Curse of the Fallen Quest: Ring Bearer's Trilogy

"Is she here yet? Has she come?"
Sebulba looked up, pausing briefly to watch a figure descend the stairs. Willow, with his cloak trailing behind him jumped the final steps, looking eagerly into the half opened cell.
"Indeed. Where is he?"
"They're bringing him. He's still asleep. Don't worry, he'll be here safe and sound."
Willow crossed inside, letting the the barred door click shut behind him. One of his hands dangled a sharp piece of glass. Long and curved, like a scimitar. It gleamed with an almost perfect edge, that looked sharp as any knife.
"Oh, my angel. I never thought I'd see you again."
Lance lurched from the wall, crying out as he did so, but still unable to resist trying for him.
"You son of a bitch."
"Calm yourself old man. You are Mongrel's prize, she's mine. I've been waiting ever since you left darling. We have so much to catch up."
He rose the piece of glass up pointing it to her. She would know his love, sooner or later, she would feel it inside her.
His eyes, crazed lunacy circling inside them, told her that more than anything else.
 
Aria

Hearing him first set my heart beating hard in my chest as my fists clenched up tightly in anger and mostly fear. Willow had lost his fucking mind and was after me now!

"shit!" I said under my breath as I rose from the floor and stood facing the bars, waiting for him to come striding around the corner and into the room... I could only get so lucky that he would not come...

He came striding, a sick grin twisted his features as his eyes fell on me. Unconsciously I stepped backwards towards the wall as my eyes noticed the shard of mirror.

Everything seemed to sound funny, i could barely hear Lance's words, barely make out Willow's lips moving, all I could hear was my own breathing pushing in and out of my lungs, as if my ears were under water.

"C-Catch up?" I stumbled over the words, trying to think of something to stop this whole nightmare from ensueing. My eyes blinked a few times, trying to pull my attention away from the sharp weapon pointed at me.

"Y-You don't want to do that Willow..." I gave a false half smile, more worry filled than anything else. "W-We can catch up.. without... Without that can't we?" I stepped back again, coming up against the cold stone of the wall. I was trapped and he knew it. Worst part was I'd either have to fight him or convince him to drop the shard.. I had a better chance at fighting than convincing. His eyes told of his insanity, the wild look in them was almost sickening. He would have no qualms about using that on me...

I knew some things, vague memories coming back, mostly of my training, I had a slim chance at best. DAMMIT! What in the hell was I going to do now?!
 
Ray

I smile down at Kat as she looks up at me lust in her eyes. My lips tingle from her kiss the passion in it surprising me. I smile at the look in her eyes as she says it’s time to hunt. I raze an eyebrow asking. “So shall we get the two that we were talking to before we met are new friends or find some one ells?” I smile evilly as I lean down and kiss her lightly on her lips not able to help my self.

I look out over the crowded dance floor as conflicting emions move threw my mind. I had never thought of Kat as any thing other then a sister granted we weren’t related but up tell now that’s the kind of relationship we had. With out thinking I put my arm around her waste gently guiding her out on to the dance floor as I look for are pray.

My eyes watch the other vampires in the club wary even thou Christian said they wouldn’t bather use. I move with the grace of a vampire not letting any mortals touch me so they wouldn’t feel the swords strapped to my side. I pull Kat closer to my side as my eyes search and my mind swirls.
 
Kat

Looking around I find the couple from earlier and motioning to Ray head in their direction. With the right words and a quick mental nudge they agree to leave with us. The four of us head out to the car and I give the driver the address of Rays. The four of us relax, I have our guest some wine and I smile at Ray. I can feel my hunger coming off of me in waves and know that it feels as lust to mortals, but not to our kind as is evident in the way Ray seems to watch me. I snuggle a bit closer to the man and grin at him becomingly, watching as he reacts by the increase in pulse and flush of his skin. "So.........do you like games??" I ask the couple a soft burr to my voice and a tilt to my lips.
 
Gumo appeared at the bottom of the stairs, with all of the guards making no moves to guard him. Aria could tell that something was wrong with this picture.
"Aria, if there was anything that you were going to do, you should have done it by now. Your muscles are tensing in such manners that you have prepared for four different attacks already, but you haven't been able to breach your fear adequetly to execute even one of them. For your sake I would suggest giving up."
Gumo handed Willow a piece of paper.
"Here's the paper you asked for from my assistants. They haven't been able to find the other ring-bearers yet. Give them time, though. They can't hide from eveyone forever."
Just then Gumo caught the staring eyes of Aria. He smiled.
"He offered me a better deal."
Gumo turned back to Willow.
"What now?"
 
Christian

Our business? Over?
I now felt as though I had even less of an idea of what was going on around me, and my only trustworthy link to the truth was ready to back away.
I shook my head slowly, an act intended for purposes of self-communication. Trustworthy? I'd met the girl, in a cemetery, and hardly spoke to her. She comes to me bearing information of someone wanting to meet me, or one of those who just left, and I feel I can trust her already?
I take a deep breath, knowing I need to collect my thoughts.
"Perhaps it would be best if you stayed in contact with me, A.B.," I suggesed. "I can arrange for your payment for the services you've rendered, but I am far from the answers I require, and I donot feel certain that I will recieve them from my...new acquaintances. Or that I will ever meet this Aria."
I don't feel that she is convinced, and I am more than positive that she's uncomfortable. Being around others must make her discomforted altogether.
"I would much rather have you at my disposal, than to be without your services at this point. Perhaps I should meet with this friend of yours. He may have answers he doesn't realize he has. If I decide to, I will want you present, realize. Do you think that might be beneficial?"
 
Aria

Looking at Gumo and Willow both standing there with this shit eating grin on their faces was enough to piss me off. But unlike normal behavior, I said nothing.

And if Gumo thought he knew me, he best think again. Tensing for several battles my ass. Inhaling slowly, I willed my heart to a slower beat and waited as relaxed as I could be in this predictiment.

"Well then Gumo, I guess you will be losing that ring right quickly." I commented but gave no indication in which sense I meant it. No weapons, but not without my wits, I guess I would see what happened.

"Should have asked me first though, I have more money than Willow will ever see in his life time." I was becoming calmer and calmer by the minute, realizing that they sorely under-estimated me and would soon learn that mistake.

The ancient verses came to mind, the chanting helped center me and my thinking. My eyes stayed trained on the real threat, Willow.
 
A.B.

"If that is what you wish Christian then I am of service." she spoke up clearly, not thinking it over nor asking for payment. She felt a little tug towards him, a mental thing perhaps? Or perhaps it was because of his eyes and how sad they looked even when he was thinking of other things?

She eyed him a moment from her seat and smiled half heartedly, "I only perfer my own company usually, but for you I will make an exception to that rule." She gave him a little wink, smiling and hoping to ease some of the burden on his shoulders if only for a moment.

"So boss, what do you want me to do? Set up a meeting with this guy? You should be careful however, I think he wants you to accompany him somewhere. So be watchful and of course I will stay there with the two of you." She said nothing for a moment, waiting to hear his thoughts before deciding what to do tonight?
 
Christian

I thought for a moment.
"Yes," i stated, simply, my mind not even concentrating on the issue at hand.
"Make the appointment, and tell him that I will come with you and one or two others. I'm not certain I wish to endanger my own, but..."
I shrugged. Perhaps I was toying too much, not being direct and going to see the man myself, without any assistance. i didn't like playing games. It wasn't our way. We fought, faced our enemies directly. That was our way, but this situation had gotten far too complicated.
"And for now," I said. "You're welcome to stay the night here, with us, if you choose."
 
A.B.

It would be dawn soon and she was tired, it couldn't hurt to stay there. A little different, she chewed on her lip as she thought it over. But she wouldn't be safe and secured like she was in her own room. The choices were too much for her to make and without really knowing any of them, how could she trust them?

Christian she could trust, he didn't appear the least interested in her nor hurting her, which made her feel safe but there were others in this clan she did not know.

She glanced away from him and thought of how to approach the topic without offending him? Perhaps blunt would be best.

"I.." She couldn't do it. She had to give some trust to get some. "Sounds good. Do you have somewhere out of the way and dark?" She asked. She would need to get her coat and her cell, call Vladamir and set up this meeting. See if the terms were acceptable or not. She might not get any sleep in unfamiliar surroundings, but she had things to do. Lack of sleep wasn't something she wasn't accustomed to.
 
Ray

I smile at the woman seated next to me as her boyfriend pressed up agenst Kat. I put my arm around the girl pulling her close feeling her melt in to me as her lips find my neck. I sit back relaxing as I enjoy her touch forgetting for a moment all that is going on letting my mind go blank the struggle with in stopping if only for a short time.

My eyes open as the car stops and the driver opens the door for use. I smile warmly at the girl as I help her out of the car. I lead the way in to the lobby. The girl hanging on my arm just ass Kat hangs on the mans. I chuckle thinking if they new what they wer in for they wouldn’t be so egger.

I nod to the door man who gives me a knowing look as if to say you lucky bastred. I wink as we move to the elevators I hit the up button my arm rapping around the girls waste pulling her tighter as the doors open for use.

Once in my penthouse we move to the living room I sit on a love set with my meal as Kat sits on the couch with hers. I move in closer to the girl my mouth finding her neck gently sucking on it as my hands move over her body exiting her. I begin razing her excitement knowing that her blood would be sweeter for it and some how knowing that the more sexual energy in the room the better for kat.
 
Gumo removed his gloves and held up a ringless hand to Aria.
"What ring?"
He noticed the chanting of the mantra, then determined it was simply a mantra, and moved on.
"By the way, Willow, I hope you don't mind, but I'd like my own time with the dear lady, myself. Before or after you take your own, I don't mind."
 
Kat

I arch back my head allowing the man to kiss my neck his hands roaming over my body lightly. The passion rolls off the girl as Ray htis a particularly sensitive spot on her and I feed greedily on the energy released from each person. After a few moments I stand up gracefully and taking the mans hand begin walking around the couch towards the bedroom and other hand running lightly over Rays shoulders, ("I won't be long........enjoy yourself.") I send him mentally as I close the door to the bedroom almost all the way. Laying the man down on the bed I continue my caresses and kisses until his passions are at a fevered pitch. I roll back as he again takes control sliding the dress up my thighs to my belly, exposing me to his scrutiny. I arch up against his mouth the sexual energy in the room remarably high and continue to feed off of it until I finally grab him using but a touch of my strength to place him below me..........just as he is at the point of completion I bare my fangs and sink them in drinking deeply, feeling his body climax as I drink. My body is now flowing with his lifes blood and humming with desire, as I stand I pull my dress off and begin to walk towards the connecting bathroom. I can feel Ray feeding through his thoughts and sigh deeply as I step into the shower. I grab a sponge and lathering it with the gardenia scented soap run it over my body as the hot water rolls over me. A picture of Ray enters my mind and a surprising flush of lust washes over me. I shake my head visciously realizing that I will project my thoughts if I am not careful, the link between us seems to have strengthened both with our closeness and the rings. I sigh deeply scrubbing my hair..........what would my bloodbrother think if he knew the thoughts running through my head, I wonder.
 
Ray

I don’t even notes Kat leaving the room as my hands move over the girl bringing her closer to the edge and then keeping her there not letting her go over feeling her need growing at I teas her. Are close have been shed and are hands and mouths are exploring. I enjoy the taste of her sweaty skin and the lust in her eyes.

With out warning my fangs extend as my hunger grows to grate to keep the game going any longer. I bite in to her neck even as I enter her moving fast and hard grunting as I taste her blood flowing in to my mouth. Her blood burns its way down hitting my stomach the warmth spreading.

I growl as I explode in side of her casing her to cum once agene. Her cry’s of passion echo in the living room as she is racked by wave after wave of ecstasy witch is only enhanced by my sucking on her neck.

I sense her heart bet slowing and I force my self to reles her not needing the blood and not wanting to alarm Kat to my darker side. I pull out of her and stand before her smiling down at her as she pants for breath a silly grin on her lips.

I stretch as I feel her blood pumping threw me giving me energy making me feel more alive then before. I casually pull my pants back on not bothering with my shirt as I go to the kitchen to get a drink. I look over my shoulder about to ask the girl if she wanted some thing but she had passed out cold.

I shake my head thinking “Humans so weak and fragile.” I smile almost warmly before the darkness over takes me agene. I sneer in contempt then and grab a bottle of whisky. I sit on the couch where Kat was sitting and sit back relaxing.
 
Willow snapped his fingers. In an instance Sebulba was between Gum and Willow, taking hold of the papers, and directing him back up the stairs.
"We're gracious for your addition to our group. Mongrel is all too pleased as well, he would like to speak with you right now."
He closed the bars, locking them, leaving the key on the table, far from any reach inside.
"Willow, he wants her alive..."
Willow only growled, bidding them to leave as fast as possible. Blood lust had taken over, and the mere mention of rational words seemed to only rage him on more.
"Just upstairs, I'll take you," He followed right behind the newcomer, "This is fascinating? I can't believe you got all of this in just a few days? It's been taking us forever and we still have no clue."
Willow moved the blade of glass up to her cheek, pressing it lightly against her skin. It dug in, but not deep enough to cause blood.
"I love you," He whispered, letting the shard move down her skin, and a single drop of blood coming out. With almost careful precision he licked it.
 
Aria

Eyes falling closed, I could feel the floor opening up and beginning to swallow me whole. This was one instance where I would live or die, I had to make a choice that would choose that path. I was backed against the wall, the glass to my face and Willow looming before me. Everything felt numb, from head to toe, all zeroed in on Willow and his movements.

I felt the shard caress my skin and flinched. My eyes opened and met Willow's mad haze filled eyes. Gulping down, my lips parted slightly as a shuddering breath exhaled. A tear slipped down my cheek and I knew this was a critical moment. The fear was almost paralyzing me, but I had to think, not let it eat away at me.

I had to make a choice, to fight or to give and pray for a positive outcome. Neither was helping me remain calm, alone with him, Lance was useless being chained as he was for assistance. The trembling began and wouldn't cease, I was alone with him and nothing was guaranteeing my life. All I had was my mind, and I had to stay rational to use it..

A soft cry escaped my lips as the blade cut into my skin and I felt the hot lap of his tongue on my cheek. Another tear fell and my eyes closed briefly. He was close enough I could feel the heat of his body hovering near my own.

"I love you," His words whispered just before he lapped the blood from my skin. My heart stopped beating and my world spun crazily out of control. Stifling a sob, I could feel my body shaking... God! Help me!? My mind was in turmoil and I was helpless for the first time in a very long time.

Letting out my held breath, it was shaky and wet sounding from the tears and fear. My eyes met his, blurred by tears I held his gaze before lowering my eyes, "I never th-thought y-you'd say that to m-me." My voice actually held an awed sound to it. I could feel my lower lip trembling as I fought back all that I knew and used something I had never done before... weakness.

"I.. I .." It was hard to speak, the lump in my throat the mind whirling non-stop, seeking a solution and that gnawing fear eating at me as well. "I did n-not think m-me worthy o-of your love.." I said in a small voice as I stared down at his jacket. I did not know what would happen next, I could only pray he had some feelings somewhere left in his mind.

My hands moved on their own, but not moving to stop him or hurt him, but to rest against his chest gently. I guarded my eyes better, using all I could to change their color as I slowly raised my head just enough to look up into his, "I had hopes... but was afraid..." I let the admiration seep into my gaze yet did not let it become confident. It was hard and I hoped the right look, because my life was on the line here...
 
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Kat

Stepping out of the shower I wrap a towel around me and after combing and braiding my hair I throw off the towel and pull on a long nightgown of green silk. The slit in the front comes up to higher than midthigh and the V in the back dips down to my tailbone. Smoothing the confection down over my hips I throw on the matching robe without tying it and walk towards the bedroom door. My recent conquest snoring softly from the bed, a sudden smell stops me. I wrinkle my nose slightly, a grin spreading as I continue out to the couch standing directly behind Ray. "Ye've been inta my good Irish whiskey ashke'." I lay my hands on his shoulders massaging into the corded muscle there sensing the darkness in him once again. I lean over planting a light nip on his neck, just drawing blood with a fang before licking it off again. I stand up realizing what I just did and reaching over him grab the bottle and take a big drink as I walk around to stand by the windows in front of him.
 
A moment of surreal verisimilitude swept over him. Like in a suspended trance, Willow paused, his head cocked to the side. He looked of a machine, that had just shut off awaing the next set of instructions.
Then, a smile emerged, just as if the sea itself had parted. A single moving muscle on bound stone, sweeping over him, as he came back to life with renewed fragrence.
Willow moved up against Aria. His body up against hers, pressing flesh with flesh. A near moan escaped him, letting his cheek brush up with hers.
A lover's embrace.
"I knew it... I knew it. Oh, I have missed you. For so long, waiting here, without you. I wanted to show you my love, let you feel it, but you kept running away."
His fangs danced on the skin of her neck, a light graze up and down.
"I love you. Spread your legs for me."
The shard of glass was right against her side. Small drips of blood fell like a tiny downpour against their feet. He held the glass so hard it had cut deep into him. The blood was as thick and dark as possible, meaning he had cut a vein of somekind.
The pain didn't even register to him.
"Spread your legs, let me love you."
He moaned with pleasure against her willing body.
 
Aria

A red flush came to my face as my heart hammered painfully in my breast as he neared me. I could not even chance a glance at Lance in the chains not too far from me. Shame enveloped me into a tight fist and wouldn't release me from it's clutches.

He had what he wanted and I would live, but would I be able to really live? Resolve appeared from no where, my mind telling me all would be alright if I could just live through this. Time healed all wounds and souls.

Shivering slightly, I could feel him pressing into me, bidding entrance between my thighs. I thanked god for a moment I wore pants, but for how long?

"Yes Willow." I spoke softly, obeying his command and spreading my thighs wider. Fighting the rising foul taste in my mouth, I tried not to lose it all. Still shaking, still teetering on the edges of fear and anger, I did as he bid me to without complaint nor fight.

The tears kept flowing, I couldn't seem to stop them, I was still in danger, I could feel his fangs at my throat and gasped. His answering moan must have meant he took it as a sign of arousal. I fought to stay relaxed and not tense under him, thought of everything I could to keep away the revulsion in my body and mind.

This was humiliating, degrading, scary as hell. A sane person was safer to deal with than one in his mental state, it made me tremble all the more with a real deep seeded worry. My hands clutched into his shirt, not pushing or pulling, just holding on to keep the strength in my limbs and keep myself upright.

Lips trembling and face red and splotchy from my tears, I did not understand how he found me appealing like this?! But he wasn't caring if I was black and blue, he saw what he wanted too apparently.

I could feel him grinding his hardness into the center of my crotch, mimicing his thoughts with actions. A soft groan escaped my lips, not from pleasure, although it sounded the same in tone, but from the pain of the pants pressing into my tender flesh. Still limply holding onto him, I kept my head tucked against his shoulder and fought back fresh tears...
 
Ray

I relax slightly as I feel Kats hands on my showers rubbing the stress from them. I shiver slightly as I feel one of her fangs prick my skin drawing a drop of blood her tong flicking out and taking it in to there mouth. I smirk slightly as she reaches over and takes the whisky out of my hand. I smile as my eyes move over her back as she walks over to the window.

I watch her for a time as conflicting emotions move threw my mind. I stand then and move up behind her my hands moving to there shoulder rubbing then gently. “Relax sis what is rung?” I ask softly as the darkness reseedes slightly my ring glowing sending heat threw me.

I feel my body reacting to having her so close her sent filling my nostrils sending chills down my back. I force my self not to do any more then rub her shoulders not wanting to make life more complicated then it already is.
 
Hands fumbled, like that of newborn lovers, to undress her. Buttons came off, clothing partly shed, partly ripped from her body. He used the glass when he could. It cut through her barriers one by one, revealing the unbloomed flower beneath.
A sigh excaped him. One of almost frustrating urgance. He felt he had to hurry. A presense, a ghost of a clock had been set off, and he raced against it.
He raced for her passion.
A hand crept up her inner thigh, moving past her sex, up her stomach, between her breasts, still clothed, and right up to her cheek. He held it there, held her there. Holding her tight against the wall, he kissed the same side of her cheek. It had already healed, but the fresh blood could still be tasted between his moistened lips.
The glass moved from inner thigh to inner thigh, edging closer to her. It kissed her skin each time it jumped, moving with the lightness of a skilled practitioner, or a requited lover.
The dull edge touched her lips. Cold glass against her warm flesh.
"Oh God," Willow let out a pent up breath, moaning with utter delight as one side met resistance.
His eyes were covered with a glaze that showed sickening excitement. He couldn't see straight, he couldn't see at all. The real world turned into a fuzzy array of colors and mismatched shapes.
"Gwnedolyn," The name fluttering out of his mouth, asking to meet his lover, demanding she show him the love she promised. He pushed against her, purposely, to feel her living flesh next to his, and the love he knew she would feel.
The blade began to turn, from one of the dull edges, to one of the sharp ones.
"Oh Gwendolyn, love me. Let me love you."
 
Aria

Stifling the urges to kick and punch him, I felt the heat rise in my face more and more. Beyond humiliating this was degrading!

He kept cutting away at my clothing, the fresh scent of blood hung in there air, but I was too afraid to look and see just exactly which one of us were bleeding? My hands tightened in his shirt front, my nails biting painfully into my palms as I tried to get some courage, a single thought to stop all of this. To get that glass piece away from him, to do something!

His words were mumbled and quickly whispered out, nothing really catching my attention as my body's numbness was getting worse. Jesus! Stop this madness dammit! My mind kept yelling at me, but the body wasn't listening.

Flashes came once again, someone else forcing himself on me and the sickness inside almost caused me to throw up all over his shirt front. Clamping a hand over my mouth, I jerked upright and away from him as the glass caressed bared flesh?

He had my pants off? I did not even notice?! A tear fell again and I squeezed my eyes tightly shut a moment. Control, I needed to gain control over myself. Think of things to stop this, to stop Willow. But how? I thought over all I could remember that pissed me off, trying to grasp a flame of it and spread the fire.

His last few words halted me instantly. He thought I was Gwendolyn? Who the hell was Gwendolyn? What did it matter??! He was going to do whatever he wanted with me! Closing my eyes, my hands released their tight grip from his shirt as I sat upright. Nervously the breath rushed in and out of my lungs, a surreal feeling came over me as if I was already dying. I could feel nothing, hear nothing for a millisecond but my own breathing and my collected thoughts now hammering inside my head.

"Gwendolyn? Willow? I am not Gwendolyn." I caught his eyes shifting to my face, "I am not her, Willow." As if he didn't hear me but he was trying to register the words, his eyes sickening to look into. "I am not Gwendolyn, I am Aria." I was shaking, but it was slowly diminishing as I began to tense up. What would he do?

He was stunned somewhat and looked to be hunting for something in his mind? Reaching down between my thighs, now bleeding from a cut, my hand wrapped around his wrist, but not overly tight. Just a precaution, God get him away from me! We were both shaking, my blood was making a loud sound in my ears, even my scalp tingled with awareness.

I had to stop him, take the steam out of him some how...
 
Christian

Out of the way and dark?
I smiled weakly. "Yes. I think I can manage out of the way, and dark is no trouble at all, of course."
I looked at the girl taking in the full extent of the scars on her face, seeing them trail down her neck, leading my eyes to the collar of her shirt.
I shifted my eyes away, not wanting to make the girl self-conscious. The girl, Kat, had offered to help her, to make the scars go away I guessed. But I doubted that was wise. It seemed they had far too much to do with who the girl had become for her to live without them. Almost like asking me to live without the Pentagram I was given as a child, or any of the others I'd been given or found throughout my lifetime. The faith had lost its importance, but the symbol itself was rooted into my existence.
I felt naked without one around my neck, and I guessed, no matter how much the girl wished the scars away, she would be every bit as lost without them.
"You may have your choice of the extra rooms, as dark and secluded as you like. The club has three basements, enough room to house twice the vampires that live here," I stated. "If you wish to feed...well, the dancefloor is that way."
I smiled, thinking that perhaps I might like a meal myself just then. Y'know, to clear the mind.
 
A.B.

"One where you might be near by?" She asked quietly, her dark eyes holding firmly to his. She only would feel safe in a strange place if someone she knew was around her proximity.

"I have never hunted in a club before?" she thought this over, still holding his eyes, she liked his eyes for some reason? "Why are you sacrifice Christian? Oh.. I know the answer to that, sorry. Forgive my intrusion." She fell silent a moment, listening to the beat of the music, it did seem to call to her.

She smiled a little more invitingly this time, "Will you show me how it's done in a club? I am used to sleeping bums who don't know that I am there.." She was warming up to him, he was so non-threatening. Of Course his boyish good looks helped too, but looks weren't everything. She learned that one herself many times.
 
Kat

"Your hiding something from me ashke'." I turn his hands still on my shoulders and the bottle still in my hand. Looking at his face I sense the turmoil and at the same time feel my hand warming from the heat of the ring. I shudder slightly at the feel of his hands on my shoulders still massaging even though I now face him. MY eyes darken slghtly to a deep emerald as both concern and confusion enter my mind. "Will you not trust me....?" I glance out the window again and then turning back to Ray a small smile begins to play on my lips, "Do you not remember what I was before,.......the darkness that almost consumed me?"
 
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