Shitaki mushrooms

Welcome To My Hell

2005-06-08T16:10:00.000-05:00

Have you ever had one of those days where you don't htink you have any friends? Well, suck it up ya l;osers cause i literally don't have any friends at some points in my life. and yesterday was almost one of those days. On thje thankful side Jeremy chose to actually put up with my attitude and other bullshit and try to get on my good side enough to say that he didn't want to break up with me. Im happy we're still together but i fear for him. He doesn't seeem to be doing all that well. He seems unsure of how to handle things. one minute he doesn't want to talk because he's not in a talking mood the next he wants to talk and he's sorry he said he didn't want to talk. I love him dearly and wouldn't give him up for the world but he's so afraid of letting me get to close, close enough for me to help him. I see so much of myself in him though that it's hard to keep myself from trying to help him. I really do love him though.....

Ketchup

2005-05-30T14:53:00.000-05:00

Wow... It's been a long time. I haven't blogged in forever.... well lesse..... SCREW DJ! The mother fucker.... im very very mad at mike.... oh and my bf jeremy.. is a hottie and i love him

Homecoming!/My Birthday/DJ!!!!!!!!!!!!

2004-10-23T09:26:00.000-05:00

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v154/KatherineD05384/Togethercopy.jpg I think this sums it all up... went to homecoming. saw DJ (on the left) freaked out the preps. wreaked havok.... and got a dozen roses a cake and a pentegram for my b-day.... I'm just to happy to piss off..... And i miss dj so much... but he's always in my heart so.... HUZZAH!!!!!!!!!!!

Heartless souls Unite

2004-10-18T17:01:00.000-05:00

I can't think of anything more disturbing than the thought of two psychoticly depressing, homicidal vampiric goths getting together. I half expect the world to end now that I've found DJ. As everyone probably doesn't know. I met DJ about three weeks ago and since then, well, my life has been hell without him. Anyway, people seem to want to cause a lot of trouble though. I can't really think of a worse way to get back at us but both me and DJ's ex's have been running rampant, and one of mine even started a gang war that is currently raging throughout York city. It's so bad that we have people coming up from both Baltimore and down from New York. York is becoming quite dangerous. I'm starting to miss my online friends though. I haven't gotten a lot of time to talk to you guys because of the gang war and some other shit that's been going on. One of these days though... I'll keep in touch this way for now. Later guys!

Black Thoughts...

2004-09-16T18:32:00.000-05:00

Does anyone here mind if i just sob into my arms. No, literally. I normally don't cry, but hey look at this...
Tom called me today. He was so upset about flirting with that girl that he started thinking. I have nothing against it... i still love him with all my heart. I always will. But Tom if you decide that a long distance relationship isn't what you need then i'll be okay.
On the other hand, Mike called today. You'd think after all the anger, hate and frustration that I wouldn't feel depressed about him, but i do. You see, I found out tonight that Mike might not live too much longer. Something is wrong with his heart. From all his drinking smoking and drinking caffeine well, it's not looking too good.
I can't help but feel completely alone and depressed. I mean... wouldn't you? The only thing i have left to look forward to now is killing people. Fun... Bye all.

Shattered remnants of a time when happiness dies a bloody death...

2004-09-11T22:07:00.000-05:00

If Tom thought that his feelings were hurt then I feel much worse. I read my mom's phone bill for the end of last month. It had all my calls to Sami but nothing with Tom's number on it. I'm praying for the best on that. But far worse was that i had planned on talking to Tom earlier in the day, and i didn't. My mom first refused to let me and my friend go anywhere at all, then turned around and sent us to the mall. I was pissed. We were bored off our asses though. In the end i feel violated. My friend likes me... *sigh* why me? Why do i make friends that end up liking me. God damn fucking people. I could have been talking to Tom the entire day and instead i was hanging with another guy that i have to tell off. *wants to kill someone* Tom i miss you. i need to hear your voice, even if it means that my phone bill next month will be five hundred and some dollars. Fuck it. *cries in her corner for a while then curls into a ball*

Dear Gods, What Have I Done?

2004-09-08T17:35:00.000-05:00

It's cruel. There's just something very cruel about the way my life plays out. There's something odd about how my life always seems to me like i'm staring through a dark hazey mirror and trying to find my reflection. Wait... what reflection. I shouldn't be with you Tom. I'm not worth that much. I shouldn't be allowed to be happy. That's why all this shit is happening. Now that i'm happy Fucktard is calling again and saying that he's still my boyfriend to all my friends. He's telling me he loves me and it's scary. I don't want to get pulled back in. Never again. Maybe it's time i have a weekend where i just go to the mall with some friends. Maybe...

Dear Gods,
What have i done? I have tried to live honourably, but it seems that i am just not good enough. Why do you hate me?

I feel oddly distant again. I mean i've been reasonably happy for the past week, but in the last two days i've been crying myself to sleep again and my wall has suffered. It hurt a lot because most of my friends are having worse problems and don't have time to listen. I listen to them and keep my feelings hidden. All except for here. When my computer time is done i sit an kill my pillow with my letter opener til Tom calls again and talks me down. I hope he did well in drama.
.............................
One Hour Later:
Fuck this. I'm going to bed. Wake me up when you call Tom. I need it.

Updates...

2004-09-06T19:01:00.000-05:00

HAPPY SIXTEEN MAH MAN JOHN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry everyone for not being home all weeekend... and finally I MISSED YALL!

To tom:
I love you. I missed you. The world is hell without you.

To kat:
I have nothing against Mike but i hope you know what you're doing. I trust you to make the right decisions. You're not stupid and i've said it before. I just want you to know that even though me and tom are dating you're still like a sister to me. I never ever would have dreamed that me and tom would be together again, but like i told tom "you never really fall out of love."

To Mike:
Don't break her heart man. I was already pissed at you about jax. I told someone yesterday, "you fuck with my friends you fuck with me." Don't piss me off. I will pay you back for both jax and kat if you decide to be an ass. Be good.

To John:
Happy happy birthday to you! And i'm glad i have your blessing.

To Jax:
Life's hell. Now let's give some back!

To everyone:
Tom's the best thing that could have happened to me. I don't know what's coming in the future, but i intend to face it head on. I just hope that we remain friends. I don't like tom and kat fighting although i do see why he's pissed. He really does care. I realize that kat doesn't love him like i do, but as much as i would like to agree with tom, she does love him, but in a different way. And that means that she DOES care. I'm not sure if the whole dating mike thing is a way of getting back at us or actually liking him but i wish you two the best as i hope you guys will do for me and tom. I'd die if i didn't have you guys, jax, kat, mike, john, calvin, everyone else, and especially Tom. You're my family. I couldn't wish for a better one, even when you fight.

HMmmmmmm

2004-09-02T15:30:00.000-05:00

So much to talk about now. Unfortunately you shall all have to wait until tom gets back at around six before i write anything more. I'm too lazy to put my blog in working order with all the latest bulletins of my soapopera life... although i will say it is common knowledge the mike pissed tom off. Hopefully though, they will make up soon. *pout* i hate when friends fight.i just have a lot of reasons to say i'm happy eight now, or as close to happy as i get. hmmm those roses i drew on my hand after the pictures for our id's were taken today, are really pretty... i haven't drawn that good in ages... tabbi got one too. She wanted a black one though. it was wicked looking. well say more later. Lates

!~ANGST~!

2004-09-01T15:19:00.000-05:00

WELcome to angst one o one... Today we shall learn how much high school bites ass. Right, as most morons that i've told know... i go to a school where you can get a head start in your career. It's a really crappy school... they literally have no ceiling. *shakes her fist* if you're not careful you get dripped on by the water pipes. Anyway, i just spent the entire rotation day either talking to my new and very good friend Tabbs (sodi pop!) or fighting the sewing machine in fashion design rotation. Tabbs helped me luckily, but my machine bites ass. It's not that i'm bad at sewing, just bad with technology of any kind. *shakes fist again* i'm waiting for Tom now. Slowpoke. I miss him and school sucks. *wants her shmexy pirate king here right now* oh and mike is shposed to call me at five or five thirty so tom better hurry. Poor mike. Tom made him sad yesterday. *shakes head* Tom was supposed to me first mate but he bumped mike out of the pirate king position... i guess its only right, but shtill... oh and for Tom... did your teacher say "shit" yet?

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2004-08-27T14:40:00.000-05:00

I don't understand myself. I'm a moron. School starts Monday and i continue to sleep in. I need to be up at five thirty in the freaking morning on monday... *sigh* i hate my life

Moods

2004-08-25T12:22:00.000-05:00

Tom and Kat broke up. It's really very depressing. Tom cut himself again. *sigh* the weird thing is that we both were thinking about cutting at the same time. @_@ i'm glad i didn't though. Tom did however. I hope he's feeling a bit better. I could never let him stay sad.

Depressed

2004-08-24T12:45:00.000-05:00

Tom's depressed. I'm depressed. Let's all be depressed. hmm.... maybe i should just go back to bed.

well...

2004-08-23T11:07:00.000-05:00

it's pretty obvious that i'm bored.... oh so bored.but i'm getting a kick out of putting tom's stalker in his place. The asshole. i really have never met someone who is so naive. John you may be a christian but you are definetly not naive. This guy must be one of those closed minded asholes that believe in the witch burnings or some shit. But anyway... i was very happy yesterday. We went out for breakfast which is rare, then we went to the mall an me an mum got two new barbells for our belly piercings. Meanwhile i got to meet Steve-o's daughter. Steve-o is me mum's bf and he's awesome cause he's a truck driver. Maybe he'll stop at your place sometime Tom. He goes near you all the time. But his daughter was awesome. We went out to lunch with her and just like me she's lemon crazy. She also ordered the crabcakes. so my mum was right when she said we are similar. But we really had fun. After that we went school shopping. It was a blast cause steve-o was climbing walmart's shelves to get me binders and shit. stoopid walllymart. it's sooooo cheap. But i fainally got hoobastank and the Lostprophets cd i have been wanting desperately. I officially have had over ten new cd's since summer started. that's like a record or something. I'm sooooo poor. Oh well. now all i need is a new portable cd player to replace my brooken one and i shall be happy. That and my mum better get these blonde streaks out of my hair. no respectable goth would go to school partially blonde. My moronic mum was teasing me about it too. but when we were done our plethora of shopping we all went home and crashed and watched Dave Attels sloshed in translation, where he got to go to tokyo and get drunk. NO FAIR! After that we stayed up late. Then when i got too bored i just went up stairs and slept on the couch. I hate my room. Letely it's been freezing down there. And musty all the rain has made it musty. The couch is comfy. I'm ranting and i'm hungry. i'm getting food now!

What's up.

2004-08-22T11:21:00.000-05:00

The sky for one, but N E way... I hasn't written in mah bloggy since duh big storm dat knocked out tre over and sent us out of electric and telephone for a day and half. Anywho.. i have recieved three very strange calls now since that storm hit.... (Does everyone freaking know i'm single now?) Anyway the first i've already talked about. It was my evil stalker who must die. The second was my ex-bf Scott, who not only called to ask me out (which got a resounding no) but also asked if my mum was available. After that (i dated his cousin as well and was best friends with his other cousin) Scott's cousin Crystal and one of my good friends called me. She wanted to hook me up with some goth guys.... (hmm lip piercing. interesting but no thnxs crys) Finally came the not so weird but slightly fun call that Sami usually provides me with. She always seems to call when i need cheered up. Thank you witch sis! But well, things go about as they normally do. I gave mike's # to her so she could call him. They talked for an hour then i called her back. I don't think Mike even thinks about me anymore so i do believe it is safe to say that i am a free woman. Whatever. Sami, sis, take him he's all yours! Well later Yall!

Stalkers... Walkers... And ASSHOLES extreme!

2004-08-19T12:13:00.000-05:00

My stalker is back. *tries to shoot herself* i was being good. i don't need this shit. And stil no word from fucktard. and i had a really heinous nightmare last night. *never wants to sleep again* Oh yeah back to the stalker. The next guy who says any of those things to me has automatically earned himself a slow and painful death. PERVERT! I shall smite thee with my wickedness! Fuck you Damian i won't go out with you! Go fuck your damn girlfriend and stop being such a freaking pussy. Begging don't help in my book. it only makes you dumb. BASTARD! ^-^ *her little horns are sticking out of her head and her tail is twirling vicioulsy* I shall smite thee!

Rant-cycles

2004-08-18T11:50:00.000-05:00

If I rant once in a while I'm good.
Rant #1
Where the hell is Fucktard? You think after leaving forty messages on his answering machine that he needs to call me he would understand. Or maybe he does and he just doesn't want to face things. Or he could be drunk. Or he could be dead or in prison or dead. I'm guessing dead. He better be dead. That's the only excuse he gets for not contacting me anymore. He told me three months ago that he wouldn't ignore me until our relationship was permanently over, otherwise he's dead. So that's his excuse and it better be his reason.

Rant #2
I feel pretty. Oh so pretty. So pretty and witty and gay!

I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts. There they are standing in a row. Bom bom bom. Big ones small ones some as big as your head, maybe even bigger if you sing the song again...

Rant #3
Where the hell are all my socks? I did all my laundry and i've still been walking around without socks for a week. Do they disappear in the summer or something? Weird!

Rant #4
I feel pretty oh so pretty...

Rant #5
Hi John! wait isn't that the name of an herb.... highjohn? I know there's St. Johnswort, but.... oh whatever... where's my herb book.

Rant #6
I haven't known this much about christianity in ages... I was a lutheran when i was six. that was the last time i was involved in christianity.... Angels, demons, the bible, ah well i still look at it the same way. i have nothing against modern christians or they're belief but i still don't want to be one for the fact that they tried to stamp out my religion for centuries... bastard monks.

Rant #7
oooooh i see. crap. John, i'm going to your hell. I drank blood. XD Oh well, i get to go to my heaven ! YaY! (and no drinking blood is not one of the terms that help you to heaven... but it's not bad either.)

More Poems

2004-08-16T17:51:00.000-05:00

Ever notice that poems literally has Edgar Allan Poe's last name in it.... weird.

The Black Rose

It sits in a garden of radiant color
And pulls on your darkest desires
It feeds off of pain and destruction
And lives off the thorns of life
It calls to the pain in your soul
And blackens at your strife
So if you see the forgotten rose
And think back to all that is dark
Beware this warning
For it calls you in
And swallows up your heart

Walls

Crawl through the darkness,
Push past the pain,
Feel the silver cold of morning,
As I build my wall again.
Destroy your feelings.
Push them down.
Don't feel anything,
Let me drown.
The pain still lingers,
But I build my wall up,
Forcing you out,
So I can cope.
Keep you out,
And huddle inside,
My castle,
My fortress,
My way to hide.
I will go without you,
And live my life,
I'll never be the same,
But I will survive.
As I walk away I continue to cry,
Deep inside my fortress,
Underneath my black and purple sky.

Dream World

I dream of flowers,
And violet skies.
I dream of clouds,
That pass me by,
I wander in my lonely dream,
Forever lost it would seem.
To watch it all just float away,
And hide here in this half-day.
Where ever is it brink of day,
Or cold nights that pass away.
And hover in my lonely state,
Until I'm done my long slow wait.
All flowers are black,
All grass is gray,
The trees are orange,
And then it slowly fades away.
I wake up and live in dreams,
And then at night I live again.

The Goodbye

I stare out and I try to see,
All that which I thought we would be.
I call to you silently with my tears,
And hope you will come,
Hope you will cease my fears.
I thought that you had seen how much I loved you,
And yet you left me here.
What was I supposed to do,
Was I supposed to just let you protect me,
And remain alone always?
I sit here and cry until I can’t anymore,
And I long for a time before these days.
I remember crying into your shoulder,
Holding you there until time stood still,
Standing there until I couldn't anymore.
I knew I missed you,
I always will.

Tear Drops
The tears fall like the rain,
Dropping to the water,
They fall in silent harmonies,
And sing sadness to each other.
They splash and trickle,
Down my face,
And stain my reddened eyes,
They wet my lashes and my cheeks,
As rain falls from the skies.
The raindrops hide my sadness,
As they always will,
For I’m too strong for you to see,
The way I truly feel.
I have hidden all my hope,
In a bubble deep inside,
And if I must show it now,
The rain will help me hide.
I wait beneath the blackened sky,
And let the rain fall down.
I hover there ceaselessly,
Hoping that the rain will let me drown.
I wish to wake now from this hell,
And finally forget,
How this angel finally fell,
And how she still falls yet.
But to wake from my nightmare,
I must finally see,
How I truly feel inside,
And set those feelings free.
That is why I stand here now,
Crying in the rain.
I stand here crying endlessly,
And waiting once again.

Hope you like.

So much for sanity.

2004-08-15T21:26:00.000-05:00

Well, I should bid thee all a good night. (*is speaking in a british accent*) It's far too late for the law abidin' citizens to be out now ain' it? Well, i leave thee gents wi' these poems and 'ope that' you'll take a fancy to 'em.

I pour over ancient tomes
In hopes of easing my pain.
I sit and cry over you.
And outside, down pours the rain.
I write my sorrows
And hope that memories will fade.
I sing of my painful tears
During the night’s sweet shade.
I let the blood flow
In hopes of washing away
All that I felt for you
And all that I still may.
I didn’t wish for this.
I know that I never will.
I can’t love you anymore,
But I know that I shall still.
I move on with a heavy heart.
And I live my life again.
I try to be the same.
But that life is at an end.
I died that day she told me.
I lost my very soul.
If they find my broken heart
Then they’ll find an empty hole.
I’m not who I was.
I wish that I could be.
But I cannot take back
The life you took from me.
I see now, as I walk away,
An empty patch of ground.
And sunlight streams down on it.
For I was lost and now I’m found.

A single crystal teardrop.
A fragile piece of glass.
My heart’s shattered memories
Lie amongst the bloodied grass.
A perfect black rose.
A simple lullaby.
I mourn for my heart
And for all the tears I cry.
A withered rose bush.
A paradise’s cost.
My heart beats slowly
And in my mind I’m lost.
A single wafting snowflake.
A morning’s drop of dew.
My skin grows cold
And I can only think of you.
A dim ray of sunshine.
A fragile memory.
I am slowly drowning
In my never-ending sea.
A hopeful glimmer.
The sun’s final ray.
I nearly drowned in you,
But a stranger saved the day.
Hearts floating aimlessly.
A fleeting shard of joy.
It’s time that I move on.
And I have found another joy.

My cryptic sense of life and death is almost enigmatic.
My life’s perfect paradox and disturbing mental static.
A calm, deep sadness, not unlike that of entombment
Disjoints my capabilities of remaining cognizant.
Ethereal feelings that I’m lost in hallucinations
Override my soul and destroy my imagination.

And Finely, i must thank Tom for bullying me. 'e's truly one to "'elp" me get my 'obbies together... ('elp! forced labor! 'elp!) Now that i'm not manically depressed he can pick on me all 'e likes an' it only makes me better... ~_~' Thang you Tom. And yes, i kno' i sound perky on the telephone. I always sound tha' way. But mostly when i'm 'yper. ^-^ i like bein' perky though... it freaks all those goth 'aters out. That and the 'ugging 'em.

-This is a public service announcement from Goth Gwen-
How the hell do you people put up with this... ? *evil stare* Well? Answer! Answer or i shall cut you in two! And for the men it shall be three...!

ignore her please she's just not nice... *huggles everyone* im sooooooooooooooooo sorry! *runs off and chokes goth gwen* fangies tom you let her out again! Why do you never lock her cage? KAT! JOHN! ERPEL! MIKE! (not fucktard) HELP!
Thank you and have a nice day! ^-^

Ranting in pictures....

2004-08-15T21:16:00.000-05:00

Dorks... Feel my wrath.... I am the pirate queen! I am a vampire a goth a psychopath and a pirate... :whee:
I shall smite thee!

~Goth Gwen~

The World

2004-08-15T11:33:00.000-05:00

I was watching a lot of TV last night. The thing with me though, is that i don't always watch cartoon network or Fuse TV like most kids my age. I flip on the history channel or the discovery channel or Sci Fi. It just so happened that last night while i was waiting for Inuyasha to come on (after i was done watching Laura Croft : Tomb Raider and Speed) i turned on the History Channel and watched a very interesting program. It was called The Bible Code (i also watched the Bible Code 2) and it was really interesting. they talked about when the world might end. supposedly if we don't clean up our acts we could all die in 2012. Nice huh? then there was another show on Nostradamus. It started me thinking. Then the Are there really aliens? one made me think all the more. By the time Inuyasha actually came on i was so thoughtful about aliens and death that i ended up having to stay up and watch inuyasha at 3 instead of midnight cause i wasn't paying attention.

My Past Part 2

2004-08-13T22:54:00.000-05:00

Well, i don't really feel like going into a lot of detail about my past today. i'll just put it that after my mom divorced my dad she decided to date my uncle, who was at the time also divorced, but is now married to my lovely aunt Linda and together they have a beautiful baby daughter, even if Linda is a city girl XP and the baby's name is Ashlyn. Anyway, my dad tried to kill him and my mom's other bf before that. He never really got over it. But to move more into the present, for those of you who didn't know me a year ago, which is, um, everyone, the umcoming events were as stated:
My Da' got a DUI
(he's always been an alcoholic and a violent one at that)
My Da' had a stroke.
My Da' got another DUI while still recovering from his stroke.
My Da' lost his job.
My mom, who has four kids now was divorced and only had as much child support as my Da' could provide.
I moved to the basement.
My BF of a year... well everyone knows that little sob story....

But don't you think me Da' is a brillliant man.... XP I hate him soo.....

sigh

2004-08-13T18:04:00.000-05:00

why me.... i'm lonely again...... *howls like a wolf for lonliness* mmmmm bbq wings. I shall go stuff my face from lonliness. maybe someone will come on. One person is okay, but when there are two or three... or if john was on..... *blush* crud on me. I'm going to go eat and pick out an outfit to where when i stay home tomorrow. i know. i'll go write more stories.... or work on outbreak.. or Kat's sequel..... or...... any number of stories..... so bored..... *huggle everyone* i need help.... ooooooh sword! *runs away from my own self in fear* i need a life....

Thoughts

2004-08-12T11:39:00.000-05:00

As I sit here and think, it pains me. It’s been ages since I allowed myself to reminisce. I almost want to cry. It’ been ages since I let myself do that too. I guess I should try to elucidate my behavior to most of those who don’t know me as well as they should like. I have never cried for anything less than a catastrophe in my life. I wouldn’t cry if my father died. I might be a little melancholy if my mom died. I know that may sound harsh to a lot of people, but it also corresponds to the fact that my parents and I were never close, especially in the means that one would think of as family. If I think of family and try to place it with sounds, smells, mental pictures, and the like, I get a picture that is very disturbing to me. I can see a white room. It’s winter. It’s very cold and there’s no heat and the light streams through the window in patches, like it does sometimes. The room holds no furniture and there seems to be only windows and dark, open doors. There is broken glass that lines the floor. That is what my family feels like. Sometimes, especially when I listen to AFI’s Silver and Cold, I get chills and think of another room. This room is similar. Instead though, it holds a dresser, a little white bed, and dolls, a few sparse old-fashioned dolls that line the room. All of these furnishings make it more distant and cold however. Outside the single window there is snow on the ground. It’s silent. I can see three people in my mind eye. Greg, my mom’s close friend, a large man, taller than me and my mom both, scraggly black hair and a beard with a few strips of silver, his warm commanding voice, and the way he used to read my mind. Cindy, my mom’s other friend and Greg’s girlfriend, my mother’s age, with red-brown hair, warm and sweet, but very silly sometimes, loves to hang around the little kids while my mom and Greg talk. It’s strange, now that I don’t visit them anymore I can picture them far more clearly than before when I listen to AFI. But invariably, those thoughts always make me think of my other white room and after that comes the thoughts I always try to avoid, my childhood. Normally, I talk of it only when it pains me more than usual, especially around my closest friends, but now I have so many close friends and so few understand me. I guess I want everyone who is so dear to me now, to understand that I have never been a loving or happy child. If I watch a candle I can think clearly sometimes. Today, when I watch a candle, my mind reverts to the old pictures that haunt me most. I fear that they shall never leave. The image of my room by nightlight. My brother sleeping. Me on the top bunk as usual. The sound of breaking glass and my mother shouting. I can hear it as if I am still there. I remember also, a time that made me just as frightened. I remember waking to my mother shaking me awake. She held the phone in her hand and whispered that I should call the police. "Paul, not in front of the children. Please, they are sleeping! Gwen call the police, now!" As my fingers found the buttons I didn’t realize that I was calling the cops on my own father. As soon as they picked him up we were packed and off to my aunts for a week. It wasn’t long after that my parents divorced, but it still haunts me. That and my father trying to kill two people in front of my very own eyes, one of them being my own uncle. But perhaps I will save that for tomorrow. I have had enough reminiscing to last me a week I think.

Songs

2004-08-12T11:33:00.000-05:00

Time to Burn
By: The Rasthmus
Fear of the dark tears me apart
Won’t leave me alone and time keeps running out
Just one more life, I’m so sick and tired
Of singing the blues, I should turn my life around
Tell me why do I feel this way
All my life I’ve been standing on the borderline
Too many bridges burned
Too many lies I’ve heard
I had a life but I can’t go back
I can’t do that. I will never be the same again
And I know I don’t
Have any time to burn
They follow me home, disturbing my sleep
But I’ll find a place, place where they cannot find me
Maybe I’m lost, and maybe I’m scared
But too many times I’ve closed the doors behind me
Leave it all behind
Cross the borderline
Face the truth
Don’t have any time to burn

The One I Love
By: The Rasthmus
Haven’t slept in a week
My bed has become my coffin
Cannot breathe, cannot speak
My head’s like a bomb, still waiting
Take my heart and take my soul
I don’t need them anymore
The one I love
Is striking me down on my knees
Drowning me in my dreams
Over and over again
Dragging me under
Hypnotized by the night
Silently rising beside me
Emptiness, nothingness
Is burning a hole inside me
Take my faith and take my pride
I don’t need them anymore
This bed has become my chapel of stone
A garden of darkness to where I’m thrown
So take my life, I don’t need it anymore

Funeral Song
By: The Rasthmus
I dumped you again
I don’t understand
It’s happened before
Can’t take it no more
These foolish games
Always end up in confusion
I’ll take you back
Just to leave you once again
I died in my dreams
What’s that supposed to mean?
Got lost in the fire
I died in my dreams
Reaching out for your hand
My fatal desire
I’ve failed you again
Cause I let you stay
I used to pretend
That I felt okay
Just one big lie
Such a perfect illusion
I made you mine
Just to hurt you once again

The Leaving Song Part II
By: AFI
Don’t waste your touch,
You won’t feel anything
Or were you sent to save me?
I’ve thought too much,
You won’t find anything worthy of redeeming
Yo he estado aqui muchas veces antes y regreso
To break down and cease all feeling,
Burn no what once was breathing.
Reach out and you may take my heart away.
Imperfect cry and scream in ecstasy
But what befalls the flawless?
Look what I’ve built.
It shines so beautifully.
Now watch as it destroys me.
Y regreso aqui otra vez y comienzo
To break down and cease all feelings,
Burn now what once was breathing.
Reach out and you may take my heart away.
I left all behind and never said good-bye.
I left it all to die.
I saw its birth.
I watched it grow.
I felt it change me.
I took the life.
I ate it slow.
Now watch as it consumes me.
Silver and Cold
By: AFI
I came here by day,
But I left here in darkness
And found you on the way.
Now, it is silver and silent.
It is silver and cold.
You, in somber resplendence,
I hold.
Your sins into me, oh,
My beautiful one now.
Your sins into me.
As a rapturous voice escapes,
I will tremble a prayer
And I’ll beg for forgiveness.
Your sins into me, oh,
My beautiful one.
Light, like the flutter of wings,
Feel your hollow voice rushing into me
As you’re longing to sing.
So I will paint you in silver.
I will wrap you in cold.
I will lift up your voice as I sink.
Cold in life’s throws.
I’ll fall asleep for you.
I only ask you turn away.
I only ask you turn as they seep into me,
Oh, my beautiful one.

This Time Imperfect
By: AFI
I cannot leave here.
I cannot stay.
Forever haunted,
More than afraid.
Asphyxiate on words I would say.
I’m drawn to a blackened sky
As I turn blue.
There are no flowers,
No, not this time.
There will be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words I find.
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak.
I’d share with you,
Could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me.
I cannot stay here.
I cannot leave.
Just like all I loved,
I’m make-believe.
Imagined heart,
I disappear.
Seems no one will appear here
And make me real.
There are no flowers,
No, not this time.
There will be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words I find.
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak.
I’d share with you,
Could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me.
I’d tell you how it haunts me.
Cuts through my day
And sinks into my dreams.
You don’t care that it haunts me.
There are no flowers,
No, not this time.
There will be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words I find.
I’d show a smile but I’m too weak.
I’d share with you,
Could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me…
Just how much you…

The Last Kiss
By: AFI
Hung in your room, swaying, hoping only that you’ll see. All by myself, I’m alone in such poor company. The deeper I think, the deeper I seem to sink. I can’t stop the insects that are feeding, pull the needles from beneath my skin. I broke myself, shattered, tied a bow around every piece. You’ll love the eyes. Have they always shone so vacantly? The more I show the less you’ll want to know. I can’t stop[ the insects that are feeding, pull the needles from beneath my skin. Now I’m on display, I am becoming. Hurt myself today. It’s all for you do you like what I’m becoming? Cut myself today, it’s all for you. I part the night, flashing, approaching as I watch you flee. Pushed through your panes. Seems I’ve landed quite uncomfortably. But as I pass through souls of broken glass, I can’t stop the insects that are feeding, pull the needles from beneath my skin. Please don’t ask me what I think, trust me, you don’t want to know. Please don’t ask me to open up. Trust me, ‘cause I can’t.

Taking Over Me
By: Evanescence
You don’t remember me
But I remember you
I lie awake and try so hard
Not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do…
I believe in you
I’ll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live o breathe
You’re taking over me
Have you forgotten all I know
And all we had?
You saw me mourning my love for you
And touched my hand
I knew you loved me then
I believe in you
I’ll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live to breathe
You’re taking over me
I look in the mirror and see your face
If I look deep enough
So many things inside that are
Just like you are taking over

Fine Again
By: Seether
It seems like every day’s the same and I’m left to discover on my own
It seems like everything is gray and there’s no color to behold
They say it’s over and I’m fine again, yeah
Try to stay sober, feels like I’m dying here
Chorus:
And I am aware now of how everything’s gonna to be fine, one day too late, I’m in hell
And I’m prepared now it seems everyone’s gonna be fine, one day too late, just as well
I feel the dream in me expire and there’s no one left to blame it on
I hear you label me a liar ‘cause I can’t seem to get this through
You say it’s over - I can sigh again, yeah
Why try to stay sober when I’m dying here

sigh

2004-08-11T11:57:00.000-05:00

^-^ if happyness comes in small packages i don't care. im just glad it comes at all. my cuts are healing... My mood swings are less obvious.. hopefully..... and mike..... well i can deal with him at the moment.. although it's kinda impossible to break up with him. Everytime he calls lately he's either drunk or high..... he wouldn't even understand what the fuck the words.. "I'm leaving you," mean..... oh well.... next sober phone call... XP

RANTING

2004-08-09T16:02:00.000-05:00

Hate, hate,
Understand.
Fuck, fuck,
That’s not my hand.
Shoot, shoot,
Cut yourself.
Hunt, hunt,
What’s mental health?
Die, die,
I’m not alone.
Hell, hell,
Who’s on the phone?
I’ve lost my soul,
I’ve lost my mind,
But what’s it matter to mankind?
I’m a nutcase,
So are you,
But what the hell are we to do?
If you die they don’t care.
It doesn’t matter anywhere.
If you try or want to be,
They don’t care cause they don’t see.
Bitch, bitch,
Bitch and moan,
Shout, shout,
Hang up the phone.
Kiss ass and try some more,
Yawn, yawn,
I am so bored.
I have my friends,
I have my life,
Why would I wanna be your wife?
Bye, bye,
Gone again,
Say goodbye.
I aint your friend.
Play with me,
I’ll play with you,
Is that what you wanna do?
Cappacino in my glass,
I aint gunna kiss your ass.
See you later,
Goodbye now,
I’m not ever gunna frown.
I’ll just laugh.
I’ll move on.
Deal with it because I’m done!

My Insanity...

2004-08-09T13:56:00.000-05:00

Okay, here's a taste of what i've been doing for the past week. hope you all like it. i think it sucks so far...

Puzzlebox
Prologue:
Fifteen years have passed. The world has changed and magick has been passed to the next generation. The world’s cycle of life and death continues to spin, but for some like those who witnessed the last cycle of events, it is about to begin again…

Chapter 1: The Past
Dear Diary,
What has happened so far has been hell on earth for all who would dare hope for good prevailing. It’s been thirteen years. He left without a word, and I dare not dream I shall see him again. It has been two years longer since I saw my dear friends Kat and David. I hope they have lived better. I can almost see them now in my mind eye. They have a tiny home filled with love, they are married, and two rambunctious children flitter all over the yard. I can see no other future for them than that, but yet I have never heard a word from them. I have had no dreams that are happy for them either. When I try to picture Kat I see nothing. When I picture David I see a lone figure walking in the shadows of his life. I don’t look for Spike anymore. He’s hidden from me.

Chapter 2: The Present
As Gwen sat in the cabin she thought about all that had happened in the last fifteen years. It was a lot. So much was blurry in her mind, but all that was important was in sharp focus.
She had never understood what had caused her to not age. Though she had been fifteen at the time of her adventure with Kat and David she was now thirty. Yet, she passed for a fifteen-year-old girl as seamlessly as ever.
In her mind she often wondered if there was yet a role for her to play. Sometimes she even hoped it was so that she could remain with Spike, but that hope had long ago faded from her mind. Spike was nearly a thousand years older than she was. She didn’t think she would remain young that long.
As time had passed she had eased her way into different associations with people that reminded her less and less of her adventures. Now she found herself amongst an odd assortment. Six friends, all of whom had powers all their own.

Chapter 3: The Epicenter
The snowstorm that had surrounded them for days had taken its toll. Especially on Katherine and Gwen, the two witches. They hated being cooped up in the tiny cabin, even if it was with their close friends.
Though it had only been snowing a short time, the snow already reached the bottom of the windowpanes. The only heat they had, was each other and the roaring fire in the main hearth that was kept burning day and night.
The six friends were mostly crowded around the fire. Erpel, Gwen, Artic, and Jax were all staring into the fire like mindless zombies. Kat and Tom however, were snuggling under a blanket on the nearby couch.
"It’s a really creepy feeling snowstorm," commented Tom suddenly, as they listened to the wind howling around the cabin. "It almost sounds like people crying for help."
"I’m going to go check it out," Artic responded as he listened closer. "That can’t just be the wind." His unease about the whole thing was evident.
Jax tugged on his arm as he stood up. "Be careful, will you? It sounds terrible out there."
Erpel and Tom stood up as well. Tom grabbed his coat and handed Erpel and Artic theirs.
"We’ll go with you. We’re curious too. You can’t just leave us out." Tom glanced at Kat. "Do you guys mind staying here alone for a minute?"
Gwen just laughed. "First of all, I’m not going out in that and second, whatever floats your boat. Go freeze you arses off for all I care. Just don’t let me say I told you so."
Kat and Jax laughed with her, but Kat giggled at their retreating backs, "boys will be boys!"
It wasn’t five minutes before the girls were startled by a loud thump at the door followed by someone knocking. At first they were hesitant, but they soon figured that it was probably the boys.
Kat hurried to answer it. As soon as she opened the door however, Tom nearly collapsed on her. His leg was at an odd angle.
Behind him, making their way towards the door, was Erpel and Artic. They were bloody and beaten, but neither of them seemed to be quite as beat up as Tom.
"What happened?" asked Gwen as she rushed over to help Kat get them inside, with Jax not far behind her.
"I think next time we should all go scouting together," muttered a bruised and bloody Erpel. "Those tings sneaked up on us so well we didn’t hear them coming ‘til it was far too late."
Gwen nodded as she helped Kat put Tom on the table so she could look at his leg. "It sounds bad and it looks far worse. You have a broken leg. This is going to hurt. We have to reset the bone before I can heal it." Gwen looked at Kat. "I mean this is really going to hurt."
Kat looked worriedly at Gwen, but there was the same strange knowing that Gwen had seen before in a friend’s eyes. It was the same reserved calm with an undertone of worry and uncertainty that Kat had fifteen years ago, on the day they had parted company.
Gwen signaled for Artic, Erpel, and Jax to hold him as best they could. While they held his limbs down Gwen worked with Kat to reset his leg.
It wasn’t easy, but after a lot of work Tom closed his eyes in pain and everyone backed away as Gwen stepped forward to heal him. She rested her hand on what she could feel was the most prominent part of the break before closing her eyes and muttering a few words. After a flash of light and a little more muttering, Tom was well enough to sit up.
"What did you do?" asked a weary looking Tom.
"Nothing much really," Gwen replied as she sat down nearby. She was exhausted from the healing.
"A better question," murmered Kat, "would be, where did you earn how to do that?"
Gwen just gave her a weary smile. "I’ll never tell, at least not for a long time."
Two hours later they were preparing themselves. The memories it brought back for Gwen were nearly too much. She could picture them as they readied themselves for the first battles. The boat even flashed through her mind more than once. Gwen even carried her spear like old times. Everything else was different however.
When they left it felt like a war march to Gwen, to everyone, but to Gwen it was all too familiar.

Yeah i know.... i was thinking a lot and figured tyhat for the first part of the story i would do it from Gwen's point of view. Then David's at the end.....

A Life Wasted...

2004-08-08T19:27:00.000-05:00

If a year is what I have to pay for loving someone like Mike then I have paid that due. For the first time in ages I finally believe the rumours. The one who would be the last to lie to me has finally told me what I feared most. Mike has been plotting to break up with me and even cheat on me. My dear friend Sami, my sister and the only girl I will ever tell "I love you" to, told me he said something about he was in love with her and wanted another chance and that he would take care of me. I've half eaxpected it, I've wanted an end to his putting it off. I have no hard feelings towards Sami, she would treat him well and help him along just like me. Now all I ask is for him to stay friends and to break the news as swiftly as possible. Goodbye Mike... I wish you well, but it's time to move on... Sami was not the first to tell me, but she is the only one who I KNOW would never lie to me so... I'M FREE!

Glad to be Back

2004-08-08T18:07:00.000-05:00

As I sit and hope for someone to talk to, I'm glad to be home at last. The last few days have been hell, spent in my own company or in the company of distant friends. When I was actually at my father's house I was either bored or upset. And the sadness and depression of those distant walls, a house, though populated, held no warmth of family, depressed my very soul. My mind found ways to occupy myself. Writing, drawing, even walking, and praying were my choice actvities. Mike has only called twice since I left and both times were not good for me. The scratches and cuts on my arm run deeper and more numerous than ever before. Time so sweet and life so distant and precious, it slips away like the breezes of late... I feel so very alone.

I shall miss you

2004-08-04T11:21:00.000-05:00

I shall miss everyone of you! But i shall love you and hug you and call you George. Okay, i'm done

Mike....

2004-08-04T11:08:00.000-05:00

Once again, we were on the phone from nine til two in the freaking morning. This time though his phone died. (and i never ended up in the laundry room) I was actually a little weirded out when i got off the phone with him. Normally in front of friends he won't say a whole lot in the way of "I love you" type stuff, but he was either drunk again or he seriously doesn't get on well without female company. I really gotta stop teasing him..... Where's my schoolgirl skirt dammit? JK Reminder to myself to not speak cat while his friend Cory is listening on the phone..... eveidently his friend Cory is one of the many people that has a thing for neko girls... which isn't a bad thing, but......

the story so far

2004-08-02T20:29:00.000-05:00

now... this is the sequels firsat couple of paragraphs, but i still need you guys to be nice and help me out... like naming this thing. (*stares at tom*) just send me personal descriptions people... i want to describe my characters... *cry* it's not fair. and tell me what you think so far in your emails peaz!

By: Gwen Fuller and all of her crazy friends.
The snowstorm outside had covered everything it seemed. The small cabin was the only thing that any of them could see if they took a step outside. The snowstorm was slowing down however and they were beginning to feel less anxious about it.
Kat, Jax, and Gwen were in the corner of the room near the fire nursing Artic. He was lying motionless on a cot by the fire with Jax huddled under the blankets with him.
He had fallen through he ice in the lake barely an hour ago, but he was already recovering quickly. His body temperature was still low and his lips were still blue, but he was mostly conscious now.
Tom was sitting in the other corner of the room staring out of the window as if distracted by something. Erpel was sitting near Gwen and trying to help as much as he could, but he and Artic both seemed on edge as well.
"What’s wrong?" asked Gwen looking frightened. She had looked scared since Artic had fallen in, but everyone could see that she was trying not to let her nerves get to her.
"I don’t really know." Tom was the first to respond. "It just eels like something is wrong, like something is out there waiting."
Kat stood up from her seat beside Artic and walked over to Tom. She quietly put her hand in his and stared out the window with him.
Gwen watched them quietly for another moment before turning back to Artic. She was helping him sip hot tea to get him warmed up.
"You know," commented Jax with a smile, "you and Kat could be twins Gwen. You look the same, have the same personality, the same kind of background, even the same natural hair and eye color."
"It’s possible," smiled Gwen. "But I doubt it. If anything we’re similar. That’s all though."
"Whatever," Jax replied with a grin.
Tom turned to Kat looking grim. "I’m going to go for a walk. You wait here. It’s too dangerous for both of us to go."
Kat just nodded. "Be careful and keep warm."

The Thoughts of the Deranged.

2004-08-02T20:18:00.000-05:00

Right, now I can multitask, but this is kinda scary. I’m currently working on my new story Outbreak! (which as soon as possible I will try to get posted.) I’m working on my fact files for that story, Katherine, and now possibly this new RP story. Now to me this new story outta be a blast. It’s got all of my friends in it as at least one person. (Thank you JAX, Kat, Tom, Artic, Erpel, and anyone else who may or may not participate, and anyone I forgot. :sweat: ) It’s got part of my story Katherine, which still isn’t finished. It’s got well, everything.
K, for all those who didn’t finish reading Katherine, Kat was a girl who pretty much met up with a guy named David. They had a really weird and hard to understand adventure… They pretty much fell in love and everyone becomes good friends once they meet up with Spike, Gwen, and Caleth. Now, here’s the part not yet posted, or written really. They defeat this Cthulu guy (sorry tom I had to change a few names) and go live with Spike and Gwen for a bit. Caleth goes bye bye… (I am so making him die before the end of this story) and Kat and David decide to leave. They go off on their own with one of Kat’s friends, a guy named Drei, (don’t ask.) and eventually after much fighting and a few years perhaps, as David put it in the sequel RP, Kat go dead dead. And time passes…
(We soooooo need a name for the sequel to Kat)
Okay, here’s where the sequel’s RP comes in. (please don’t make this a series guys!)
It’s been fifteen years, probably to the day, since Kat and David parted company with Spike and Gwen. Six teenagers are in the woods in a cabin for vacation. (sounds like a scary movie beginning to me) There’s the usual fighting and (don’t know if I got this right, but...) one of them (someone please remind me who next time) goes out and gets attacked by this THING. Now, these are no ordinary teenagers… (how is Gwen still a teenager? she was a teenager 15 years ago!) There is Kat, who is a witch, and a very good one I might add. Tom, Kat’s boyfriend and can shape-shift into a dog and several other things. (I need a list of everyone’s character’s powers damn it! E-mail me all of you! Bwahahahaha. DeathOfLight13@aol.com) JAX, who is … (sorry JAX. I didn’t even try cause I didn’t want to give you the wrong powers) Erpel, who is a shadow … (ditto… I gave up after shadow.) Artic, a shape-shifter fox … (ditto again… I told you I need a list…) and finally Gwen, who is a witch of some kind who keeps to herself mostly. Okay, so far…. List of things that have happened…
(?) was attacked by the thing…
tried to save some "people" from becoming minions of the "thing"
Gwen and Kat healed everyone who was hurt after they went out to look for the "thing"
Everyone goes up the mountain.
We split up
Erpel sees a camp of "shape-shifters"
Kat meets a little boy who is on the verge of dying and kills him to ease his pain.
Tom finds bones…
Gwen finds nothing but dead bodies…
Tom and Erpel meet up back where we split up
I head back and meet them as well.
Tom makes the revelation that everyone else on the mountain is dead
Erpel tells us that the "thing" may be a shape-shifter with minions.
(JAX, Artic, anyone else, feel free to add yourselves in… just send me an email and tell me where to add you…)
We have to warn Kat
Everyone goes after Kat
I try to talk to her through telepathy…
Kat is talking to a woman who claims to be the boys mother but is really a shape-shifter
(mmmm marshmallows)
(skipping forward through a lot of talking…) we end up surrounded
Tom tries to stay behind and help our escape…
I make a proposition that I could get us out…
(skipping a lot again) I end up teleporting us five miles away to a cave on a nearby mountain.
Kat puts up a barrier and passes out
I can’t move
One of the things came through and clawed Erpel
Tom kills it
I stop Erpel's bleeding but I’m too weak to heal it the rest of the way.
Kat wakes up and cries about the little boy she killed.
I can finally move a bit
Erpel and tom try to comfort Kat
Tom and Erpel go to explore the cave and come back completely beat up.
I talk to Kat via telepathy ("It’s called telepathy." "I heard that" sowwy teen titans)
Tom is unconscious from a bad wound to the back…
Kat tries to heal tom but cant
we can’t heal their wounds with magick so I try it the old fashion way
Kat goes to sleep
Erpel is unconscious
Tom is unconscious
JAX and Artic… (Assumedly) have been sitting by the wall either sleeping or talking the entire time… (gimme a break…. "gimme a break gimme a break break me off a piece of that kit kat bar!")
Tom and Kat both end up possessed
I do a shadow banishing spell… and since Erpel is part shadow…. And was touching me when I did the spell… Erpel’s powers get screwed up… (and so did anyone else with that power!)
(don’t know what happened to JAX and Artic... do people randomly disappear in this story?)
the shadow thingy in tom went after the thing in Kat and captured it…
The thing in Kat was an old lady…
Now the old lay is in a sphere…. Made of glass…
Tom’s person… has come out of tom thanks to my spell and now goes back and changes tom’s bandages...
Tom’s person… recognizes Gwen…
Gwen has no clue who in the hell he is.
(marshmallows!)
The man is David… (hi David!)
The old woman "accidentally" killed Kat (the first Kat) and that’s why she’s now locked in a little glass sphere
David asks about spike and Gwen tells him he is prolly dead
Kat wakes up and there are um… introductions…
(where are JAX Artic and Erpel… well Erpel is prolly unconscious… bwahahaha we made up that story just excuse you Erpel)
The old lady is writing a map and erasing her memory of the place
(since I had to go to my da’s) Gwen ends up going to look for spike with the map the old lady drawed (yes I know… its not drawed its drew… shut up.)
the old lady gets away
David goes with Gwen
Tom wakes up as they go
(I need what happened while I’m gone emailed to me. Somebody? Anybody?)
And so that’s the story so far... a lot more happened than you thought huh? Yeah well, I cut out all the fun dialogue so it’s going to be a lot longer…
Now if you don’t mind someone else can drive me crazy… let’s see… another person could join the RP or you could make me write another story or poems or make me have another twin discussion with Kat or make me go to the movies with mike while I should be finishing my oodles of backed up story writing or some more research on holidays, traditions, spells, ceremonies, and so on and so forth for the coven or make me go to my da’s or another super long blog like this…. Which I did instead of writing Katherine so :sweat: I guess I had better go work on that… ^-^" oh and feel free to visit Kayleigh’s /Wakaba’s web-site www.wabakasworld.com

My life is a nightmare and I am the Monkey.

2004-08-02T10:13:00.000-05:00

Hello operator! Give me number nine and if you disconnect me I’ll kick you from… Behind the refrigerator there was a piece of glass. Ms. Susie sat upon it and broke her big fat…
Ask me no more questions. Tell me no more lies. The boys are in the bathroom pulling on their…
Flies are in the city. Bees are in the park. Ms. Susie’s in her bedroom kissing in the D.A.R.K. D.A.R.K. dark, dark, DARK!
Darker than the ocean. Darker than the sea. Darker than the pantyhose my mother puts on me, me, ME!

Sorry. I had to. It was irresistible.

Boredom kills.
Yes, it is still two A.M. and I am still bored…
Mr. Mailman do your duty. Here comes Ms. American Beauty. She can do the Pom Pom. She can do the Twist. But best of all she can kiss, kiss, kiss! K.I.S.S.!
Rinse repeat and do the hula!
Okay, that was lame…

*puts her pic of Avril Lavigne on her dartboard again* BRB… Me and Avril are going to go play darts for a while… my bro missed the center earlier and now it’s my turn… I won’t miss. I have motivation.
>>>>>>>>>(one hour later) I need a new pic to play with… Avril lost her head a bit… She got psychotic on me and cut her head off…
I’m gunna sing the doom song now.
Doom doom doomdy doom doom. Doomdy doomdy doom. Doom doom doom doomdy doomdy doom.
*gets suddenly bored again*
>>>>>>>>>>>>(Two hours later) The sun is rising… IT BURNS! *crawls under her bed even though the windows to her basement room are so covered in thick cloth that no sunlight seeps through anyway…*
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>(One hour later) *Cackles in mischievous glee* I know where you live.
Oh f*** it. I’m sick of this s***. I’m going to bed before some a**hole pisses me off and makes me turn him into a**kabob. Mmmmmmm a**hole on a stick!

Katherine

2004-07-30T11:43:00.000-05:00

Katherine
Kat had always known that she had special powers. She had known since she was young. When she was five years old she had started seeing things. Lights and glowing objects that no one else could see. Now she had come to grips with the strange occurrences and she lived in relative peace until one day...
Kat woke in her loft at 5:30. Instead of sleeping in a bed Kat slept on a tatami. She meditated all night every night, sitting on her tatami in a lotus position, one white candle flickering in front of her erect form. At exactly 5:30 without the aid of an alarm clock, Kat's eyes flickered open and rested on the nearly burned down white candle.
"Damn, today is going to be contemptible. I don't know why, for once, but today is going to be an interesting day to get through."
Kat had become highly telekinetic and telepathic since she had first discovered her strange powers so she knew a lot of things before they happened. She meditated every night so she had to deal with no surprises the next day.
Kat stood and after washing her face in her bathroom sink, she used her mind to pick out her clothes for the day and dressed quickly. She did not wear much make-up except for black eye shadow so she soon after descended the stairs to her own personal living room. She grabbed her backpack from her couch and a long black coat from a coat rack near her door and left her rooms.
She strode down the hall and pushed open the door to the kitchen. Everyone else was still asleep so she grabbed a quick breakfast and returned to her rooms. Sitting in her living room she listened to a strange haunting music while eating.
There came a quick knock at her door and her mother stepped in. "Oh, good morning Katherine. I thought you had slept in. I never see you in the mornings."
Kat simply stared at her mother. Her gaze was passive yet it told her mother as if she had said it aloud, "I never sleep in and you know it. Why are you here?"
Her mother simply murmured, "Well if you need anything I will be in the kitchen."
Kat watched her mother go before standing and walking back up the stairs to her loft. She finished her breakfast there. There came another knock downstairs and Kat used her mind to jam the door so that it would not open.
"Kat! Kat, it's time for school," came her father's gruff voice floating up from her door. "Kat, get out here and get your breakfast. It's time for school. Get up and unlock your door."
Kat simply ignored her father's ranting and engaged herself in a book until it was time to leave for school. Her father soon left her to her fate and went to eat his breakfast.
At 7:00 she put down her book and grabbed her jacket. She pulled her backpack onto her shoulders and walked down into her private living room. She opened a portal to her school and stepped through. With one step she was standing in a grove of trees near her school.
She entered her school and went straight to her locker. After grabbing everything she needed she quickly made her way down the slowly filling hallway to her first period class, which happened to be homeroom. She walked into her homeroom and took a seat at the very back of the room.
What amazed her was that she was not first in the classroom. In her usual seat was a boy. He looked to be around eighteen. He wore a his long black hair back in a ponytail, but a few wisps of hair managed to escape and as he sat drawing they hid his face. He wore a black T-shirt, black zip-off pants, black military style boots, black finger less gloves, and on his fingernails he wore black nail polish.
"Figures," she muttered to herself. "The new kid has to be a Goth."
Her long blue hair, black jeans, black boots that went up to her knees, black muscle shirt, and long black coat offered too much of an affinity to his garb for her to feel comfortable. She sat two seats away from him and hoped he would not look her way.
At lunchtime, after much of the day had gone strangely without quandary, she sat at her usual table completely alone. She had gotten to the cafeteria first so she was first in line for lunch. As usual, she had gotten only a half-pint of tea before sitting down at her solitary table to drink her tea and scan the room. As her gray eyes moved over the kids emerging from the lunch line she spotted the boy from her homeroom class.
He was moving towards her table a sketchbook in hand, but no meal on his person. He looked around warily as he passed each table and some of the kids returned his stares reluctantly.
"May I sit with you", he asked calmly when he finally came to her table. "All of the other tables are full."
She did not respond, but simply waved for him to have a seat. After he had sat down he flipped open the sketchbook and turned to a blank page. Kat ignored him completely and continued to stare at the kids who were slowly filling up the tables.
Finally, bored from staring at familiar faces she turned and looked at the boy across the table. He was about seventeen she knew, but he could have passed for being twenty. She looked past the fringe of hair that once again covered his face as he sketched and saw that he had vivid blue eyes. They were such an icy color that it made her want to shiver.
She finally tore her eyes away from his face and cast a glance at his sketchbook, which he was working in furiously. She managed to keep herself from gasping aloud at his work. It was so intricate that she was sure he couldn't have drawn it in such a short amount of time.
"I did draw it," he said suddenly. "I started it this morning and by tonight it will be done."
"What," she started. "How did you know what I was thinking?"
He stared at her for a moment, his bright blue eyes sparkling eerily. Suddenly, he turned and glanced at a table near by. "I think we have work to do."
Ever since she had first begun to master her powers, she had used them to protect the kids of her school from the things they never realized that they were in danger from. She had banished a lot of strange things, but never once had she found anyone else who could see the things she could. Now though, this strange newcomer could see the light above the next table just as well as her.
He seemed to be focusing his energy already, so grudgingly she let her fears and questions go. She focused her energy and within seconds the strange light had completely disappeared.
For a second she remained a bit dazed about what she had just done, working with others was not something she was used to, then she turned to the boy sitting, working in his sketch book again, at the end of the table. "What is your name?" she asked suddenly angry.
"I am called David," he responded. "What is your name?"
"I am Kat, but you, David," she said stressing his name, "have some explaining to do. First, you need to explain exactly how you knew what I was thinking."
"Kat, I am surprised you didn't realize it before now. I am like you. I am a telepath. I am also telekinetic. I think we have a lot of the same powers, actually."
Kat's mouth hung open for a second, but she quickly closed it and continued questioning him. "Where are you from?"
"It is of no great consequence," he responded distractedly, his mind now almost completely focused on his drawing again.
"Fine. I honestly don't care if you answer me or not. Now that your here though, I can stop protecting these morons and you can do it," she responded viciously.
"You can't do that," he responded calmly. He watched her out of the corner of her eye.
"Why not," she asked angrily.
"I was sent here to help you not to take over your job," he responded calmly. "I came here because my master told me that it was time for you to learn how to use your powers. They told me that it was time you have a teacher."
"Who? What," she questioned. "What do you mean your master? What kind of organization are you from? How old are you really?" Her questions came gushing out as fast as she could think of them or even take in what he was saying.
"In the organization I am from we have a master. As to what organization I am from, we have no name and we shall remain nameless. Some, though, would call us a coven, perhaps. I am seventeen, just as you guessed when you first read my mind to find out."
She blushed when he mentioned her reading his mind to find out how old he was. When he saw her rosy cheeks he shook his head and a slight smile crept to his lips and sparkled in his eyes.
"Are you free this evening," he asked still smiling, but more serious.
"Yes, but why?" she questioned.
Before she could even finish her question though, he responded, "I wanted to know if you might come over to my place to learn a few things about your powers. It is time you learn and the sooner you understand the better."
As he lunch bell rang she nodded in assent and agreed to meet him out front after the last bell had rung. As she was walking away she watched him close his sketchbook and from what she could see he was nearly finished.
When the final bell had rung for the day she walked to grove of trees she always used to teleport home. Standing among the trees was a dark figure. Then she remembered she was to meet David after school. It seemed David had read her mind once again and had known exactly where to meet her so that she wouldn't forget.
"Hello," greeted David as she approached.
For a second she thought he had spoken in her mind, but then she realized he had simply been talking softly. She realized then that she was so unused to conversation that when talking, she felt as if she was speaking through her mind.
"Yes," said David, suddenly smiling, "it will take some getting used to talking out loud, but it is even more important to be able to talk through our minds so that the normal people can't hear us."
How long have you been in this organization, exactly? She asked through her mind.
I have been with the coven since I was eight, he responded with a slight smile crossing his face.
Out loud she continued a completely different conversation with, "I have to go home for a minute so I can tell my parents I was home and that I will be back for dinner."
"You probably won't be there for dinner," he said with a smile. "It will probably be quite late before you are home."
In her mind she questioned him with, What do you mean I am not going to be home until late? How late? What about supper?
"Don't worry. You can have supper at my house." He didn't answer any of her further questions though, so she had to wonder at what he was up to. For some strange reason she could not, no matter how hard she tried, read his mind.
When they reached a spot in the trees that she deemed was hidden well enough that they could teleport, she opened a portal and stepped through into her living room.
David came right after her. After a moment he asked with awe, "You teleported right into your living room? You know that your powers are supposed to be secret, right?"
She laughed and then comprehension dawned on his face as he read her mind. "I have my own private living room. I have a mini-refrigerator and a bathroom as well. So in many ways I could be living in a separate house at the moment, but my mother insists that I at least get food in the kitchen with the rest of the family."
He nodded and she used her mind to locate a piece of paper and a pen. When they finally came floating to her she sat down on the couch and used the coffee table as a hard surface to write on.
Suddenly, there was a knock at her door. Using her mind Kat quickly discerned it as her mother and went to open the door. Right before she opened the door she told David to make himself scarce. He quickly stepped through a teleportation portal and went up to her loft.
She opened the door to be greeted by, "Oh, honey your home from school. I didn't hear you come in, but I thought you might be here."
Kat simply waved her hand to show she was listening.
Her mother continued, "your father and I wanted you to eat supper with the family tonight, dear. Can you spare us a little time? You never come out of your room anymore and we miss seeing your face."
Kat nearly jumped as a silent snicker echoed in her head. David, she screamed, don't do that.
Sorry, she heard him say, I was trying to keep my thoughts to myself, but I couldn't help it.
"Sorry mom," she said coolly. "A friend invited me over for dinner. I'm leaving in a minute," Kat finished and tried to shut the door on her mom.
Somewhere in her head she heard David growl, Something is amiss Kat, watch out.
"Oh? You have plans already? Oh, I guess that's all right. Which friend?" her mother questioned, as she stuck her foot in the door to prevent Kat from shutting it.
"No one you know. A new kid asked me over," she responded kicking her mother's foot out of the door.
"Kat, you’re lying to me. You never go over to any friends' houses for supper. You have no friends. Hell, Kat, I'm surprised that when I called the teacher today she even said you went to school everyday so far this year. That was news to me. Come out and eat with us. This is not a request, it's an order."
Kat slammed the door in her mother's face and from behind her closed and locked door responded, "I don't have any friends. You are right about that, but what you are wrong about is that I was invited over to supper. A new kid invited me to supper. I am going to supper at their house and you can deal with it when I get back!"
Kat walked up to the loft without really listening to her mother's screams, then begging, then pitiful sobbing as she pleaded that Kat come out. Kat shut it all out and in a second or two the muffled silence of her rooms was complete once again, her mother's sobs and begging cut off by Kat's psychic abilities.
"Well done Kat," said David as he steeped out of the shadows. His face was grim for a moment then all in one second he looked like a naughty five-year-old.
"What have you been doing up here? Or an even better question would be, what was the snicker about?" she asked with a groan.
She peered around her room as David looked at her guiltily and shuffled his feet. She walked around the room and peered at everything with David following close behind. When she had made a full circuit of the room and noticed nothing wrong David smiled happily and seemed to ease up a bit.
"Oh, damn. You didn't," she said suddenly as she noticed a pair of her underwear on the bed she never used.
David ducked behind his hair to keep her from seeing him blush, but responded quietly with, "Um, yes I kind of did. I couldn't help myself. It's not often a guy is left alone in a girl's room."
"Obviously," she grunted as she grabbed the purple panties and stuffed them back in the dresser drawer.
"Let's get out of here before you need to get your dad in here," he said with a grin and opened a teleportation portal.
"Agreed," she said as she stepped through, "Definitely a good idea."
About five seconds later she found herself in front of a rather large house. David walked past her and right up to the front door, but instead of taking out a house key or just walking right in he pushed a button.
Into a small intercom he said, "David here. I brought Kat."
The intercom buzzed and remained silent, but Kat had a feeling that whoever was on the other end was talking to David telepathically now. After a few moments the door opened, but no one was there to greet them. It seemed that the door had opened of it's own accord or that someone within was controlling it through telekinetic ability.
"Come on. Follow me," David said as he stepped in to the house.
She stepped after him and the door closed behind them. He led her through the house without hesitation. After a while they went up several flights of stairs.
"I'm the youngest here," he said suddenly. "As the last one here they gave me a room close to the top floor."
He led her up several more flights of stairs and past at least one hundred rooms. The house is bigger than I thought, she reflected silently. They walked up one last flight of stairs and David began to slow down.
"The bad thing about living on the top floor is, there is no teleporting allowed in the house, so I have to walk the whole way up and the whole way down. We get rooms a lot like yours though, so it makes it easier. A hundred houses within houses you might say," David continued.
"It sounds a lot like apartments," she responded.
"Yeah, your right. It is like apartments," he nodded and stopped in front of a door to her right. "Here we are."
He pushed open the door and inside was a living room. It was a little messy, unlike her perfectly clean bedroom, but she stepped over the potato chip bags and looked around. She saw a small kitchen, separated from the living room by a small bar. There was a bathroom next to the kitchen and beside that was a small closet that when the doors were slid open, she guessed a washer and dryer might be hidden behind. To the right of the closet was a small door that she assumed was to the bedroom.
"It's an apartment all right," she said as she surveyed the messy living room.
David glanced at it and with a shrug responded, "Sorry it's such a mess. It's just that I am not used to having company that really cares." He pointed to a clean armchair and said, "have a seat. This may take a while. I'll cook us some food while we talk."
Kat sat down in the chair and David followed, but he sat across from her in another armchair. "Why don’t you tell me about yourself and why you brought me here." stated Kat with a confused look on her face.
"Well," David began, "our organization is a group of gifted individuals, some hundreds of years old, who try to maintain the peace and stability between the living world and the world of the dead. Basically, everything you ever thought of as fantasy is real or can become real. We protect normal people from that. When we find someone who is an extremely powerful telepath we recruit them and teach them the basics. They found me after a series of bombings I did when I was eight," he said staring her straight in the eye. "They knew that the reason that there was no evidence was because I could blow things up with my mind. Hell, I am still learning how strong I can be and I have been here for nine years."
"You sound like you would have been a hellion had they not found you," she responded with a grin. In her mind though, she was thinking, What in the hell?
He nodded and continued his tale. "Once you are recruited they send a person to your hometown to bring you to The Mansion. Once here they basically tell the person what I am telling you now."
She nodded in assent and looked at the floor for a second. "Then what," she asked.
"If all of the others in the building are currently partnered up and you have no experience they give you a room, but you have to practice and can't go on any missions. That's what I have been doing for the past nine years."
She glanced at him, but he seemed to show no emotion either way about being dragged off to learn to use his powers, but not being able to use them. She let him continue and didn't say anything.
"Now, though, they have chosen you as my partner. You will first learn to use your powers to a basic extent. Then, they will start us out on easy missions."
Finally Kat asked a question, "You said that when they recruit you and bring you here they give you a room. Correct?" she asked.
"That is correct."
"Does that mean I get a room of my own here?"
David blushed crimson and had to turn his head aside. "Partners share rooms," he said quietly.
Kat could only nod and ask, "Am I allowed to bring things from my house?"
"They are already moving things out of your room without your parent's knowledge and transporting it here. They should be done by tomorrow morning. You will continue to go to the same school," he said, answering her unvoiced question. "You teleport from the walk out front in the mornings."
"What am I supposed to do until tomorrow morning when all my things are here?"
"They have a second bed already set up in my bedroom for you," he responded.
Kat raised an eyebrow, but she said no more on the subject.
"Do you like salmon," he asked.
She nodded distractedly and he walked into the kitchen to finish cooking their dinner.
About a half an hour later they sat watching television. Kat had remained silent throughout the meal and David had not pressed her. Finally, Kat asked, "Since, I am going to be living here, do you mind if I tidy up a bit?"
David smiled and waved a hand at the room. "I think your going to be a good influence on me, especially after living by myself for so long. Go right ahead and tidy up to your hearts desire. The only thing that I ask is that you at least tell me through telepathy what your throwing out so I know that it's not important."
"Fine with me," she responded calmly.
She stood and walked to the kitchen where she grabbed a trash bag from under the sink. She began in the living room and worked her way around to the kitchen and bathroom.
After watching her with mild interest for about fifteen minutes he asked, "You do know that you can use telekinesis, right?"
"Yes, I just feel that it's more rewarding to do it physically rather than mentally."
David simply laughed and turned back to the TV. After a short time though, he could sit still no longer. He stood and stretched and after a few minutes more of watching her clean, he turned off the TV and began helping her.
At about midnight they stopped their endeavor. They had cleaned the entire place from top to bottom. Kat, though, had found that David's bedroom had actually needed the least amount of cleaning. When she had turned to ask him why this was she found him sleeping on the couch.
As she was about to climb into an armchair to use as a tatami David opened one eye and wearily said, "I'm sleeping out here so that you may have the bedroom to yourself."
As she turned to tell him that she didn't need the bedroom to herself, she found him once again sleeping soundly on the couch. She got a blanket from the bed and covered him up, before heading off to the bedroom. She sat in a lotus position on the bed and meditated there.
The next morning at exactly 5:30 she awoke. At first she was confused about where she was, which was a first for her. Then she remembered David. As she was climbing out of bed she found a suitcase that had been placed just inside the door. Upon her further inspection, she found it to be full of her clothes, which were all neatly folded. She picked out an outfit and dressed quickly.
As soon as she opened her door the smell of bacon reached her nose. Standing in the kitchen, dressed in his usual black, was David. He was cooking bacon and eggs.
Kat walked over and immediately threw away the empty eggshells and whatever else she could find that didn't need to be there. As she scouted out what was trash and what was not David said, "You don't have to. I was going to pick that up as soon as I was done with the bacon." Kat snorted, but he continued. "I thought it might be nice to have a big breakfast, nice and relaxing on your first day here."
She stared at him for one long moment. He glanced at her then asked, "Do you want toast?"
She nodded and walked over to the where the bread was kept, "How many do you want?" she asked.
"Two is fine, but you might as well make a big batch so we can share."
She nodded again and began putting pieces of bread in the toaster. Soon she had a large stack of toast. She put it on a plate and placed it on the table. As soon as the toast was on the table she grabbed the butter and jam out of the refrigerator and placed them on the table as well.
When the bacon and eggs were done, his eggs were scrambled with cheese on top and hers were scrambled, David got two glasses out of the cupboard and poured orange juice in both. He delivered them to the table and with a hearty "Dig in!" they set to eating.
"So what's happening at school today," he asked through a mouthful of toast.
"Surprise English test," she responded her mouth full of bacon and eggs. "There will be one in French class as well."
"It's good I know French already," he sighed before taking a rather large gulp of his orange juice, "and I'm not too bad at English."
"I already know the contents of the test so I studied in my sleep."
"Isn't that like cheating," he asked goggling at her.
She winked at him and responded, "No, not cheating. I said the contents not the answers. Although the latter would be a hell of a lot easier than studying all night."
He laughed and asked, "Don't the kids in your class ever wonder why your grades are so perfect?"
"No," she said through a mouth full of egg. "Like I said, I only study not memorize the answers, so it is possible for me to miss a question or two."
He nodded and continued scarfing down his food. She took that as a "Hurry up," and quickly did the same.
After they were done cleaning up after their large breakfast he walked her down the seven flights of stairs and out the front door. "Your portal or mine?" he questioned.
"Doesn't matter."
David opened up a portal and said with a completely straight face, "Ladies first." She nodded and stepped through to find herself right in front of her locker.
Do you want me to be seen, she hissed in her head. You could easily have been teleporting me into a crowded hallway.
Actually, she heard his response though she was sure he was already in homeroom, If I sent you to a crowded hallway or an empty one, it doesn't matter. As long as there aren't just a few people in it, you'll be fine.
Why is that? she asked him completely puzzled. She was on her way to her homeroom now.
People don't notice things in crowds or where there are no people. They would notice you appearing out of nowhere in a hallway with a few people, but not in a crowded one, came his response. If they did notice you they would simply think it a trick of their eyes.
She replied with, Yes, I see, and remained silent. After a while she found herself entering her homeroom class.
"Ah, Katherine," came her teachers airy voice. "So glad to see you. I heard it was your last day here before you are sent to a girl's school. I had hoped you would not spend it at home."
Kat almost choked. What girl's school? she asked David in her mind. Out loud she said, "Well, yes."
I don't know, came David's confused reply. Hang on let me ask. After a minute in which Kat spent nodding as the teacher told her how much she would be missed, David responded. Your mom was thoroughly pissed. She decided to send you to a girl's school, but that would have interfered with the organization's plans. The organization evidently figured it would be better if you just were schooled privately with some of the other kids in The Mansion.
She finally managed to make it to her seat and whisper, "So this is my last day here, David?"
He nodded, but seemed thoroughly immersed in his drawing. In her head, though, he responded, Yes, that's what it seems like. It is also mine as well. I am your partner, thus I only go to this school because you do. So we will both be schooled at The Mansion. I think you will like the schooling there better anyway.
She nodded and watched him draw. "What are you drawing now, David?"
"The underworld," he responded without taking his eyes off his work, "and all the tortured spirits within."
Chapter 2
The Mansion
At lunch she sat at her table one last time. Since the teacher had told the entire class she was leaving it had gotten around the entire school. Now people walked up to her almost constantly and told her how much they would miss her.
David walked over to her table and with a smile she waved for him to have a seat. "At least there is one truly friendly face among the crowd," she said happily.
He nodded and opened his sketchbook. He had evidently finished his drawing of Hell because the leering demons weren't on the page he was working on anymore. She moved closer to him to see what he was drawing and nearly fell off her chair. David was sketching her. It was so vivid and lifelike though, that she was sure it must have been a photo.
David smiled as he read her mind. Out loud Kat asked, "Where did you ever learn to draw so well?"
"Don't know. I was always just really talented. After a couple years in The Mansion doing nothing you kind of need a hobby," he responded with a faint smile. His icy blue eyes were twinkling again.
"Yes, I suppose you would," she said trying not to laugh.
"Now hold still," he said happily turning back to his sketchbook. "I'm almost done and it will be done all the faster if I have a model who is willing to hold still."
"Yes, sir," she said giving him a mock salute and returning to scanning the room the way she had done for years.
After school David met her in the stand of trees. He opened a portal to the front gate of The Mansion and they stepped through it together. Once again he walked up to the intercom, but this time when he had stated who was entering she could hear the voice telepathically saying that all of her things had been installed in their apartment.
David nodded and asked if her clothes had been unpacked. When the intercom stated that they had he sighed and Kat just rolled her eyes. A moment later the door swung open.
As Kat stepped into the main hallway she noticed a considerable difference. Instead of the Mansion being almost totally empty there were quite a few people walking around. She also noticed that instead of the deathly quiet there had been before, there was a loud hum of conversation running through her head.
David looked at her and said into the silent hall, "your telepathic abilities are already getting stronger."
Kat simply nodded and answered in her head, where it seemed less out of place, Yes, I can hear other people thinking things even when they aren't directed at me.
He nodded and silently asked, since you are living here now, do you want to see the rest of The Mansion now or later?
How about later? I want to see that my things have been installed in your apartment, she responded still utilizing the freedom of speaking silently.
"Fine with me," said David out loud and he started up the stairs.
When he opened the door to his apartment she almost fell over. His entire apartment had been painted the same black and red colors as her rooms had been. Her couch, chairs and coffee tables had replaced his. His TV was still there, but she found hers in the bedroom. Her bed had replaced the makeshift one she had slept on last night and rolled up and lying on the bed next to her suitcases was her tatami. As she looked around the bedroom and the rest of the apartment she found that all of her stuff was here. It was placed just so that it didn't make the tiny apartment look overcrowded.
David followed her around looking happy. Finally, he said, "When I came here nine years ago I didn't have a lot of things. The couch and chairs were a loan from the organization. They gave me a lot of other things as well. Now, though, it seems they took back everything that I was borrowing to make room for your things."
She looked at him for a moment. He seemed really happy about having a roommate. Perhaps, she thought, he hasn't had many people to talk to. After all, he did say that he was the youngest here.
Suddenly David looked serious. "You need to know the schedule for tomorrow."
She nodded and sat down in one of her armchairs.
"We have a physical education period first thing in the morning. Tomorrow we will be in the pool area swimming laps. Even the adults have to keep up their strength to a degree. After that we will be out on the veranda to do stealth training exercises and to start getting you up to par on the use of your powers."
Kat quickly asked, "This doesn't sound like ordinary school. Do we actually sit in a classroom at any point during the day?"
"Yes," he responded. "We go to lunch after stealth training and after lunch we go to the library. During our time in the library Master Alasdair will be evaluating your levels of comprehension and starting you off in your lessons where he feels you must begin."
"Master Alasdair?" she questioned raising an eyebrow.
"Yes," he said as he leaned forward a bit, "Master Alasdair is head of The Organization. He is the very oldest of us. Altogether he is around a thousand years old. He heads all of our missions and currently directs the North American branch of the Organization."
"Damn," she hooted. "A thousand years old? He must look like a mummy!"
David laughed suddenly. "You would be surprised. He actually looks quite young. It's strange having your great grandfather about a hundred times over look the same age as you, let alone be alive at all," he said with a laugh.
Kat laughed and asked, "He is your related to you?"
"Yeah," said David scratching his head. "I'm the only one of his descendants to actually have any powers though. So the rest of my family is long dead."
"Damn," she whistled. "At least you have someone who is related to you that understands."
"You'd be surprised," David said with a wink, "very surprised."
They sat for a while longer and chatted about how tomorrow would go. David told her that there were two other kids still in school here. They were both about his age, but they had come here before him so they were considered older than he was. He told her about how he assumed that Master Alasdair would probably pair their team up with him and Kat until they gained some experience. He also told her about how he had often played pranks on the stuck up people of the organization when he had gotten bored.
They laughed for about an hour before David asked, "Do you want something to eat? It's getting late and we have to be up early tomorrow."
"How about we have something quick," said Kat. "I'm not really that hungry, but I still need to eat."
David nodded and grinned at her. "How about some Raman noodles? I have chopsticks and everything."
Kat grinned and nodded. "Sounds good to me."
After finishing their noodles David gave her first use of the bedroom to change into her pajamas. David had politely asked her if it was all right that he slept in his boxers and a T-shirt. When she had answered that she didn't have a problem he had seemed to relax a bit.
As Kat finished dressing she thought about how polite he had been. Instead of treating her like a roommate he treated her like an honored guest. She didn't like his special treatment, but she didn't want to tell him to stop either. In the end she decided to think about it for a while and see if he changed how he treated her. She finished dressing and walked out in the living room so that he could change.
After they had both changed David tossed her a white candle. "Here. You might need this. These too," he said as he tossed her some matches. He watched her unroll her tatami and position it in the corner before he took up a lotus position himself and began meditating on his bed.
As Kat took up a lotus position on her tatami she glanced one last time at David. In that glance she realized with awe that he was floating in mid-air. Then, she shut her eyes as well and drifted off into deep meditation.
At 5:30 her eyes shot open. David sat on his bed now. He looked like he was just waking. "Wake up David!" She ran over and jumped on his bed, knocking him over.
He sat up again and looked around bewildered, "Ugh? Where's the fire?" He looked around puzzled for a second then he saw her sitting on the end of his bed and started laughing. "I should have known," he managed to say through his laughter.
Kat was laughing, but she had already decided how she was going to wake him from now on. She grabbed the pillow from her bed and tossed it at his head. "So who gets their shower first?" she asked dodging the pillow that he had sent flying back at her head.
"You!" He stood up for a second, then he ran straight at her and grabbed her in a bear hug. "You. You. You."
Kat managed to duck out of his bear hug and make a run for the bathroom. "Fine, but you have to make breakfast!" She ran skidding round the apartment before he managed to catch her and give her another bear hug and shove her into the bathroom to get her shower.
"Fine. I'll make breakfast, but you had better hurry and get your shower or we're going to be late!" He marched off to the kitchen whistling as he made breakfast.
After she was done her shower she ran to the bedroom and dressed quickly. David had already finished his breakfast and had left hers, still steaming, on the table. He hurriedly got his shower while she ate. As Kat sat chewing her food slowly she looked to the kitchen and realized that he had cleaned up after himself.
When she was done her breakfast and he was dressed they headed downstairs. Kat had her bathing suit in hand as did David. They both were having yet more fun as they tried to see who could push whom into the wall.
When they finally made it to the swimming area David pointed out which way to the girl's locker room, then he disappeared into the boy's locker room. After she had changed into her one piece black swimsuit, she was required to wear a one piece, she exited back to the pool area and found David and two other guys already swimming in the pool. They were having a water battle with some squirt guns and floating noodles.
As she slid into the pool David broke away from smacking one of the boys upside the head with a noodle and swam over to her. "Nice suit," he called. One of the boys, the one who was no longer being beat upside the head by a noodle, noticed David swimming away and swam after. With both of his companions swimming away, the last kid swam over to greet her as well.
"Hello, Kat." David reached her and turned to the two boys who were swimming just behind him in the water. He pointed to the first one, who had short, spiky blonde hair. "I'd like you to meet Alex," he turned to the second boy who had dyed black hair with vivid red streaks, "and Conner."
She nodded to both. David turned back to the shallow end of the pool and began swimming.
"Now that we are all here," he said, "we can begin doing our laps. It's thirty for you and fifty for me and the guys." When she looked at him angrily he responded, "Only, of course, because your new. When you have been here for a while you will be expected to do fifty like us."
Kat nodded and readied herself. "If I finish first I will wait for you," she began, "but if you somehow manage to finish first, will you wait for me?"
"Of course," he responded with a wink. "On your mark. Get set. Go," he shouted and they all started doing their laps.
The boys all finished before her, but all three waited on the edge of the pool and cheered her on. After they had all gotten changed back into their clothes David, Alex, and Conner had all given her piggyback rides to the veranda.
Once on the veranda the boys had started teaching her how to use her powers and how to make herself inconspicuous. They spent most of the morning teaching her the basics, but they all told her that she learned fast.
After a picnic lunch, brought to them by Alex who stopped in the public kitchens, they practiced a little while longer. Finally, David stood up and said, "Master Alasdair waits."
Hooting and punching each other in the shoulders about various things they made their way back to The Mansion. David, though, turned to her and asked with a smile, "Want another piggy-back ride?"
When they reached The Mansion, Kat climbed down from David's shoulders, insisting that she should walk in doors. The two boys, who were yet being loud, quieted somewhat as they entered The Mansion. David led them all to two large carved doors. When he pushed them open the smell of old books reached Kat's nose and she nearly sneezed.
As they entered the library Kat gasped. She had never seen so many books in all of her life. They lined every possible nook in the room and from what she could see the room was as big as what she had originally thought The Mansion would be.
In the center of the room was a large table, ringed by five seats. At one of the seats sat a young man. He appeared to be twenty, but from the amount of respect the boys walking beside her showed, she guessed that this must be Alasdair.
"Good evening," said Alasdair as he shook all their hands. When he came to Kat he gave her a hug instead. "Ah, Katherine! How nice to see you here!"
Kat responded calmly with, "It is nice to meet you as well Master Alasdair."
He smiled as he held her at arms length, "Now none of that. Have you boys been teaching her that 'Master' drivel?" He turned back to her without hearing their answer. "Well, Kat it doesn't matter. Please, just call me Alasdair." He waved for her to have a seat. "Shall we begin?"
Kat took her seat, but couldn't help noticing before Alasdair sat down that he was wearing black zip-off pants, a black T-shirt, black military style boots, and finger less gloves just like the other boys. The only thing he was wearing that they weren't was a long black cloak or a coat, depending on how you looked at it, although she was sure it resembled a cloak more.
Alasdair sat down in a high-backed chair and said, "Alright, let's get this show on the road. Everyone knows each other, correct?" When everyone nodded he continued, "Let's give Kat the low-down on how things operate around here."
David turned to Kat and with a smile said, "You already know that we work in partners and that you and me are partners as well as roommates."
Alex and Conner snickered, but Alasdair shot them a glance and Conner continued, "There are two or more partners to a team. The four of us are on a team."
Alex continued with, "As a team, we all go on the same missions. We are currently at a level where we are only allowed to go intermediate level missions at most."
Alasdair nodded. After they had answered all of her questions they moved on to math, English, French, Japanese, German, Spanish, and History. Kat was amazed that they focused so much on languages as well as histories of other cultures. They focused very little on math because Alasdair said that they were all very adept at it, including Kat. They worked on computers for a while. Alasdair taught them how to hack into government files without being caught. He taught them simple tricks on how to hack, but it seemed that Kat had the easiest time hacking into the military file that Alasdair used as a quiz.
When they were finally done their lessons for the day he bid them farewell even hugged Kat. He told them that he would meet them on the veranda tomorrow instead of the library and with that they turned to leave.
"That was fun," said Kat happily.
David nodded in agreement, as did Conner and Alex. "I haven't seen him in such a good mood in a long time," said David thoughtfully.
"Maybe," pondered Conner, "he is glad to actually have someone who wants to learn. Maybe he is glad that Kat is here and hoping that she will keep us in line."
Alex snickered. "Not a chance. He knows better. Maybe he just likes her."
Conner nodded and asked, "He is a thousand years old, why in the hell would he like someone that much younger than him?"
"I don't know. It was just a thought."
Kat's mind however was on something else. He had hugged her, yes, but it was more of a fatherly hug. Her mind kept spinning around something David had said. "I'm the only one of his descendants to actually have any powers though. So the rest of my family is long dead." Kat let it play around in her mind and realized after a minute that what David had meant was, except for Alasdair, he was an orphan and Alasdair himself had no other descendants among the living.
David grabbed her hand suddenly and whispered in her mind, don't mind them. They're idiots.
That evening her and David talked about what they would be doing tomorrow. David told her that tomorrow was running laps on The Mansions track. They would even go hiking instead of practicing stealth and the basics of using her powers.
David cooked chicken and broccoli for supper and they sat in relative silence as they ate. After a while David asked, "So did you like your first day here?"
"Yes, it was definitely interesting."
"What did you think of Master Alasdair," he asked calmly staring at his chicken.
She looked up from her food at him. "I thought he said not to call him Master."
"We call him that anyway," replied David as he brushed a stray hair out of his eyes. "He doesn't like it, but we call him that anyway."
"Well, it seems to me if you respect him enough you would respect his order not to call him Master. Hell, if he's that important I would call him Jack Shit and keep a straight face if he asked me to."
David was taking a bite of his chicken when she said this and he nearly choked. When he finally managed to stop laughing he said, "I guess your right, but we still call him Master Alasdair. It's just a habit. Anyway you didn't say what you thought of him."
"He was very nice. You were right though, he did look very young. If I hadn't known better I would have sworn he was twenty." She looked at David who was staring at her strangely. "What?"
"Nothing it was just that I was wondering how much you liked it here. I was wondering if you wanted to stay or if you wanted to go back to your old life," he looked at her completely serious and a little sad.
She looked at him hard for a minute. "If you are trying to give me a final decision then I've already made it," she said with a grin.
"But are you completely sure about it," he shot back. "Have you looked at it from every angle?"
"Yes, I have," she said quietly. She waved at the apartment. "Here people understand me and are able to relate. It may not be ordinary, but I'm sure it won't get dull for a very long time. I know that if I went back home I would just be sitting in my rooms alone for the rest of my life or at least until I move out."
He took her hand in his. "Then you wish to stay here?"
She sighed closed her eyes for a minute and said, "Yes."
He nodded. "I think though, that you should see your home and family one last time. Alasdair said that if you agree to see them he will make it so that you can go this Saturday."
That's fine with me, she responded in her mind. The sooner I say my good-byes to them the better.
David ducked his head and his stray hair once again hid his face. At least you get a chance to say goodbye, came his soft reply. At least you can do that.
Before Kat could say anything or ask him why he had said this he stood and said, "I'm going for a walk. I'll be back in an hour." He walked out without a second glance.
Kat sighed and sank into her chair. David was getting less confusing and more confusing with every passing minute. "Damn," whispered and sank her head into her hands. "Damn. Damn. Damn."
When David finally returned it was almost midnight. He looked a little angry, but he didn't appear to want to talk. She left him be for a while, but finally she grabbed his sketchbook and a pencil and handed it to him with a silent, here.
He looked at her for a second. His face was angry, then all at once it melted. He let a single tear run down his face. "I'm sorry I was so awful tonight Kat. I'm sorry."
"It's okay," she said sitting down on the arm of his chair and putting her hand on his shoulder. "I don't want to make you upset again, but maybe if you tell me why you are upset it will help."
"It's nothing important," he said turning his head away once again.
She sighed and slid down the chair and onto his lap. "Try me. I'll listen no matter how stupid. I promise."
He looked at her for a second. "Alright. I'll tell you." He turned his head away again for a moment. When he finally looked at her again he had tears on his face again. Kat wiped them off and he began. "When I was five years old I recognized my powers. As a little kid I thought they were all fun and games. I used to set fires and such. Then one day my dad and my mom and I all were heading to the beach. It was night time and we had been driving for hours." He turned his head again, but when he turned back his face was still dry. "I got bored sitting in the car. So I started a little fire. My dad saw it through the rearview mirror. He turned to put it out and," David broke off.
Kat finished his tale, "He lost control of the car."
David nodded, "When I woke up I was here. I met Alasdair soon after. He taught me everything I know. I also met Conner and Alex, but they feared me. They thought that if I ever got angry I might blow up The Mansion. That's why since that day I have never used my powers. I vowed to only ever use them when on a mission. I vowed to keep myself under complete control. I vowed to talk to no one that I didn't have to."
Kat looked at him. "I may not understand from first hand experience, but somehow I do understand." She sat on his lap for a while longer. Finally she was pulled out of her thoughts when she smelled cookies baking in the oven. Realizing where she was still sitting she quickly stood, "Um," she said as she stood quickly.
David blushed a little and said, "I thought some cookies might make both of us feel better."
Chapter 3
A Worthy Mission
Kat and him sat down to fresh cookies and milk. They ate in almost silence, but continued smiling at each other the entire time. After they were done they started to clean up. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it. You finish cleaning up," said Kat to David as she went to answer the door. "I wonder who it could be at this time of night?"
When Kat opened the door Alasdair stood with his back against the wall opposite the door. He pushed off the wall and asked, "May I come in?"
"Sure," replied Kat waving him in, "come right in. We were just cleaning up."
Alasdair raised an eyebrow and stepped in the door. He walked over to the bar and had a seat on one of the stools and motioned for Kat and David to have a seat. He looked at David as if he was talking telepathically, but Kat could hear nothing.
Finally, Alasdair turned to her. "Kat. David. We have a mission for the two of you. It doesn't involve your whole team. It is a simple recruiting mission. I would like you two to make a midnight visit to a young telepath who has yet to uncover her powers."
David cocked his head in confusion and asked, "Why a midnight visit? Don't we usually recruit people during the day?"
"Yes, but the situation here is different. This girl has several friends who have powers, two to be precise, a young man by the name of Michael Keller and another young man by the name of Caleth. Mike Keller is a very strange young man and is vital to have on our side. He’s very dangerous and has a destructive past, but Caleth, well not much is known about him. Gwen on the other hand, is an upstanding citizen, except for the fact that she disappeared from her home three years ago," stated Alasdair coolly.
"What about Caleth? Isn’t there anything at all known about him?" asked Kat.
"We don't know anything at all about him except his name. Right now the best thing to do currently is to simply ask if they wish to develop their powers here," replied Alasdair, sounding very much like a messenger rather than head of the North American branch of the Organization.
"I guess that could be arranged somehow," shrugged Kat. "I mean, why wouldn’t they want to become stronger? They will need to develop their powers sometime."
David nodded. His eyes twinkled eerily in the strangely bright kitchen. They sparkled like ice and caught Kat's eyes, taking her breath away. Kat turned her head for a second so that Alasdair and David would not notice her reaction.
"Are you two ready?" asked Alasdair, noticing, but ignoring Kat's reaction to David. "I would like to get under way before she thinks we have decided not to accept her."
"You mean she already knows?" asked Kat slightly surprised. "You have talked to her already?"
"Yes, actually she contacted us. I haven't a clue how she found us, but evidently she used a very complicated method that no one else will ever use," replied Alasdair calmly.
David didn't look so sure, but whatever comments he may have had he kept to himself. After a moment Kat asked, "Can you explain?"
"Classified. So as not to make it any more common or easy to find us, I haven't told anyone and she has been informed to tell no one else how she found us," replied Alasdair with a smile. "Sorry."
"S'okay," she replied. "It's better that way. I can't keep anything that big a secret anyway."
David smirked, but said nothing. Alasdair looked at her and said, "You'd be surprised what you are capable of, Kat. Sometimes we don't know those things until we need to use them. Anyway, we had best get moving."
"Right," said David. "Let's get a move on. We can't take all bloody night to do this." He stood up and walked to the door with Alasdair close behind him.
Kat sat still for a second. She was thinking hard about something. Finally, she stood and walked to the door. "Yeah, let's get going. I want to get some sleep tonight."
They all walked down the hall, the seven flights of stairs, into the main lobby, down another hall, and finally, into the library. Alasdair then proceeded to open a portal and left them with instructions to talk to her and come right back to The Mansion when they were finished. He asked them to explain some of the basic points behind The Organization and not to tell her anything she wouldn't absolutely need to know.
They stepped into the portal and found themselves stepping into a very dark bedroom. They stood for a second in the pitch dark before a light flickered on suddenly.
"Hello," called a calm, sweet voice from out of the dark. "Are you Alasdair’s errand runners?"
As the voice asked this question a very bright light came on in the room. Standing framed within the light were three people. All three were hidden in the impossible to see through glare of the amazingly bright light, which seemed to have been aimed so that it glared right into their eyes.
"Yes," replied David sweating a little. He had not expected quite so serious a welcome.
As soon as he had answered he found that the bright lights dimmed within seconds. In the now almost total dark his eyes adjusted and he found that he could see all three people quite well.
The first was a skinny girl of mid-height who had long black hair. Her gray eyes were deep and speculating, giving her the effect of being far older than she actually was. She was dressed in boy’s clothes, all of which were black, and a pair of shades rested just above her forehead as if ready for use. Over her all black T-shirt she wore a black dress shirt flapping loosely. Her fingernails were a vivid, bloody red and her lips were the same shade. She stood calm and passive beside the others, looking as if she was bored rather than anxious. Her eyes betrayed her anxiety and also her extreme knowledge beyond her years.
The first young man, who stood next to the girl looking coolly off into the distance, was a young man with messy spiked black hair. His hazel eyes were tinged with red and he was staring straight at David. His outfit was black from head to toe and he had a sword sheathed at his side that appeared to be far to big for him even though he was strangely muscular.
The second young man was leaning against a wall staring at David and Kat as if appraising them for all they were worth. He had long white hair that reached down past his lower back, but it was pulled back into a tight braid. He had been wearing his shades until the light dimmed, when he had taken them off, and now they could see that he had very piercing orange eyes. A tattoo covered one entire side of his face. It was a strange kind of tribal design. He was dressed like most of the others in black, baggy pants and a black T-shirt. He wore over his black clothes a trench coat and black fingerless gloves were worn on each hand. At his side he carried a simple black katana.
"Nice to make your acquaintance," said the girl stepping forward calmly. "I’m Gwen." She shook David’s hand then stepped back. "This is
Spike," she said quietly waving towards the first boy. "and Caleth," she finished as she waved at the boy with long white hair.
"Nice to meet you all," said Kat as she found her voice first. "I’m Kat and this is David."
"We know," murmured Caleth in a voice that was almost a whisper. His voice was strangely loud in the quiet room. "We’ve been waiting for you guys. We didn’t contact Alasdair to join the Organization, but we doubted he would help us otherwise."
Gwen and Spike nodded. They appeared to have lost their voices like David, but they appeared to agree completely with Caleth anyway.
Kat looked at Gwen quickly who seemed to be directing their movements almost as much as Caleth. "Do you mind if we sit? This seems to be one of those things that might take a while to explain."
"Yes, it will," replied Gwen, "but we don’t really have time right now so let me give you a quick summary. Let me start our story by saying that Spike is no ordinary boy. He is a dark boy, a demon. He comes from a dark place where demons are not normally allowed to leave. That is part of the reason behind our quest. To make it brief we must simply say that we are out to fix whatever has been done that has allowed him to escape."
"What does all this have to do with David and I?" asked Kat, now thoroughly confused.
"That," replied Spike calmly, "is for you to find out on the way."
Gwen nodded and turned to David. "You have the ability to talk to Alasdair whenever you feel like? I would like you to make it so that I can talk to him without you listening. I have some things to discuss quickly."
David did that for her and after she was done talking to Alasdair through her mind she quickly left the room as well. Kat began to feel uncomfortable and walked out with a quick word to David that she was just going to check on Gwen.
"So," began David, feebly trying to start a conversation. "You’re a demon Spike? Isn’t that a little odd?"
Caleth turned to David and whispered in his ear, "I wouldn’t mess with him. He’s in a bad mood."
"Why is that?" David questioned back.
"Gwen came," was all he would say.
Spike retained his festering silence until Gwen returned. As soon as she did he questioned her on how things were coming and when she just shrugged he walked out angrily.
"What was that about?" asked Kat as she returned to the room.
Gwen shrugged calmly and replied, "He has always been impatient. I assume that he is nervous and impatient and those feelings together do not suit him. He has never had anything to be nervous about before."
After a few minutes more Gwen left again, as did Caleth, and Kat, who seemed to have taken on some of their duties. Finally, they all came back.
Gwen though, was sporting a large Naginata spear. It was draped in black and adorned in silver and gilt inlays of dragons and other mythical creatures. At her side was a simple katana and a dagger rested just beneath that. She was dressed the same except that she had slicked her hair out of her eyes and into a ponytail and was now wearing a simple silver heart necklace.
Kat carried two katanas with her and she quickly handed one to him. They both buckled them onto their belts which now felt quite odd considering neither was used to wearing a sword at all times.
Spike came back without much change. He was now wearing fingerless gloves as well and he appeared to be completely ready for anything.
Caleth appeared the most collected of all of them. He showed no outward sign of nervousness and his sword was fixed at his side exactly as it had been. He looked as if he had been simply waiting outside the room.
"So what are we doing?" asked David as he tried to adjust his sword’s position. "I have no clue what’s going on and you all are telling me too little to understand."
Gwen giggled for the first time. It gave her a strange younger feeling, when up until that point she had seemed like a very serious kid who could have passed for an adult.
"Strange you should ask. Well, for now we need to pick up some stuff at my place. My good Naginata is there."
"Oi, females!" interjected Spike, smiling slightly for the first time. It was a nervous smile, but it was reassuring to David. "These girls will never go into a battle in anything less than their best!"
"Merde! You really do complain too much, Spike! For all you do, with taking all that time to pick which sword to use, and half the time you use your claws. You really are something making fun of us girls!" Gwen smirked and shook her head.
After a second he muttered, "Okay, you’re right, like always. Although, it surprises me how smart you can be when you try. Can we at least skip going to your place?"
Gwen put her hands on her hips, but after a second of staring hard at him she burst into laughter. "If that was an apology it sure sucked, but whatever," she laughed.
After she finally regained her posture he replied quietly in her ear, "I know how to apologize." With those words he leaned over and kissed her quickly on the lips.
As quick as the kiss was he pulled away and walked to the other side of the room. Once there he spoke with Caleth quickly.
Caleth approached David and Kat and requested that they open a portal. "Where to?" questioned David calmly. "I need to have some idea of where I’m going."
"Somewhere deserted. It doesn’t really matter where," shrugged Caleth. "As long as we won’t be seen."
David thought for a minute before opening a portal. "I don’t know if it’s exactly what you wanted, but it’s the closest to all the specifications you just gave me."
After a moment Gwen stepped forward and said, "Don’t worry David. A deserted house will work just fine for right now." She stepped through quickly and was followed by Spike.
"What the?" David and Kat spluttered at the same time.
"Okay," David began as he turned to Caleth. "How did she just do that?"
Caleth shrugged. "She has powers too. We all do. You could say, though, that Gwen’s and mine are the most mysterious. Hers are very hard to understand. As are mine and Spike’s, but Spike is a very easy to understand person. He is a demon so it is in his nature to have powers. What they all are I have no clue though."
As Caleth stepped through the portal David turned to Kat. Kat just shrugged and stepped through. David quickly followed her. He was still a bit nervous. All of these strange people made him nervous.
Finally, he made it to the other side of his portal. Kat was waiting as he came through. She appeared agitated.
"What’s wrong?" he questioned as he glared at the others. "You look scared."
Gwen stepped forward. "You should be nervous too. We’re going to the Otherworld and it is no small place. It’s also very dangerous. Considering we have to go there, all of us should be scared."
"Okay, that didn’t make a lot of sense," replied David looking a little puzzled. "Now what’s this about the Otherworld?"
Gwen sighed as Spike stepped towards David. "You heard right. We are going to the Otherworld. Now start thinking and listen to what she says," he said glaring at David.
Gwen sighed again and turned to walk down the hillside that they had landed on. They were very close to an old house of some sort and they were on the top of a very tall hill.
"This way," yelled Gwen over her shoulder. "It’s going to have to be somewhere a little less visible."
"What’s his problem?" asked David to Caleth. "He acts like I just completely disrespected Gwen. All I did was ask a question about something. He acts like I should already know the answer."
Caleth smiled a little. It was the first time David had seen him smile. "He expects a lot out of you and he is one of those people that is a little overprotective. Not in a bad sense, but if he sees anything wrong with your conduct around Gwen he won’t hesitate to start a fight. Trust me, I should know."
"What did you do wrong?’ asked David wonderingly.
"That’s none of your business," replied Caleth, suddenly very gruff. "It’s between Spike, Gwen, and me."
Ahead of them, Spike and Gwen were holding hands. It made David think about Kat. He wasn’t quite sure about how he felt about her lately. It was strange. She always managed to make him smile.
After a minute Kat spotted him frowning to himself. She hurried over to him and took his hand in hers. She looped her other hand around his other side and through his belt loop. It made it very hard to walk for her and him both so he stopped trying. She was practically standing in front of him anyway.
"What’s wrong?" she whispered in his ear as she laid her head on his shoulder. "You don’t look happy."
"I’m just worried and I was thinking. That’s all," he said trying desperately not to make her worry any more than she was.
Something in his voice must have caught her attention because her head came up from his shoulder. As she looked into his face as he placed his hand on her shoulder.
"We’re going to get left behind," he said trying to get her to move again.
Kat looked at him for another second before turning and walking down the hill after the others. David sighed. His feelings were starting to betray him. As cool as they had been with each other before, Kat seemed to be drawing him in.
David sighed and wished for Conner or even Alex’s advice on the matter. It was too late for that now though. They were thousands of miles away and they couldn’t help him.
When they had all made it to the bottom of the hill David stood next to Kat. She appeared to acknowledge him then turn her attention back to Gwen. Gwen was standing talking with Spike and Caleth. Caleth kept nodding and Spike didn’t look happy. Finally, the meeting broke up and Spike and Gwen walked over to Kat and David. Caleth remained where he was.
"We’re ready to create a portal," stated Gwen coolly.
David nodded and Kat asked, "What do you want us to do?"
"That’s easy," grunted Spike. "All you have to do is stand where we tell you and feed some of your energy into Gwen. She can’t do this all by herself so we all need to pitch in."
"Okay," replied Kat falteringly. "I guess we can do that."
"Good," replied Spike.
After Spike had directed them into their positions he himself took up a position very near Gwen. Several minutes later they all felt like they hadn’t had sleep in days and a very large portal was glittering in front of them.
"Good job," whispered Gwen, looking far more tired than any of them. "It’s perfect."
Within a couple of minutes they found themselves on the other side of the portal. They had landed at a strange beach. The sand was reddish in color and the waves were such a deep color that they looked almost purple. The sky was such a vivid blue that it hurt David’s eyes.
"Nice to be back," hissed Spike with disgust.
Gwen silenced him by glancing at him. "We’ll stay here for the night or at least until we get some of our strength back. We need to be able to fight at least."
Caleth walked up to David and Kat a little later looking very serious. "We need to either make a boat or find one. Do you two mind scouting?"
Kat glanced at David who just shrugged. "Sounds okay to me, but what happened to staying here?" she asked looking like she could have cared less.
When Caleth was out of earshot and eyesight Kat turned to David who grinned. They both looked at each other like naughty children.
"Shall we?" asked David looking happy.
Soon enough they were about a mile down the deserted beach looking at every piece of wood like a possible boat. They had walked for about an hour when Kat finally stopped.
"Look at that tree. It’s huge!"
"It would be a perfect sized boat," replied David looking pleased.
"Well," Kat began. "Yeah, it would, but what do we do now that we have found a possible boat. I don’t feel like going back yet. Do you?"
David shook his head. "No of course not. Things are way to tense back there."
Kat remained deep in thinking for a moment before her face lit up. "Oh, David, we could climb the tree."
David looked at her for another moment then bolted towards the tree at top speed. He leapt into one of the lower branches and as Kat followed him he helped her up. They climbed up to almost the top before they stopped.
As Kat reached the branch that David had stopped on she pulled herself and sat beside him.
"It’s almost sunset," she whispered with a smile.
""Yeah," he replied.
After a minute she took his hand. They sat for a while just watching the sun set, but after a while Kat leaned her head on David’s shoulder.
David watched her out of the corner of his eye. As she lay her head on his arm he could hear her breathing. He sat for a little while and held her hand. After a while he turned and took her face in his hand. As he stared into her eyes he felt like his world was melting. Then, he kissed her. To them it seemed like it lasted for hours, but to anyone else their kiss would have only lasted a moment.
When David finally let Kat pull away she was looking a bit surprised. After a moment she looked him in the eyes and kissed him again. Kat moved onto David’s lap and they held each other and kissed until it was too dark to see.
"Hey lovebirds! I think it’s time to get back now." Caleth was literally hovering in the air right in front of them.
Kat moved off of David’s lap. "We found a boat Caleth."
David nodded. "We could use this tree if Spike will lend us his sword."
Caleth looked at the tree. "Not necessary. Gwen found us a boat. Anyway, we couldn’t borrow Spike’s sword. He’s gone."
"Where to?" asked David looking puzzled.
"Who knows," replied Caleth with a shrug. "All I know is that we should be getting back soon."
Kat and David both nodded. After a few minutes of climbing in the dark Kat and David made it out of the tree and back to the beach without a problem. Caleth, David, and Kat all proceeded to walk back in silence then.
Just before they got back David pulled Caleth off to the side and waved Kat on. "You won’t tell?"
"No."
"You swear."
"I swear." Caleth looked ready to laugh. "Privacy is a big thing around here. You can count on it. It’s all in the company you keep," he said patting David’s shoulder as he walked away.
David hurried to the bonfire after Kat. Gwen was already sitting there and Caleth had headed off towards what appeared to be a boat sitting on the beach. He sat down beside Kat.
"About time," said Gwen looking amused. "Anyway, now that we have a boat I wanted to tell you two how things would work."
David and Kat both nodded politely. "Sure," they both replied.
"Alright then." Gwen looked towards the boat then back at them as she pushed a wisp of hair out of her eyes. "There is only one cabin below deck and one above. Mike and I have taken over the above deck since we will be guiding the ship to where it needs to go. Caleth is sleeping on deck so you two get two of the four bunks below deck."
David nodded. "That’s fine. We shared a room back at the Mansion so there is nothing wrong with that."
"Good. That’s all I really have to tell you for now. You may retire by the fire tonight, but you would need to be up and on the boat before high tide. Which, if I’m correct, is just a little past midnight tonight. I suggest that you sleep on the boat tonight."
Kat and David nodded thanked her and retired to their room on the boat with the excuse that they were exhausted from walking so long.
As soon as they made it to their rooms David jumped on the bottom bunk. "Mine!" he yelled. "I call it."
"Fine," smirked Kat, "but I call the wash-closet for a changing room." She walked to a tiny room, grabbed her bag threw it in, and stepped in after it.
When she came out she was dressed in black nightclothes with flames running up and down the legs. While she was in the wash-closet David had changed out of his clothes too.
"Nice pajamas!" said David with a whistle when he saw what she was wearing.
She sat down beside him on his bunk and smiled. "Thanks." She touched his hand and he took her hand in his. "Do you mind if I sleep with you?" she asked looking very shy suddenly.
"No," he replied putting his arm around her shoulder and pulling her close. "Not at all."
"Thank you," she said again. She was blushing a little.
He kissed her and smiled. "Maybe we should get some sleep now. We’re probably going to have a big day tomorrow or sometime soon."
"Yeah. I guess we should."
She curled up on the bed and he quickly lay down beside her. After a few minutes Kat draped her arm over his chest. David felt a little uncomfortable, but he laid his hand across her shoulders and they held each other until they fell asleep.
When they awoke the next morning it was cool below deck where they were sleeping. David woke first and watched Kat as she continued to sleep. When she finally woke he shushed her questions of what time it was and where they were by telling her that they were on the boat and she should go back to sleep for now.
After she drifted back off to sleep David fell asleep again. A few hours later Kat woke. She ran her fingers through his hair and listened to his heartbeat as he slept. After a while he woke as well.
"Morning," smiled Kat.
"Good morning."
"You look nervous," commented Kat. "What’s wrong?"
David thought for a moment. "I guess I’m not really used to relationships. We don’t get out often at the Mansion."
Kat nodded. "Do you think we can stay here and just talk for a while?"
David nodded. "I don’t care what they say. We have the right to be alone. Even if it’s just for a little while."
Kat smiled and held him close. "Can I tell you a secret?" she asked after a few minutes.
David shifted and looked down at her. "Of course. You can tell me anything."
Kat sighed and looked at the bunk above. "I’m really scared, but no matter how scared I am I always feel safe with you."
David listened calmly, but finally he said, "I feel like no matter how much I feel alone anywhere else your always happy to see me." He smiled. "I know it sounds really corny, but it’s how I feel."
"I am. How could I not be happy to see you? Since we met it’s like you’ve become my world. We didn’t meet all that long ago either," she replied looking blissful.
It was hours later before they even thought about going up on deck. When they finally did it was another hour before they actually got dressed and went on deck.
"Hey Caleth!" yelled David as they got on deck.
David and Kat were still holding hands and smiling as they walked over to him. He appeared to be the only other person on the ship.
"Hey!" said Caleth looking pleased to have someone to talk to. "What took you sleepy heads so long?"
David waved his hand at the question as if it was no concern of his and Caleth instantly understood. He smiled.
"So where is Gwen?" asked David looking puzzled. "Shouldn’t she at least be up by now?"
"Yeah," replied Caleth. "The only problem is that Spike came back last night." He thumbed towards their cabin. "They have ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign hanging off the doorknob. We can only imagine why we would want to disturb them."
David grimaced. "Okay, we didn’t need that much information. I don’t blame them, but we could at least pretend we have no clue what they are doing."
"You presume too much," smiled Caleth. "Just because I gave you the details doesn’t mean that you have to think about it like that." He smiled and walked away.
"Ass," whispered David under his breath.
"Yeah, really," smiled Kat. "Let’s get away from him. Any more of those comments and he’s going to be having a ton of bruises."
David glanced at Kat looking truly evil. "Oh, he’s mine first and foremost. You get him last."
Gwen and Spike were sitting on their bed. Gwen was staring at the ceiling. Spike was looking off at the door.
"Is this the end?" asked Gwen as she finally turned to face him.
Spike didn’t turn. "I… Yes."
Gwen stared off again looking serious. "Do you intend to finish this? Are you going to go and leave us to finish what you started?"
Spike turned to her. "Of course I intend to finish this. It’s my own fault that so much of this has happened. I wish to set things right. Most especially with David."
"But not with me." She stared at the ceiling again.
Spike didn’t answer. He only replied, "Do you mind if we appear to be a couple yet? I’m sure it will cause less problems."
"Fine," was all she could say.
Two days later they were within sight of the island that was their destination. They had all been working frantically to grab weapons and things that they might need.
Spike was increasingly distant from everyone. He had only been on the boat four hours out of the two days.
Gwen had looked agitated most of the time and whenever Spike was there him and Caleth were arguing non-stop. Now Spike was working in silence preparing weapons. Gwen and Caleth were at the other end of the boat cleaning weapons and packing anything they thought might need once on the island. David and Kat were below deck cleaning weapons laughing as they took turns telling jokes or stories.
"There it is," growled Spike in a low deadly voice that echoed across the ship. "There sits our island of no return. Sounds like fun doesn’t it?"
Gwen rolled her eyes at him from the other end of the ship and continued working. Meanwhile, Caleth walked below deck to find Kat and David.
Caleth knocked before entering the cabin below deck. "Hey guys, we’re in sight of the island already. It’s about two hours until morning so you guys might want to get some sleep."
David nodded. "Okay, I guess we’ll need our rest so we’ll take an hour to sleep before we land on the island."
Caleth just shook his head and walked away. "You guys are going to be exhausted."
Kat and David continued to clean their weapons and talk for another hour. Finally, David told her that they must get some sleep and Kat immediately nodded and curled up on his bed with him.
"Night."
An hour later Caleth returned to check and see if they had gotten any sleep at all. He found Kat and David curled up in David’s bunk next to each other holding each other tightly. He quickly woke them and left them to get ready.
About fifteen minutes later they found themselves on a shore covered in black sand with purple waves beating against the rocks. They walked up onto the beach and into the dark trees, covering their movements and guarding their every movement as they went.
"This place is creepy," whispered Kat to David in a calm voice.
"Yeah, I know what you mean about that. It’s kind of like looking at everything in the wrong light. It’s weird."
Spike just looked at them. "You know, this place always did have a weird glow to it."
Kat could only nod and hold onto the bow and arrow she was holding at the ready.
Kat also had a Naginata slung across her back where it could be brought out in seconds and ready to fight with. Gwen carried a bow and arrow as well and had at least a double quiver of arrows on her back. Not to mention the silvery dagger she carried jauntily at her side. Spike carried a large sword that gleamed dangerously all up and down its wicked black blade. It was presumably the sword that he always carried at his side. David had a katana engraved with Japanese symbols and prayers and Caleth carried nothing at all.
"I seriously doubt your hands will do much good against any demons we might come across Caleth," whispered David as he glanced at Caleth and realized that he was weaponless.
"I’ll be fine David. Worry about how many we’re going to have to take down and still not be noticed."
"What happens if we get noticed?" asked David raising an eyebrow.
"What do you think? The whole damn island will be on us in minutes that’s what," replied Spike looking annoyed.
"Well, duh!" replied Kat with scowl.
Caleth just smiled. "Here comes the first group."
As soon as he had said this Gwen loosed her first arrow. Her first shot felled one of the thirty demons that were charging them from the beach they had just come from. Kat loosed a few arrows and killed a demon every time. By the time the demons reached them there were only about half of them left and they were the stronger ones. They all had a somewhat human form and all appeared to be moving faster than their eyes could see at certain points.
When the first demon reached them David stepped in front of Kat and Gwen pulled her dagger out. Spike and Caleth stepped forward. David and Spike met the first two. Caleth met the third and Kat continued to shower the demons with arrows.
Spike moved around the battle as if dancing. He moved quickly from one demon to another spending only seconds before slicing and dicing then moving on.
Caleth was shooting bolts of electricity at whatever attacked him and appeared to be using simple street-fighting techniques to dispatch whatever wouldn’t die by those.
Gwen was slashing and burning, literally. She was dancing across the field as fast as Spike and Caleth, and everywhere her blade touched a demon burst into flames. She was incinerating whatever wasn’t totally dead after someone else was done.
David appeared to be doing a mixture of martial arts, street fighting, and an awesome looking amount of slicing and dicing. He seemed to be focusing completely on not looking at them as he killed them too.
Kat had finally dropped her bow and had pulled out her Naginata. By the time the battle was over she had decapitated at least two of the demons.
After all the demons were dead they moved away from the battle site to tend to their wounds. Most of which were only scratches, except for Caleth who was slightly exhausted as well.
Gwen looked after Caleth’s wounds while Kat treated David and Spike’s scratches. Spike was almost completely uninjured and really only had one scratch right under his eye. David had several cuts on his arms and was bruised, but other than that was completely fine as well.
"Let’s get going," Gwen mumbled after they were done looking after the boys and bandaging each other.
Caleth and David nodded. Spike just sat and stared at the forest in front of him.
"It’s this way," muttered Spike. "I can feel it." He stood and walked off into the forest.
Gwen, Caleth, David, and Kat all tried to keep up with him but they could barely keep track of where he had just been let alone stay right behind him.
Finally, they caught up with him. He was standing in a clearing just staring straight ahead. When they reached him they realized what he was staring at. Right in front of him was a flickering black and white castle.
It was like a strange mixture of what you would think of as pictures of heaven and hell. The buildings were jagged and glowed black like most of the landscape, but they also had parts that glowed a silvery white and seemed to be made of glass and crystal. All of this was flickering as if it was being seen through rippling water.
David took a step forward. "What in the…"
Spike put out his hand to stop David. "Don’t go any closer. Most of them are traps. Only one is the correct entrance to where we want to go."
Suddenly they all heard a loud voice behind them. "Hey! You! You guys aren’t allowed here!" A small battalion of demons, all of which were holding spears and swords, was standing about twenty feet from them. "Time to die!" yelled the first one as he charged.
"Oh shit," whispered David. "Gwen, Kat you two figure out which one is the correct entrance while we hold these guys off. Spike you help them when they need it. We’ll take care of this quickly." With that he took Kat’s Naginata and Caleth took one of Gwen’s daggers and David’s sword.
"How well can you use that thing?" asked Caleth as he watched David holding the Naginata unsurely.
"Not sure, but we’re about to find out," he replied charging the first couple of demons.
"Okay, but it’s your funeral," shrugged Caleth as he swept after him brandishing the sword.
David swept in chopping and slicing at the demons. He was being slowly surrounded. After taking down ten demons and seeing that Kat, Gwen, and Spike were still looking for the entrance he quickly yelled to Caleth.
"Hey! Wanna trade?"
"Gladly," yelled Caleth. "This sword has a weird balance to it and your chi is so weird that I can’t really control the sword right. I keep the dagger though. This thing kicks ass!"
Caleth tossed David the katana and at the same time David came out of a slice at a demon and whipped his Naginata into the air towards Caleth. Caleth caught the Naginata with ease and David continued his spin to catch the sword and whirl into his next deadly blow.
After only a few seconds David and Caleth finished what was left. Just as they did however, Gwen yelled out, "We’ve got it!"
David and Caleth glanced at each other and ran towards them. They were standing in front of a ramshackle black building that appeared to be a small falling-down gothic cathedral. Spike was leaning against the door looking smug.
"That’s it?" asked David looking still a little out of breath. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Gwen replied. "Kat used a strange technique and found an energy signature that couldn’t be accounted for unless it was a door or a portal of some kind and wasn’t booby-trapped like the rest."
"Cool," replied David as he hugged Kat. "Okay, let’s get moving."
They all nodded and Spike, Caleth, and David entered the little building first.
Instead of opening right into a large cathedral room like they all expected it would do, behind the door there was only a long dark stone passage lit by torches. They followed it for awhile before the tension became unbearable.
"It reminds me of something you’d see in an action movie or something. The hero gets trapped in an underground room and manages to escape but just barely," laughed Kat anxiously.
David just smiled.
Finally, they came to some spiral stairs. They were covered in puddles from the dampness of the tunnel. They descended into the depths of the earth.
After ten minutes of descending stairs they came to a long hall at the end of which were two large double doors. They approached them carefully, but before they even made it halfway to the door they opened of their own accord.
"Welcome!" boomed a voice from within. "Please enter."
David looked skeptical and so did Caleth and Spike.
David turned to everyone. "I’ll go in first and if it’s not a trap you guys can follow."
"Now wait a minute. How come you’re volunteering for this. I insist that I go," responded Spike looking angry.
"Oh for goodness sake," groaned Kat, "we’ll all go. Okay?"
David didn’t look happy about that, but everyone else agreed.
After a minute they all stepped through the doors and into a large room. It was decorated from top to bottom in red and black. All around them were gilt inlays of mythical creature and stories. All of which were done in gold. The room was huge and at least as high as a three-story building.
"Oh wow…" hissed Gwen and Kat at the same time under their breath.
David tensed suddenly. "Show yourself you bastard!"
Suddenly, Alasdair appeared in the middle of the floor looking calm and peaceful. "Hello David. Welcome home."
"Should have known he was too creepy…" hissed Gwen as she sank to the floor and passed out suddenly.
"What in the…" was all Kat could get out before she too sank to the floor unconscious.
Caleth and Spike passed out only a minute later. They had managed to hold out against the invisible menace for longer than the girls did but after a while even they had succumbed to it. David was the only one left unaffected.
"There. That’s better isn’t it?" smiled Alasdair.
"What in the hell did you just do to them?" David yelled angrily as he drew his sword.
"Relax. They are only sleeping for now," Alasdair replied with a shrug looking bored.
"You bastard! They better not be in any danger or you are going to pay. I don’t know what in the hell is wrong with you Alasdair, but I intend to kick your ass!" David was shouting and readying to fight by now.
"Alasdair smiled broadly. "That reminds me. Perhaps proper introductions are in order." He bowed. "I am Cthulu."
"So what happened to the real Alasdair?" David asked looking even angrier. "Or let me guess. There never was any real Alasdair. Only you."
"Correct," Cthulu replied with a malevolent grin. "Since you were a boy you were raised by an enemy of your family. In fact, I killed your family. I took you in and every friend you’ve ever had up until Kat came was an act staged by me. Everything you’ve ever learned was to aid me. To be blunt your life was a lie and you are an act in a play for my amusement."
"You fucking bastard! I’m gunna gut your ass now." David ran at him to attack, but before he could even get close enough Cthulu disappeared and reappeared behind his back.
"Oh too bad. Either you’re not angry enough to be worth anything or you are too human to be worthy of your father’s name," shrugged Cthulu as he put a hand on David’s shoulder.
"Get your fucking hands off of me you asshole," yelled David as he spun and swung at him again.
"Fine." Cthulu took his hand off of David’s shoulder and dodged the attack. "I will, but that doesn’t mean you’re getting out of fighting me. I’ll convince you one way or another." He disappeared again, but this time he appeared next to Kat. He crouched down and stroked her face. "She’s so beautiful, is she not? It’s a shame that her death is the only thing that will make you fight. Normally, I would keep something as pretty as this for myself." He stroked her face some more and pulled a smiling masquerade mask out of thin air and set it tenderly on her sleeping face.
"Get your slimy hands off of her you disgusting piece of fucking demon filth," David yelled. After a second the anger on his face drifted away. "You touch her again, with your powers or your hands, and I’ll kill myself so you can’t get what you want." David reversed his sword and held the tip at his throat.
Cthulu backed away from her slowly. "That’s harsh David. I would expect better treatment considering I’m like a second father too you." He pulled a second masquerade mask out of thin air. This one was crying. He held it in front of his face and hovered tauntingly in front of David.
"You will never be a father to me. I have a father and he’s dead. You are just a fucking demon who made himself look good to me when I was a child and because of that I was blinded by my own beliefs." David grimaced. "If you’re going to fight me I want all of them safely out of here."
Cthulu scratched his head. "Okay, but I can’t let Kat go. First, she’s my control over you to an extent and second, I can’t touch her remember? You’ll have to carry he over to that chair." He pointed to a throne at the other end of the room.
David nodded. Cthulu warped to the other end of the room and David quickly picked up Kat and transported her safely to the throne. While he did this Cthulu moved the rest back to the surface, smiling, dancing, spinning, and acting like a fool all of the time.
After they had both done what they needed they took up places on the floor. David sheathed his sword finally and Cthulu looked just as calm and happy as always. After a few moments of watching each other closely Cthulu happily charged him.
David tried his best to parry and shield his attacks. He managed to duck under a few but for the most part Cthulu was literally knocking him all over the floor. David dodged and rolled as Cthulu’s boot tried to connect with his head and winced and coughed up blood as the attack changed to meet him on the floor as he dodged.
It took several minutes, but finally between dodging attacks and coughing up blood David managed to find his voice. He spat his blood at Cthulu’s feet and yelled, "Bastard! You haven’t killed me yet."
"Oh, but your not even trying David. This isn’t fair." He smiled and pulled another grinning masquerade mask out of the air. "Let’s make it fair." He used a motion that was too fast to see and was instantly at Kat’s side. She was still sleeping soundly and now her life was hanging by a thread as Cthulu held a wicked looking blade to her throat. "If you truly care about this girl you will fight with everything you are worth. You will fight me to the death. You won’t hold back and you will risk everything to keep her safe."
David’s head dropped in defeat. "Fine." David took up a martial arts stance and looked at Cthulu. "I really hope you want to die."
After a moment, instead of attacking, David began to transform. Wings appeared and burst through the skin in his back. His skin began to take on a scaly red hue and his fingers turned into monstrous claws that were almost a foot long. Long pointed fangs appeared in his mouth and his eyes began to glow a fluorescent green color.
"I’m happy you’ve finally stopped beating around the bush and decided to show your true form David. I was beginning to think that you might not be your father’s son after all and if that was the case I would have to kill you very painfully for wasting my time." Cthulu looked pleased. He was doing little pirouettes and back-flips as he talked.
David smiled. "So you think." David flexed his claws. "I’m about to make life very painful for you."
David rushed at Cthulu so fast that even he had no time to react. As David attacked he made sure to make sure that each attack was not deadly, but was instead extremely painful. Soon David decided that slowly clawing him to bits wasn’t worth it and instead clawed out his eyes and began to gut him a little at a time.
When he was done there wasn’t a lot left of Cthulu. David began to walk away and head for Kat when he turned around.
"So that wasn’t you, eh?" he growled looking angry. "Oh well. I can’t make it quite so painful, but I can destroy you soul and all.
David looked at the hovering demon above Cthulu’s body. It appeared to have come out of the human skin that had once been its shelter. It was glowing brilliantly and grinning yet.
"So you’ve surpassed your father, David? Now you must surpass me as well to survive."
David slowly got down on his knees and bowed his head. "Dagda! Great protector of the underworld! I call to you now and pray that you will aid me and bless me with your presence. I seek vengeance for my father and protection for my lover. Hear me Great One! Aid me in my quest." David finished by bowing so low to the ground that his face touched the floor.
"You think he will help you boy? He wouldn’t help such a sad excuse for a demon, but I will I’ll end this for you now!" Before Cthulu could even fly towards David though a bolt of lightning struck him.
As Cthulu was blown to pieces so was most of the room. Because of all the drapes that were hanging around, a fire began to smolder. Through all the smoke though David managed to find his way slowly back towards the throne where Kat was sleeping still.
As soon as he reached her he gently picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. He quickly flew back towards the stairs and up the staircase. Once he was outside he laid her down next to Gwen underneath a tree nearby.
"Thank you for all your help Dagda." David looked at Kat for a few more seconds and turned back towards the building, which was now totally engulfed in flames.
Standing silhouetted in front of the burning building was a dark figure. As the figure approached David could see that it was a man. He had extremely long red hair that covered his face as he walked towards David with his eyes downcast. A sword was buckled at his side and a long white trench coat fanned out in the updraft of the fire burning just behind him.
David stared in awe as the young man approached him and spoke in a clear, deep voice with just a hint of an accent. "Is all well here, David?"
Chapter 4
The Wonderful World
David nodded. "Yes it is. They haven’t woken yet, but I don’t think that’s a problem."
"Good." The young man continued to watch him. Finally, he smiled. "You don’t know who I am do you?"
David shook his head and continued to stare. "No. I’m afraid I don’t have a clue."
The young man and shrugged and smiled. "Figures. Humans these days know all about me, but they have no clue what I look like." He looked like he was on the verge of laughing.
"Uh," David bowed low quickly. "I’m sorry my lord Dagda. I didn’t recognize you. I haven’t seen you since I was small after all."
Dagda waved his hand dismissingly while continuing to look amused. "Don’t worry I know. There is no need for apologies or formalities. Please be at ease."
"Um, okay," replied David looking a little relieved.
They stood in complete silence for a minute until Kat started to stir. David kneeled next to her and held her in his arms until she was fully awake.
"Are you okay, Kat?" he asked after a few moments.
She just shook her head a minute. "David," she whispered after a minute. "Is that you, David?"
David looked at his hand. He still had claws and red scaly looking skin. "Yes, Kat, it’s me. I’m just showing you my real form at the moment."
Kat looked warily at him for a second. "Okay." She looked at his eyes and gasped. "Oh, David it is you!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him gently. "I’m sorry I didn’t believe you at first. It’s just that I thought you might be a demon trying to trick me."
Very suddenly Kat noticed Dagda. She just stared at him for a moment, almost totally forgetting about David.
"Oh, yeah," David smiled as he realized who she was staring at. "This is Dagda. He helped me defeat Alasdair."
"Then Alasdair was the demon?"
"Technically," smiled Dagda, "it’s real name is Cthulu. Not a very nice demon to know and he’s very infamous. He was the joker of the demons. That one never had a serious moment in its life." Dagda looked both angry and happy. "It’s killed many of my best generals and I haven’t been able to do anything about it before, but thanks to you David I just got my revenge and you got yours as well."
David nodded. "Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would have done without your help."
Dagda shrugged. "You either would have died or lost control and killed Kat as well, but we’ll discuss that later." He nodded toward the others who were just beginning to stir now. "Right now we all need to get to safety and since they are waking now we can leave immediately."
"Okay," smiled Kat. "This place gives me the creeps anyway. Let’s get out of here."
They made their way back to the boat. Caleth was still exhausted from the fights before and wasn’t feeling any better thanks to their time spent unconscious. Gwen supported him by letting him lean on her most of the way back. David was literally steaming from the spell he had used to call Dagda and Kat had to help him walk with Dagda’s help. Spike, Dagda, Gwen, and Kat had all been virtually unharmed.
Back at the boat Dagda, Kat, and Gwen were busy helping David and Caleth. Spike was out on the deck staring off at the night sky for no reason. Dagda was healing David and Caleth, as they lay virtually unconscious on their cots.
"Thanks," David whispered with a smile as Kat handed him a cup of water.
"Welcome," Kat replied. "Just get some rest. You need your strength."
David nodded. "What else do you think I can do when I’m practically strapped to a cot?" He smiled weakly.
Kat shook her head and took the cup of water. "You really are something. You had me worried."
David sighed. "I’m fine. I’ll be okay. I just need some rest. Now would you stop hovering and go do something useful so I can sleep?"
"Sure."
Kat marched over to Caleth’s cot where Gwen was bandaging a few scratches. "Need any help over here?"
"Could you get some water? He’s dehydrated and exhausted. When he wakes up I want to get as much fluids in him as possible. Not that he will object much." Gwen smiled and brushed a stray hair out of her eyes.
"Sure thing."
Kat marched up on deck and to a nearby stream. She took a pitcher with her and filled it to the brim with fresh water before returning. When she got back Caleth was already awake and he took a large mug of water from Kat gladly.
"Thank you."
"No problem," Kat replied as she watched him drink. "There’s not much to do anyway.
Gwen poured a little water on a rag and walked above deck.
"So do you know anything about what’s going on between Spike and Gwen?" asked Kat now that Gwen was out of earshot.
"You’ve been waiting to ask that since yesterday haven’t you?" questioned Caleth back.
"Well, yeah. I have been wondering about them since yesterday morning," she replied looking thoughtful. "But you didn’t answer my question."
"Well, since you asked, I haven’t a clue. Whatever has been going on they’ve been keeping it strictly between themselves." Caleth took another gulp of his water.
Kat grimaced. "So you know about as much as us? Well, thanks."
"No problem."
"I’m going to go talk to David. Call me if you need anything," she told him as she walked away.
Kat walked back over to David’s bunk and sat down beside him. "You awake?"
David opened an eye looking a bit frustrated. "I am now."
"Liar." Kat smirked. "You were awake and listening the entire time."
"Yeah. So what?"
Kat sighed and took his hand. "David, what’s wrong? You haven’t acted like this since back at the Mansion. That time you had something very big on your mind. I have a feeling that it’s the same this time. What’s wrong?"
David turned his head away from Kat. "I’m just thinking about how many times I’ve been betrayed. Alasdair, all of those who I thought were my friends, everyone I ever knew, they were all liars."
Kat squeezed his hand. "I’m not lying. I won’t betray you either."
David sat up and turned his head toward her again. He wasn’t crying, but Kat could see the sadness in his eyes. "Yeah, I know. That’s why I’m hoping that it’s right for me to trust you so much." He pulled her down towards him slowly and kissed her gently on the lips. "I want to trust you."
"You can always trust me, David." Kat looped her arm around his waist and smiled. "Always." She placed something in David’s hand as she kissed him.
David pulled away and looked at it. "I can’t keep this." He held a silver ring inscribed with runes.
"Yes, you can. I want you to keep it so that you will always remember that I am with you." She took off a chain necklace she was wearing and threaded the ring through the chain before placing it on his neck. "There."
David just looked at her for a minute. After a moment he took off the other necklace he was wearing and slid it about her neck. "Here. You can wear this."
Kat nodded and kissed him. "Thank you."
David smiled and pulled her in close to kiss her again.
"Hate to break up this lovely show of affection," said Dagda with a grin as he seemingly appeared from nowhere, "but Kat is needed above deck."
Kat nodded and stood looking grim. "I’ll go immediately." She smiled at David before turning to go up the stairs to the deck.
"So," smiled Dagda as he stood next to David’s bed, "when are you going to tell her?"
"Tell her what?" David frowned angrily and tried to roll onto his other side so he didn’t have to look at Dagda.
Dagda grimaced. "You know very well what. I’m honestly surprised you didn’t tell her before now."
David sighed. "You don’t understand. Before I was afraid of what she would think once she saw the real me. She never witnessed the side of me that could kill before today. I… I thought that she might see the real me and turn away."
Kat’s face swam before his eyes as he said this. You can always trust me, David. Always.
"And yet, even after she saw what you look like when you transform she remains steadfast and by your side. She knows you killed him in that form and she still looked at you with as much love then as every other time she has looked at you," replied Dagda looking serene.
"Yeah," David whispered as he pulled a blanket over his head. "She did."
"Dagda, do you think David is dangerous to me?" Kat was standing on the deck with her blue hair whipping around her in the wind. She turned and looked at him.
Dagda leaned against the deck’s railing. "He’s only as much of a danger to you as you let him be. The more you get close to him the more dangerous he becomes."
Kat sighed and leaned against the railing as well. "I don’t care. I mean I care about him too much to just abandon him because he’s dangerous to me. It seems to me that the closer I get in some ways though, the less dangerous he is."
"That’s true." Dagda pulled a cigarette out of his coat pocket. After lighting it up and taking a puff he continued. "The more you ease his troubled mind the less dangerous he becomes, to everyone."
Kat stared at him. "That’s a filthy habit for a good demon to have. Especially one who rules over a large portion of Otherworld."
"So David told you that, eh?" Dagda took the cigarette away from his lips. "You’re right of course. I shouldn’t be smoking in front of ladies either, but it really does take my mind off other things sometimes."
Kat shook her head and looked back out over the water again. "No. David didn’t tell me anything about you except your name. I found out about you long before I ever met him. But I do agree on the fact you shouldn’t be smoking in front of ladies."
Just before Dagda threw the cigarette overboard Kat grabbed it, took a drag, and tossed it in the water for him. Dagda just gaped as she walked towards Gwen and Spike’s cabin.
"She really is something," he muttered, as he watched her enter Spike and Gwen’s cabin, before turning back to watching the water beyond.
Gwen was grabbing several maps as Kat entered. "Hey! Want to give me a hand here?"
"Sure," replied Kat and she began to help stuff maps back into their respective drawers. "So what are all these for?"
"Oh," Gwen smiled distractedly as she stuffed a few more maps away. "They are all maps of the demon realm and Otherworld."
"Can I ask why we need so many?"
Gwen put down a map she was in the process of folding and smiled. "When we first came here we didn’t have a clue which island we were going to be landing on. Now we just need these to get home again. We leave in the morning as a matter of fact."
Kat finished putting away the pile of maps that she was working on. "Should I go tell everyone else?"
Gwen didn’t even look up. "That would be helpful. After that would you see to Spike’s wounds?"
Kat nodded. "Anything else?"
"Yeah," Gwen replied looking strained. "Caleth needs to have some of my tea that I brewed for him and David needs to have fresh bandages put on as well. David also needs to get some of that tea in him. It will help with the exhaustion. If I finish with these anytime soon I’ll try to be down there and helping you."
Kat smiled. "Take your time. You’ve had a full plate lately and everyone can see that you’re not doing so hot."
Gwen came around from behind the desk she was standing behind and hugged Kat. "Thanks. I don’t know what I would do without you. You’ve been a real help."
Kat hugged her back and walked out of the room.
About ten minutes later Kat was tending to Spike’s bandages.
"Would you hold still damn it!" Kat growled as she wrapped his bandage too tightly for the third time. "This would be a hell of a lot easier if you were just unconscious!"
"Hey, I can’t help you suck at putting on descent bandages," groaned Spike as he tried to yank his arm away from her.
Kat sat back from him and sighed in exasperation. "What’s your problem?" she asked as she pushed a stray hair out of her eyes. She took his arm again and began to fiddle with the bandages. "You act like nothing anyone does is perfect. I hate to break it too you, but no one is perfect Mr. Demon."
"I expect people to at least try," he retorted as he tried to keep still while she bandaged him.
"What the hell do you think people are doing at the moment? Does it look like we’re slacking off?" she asked looking very angry.
"Oh, fuck off!" he responded looking indignant.
"Fine. I’ll let Gwen take care of this then." She stood and started to walk away from him. "I’ve got other things to do anyway."
"Wait." Spike didn’t look happy. "If you’re going to start something at least finish it and don’t leave it for someone else."
Kat sighed and walked back over to him and began rewrapping the bandage. "So do you want to tell me why you don’t want Gwen to do this over me?"
Spike’s fury was evident. "Don’t presume I have that much of a heart little girl. Asking questions you shouldn’t is bad luck around me."
"Sorry," she retorted, "but it’s kind of evident. Anyway Gwen must see something of a heart in you or she wouldn’t be with you in the first place." Kat bandaged his wounds the rest of the time in silence.
As she was about to walk away he grabbed her arm and pulled her down beside him. "Gwen and me aren’t seeing each other anymore. She couldn’t bear to see me suffer. She saw me becoming the demon side of me more than ever and it was destroying her as much as it was me. She wanted more than anything to see me the way I was when we first met."
"What do you mean by the demon side? Are you saying you’re part human like David?" questioned Kat looking startled.
Spike only nodded. "I guess that’s mostly the reason I just told you this." He stood up and walked to the edge of the boat before jumping onshore and walking off down the beach.
Kat sat on deck for awhile longer. Finally she stood and walked below deck to see to Caleth. As soon as she got down there she noticed something.
"Where’s David?" she asked Caleth, who had his nose buried in a book.
"Oh, he went with Dagda to do some training." Caleth glanced at her and saw the look on her face. "Oh yeah, and he healed him first. Me too."
Kat sighed. "I did kind of want to talk to him, but maybe I should save it for later anyway."
Caleth got off the cot he had been stretched out and reading on and stood. "What did you want to talk to him about? From the way you’re making it sound, it sounds serious."
Kat leaned against the wall. "It’s not much. Just something Spike told me just now. It kind of disturbed me."
"So he finally told you?" Caleth asked as he walked over to where she was standing and put his hand on her shoulder.
"Yeah, he told me. He also told me what’s been going on between him and Gwen. It kind of makes me wonder." She sighed and looked at the floor.
Caleth looked a little guilty. "I knew all along what was going on between them. When Spike told me that David was the same as him, a half demon, I knew that he felt sympathy for your love for David. I knew exactly what he was asking of us when he asked us to keep things quiet. He didn’t want you two to think that your love for each other would end up just like his and Gwen’s. He was protecting you. In a way," Caleth smiled kindly, "I think you remind him of Gwen a little."
Kat nodded. "I understand now. There’s still a possibility that we will end up just like Gwen and Spike, but that’s only if we let it."
Caleth smiled and squeezed her shoulder before walking above deck. "That’s the spirit. It only turns out bad if you let it!"
Kat watched him go and after he was gone she walked over to David’s bunk and lay down. After a moment she began to sob into the pillow. "No… I won’t lose him… no… no… NO!"
David came back three hours later. He was exhausted from Dagda’s training and tired from his quick recovery from his wounds and lack of sleep.
As soon as he walked onto the boat he could sense Kat’s sadness. It was one of the things that Dagda had been making him practice. He felt her tears and ran straight for the stairs to their quarters below deck.
"Kat?" he whispered as he spotted her sleeping form on his bunk even through the darkness of the ship. "Kat are you okay?"
Kat stirred from her sleep. She had fallen asleep crying nearly an hour ago. "David?"
David sat down on the bed beside her. "Did I wake you?"
Kat sighed. "No, not really. I was having a nightmare anyway."
David looked at her. He could tell she couldn’t see him. He reached out and began running his fingers through his hair. "Like what?"
Kat took his fingers out of her hair and instead she just held his hand. "Nothing important." After a moment of silence she took a deep breath and whispered, "There was something else bothering me though."
David squeezed her hand. "Like?"
Kat licked her lips and tears began to well up in her eyes again. "Did you know that Spike is a half demon, like you?"
David just sat in silence for a minute. "No," he whispered finally, "but I had a feeling that he was. It was a feeling I got from him."
Kat continued to whisper, " Well, him and Gwen are no longer together. Did you know that?"
David shook his head before he remembered the she couldn’t see him. "No, I didn’t know that either."
"They broke it off because Spike’s demon side, his darkness, was beginning to take over and Gwen was starting to suffer from it," Kat finished.
"I guess that explains something Caleth said to me a while ago. I asked why Spike hated him and he told me that it was none of my business. I have a feeling that Caleth has been trying to help Spike and Gwen all along and Spike has hated him for it," David whispered partially to himself.
Kat nodded. "Yeah I guess that makes a lot of sense. Caleth did know about this since the very beginning."
David sighed. "I guess it’s time for me to tell you why I was off with Dagda tonight. I was out training so that the same situation wouldn’t happen to you and me. I didn’t know that Spike and Gwen were having this problem at the time, but Dagda had told me that something of that nature was possible. I think Gwen can’t take seeing Spike partially because she knows that if his own demon side ever consumes him the price could be her life. Spike knows if he loses her then he’ll lose his sanity and Gwen knows that as well. It’s a no win situation in their eyes. We still have a chance. I intend to take it too."
Kat looked up at him. Her eyes glinted beautifully even in the dark. "You mean Dagda’s training?"
"Yes," he responded as he took his hand out of hers and began stroking her hair again. "It will help me control my demon side."
Kat sighed one last time. "Come to bed David. You must be exhausted."
David lay down next to her and she draped her arm over his chest. After a few more minutes of just holding each other they began to drift off into a deep sleep.
For three days, while they sailed towards the island they had come from when they first arrived in Otherworld, everyone onboard did nothing but eat, sleep, and train. Even Gwen and Kat got in on some of the training. Gwen taught Kat to meditate in two different ways from they way that Kat already used and Gwen and Kat both taught each other some new sparring techniques. Meanwhile all of the guys were doing whatever their hearts desired. For David and Spike that meant that they were training to restrain their demon halves almost twenty-four seven. Caleth was teaching the girls and sparring with the guys regularly. Most of the time though, you could find him at one of the railings staring off into space. Dagda was, of course, almost always with either Spike or David.
When they finally reached an island where Gwen could make a portal they stayed there for several days before actually making a portal. They continued to train and gather themselves for almost a week before Gwen finally told them that it was time they should all go home.
That night David called a meeting at a campfire on the beach. "Since Kat and I are now the owners of a very large empty mansion from what Dagda says, we would like to invite all of you to stay with us."
Spike stood. "What makes you think we don’t have families to go back to?" He grinned and leaned against a tree. The fire brought out the red in his eyes, making him look even more evil.
"Just the fact that Dagda told me that all of you were just wandering around Otherworld and the real world until we met. From what he said it sounds like what family you do have probably wouldn’t welcome you anyway," responded David.
Gwen nodded. "You’re exactly right. Spike has no family. I only have my siblings and I’m sure they would love seeing me again," she groaned sarcastically. "Caleth hasn’t had family to go back to for a long time."
Dagda stood and David sat down. "Then we are all in agreement. All of us will stay at Kat and David’s new mansion. It is also beneficial because I can train all of you there and there is plenty of room for all of us. Although," he thought for a second, "I think it does need scaling down a bit. Let’s make it four stories, four apartments, and all the same recreation areas and such."
Everyone nodded and Kat smiled, "That sounds cozy, but how do we scale it down that much?"
"You’ll see," Dagda replied with a wink. "You’ll see when we get there."
About two days later they found themselves in front of what had once been the Mansion. Now it was exactly as Dagda had described it to them. There were four stories now and it was also much smaller. When they got inside they found that not a lot had changed except the fact that there were now only four apartments instead of one hundred.
"What do you think?" asked Dagda with a smile.
Kat grinned. "We call top floor!"
Spike shook his head. "You guys have first dibs anyway, so what are you calling rooms for?"
Gwen nodded and laughed. "In that case we call the third floor apartment!"
"Oh, no fair," shouted Caleth. "I wanted the third floor. I guess I’ll have to deal with the second floor."
Dagda just smiled. "I guess that leaves me with the first floor apartment and all of you sounding like elephants above my head."
Gwen put her hands on her hips. "That would be Spike. I’m never loud."
Spike looked like he was on the verge of laughing. After a moment he collected himself enough to fake cough, "Radio! Radio!"
Gwen blushed. "It’s not that loud!"
Dagda smiled. "Okay break it up you two. It doesn’t really matter who the loud one is. I’m a heavy sleeper anyway."
Kat smiled and took David’s hand. "Let’s all just go to our rooms."
After a few more minutes of talking they all made their way up the stairs to their different rooms. Dagda didn’t even follow them up the stairs owing to the fact that his room was on the first floor. Caleth broke off at the first landing and after some hugging between Kat and Gwen, Gwen and Mike went of to their room as well. As David and Kat ascended the remaining stairs to their room they walked in almost total silence. Finally, they made it to their rooms and David pushed open the door.
"Ladies first."
As David opened the door Kat gasped. The room was definitely theirs, but everything about it was changed. For one thing it no longer had the look of an apartment, but instead resembled a large one-story house.
They walked around the entire apartment. It was quite a bit larger and now there was a separate dining room, bar, and kitchen. The living room was huge, and there were two bedrooms instead of just one. The first bedroom they looked into was the largest. It even had a king sized bed.
"Damn," whispered Kat. "He really did out-do himself on this one."
"You think Dagda did it?" asked David looking just as dumbstruck. "I mean it’s possible, but do you think he was the one who did it or do you think it was like this before Alasdair got a hold of it?"
"I wouldn’t put it past Alasdair," replied Kat as she flopped down on the couch, "but I seriously think that Dagda did this."
David smiled. "Yeah, you’re probably right." He sat down beside her and took her hand. "He is that powerful after all."
For two weeks everything that happened in the Mansion was amazingly boring. They ate, slept, and trained just as they had back on the boat in Otherworld. Kat and David often disappeared into the woods behind the Mansion or hung out at the swimming pool when they did have free time.
For everyone in the Mansion late nights and late mornings eventually turned their nights into days and days into nights. They all slept during the day and trained at night. On weekends they were given a few ours early in the evening to go out and do whatever they wished.
"Hey Kat!" shouted David on one such night about a month after they had first arrived. "Want to go for a walk in the woods?"
Kat looked up from her meditation. "Sounds fun. What’s the occasion?"
David just shrugged. "No occasion. We just haven’t gone for a walk in the woods in almost two weeks."
Kat nodded. "Okay, sounds like fun."
After walking in almost total darkness for about fifteen minutes, David turned to Kat and took her hands in his. "Kat, can I ask you a question?"
Kat giggled. "Uh, David you just did."
He rolled his eyes and smiled. "I mean another question."
"Sure."
David took one of his hands out of hers and nervously played with his jet-black ponytail. "Um, Kat you know how much I love you. I don’t ever want to leave you and I want to be by your side no matter what. I love you Kat and I wanted to know if you would be my…" David trailed off looking embarrassed.
Kat gasped then took his hand in hers again. "David if your saying what I think you’re saying then you should know my answer already. I will."
David nodded looking distracted and happy at the same time. After a moment his eyes lit up and he muttered, "Almost forgot." David pulled his hand out of hers once again and after digging around in his pocket he pulled out a ring. "It’s just a little ring, but it was the best I could do."
Kat shook her head. "I don’t care if you have a ring or not." She smiled brightly. "I’d marry you just the same."
He slid the ring onto her finger. "I love you with all my heart Kat."
"David… I love you too."
Two weeks later not much had changed. There was a lot more rushing around thanks to the oncoming wedding now, but other than that there wasn’t much difference. Everyone was lot happier, but with time came Kat’s growing unease.
Kat sat straight up in bed sweating and panting. The sunlight streamed in through the bedroom windows out of the cloudless sky as she sat uneasily looking around the room. After a moment she pushed aside the sheets covering her and David.
David blinked and woke as he sensed her distress through his deep sleep. "What’s wrong?"
Kat blinked and looked at him. "Nothing. It was just another nightmare."
David sat up and put his arm around her shoulder. "Kat, you’ve been having these nightmares everyday now. There has to be a reason. Are you nervous about the wedding?"
Kat shook her head. "No, not at all. I’m excited about it and not nervous at all."
"Then what is it?"
Kat frowned and put her hand on the hand that David had resting on her shoulder. "I don’t know what it is. It’s just something doesn’t feel right. Not about the wedding or you or anything, but more like the Mansion doesn’t feel right. Maybe it’s only my imagination."
David frowned. "Maybe you should go tell Gwen. She might understand some of your dreams."
Kat smiled. "That’s a good idea. I’ll have to go do that today."
Later that day, Kat came across Gwen in the flower garden. The bright sunshine of the cloudless sky made the garden feel rather hot thanks to the lack of wind. The garden was also strangely quiet and peaceful.
"Hey!" shouted a panting Kat.
"Hi Kat," shouted Gwen gleefully. "I haven’t seen you in almost three days. What have you been up to and how are the wedding plans coming?"
"Ah, David and I have been making plans non-stop, but everything is coming along well. Except…"
"Except?" asked Gwen looking puzzled.
Kat looked thoughtfully at Gwen. "I’ve been having strange nightmares about birds and warped windows." Kat thought for a second looking puzzled. "I also had a dream just last night that there was no wind."
Gwen peered at her looking worried. "Wind?"
"Yeah."
Gwen seemed to be thinking hard. After a minute her eyes lit up. "You may have hit on something. Gather everyone in your room in an hour. I’ll be there as soon as possible."
Kat quickly ran off to find everyone. She found Dagda, Spike, David, and Caleth training in the garden not far from where she had spoken with Gwen and she quickly told them to meet her in David and her apartments in an hour.
An hour later everyone except Gwen was sitting quietly in Kat and David’s living room looking puzzled while they waited for Gwen to arrive. After a few minutes there was a knock at the door.
"I’m here," smiled Gwen as she strode in with a long package under her arm. "Sorry I took so long. I was delayed." She handed the package to David. "Your inheritance is here."
"What the…?" asked David looking dumbstruck.
Dagda broke in. "Your father was one of my leading generals before he died, remember? Well, you didn’t expect him to leave you nothing, did you? He left you everything a demon general ever needed."
David looked confusedly at the box then took a pocketknife out of his pocket and began to open it. After a moment a slip of paper fell out and right behind it out fell a katana.
"What in the…?"
"A chi sword," whistled Spike looking amazed. "That’s rare. He really must have been a top general."
David nodded and stared at the piece of paper. Suddenly, his mouth fell open. "Kat, it’s a bank account. My dad left us enough to more than start our new life together in luxury."
Kat smiled and asked, "How much?"
David smiled and showed her the piece of paper.
Kat gasped and looked at David. "One million… but how?"
Dagda smiled at them both. "I have to give my generals enough money to be able to hide themselves in the human world if they so need. He asked me to do the same for his son."
David looked puzzled. "Was this before he died at Cthulu’s grasp and I was kidnapped and raised by that monster?"
Dagda nodded and pulled out a cigarette. "Yep."
He stuck the cigarette between his lips and was about to light it when Kat stood and took it from him. "Please don’t smoke with all of us around."
Dagda shrugged. "Oops, sorry. I keep forgetting." He took the cigarette from Kat and placed it back in his pack.
"Well," groaned Gwen as she stood and faced everyone. "This inheritance isn’t going to do much good. You see I think Kat and I have stumbled onto something drastic. This place isn’t real."
"What?" shouted Spike as he stood. "What in the hell are you talking about?"
Suddenly, Kat’s face lit up. "Of course, my dreams! I had nightmares about birds, warped windowpanes, and there never being any wind."
"So?" asked Spike looking impatient. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Caleth looked like it had just dawned on him. "Of course. You had nightmares about them because they were true! How many of us have heard birds in the past months? No one has felt even a breeze or seen a cloud either."
"Explain!" yelled Spike looking pissed.
Caleth turned to him and growled. "Have you noticed that there has been no wind, birds, rain, or even clouds in the sky since David fought Cthulu?"
Spike scratched his head. "Yeah, now that you mention it I did, but what’s that have to do with why this place isn’t real?"
Caleth looked completely exasperated. "It means that we’re probably under a spell set by Cthulu to make us believe we defeated him, but instead we are probably just dreaming. Now do you understand?"
Spike nodded. "We never defeated Cthulu and he’s got us trapped in a dream world. I got it."
"But how is that possible?" asked David as he slid his sword into his belt. "If this is just a dream and we never defeated Cthulu then why didn’t he just kill us?"
Dagda looked at him. "I’ll tell you one thing. Cthulu has never had a serious moment in its life. It’s enjoying toying with you."
David growled at Dagda. "What are you saying that you aren’t real and aren’t being toyed with and why do you keep calling Cthulu an it?"
Dagda shrugged and looked at David without flinching. "Never figured out if Cthulu was a boy or a girl. You see Cthulu is a shape changer. Anyway, Thanks to your spell being cast just as Cthulu was putting you all to sleep, I got trapped in this dream with you to aid you in your way out. Technically I’m not really stranded in this dream, but you are."
"I understand now," smiled Kat as put her hand on David’s shoulder. "He really is on our side. He’s the manifestation of your spell except he got trapped in here with us. He’s about as real as this dream."
"Precisely," smiled Dagda. "Now all that’s left is for me to create a…"
"Where’d Spike go?" yelled Gwen looking frantic.
And as everyone looked around they all realized that it was true. Spike was nowhere to be found. Suddenly, David and Kat felt themselves disappearing as well.
Kat sat up gingerly. Her body was bruised and she was a little stiff from lying on the cold hard floor of the cell. That was exactly where she found herself. She was in a cell next to David, Gwen, and Caleth. Spike was sitting next to her looking grim.
"Welcome back Kat," was all he said.
Just then David started to wake as well and soon after Caleth and Gwen blinked and sat up as well. David just looked at Kat for a moment. Gwen was almost immediately embraced by Spike. Caleth just sat there and blinked confusedly.
"Care to explain?" asked David as he finally began to sit up and prop himself against a wall.
Kat moved over to David’s side and helped him prop himself the rest of the way against the wall. "Yes, I would love to know where we are and how you got us out of that dream thingy. Also, why the hell are we all so bruised up?"
Spike just sat back on his heels looking grim. "From what I can tell we are in one of his outpost jails. Lucky for us because once we are out of here it will be easy to escape. I got you out of that dream ‘thingy’ by using my demon powers to wake up once I realized that it was just a spell to make us dream. Then, all I had to do was wake you up. As to why you are so bruised up, I haven’t a clue. I can only guess what he did to us while we were sleeping."
David just looked at Spike. "Nice to know. We were all at Cthulu’s mercy while we were asleep, even the girls. I’m loving that."
Kat quieted David. "The bruises are all in normal places. We’ll be fine."
"So how do you propose we get out of here then?" David asked as he changed subjects.
Spike smiled. "If you loved my first bit of info you’re going to love this. I haven’t a clue."
"Oi!" Kat just glared at him. "You are hopeless."
"Wait." David looked at Kat for a second then reached down and felt the place where he had slipped his sword through his belt. It was still there even though they weren’t dreaming anymore. "The chi sword is still here. Maybe we can use it to break out."
Spike just nodded.
"Well, give it a shot," Gwen chimed in looking hopeful.
David stood and took up a position right in front of the bars of the cell. He positioned his body carefully so that he would have an advantage when cutting the iron bars. "Let’s hope this works." With that he swung full force at the bars and with the ease of cutting through butter he made a gap for them to escape through.
"Nice." Spike stepped out through the bars and grabbed his sword off of the table nearby.
Just as they all had grabbed their weapons several guards came in and caught them mid-escape. Spike was so pissed by this point that he just sliced through them and kept walking.
They all ran out of the guardhouse and down the beach. Lying on the beach, on the warm sunlit sand, still perfectly intact, was their boat. It had been left completely alone. It was almost as if someone wanted them to escape.
On David’s command they all helped push the boat over the black sand and into the purple waters before them. As they sailed away Gwen and Kat playfully stuck out their tongues at the demons on the shore and David looped his arms around Kat’s waist.
Within the first couple of hours of sailing the water was relatively calm, but as the sun set beneath the waves the whole world seemed to shift. Black clouds loomed just over the horizon and threatened to overwhelm the tiny ship in a storm that all of them knew would be fatal. In a unanimous decision they decided that it would be far easier on all of them if they simply landed on an island until the storm passed. So in this way, it came to pass that they found themselves steering the boat towards a deserted island.
As soon as they reached the island they knew they had chosen well. Not far up on the beach was a small hut probably built by a solitary demon sometime long past, but it looked as if it was the only shelter for miles. With the oncoming storm they decided that it would be the best place to sleep. Spike, Caleth, and David all went out looking for firewood while the girls worked on their supper.
"So what do you think, David? Isn’t this place just a little too perfect? I mean, a shelter, an abundance of firewood and food, and it just happens to appear on the horizon as a storm begins to come on," commented Spike thoughtfully. Spike was walking along and picking up twigs and logs telekinetically as he went. There was a pile of firewood floating just behind him.
"I dunno," replied David looking fed up about the whole thing. His pile of firewood was wobbling along behind him just as Spike’s was. "I’m worried about all of it, but like we have much choice, right?"
Caleth appeared in their clearing carrying his pile of logs. "Would you two please stop chatting and do some actual work? That storm could get here any minute and I think the girls would like a hot meal."
Spike just glared at him and turned back to David. "As I was saying, It’s just way too fishy for me."
David just nodded and kept walking. "You know," mumbled David after a few minutes, "since both of us are really worried and we both need to train to keep our powers in check, how about we do some training tomorrow?"
"Sounds good to me," replied Spike with a yawn. "We’ll both get up bright and early and kick each other’s asses. Yep, that sounds perfect."
The rest of their time was spent in silence. When they finally made it back to the campsite they found that girls were nearly asleep.
After a roaring fire had been made inside and the food had been cooked they all sat around for hours and told any stories they knew. It helped to ease the fears of the ones who were most anxious about this strange island, especially after what had happened back at Alasdair’s island.
Spike and Gwen told most of the stories told that night. They alone seemed to have an infinite number of stories to tell about demons. All of them were gory, but all of them had funny parts as well. In the end everyone in the one room hut fell asleep smiling to one of their stories and full of Kat and Gwen’s delicious stew. To them nothing could have seemed better.
The next morning Spike woke not David, but Caleth and Gwen. Kat awoke before David even did. She awoke to the sound of swords clashing, presumably Gwen and Spike having one of their sparing lessons. Kat was laying on the bed listening to the sound of steel clanging when suddenly she heard a whisper coming from beside her.
"You awake?" she heard David whisper quietly in her ear.
She rolled over to look at him and found that he was smiling. "Yeah, I’m awake."
David smiled and kissed her. "It’s amazing, there’s only one room and we still manage to have time alone."
Kat smiled and kissed him back as she looped her arms around him. "How ‘bout we make the most of it? Why don’t you tell me more about yourself? Like the part about being a demon."
"Glad to see you sleepy heads are finally out of bed!" shouted Spike as they walked out of the hut.
David shielded his eyes and looked at them. "Kind of hard to sleep with you guys making all of that racket, now isn’t it?"
Gwen just grinned at them. "Oh yeah, you guys are really sleeping in there. We’re not stupid you know. We left you two alone ‘cause we knew what you’d be up to."
Kat just blushed and tried to change the subject. "Um, weren’t you and Spike supposed to be training today?"
"Yeah, you’re right," he grinned at Kat. David turned to Spike who was looking cocky. "You still up for it?"
"Hell yeah!" answered Spike. "This practically a challenge. Now why the hell would I turn down a challenge?"
Spike and David stood in the very center of the island’s woods. It was dark and gloomy, but here at the center there was a clearing just large enough for light to flood in and make it a perfect battleground. David and Spike were circling each other looking defiant.
"Let’s make this interesting, shall we?" smirked Spike. "I’d like to at least break a sweat."
"Sure thing," replied David. He didn’t look worried and actually seemed to be enjoying the danger of battling against a trained demon. "I’d like to have some fun here as well. Although, unlike you I’m trying to learn to fight better. You’re just here to keep up your skill."
"Yes and no, I think I can learn some things from you David. There’s definitely something different about you."
"Whatever." David just shrugged and placed his hand on his sword. "Let’s just do this already."
After a few moments of just squaring off David turned into his demon form and flew straight at Spike’s head. Just as it seemed Spike would be the looser, he took a step back and to the side and found himself completely in the clear. David quickly landed and delivered a bone crushing swing of his sword right at Spike’s solar plexus, but once again Spike just side-stepped it.
"Okay, this is getting old," growled David. "Why the hell can’t I hit you?"
Spike just grinned evilly. "You are trying way to hard, man. Relax and come at me."
David took a deep breath and charged him again. After a moment he swerved and flew straight up into the air, then down again. Finally, he hit Spike. It was only a nick, but it was enough that with some practice it would be deadly.
"Fuck," growled Spike. "That was good. I didn’t think you would learn that fast."
David sheathed his sword. "I’ve always been a fast learner when it comes to protecting the ones I love."
Spike just rolled his eyes and looked like he was about to vomit. "You’re so sentimental for a demon. Jesus! Man, I’d shoot myself in the head if I was like that."
"Oh give it a rest Spike," David growled back. "Anyway, what are we going to do about that. If we go back to camp all beat up the girls are going to freak."
"You got that right. That’s why I’m going to show you a trick of mine." Spike took a deep breath and finally, he let himself ease into his demon form. For a moment he just stood there holding his arm. He looked like he was concentrating with all of his might on the wound in his arm. He looked at David finally and said, "Watch." Slowly he began to turn back to his human form. As he did Sparks flew around his arm and especially around the cut. When he was in his fully human he took away his hand.
David nearly collapsed. There was no cut, no scratch, and not even a scar. There was absolutely nothing there to show that he had ever been hurt.
"Okay, you’re turn," smiled Spike brandishing his sword.
"Oh, hell no! First, you’re going to tell me why you didn’t use it back at the battles with all those demons."
Spike shrugged and looked bored. "It takes a lot out of you so you only really need to use it for the wounds that are life threatening. The superficial wounds will heal with time, but life threatening ones are more serious."
David still didn’t look convinced so after a moment Spike shrugged and said, "I can teach you without having to put a gaping hole in your chest, but after you get it down you owe me. Then I DO get to put a hole in your chest."
David shrugged. "After I learn it sounds fair enough. Just don’t make it anything that will kill me before I can use it, okay?"
Spike nodded and stood up straight. "After you learn this you can start to speed it up day by day. Eventually you will be able to do it like me, in the blink of an eye. It doesn’t even take a second for me to heal now."
David just stared at him. "It takes you how long?!"
"The blink of an eye. It takes me about one-hundredth of a second."
David just gawked at him for a minute. "That sounds impossible."
"Well, you had better believe it. Now, let’s get to work. Close your eyes and try to imagine your wound. There’s one on both of your arms and both of your legs. Now I want you to turn back to your human form."
David did exactly as he was told and as soon as he did he felt suddenly very weak.
"Now, before you change remember, no matter what happens you must keep your mind focused on the wounds you wish to heal."
David nodded to show that he was listening because he didn’t want to break his concentration.
"Now, on my count. Three, two, one, GO!"
As soon as Spike said go it was like fireworks had gone off. Exploding from ever pore of David’s arms and legs was a healing energy unlike anything he had ever felt before. It sent off multi-colored sparks in every direction and a few even managed to catch fire on the forest floor. Finally, the display stopped.
"Woah," breathed David as his body continued to steam. "That was unbelievable."
"Perfect," replied Spike looking indifferent. "It was perfect for a beginner. Now let’s see you focus that energy around your body and heal a major wound on your torso."
Spike pulled out his sword without a second thought and swiped David down the chest. He left a large bloody scratch behind going across David’s chest and from the top of his right shoulder to just under his left shoulder.
"Damn it!" yelled David. "That sword of your hurt a lot more than a normal sword."
"Well, what did you expect? It’s a demon sword not some human made katana. Duh, it’s gunna hurt," replied Spike still looking careless.
David looked down at the gash. He was bleeding freely and none of the blood seemed to be congealing. Instead the blood flowing out of his wound actually seemed to be burning him.
"Better heal that quick before you begin to bleed to death," smirked Spike as he scratched his head.
David closed his eyes and did everything Spike had told him to, except he altered it so that it was his torso instead of his limbs. After a moment David realized something was wrong. As he tried to change back the wound wasn’t healing. Instead, the wound appeared to be getting worse.
After a moment Spike looked at him. "Are you wearing anything of Kat’s?"
"Yeah," replied David as he pulled the silver ring on the chain that she had given him, out for him to see. "I always wear this."
Spike just nodded. "Try focusing your energy through that and to the wound then."
David did as he was told and after a moment he opened his eyes to find that the wound was gone. The only thing that would remind him of the wound was a strange burning sensation near his heart.
David rubbed his chest where the wound had been. "Nice to have that over with. I was half afraid the I’d have to explain to Kat why I was all bloody or dead." He looked down at his no longer ripped or bloody shirt. "This spell really does work. The only thing it doesn’t do is get rid of the after affects of the pain."
Spike nodded again and sheathed his sword. "Yeah, sometimes there is a burning sensation afterwards, but it should fade."
David looked distracted. "I think it’s time we get back. It’s not very late yet, but I feel really weak."
"Yeah, like I said, it takes a lot out of you. That’s why I only use it when I absolutely have to."
A while later they were just coming on to the edge of the beach. Spike spotted Gwen off sunbathing near the edge of the water. He gave David a quick wink and a grin before rushing off towards her.
As Kat came out of the hut David took a quick look at Spike and Gwen before steering her right back into the hut. Caleth had mysteriously disappeared.
"What was that all about?" asked Kat looking puzzled as they sat down on one of the cots inside the hut.
"I just think perhaps we’ll be slightly more sane if we stay inside," replied David with a groan. "Spike seems strangely affectionate lately and I’d rather not be outside with them while they’re doing anything."
Kat winced and replied, "Yeah, me too." After a few more moments of trying to block out the sounds from outside of the hut, Kat loudly asked, "You want any stew. Gwen and I made some more earlier, but no one seems to be eating any of it."
David smiled a bit. "I’d love some. I’m starving."
About two hours later Gwen and Spike returned to the hut. Both of them were dripping wet and covered in sand. They looked like they had been rolling around in the ocean for most of the time, but all of them there knew that’s not all they had been doing.
"Have fun?" asked Kat, trying to look as serious as was humanly possible at that point.
Gwen just looked at her. "Tons. It’s a wonder you two weren’t out having fun yourselves."
David looked abashed. "We’re a bit more private, thank you and we’re saving our fun for our honeymoon. Now if you two don’t mind, Kat and I would like to get some sleep. You guys seemed to be trying to prevent that earlier."
Gwen just stuck out her tongue. "Sour puss."
Spike laughed and put his arm around her waist. "He’s got a point Gwen. Come on. Let’s get to bed too. We all have to get up early tomorrow."
Gwen just nodded. After another couple of moments they both moved off to their cot and lay down. Kat and David quickly did the same.
As Kat looped her arms around David’s neck she noticed that he was frowning. "What’s wrong?"
"Oh, it’s nothing." He looked at her and smiled. "Just a sneaking suspicion that I’m sure can’t be true."
She just looked at him for a second. "Don’t tell me you’re being paranoid? That’s my job." She smiled and kissed him.
"Like I said, I’m sure it’s nothing. I probably am just being paranoid." He carefully kissed her goodnight and with a sly wink he muttered, "We had better get some sleep before those two get at it again."
"Yep," giggled Kat. "Get sleep while we can." And with those last words Kat slowly drifted off to sleep.
David, on the other hand, remained awake for most of the night. He tossed and turned until the sun broke over the waves of the nearby ocean, all because of the thoughts in his head and the burning pain in his chest. Finally though, he drifted off into a short and uneasy sleep.
When David finally awoke the sun was shinning brightly in his eyes and the smell of stew filled the tiny hut. From outside he could hear Gwen laughing and off in the distance there was the sound of explosions, presumably Caleth. Kat stood by the fire stirring slowly. She was clearly trying to ignore the sounds from outside.
"Are they at it again?" asked David groggily.
Kat turned around looking happy to see him awake. She walked over and sat down quietly on his bed. "Yeah, they’re at it again. They’ve been out there for half an hour now."
David shook his head. "Oh for goodness sake!" Suddenly David sat straight up in bed. He was frowning again.
"What’s wrong?" Kat asked him looking worried. "You look like you’ve seen a ghost."
"I might just have," replied David looking grim. "Follow me. I’ll tell you."
Carefully both of them sneaked out of the hut and into the woods. They tramped in complete silence for a while before finally, David stopped at a very large oak tree. He carefully took Kat’s hand and after giving her a look that she quickly realized meant, "hang on" they took off. He flew her up to the very topmost branches before he sat her down. As soon as he did he put up a barrier that she quickly realized, cut off all sound coming in and going out.
"What’s wrong?" she asked David as she pushed a stray hair out of his face.
David just looked at her for a second. "I think we have a problem."
"Like?"
David frowned and whispered, "You’re going to have to take my word for it."
Kat frowned and looked at him even though he didn’t look back at her. "David, you know that I always listen to you above everyone else. Now start making sense please!"
David sighed. "I think Spike is really Alasdair."
"WHAT?!"
"I think Spike was woken up early by Alasdair so that Alasdair could take his body and act as him. Have you noticed how affectionate Spike has been towards Gwen lately? And what about how nice he’s been towards all of us? It just doesn’t seem like Spike."
Kat could only nod and ask, "So why, Spike? I mean he could have picked anyone to use like that."
"Can you imagine what it’s like to love someone who is so distant from you that half the time you barely know who he is? Gwen knows that feeling all too well. If Spike came along one day acting suddenly very sweet and caring wouldn’t you just soak it all in and hope that it lasts? She’d tell him anything and everything as long as he’s like that."
"I see," replied Kat looking distant. "So Alasdair is using the fact that her love for him is practically ignored and twisting it to his own advantage."
David nodded. "That’s what I think."
"So what do we do?"
David just shook his head. "There’s not a lot we can do. If we tell Gwen there’s only a small possibility that she’ll believe us. For now I think it’s just best to sit back and wait to see what he’s planning this time."
Suddenly, a small bit of sound escaped into the barrier. It was the sound of footsteps approaching.
"I made this barrier so it would tell us if anyone was coming near. Looks like it worked."
Within a few moments Caleth appeared. "Hey guys! Would you two stop flying to the tops of trees to cuddle? I mean it’s hard enough to find you two without looking up trees all the time. For Gods’ sake be normal!"
Kat laughed and called through the barrier, "But this is normal for us!"
"Yeah for you, but for everyone else it’s a pain. Now would you two get down here? You guys are needed back at camp."
David smiled. "We’ll be on our way back in a minute. We promise."
"You had better be. I don’t feel like hunting you guys down." And with that Caleth stalked away across the forest again.
Kat turned back towards David looking serious. "We have to tell Gwen. Do you know how much she’s going to hate us if she finds out we let her do all that with some guy who is in Spike’s body? She will not be at all happy with us. We need to tell her."
David shook his head. "Not right now. I’ll tell you when the time is right."
Finally Kat conceded. "Alright. I’ll wait until you think it’s a good time before telling her. Just promise me you won’t wait until it’s too late, okay?"
"Agreed."
Several minutes later they found themselves back at camp. As soon as they were back however, Gwen came rushing out to greet them. She had tears in her eyes and looked completely dishelved.
"What’s wrong?" asked Kat as they both hurried to meet Gwen.
"It’s Spike!" Gwen cried looking scared. "He’s really sick!"
"What?!" roared David. "How did this happen?"
"I don’t know," Gwen stuttered. "One minute he was fine and the next he was on the ground writhing in pain. He really scared me. He’s not any better now than he was fifteen minutes ago."
David quickly ran into the hut. He brushed past Caleth who was standing by Spike’s side watching him. As David made it to Spike’s side he quickly saw that Spike wasn’t just ill. His face was whiter than paper and he looked like he couldn’t move at all. His eyes were closed and his breathing shallow. The worst thing about his appearance however, was that he looked like he was using an amazing amount of effort just to keep breathing.
Kat walked over to him. "What is he muttering?"
Gwen walked up and pushed David away. After a moment she took his hand. "He’s speaking in a very old demon language. He keeps telling Cthulu to leave him and all of us alone. He also keeps saying something about the puppet hearts, whatever that means."
"Puppet hearts? Are you sure that’s what he’s saying?" asked Kat looking completely puzzled.
Caleth watched them for a moment. "I’m going to go out and find some herbs we might need."
Gwen nodded. "Thank you."
Caleth walked out without a second glance.
Kat pushed past David so that she was right up at Gwen’s side. "Do you mind if I try seeing what’s wrong with him?"
"Not at all." Gwen looked at Spike one last time before muttering to Kat. "I’ll be outside waiting for Caleth to get back with those herbs."
Kat just nodded as Gwen walked out of the hut.
"Hey, Kat?" asked David.
Kat turned around. "Yes, David? What do you need?"
"Nothing, it’s just that I feel really tired all of the sudden and I think I should get some rest. I’ll be lying down on our cot if you need me." David turned away from her without listening for her answer and quickly walked to their cot where he almost instantly passed out.
Kat quickly turned back to Spike. "Okay, I’m just going to give you my version of a checkup, Spike. Hold still. This won’t hurt a bit."
Suddenly, Spike sat straight up in his cot. He turned to Kat and just glared at her. "I’m fine. Do not touch me."
The hollowness in his voice instantly alerted Kat that something was wrong. "Oh no you’re not." Kat looked at him quickly to make sure that he wasn’t going to attack her, then quickly turned and ran towards where David was laying.
"David! Wake up, David! Oh please, wake up!" Kat hurried to David’s side only to find that David’s face was even paler than Spike’s and he was out cold. "Oh shit!" Kat quickly put her hand in David’s. "I hope this works. I really need you, David." After a moment she felt her body heat and energy flowing through her hand and into his. As his eyes began to flutter open Kat felt herself falling into unconsciousness.
"Kat!" she heard David whisper. "What ‘s going on. Kat!"
All she could manage to whisper to him was "Oh, David, I used the last of my energy to revive you! Spike IS Alasdair…" as soon as she managed to reveal to him that Spike was really Alasdair she fell into unconsciousness.
David didn’t even manage to sit up before the last of his energy was sapped away again. As he fell down, into a deep sleep both him and Kat were pale as ghosts. Kat lay draped over David and they both began to fade.
"Well, it’s nice to see that SOMEONE can fall asleep on the job," muttered Caleth as he walked in and spotted David and Kat, apparently snuggling on their cot. "Wait! Why the hell are they so white? Gwen!" he yelled suddenly, "Kat and David are out!"
Gwen came running in so fast that she nearly knocked Caleth over. "What?!"
Caleth could only point at them. "Okay, let’s get David back first."
Gwen walked over to David and after a moment she began to feed energy into him. "He’s fading fast!"
Caleth quickly joined her and helped her feed energy into David. After a moment of both of them feeding him energy his eyes fluttered once.
"I never thought about it before, but I let Spike cut me in the woods. Now it’s too late," whispered David in a voice that was barely audible at all. "Watch out for the puppet heart."
"What?" asked a puzzled Gwen, but as soon as she had asked his eyes closed again.
Finally, just as Gwen was about to use up the last of her energy, David sat straight up. "Float Spike out of the room. We need to talk."
Gwen quickly did as she was told and Caleth stayed by David’s side the whole time. After Spike was out of the hut Gwen returned to where David sat.
"Come close to me. I need to tell you something."
As soon as Gwen and Caleth were within inches of him, David reached up as if too touch their shoulders. Instead, bolts of bluish lightning shot out of his fingertips and into their chests.
"Now my puppet hearts," muttered David. "You will be my slaves and you will do exactly as tell you."
Caleth and Gwen both bowed low and groaned, "Yes, master."
"Good," smiled David. "My first order to you will be to move this bitch off of me." David began trying to push Kat away from him as if repulsed by her. "Get rid of Spike along with her."
"Yes, master." Caleth and Gwen quickly did as he said and floated her up and off of him. "What should we do with them master?"
"Oh, float them out the door and leave them in the woods for all I care. Just the thought of that whore touching me is repulsive. Just get rid of them for now."
"Yes, master."
Caleth and Gwen quickly disappeared. Both of them were toting an unconscious Kat between them. As soon as they were outside, Gwen took up floating Kat and Caleth floated Spike out into the forest.
As Spike and Kat were left in a clearing the forest, Gwen and Caleth returned to the hut.
Spike’s eyes opened suddenly. With a groan he sat up. For a moment he just looked around as if bewildered by his surroundings, then suddenly, he spotted Kat.
"Kat! Are you okay." Spike pulled himself over to her side and leaned over to kiss her.
At the exact same moment he leaned down to kiss her Kat’s eyes fluttered open. "Spike! What the hell! Get away from me!"
Spike pulled away looking confused. "Spike, but…?" He turned carefully and looked at a puddle nearby. After a moment he quietly stood up and started to walk away.
"Wait, David? David, is that you?" Kat looked totally confused. "What happened?"
Spike stopped and without looking back at her he muttered, "I don’t know who I am now. I just know that this isn’t my body."
Kat quickly stood up and ran over to him. Just as he was about to walk away she reached forward and grabbed his hand. "David, I know that’s you. You just have Spike’s body at the moment. What happened?"
"I don’t know." David tried to pull away from her. "I just know that I’m going to find out."
Kat bowed her head. "I’m coming too."

It's not the end yet people... although i might have to go back and correct my horrible grammer and stuff. Plus if tom and me ever get time to work on the rp of it it will get further.... although right now it's behind cause i never feel like typing. XD

Random thoughts and occurences.

2004-07-30T11:12:00.000-05:00

Random thought #1
was on the phone with mike again this morning. He skipped summer school again. *sigh* oh well, it was the last day anyway. although i have no problem with him skipping school i really wish he wouldn't smoke while he's on the phone with me. once again, oh well, he's addicted and only does it once in a while.
Random thought #2
I've been thing he said last week. He's going to the mountains with his mom (that's going to be a terror. he hates his mom.) and he mentioned that he was going to try to make it so i could come along. Wonder how he's going to accomplish that. Well, he's managed before. Maybe i'll get to go! XD
Random thought #3
Is being lonely and depressed at night and being a total insomniac a bad thing? I cut myself but it's always at night. i can never sleep at night. i always feel really really alone.... i need to get out of the basement XD

Phone Calls

2004-07-29T11:55:00.000-05:00

Soooooooo sleepy. i was on the phone with Mike til 2:30 AM and we were on for three hours. We talked and talked and talked.... and after my portable phone died i had to sit in the laundry room with the cordless and talk some more. XD i almost fell asleep in a laundry basket. Lucky for me there was a clean blanket in one of the baskets.

Bored

2004-07-27T19:48:00.000-05:00

What is boredom? Is it some form of torture designed by giants who sit and watch us like we watch ants as they running around on the ground? Or is it just us being completely spazstic? What is existence? Are we really here? Are we even alive or is this just a movie going on in our brain? Is this like Socrates' Caverns? What does come after death? What is the meaning of life? Okay, that's enough. I'm giving myself a headache now. ^-^

Belly Button Piercing

2004-07-26T11:17:00.000-05:00

Okay, this mat sound super strange, but... I was at a picnic this past saturday hanging with some of my mom's friends and coworkers. now my mom is awesome so i didn't mind at all. Afterwards we decided to run home as fast as possible and feed my infant kittens. (i've been raising four orphaned kittens for about three weeks or so now.) instead though as we neared the overpass to the highway near my home, my mom turned on to the highway and shouted, "roadtrip!" Okay, by this time we were driving down the highway at like ninety miles an hour listening to Seether's Disclaimer 2 and singing along at the top of our lungs. So we drive for about an hour and we drive around and mom shows me all the spots she hung out at my age and told me how much trouble she got into. (it was ten o clock and long past kitty feeding time) Finally, we decided around 11 o clock that it was time to head home. So we drive down past the city and all the delicious looking fast food places and just as i thought my life had returned to normal, my mom swerves the car into the next lane and turns into a grungy looking tattoo parlor. Okay, so i'm sitting in the truck dumbfounded and a little confuzed. She gets out so i follow. we walk in and my mom starts flipping through tattoo designs and looking at piercing jewlery. Now the funniest part is that after standing there for hours in this tiny, crowded tattooo shop she walks over to a guy and says, "Would you give my 14 year old daughter a belly button piercing?" That as really out of the blue. i never would have dreamed my mom would get my belly button pierced. I mean she dyes my hair funny colors but geez! It pretty much ended up that we went home around midnight and both of us had our belly buttons newly pierced. For the rest of the night we sat up and watched scary ghost movies and snacked on sugary treats. I love girl's night outs. Maybe next time she'll let me get my eyebrow pierced. I wonder... (But it does *bleep* ing hurt when i try to bend my stomach. maybe abs are bad after all..... oh well.)

Wacky Stalker

2004-07-26T11:06:00.000-05:00

Right, i'm a complete and total idiot. For the last month or so i had a friend named Damian. For a while i was lonely cause my boyfriend Mike was practically ignoring me. Words to the wise don't hang around anyone people tell you are weird. He is unofficially my stalker now. *takes out a sword* DIE YOU *bleep* (we are sorry for the inconvience and hope thet the pg 13 rating will not effect you. have a nice day.)

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