and hands the guy the last shirt he has on that is all tattered and it is a very cold and damp cell ;__;
Katsie1709 (8:24:30 PM): he pretty much yells at the guy to put his shirt around me and take me to our room. he tells him of a secret passage between the two wings into the room and will only allow him and the pouty lady to take me there and take care of me. He is completely serious and inforcing as he says "You have to take them there immediately or we'll lose them both!"
Katsie1709 (8:25:00 PM): take HER there immediate or we'll lose them both
Katsie1709 (8:25:32 PM): and that's as far as i've gotten....>.>