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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 21, 2009 2:10:32 GMT
*Apparates outside the cottage she saw in her father's thoughts, her own thoughts not coherent, full of confusion, hurt and pain. She hardly knows what exactly is going on, she doesn't even realise that she is painfully thin from not feeding, she doesn't even recognise that her eyes are burning red and that she looks a perfect horror. Her clothes are slightly askew, her feet are bare, and her hair is a tangled mess*
*Claws at the glass on the French doors, peering through and trying to catch sight of the trampy witch that made her father betray her mother's memory. When she can't see her, she raises her wand and points it at the glass, smashing it with a non-verbal spell in the space of a heartbeat*
*Steps through, standing on the smashed glass in her bare feet and not even noticing the pain*
*Sniffs the air and smells the woman nearby*
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Post by Jane Phoenix on Aug 21, 2009 2:41:44 GMT
*Jane, covered in a soft pink blanket lay awake in her bed. It was one of those lazy days and she'd nearly slept the entire day away. Now, after sunset, she was wide awake*
*Groans and kicks the covers down, lying very still when she thought she heard breaking glass downstairs. Not long ago she was attacked and left for dead so her paranoia was working on overtime*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 21, 2009 2:52:54 GMT
*Casts a number of charms on the building, the main one being a charm to prevent disapparition*
Come out to play, tramp!
*Snarls and walks further into the house, her feet leaving bloody footprints on the floor*
*Pauses for a moment, memories haunting her mind and making her sob far back in her throat*
*Claws at the Dark Mark on her left arm, carving deep furrows across it and making herself hiss at the pain of it*
No, no...
*Tries to concentrate on why she came here, and takes a number of steps forward*
Jane Phoenix! That's your name, isn't it? I remember you! Come face me like a woman, or die like a gutted pig!
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Post by Jane Phoenix on Aug 21, 2009 3:25:13 GMT
*Eyes snap open in horror. Her heart took flight as she jumped from her bed and dove for the wand on her nightstand. The thin fabric of her knee length gown bellowing out behind her as she ran down the hall to confront the intruder*
*What she saw as she approached the top of the staircase made her tremble. The daughter of Sanguini Fuilteach. She was not the same as she had been when Jane encountered her before, no there was definitely something very wrong about this *
What are you doing here...
*Wand pointed down at her she asks in a trembling voice*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 21, 2009 3:29:45 GMT
*Thoughts clouded her head, but through them all, like a ray of moonlight on a cloudy night, she could see the object of her intentions before her, and she smiled, wide and mad and toothy*
Coming to kill you, of course.
*Laughs a little, the sound coming somewhere between sobs and insane cackling*
Didn't you register that?
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Post by Jane Phoenix on Aug 21, 2009 3:37:27 GMT
*Immediately tries to disapparate and is stopped. Her eyes twinkling and terrified*
You've lost your mind....
*Breaths and takes off running down the hall, throwing curse after curse behind her should Ophelia follow*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 21, 2009 3:40:57 GMT
*Dodges the curses easily, vampiric speed enhanced by the need for blood, the thrill of the hunt*
*Seems to appear out of nowhere in front of the woman, and she smiles again, that mad smile that shows just how far gone she is*
Yes, I have...
*Whispers*
I have lost my mind. I am quite insane, like Ophelia in the play. Should I sing and throw flowers at you? Would it help?
*Gives a low sob again and takes a step towards Jane*
I won't hurt you if you come to me willingly. I will hurt you if you run again, and I mean it.
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Post by Jane Phoenix on Aug 21, 2009 3:52:10 GMT
*Stops dead in her tracks. Wand aloft and now that the vampire was so close she could hardly remember how to move*
Ophelia
*Says in a low pleading voice. She knew it would take more than she had to fight her and desperately tired to think of ways to make her change her mind*
Please... I never meant you and your family any harm.
*Takes a few slow steps backwards than turns and runs for it, seeing in Ophelias eyes she was far past convincing*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 21, 2009 3:57:33 GMT
No, you never did, did you?
*Starts laughing again, high and hysterical*
He never meant to do me any harm either, and look at the state I'm in!
*Gestures at herself*
This isn't what it was supposed to be like... It's not the way I want to be.
*Tugs at her own hair in frustration*
Where do you think you're going!?
*Runs after her and clamps her arms around the woman's body, tighter than necessary, tight enough to restrict her breathing*
Things only went wrong after you seduced my father... if I kill you, everything will be ok again. You understand, don't you? I have to do this... Your life for my sanity.
*Her voice is soft and persuasive, and somehow more frightening than the mad laughter from moments ago*
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Post by Jane Phoenix on Aug 21, 2009 4:12:03 GMT
*As she runs she hears every word from Ophelia. This was too much of a nightmare to really be happening*
No!
*Cries out as she is grabbed. Blood rushed to her head as she struggled and flailed to free herself, her wand managed to fall to the ground at some point while clawing*
*Groans and pained noises were the only thing that she could manage, it was imposable to get even the smallest breath of air in her lungs*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 21, 2009 4:18:19 GMT
*Pushes Jane's hair away from her neck and whispers against her ear, as close as a lover would be, but her words are too chilling for any lover to ever say*
We each owe a death... My daddy has been teaching me that. Even vampires owe a death, even we who are considered almost immortal!
*Laughs softly*
And I am a bringer of death, no matter how much I wish otherwise. I tried to do right, I tried to have a conscience... And when that didn't work, I tried to be like my Mother's family and be a Death Eater.
*A single blood-tinged tear falls from her eye and lands on Jane's neck*
All that brought me was pain, suffering... and then a glimmer of hope. I loved him, I really loved him... and he...
*Whimpers, and slackens her grip around Jane slightly*
But no matter... I get to bring you into death as a proper vampire would. You should be honoured.
*Sinks her fangs into Jane's throat, tears spilling down her face as she does so, and takes her first draught of human blood in weeks*
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Post by Willow Phoenix on Aug 21, 2009 4:24:59 GMT
*Walks up the path to Jane's. Soup and some bread in hands she approaches the back door, the one she always used*
What the blood hell!
*Looks down as she steps over broken glass, her boots making it crunch and crack under them*
Jayne?
*Calls out, dropping the stew and bread on the table and pulling her wand out*
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Post by Jane Phoenix on Aug 21, 2009 4:35:39 GMT
*God she never thought in a million years this was how she would go. In the arms of a beautiful and insane vampire. Soft horrifying whispers in her ear, lightheaded from the lack of oxygen and alone*
Dear God
*Was all she said when the vampires grip loosened. She had not even the time to beg for her life before it was sucked out of her. Tears fell. Her heart broke for those she was leaving behind and she whimpers helplessly*
*Janes tiny body went weaker by the second, her heart struggled to beat, until finally she went limp and unconscious. The last thing she would ever hear was her aunt calling her name*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 21, 2009 4:41:38 GMT
*Drops Jane before her death can drag her down with it, and hears another voice nearby*
Too late, too late...
*Laughs again and treads on Jane's body as she walks towards the source of the voice*
*Looks at the pretty redhead facing her, and cocks her head to the side like a kitten looking at something new and intriguing*
Jane can't come out to play any more. She's sleeping.
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Post by Willow Phoenix on Aug 22, 2009 1:59:43 GMT
Who the hell are you!?
*Hisses as her eyes travel over the woman. She had never laid eyes on this person before and as far as she knew neither had Jane*
Jane.. Jane...!
*See's her nieces limp body on the ground and darts around the woman. What she was saying to her became muffled and far away. All Willow cared about was getting to her niece*
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