Autumn Weaver
Shapeshifter
Can...anyone really see me?
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Post by Autumn Weaver on May 27, 2012 23:36:47 GMT -5
Summery: Gilbert Beilschmidt, a powerful Carpathian and the head of his clan, had lost hope of finding his Lifemate. That was until he looked into the eyes of the fourteen year old Austrian girl he had found locked in a mad man's lair. However, Gilbert didn't have time to question the young teen because the next morning the she had escaped the hospital Gil had put her in. Gilbert had no idea why his lifemate was so young...or how she had escaped with out a trace, he has spent a century waiting for her so the little Austrian wasn't to escape him that easily.
Hannah Edelstein (or Drachen Seeker) is a twenty-six year old music teacher at the local University, and she dreams of becoming a professional musician. She is also a woman with a secret past. She had been used, and abused by the mage Xavier, had been the target of her grandfather Adolf's abuse and she is on the run from her father's people...The Dunkel Fee. And to top it off she is being told she is the lifemate to the man who saved her all those years ago. Can Gilbert protect the woman he loves from the Dukel Fee and Xavier?
OKay I shall post another page...well later, but tell me what you think of the summery ^_^
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Autumn Weaver
Shapeshifter
Can...anyone really see me?
Posts: 135
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Post by Autumn Weaver on May 30, 2012 20:36:36 GMT -5
(Prolouge, twelve year's ago)
Dark. It was dark in the cell. And cold, never forget how cold it was. The air smelt of mold, a sign no sunlight ever reached this place. It was horrible...
Lavender eyes, filled with pain and sadness, gazed at the dirt ceiling of her prison cell. She had been in this place for awhile, how long she could never be sure. All she knew that she had celebrated her twelfth birthday the day that mad man had arrived, the day her Mutti had been slain right in front of her eyes. Hannah thought that was the worst that could have happened to her, how could things get any worse? Well they could. The moment she was throne into the place was when the real horror began. Her captor was a man whose eyes had the power to render her speechless and made her skin crawl. The man, Xavier was the devil in her eyes, especially when he would tear into her neck and drain her blood. Poison her with with...black liquid that burned her insides, making cry in pain wishing for it to end. Day after day, he would summon her out and perform his experiments. For how long...she didn't know. Time was not something she kept track of anymore, not when she had to live in this hell, what was the point? Her back felt raw, the man dressed in black had made sure to thoroughly beat her till she was weak...helpless. Old wounds that had closed had been re-opened, they hurt so much, but here in this cell the wounds would just close again. The room was made of dirt, her mother had said if she ever got injured use the dirt to heal the wound or turn towards the earth and it would protect her.. That was the only logical explanation her mind could come up with.
Hannah, you dummy. Are you still there?
Hannah winced at the sharp mental call but she reached out to the other person, the only familiar person here that is. Ja, Vash I'm still here
She could practically hear the other's sigh of relief. Gutt, because if you where dead I refuse to go back and get your body
Vash Zwingli, as the other boy had introduced himself, was like her. The Swiss boy had been taken from his little sister and Vater after his mother had been murdered by a fowl creature. He had been through as many beatings as Hannah, and he was of the Leuchte Fee. In truth they shouldn't have gotten along, but in this hell one needed to accept the friends they are offered. Hannah turned onto her left side, wincing at the movement. I don't expect you to come for me Vash. Why did you call? I'm calling to inform you. The other began, pausing slightly. That I saw something. This place is going to be torn apart by something...something powerful. Powerful? More powerful then Xavier? Softly she asked. When is this event going to happen? Soon...very soon. With that the Swiss boy cut himself off. Hannah frowned, she wasn't sure if this new development was good or bad for them. But she really hoped it was someone coming to save them.... Vash was the only person she knew that had a gift like that, the gift of 'Sight'... perhaps it was because Vash was of the Leuchte Fee, they where creatures of Light. Maybe they had premonitions too... As her eyes flagged she let herself be pulled into oblivion of a restless sleep.
The Austrian's sleep was fitful, nightmares plagued her subconscious, with the man...no not a man a monster entering her dreams. The young teen was surrounded by darkness, black muck clung to his feet, stopping her from moving. She panicked, yanking with all her might to free himself from the black things that wrapped around her ankles. It was like being stuck in mud, or quicksand. The birthmark, the one oddly shaped like a dragon and placed above her left hip flared to life, with a yelp she clutched her side in an attempt to make it stop. When she lifted her head she gasped, the monster was there..her captor was here again! The man wore nothing but an old worn cloak, dark as night, his face was distorted but Hannah still feared it. Xavier, her captor and source for all the pain dealt to her. A gnarled hand reached out to touch her face and she shrieked, pulling away fast. She closed her eyes tight, willing herself to wake up from this nightmare.
Wake up damn it! Wake up!
Suddenly when she opened her eyes, she gasped. Having left the dream she wasn't surrounded by muck anymore. Were she was though made her want to weep, in fear and anguish. She had, somehow, been moved from the cell in the basement in her sleep and placed in another room. It was dimly lit by the flickering light bulbs, it looked like a cellar of some sort. The floor was stone, it shimmered slightly in the light and felt damp on the soles of her bare feet. The air was cold, most likely from an air conditioner of some kind. Water dripped slowly from the top of the roof and dripped to the floor, creating small puddles here and there. Energy crackled through the air, it tingled against her skin and made the girl shiver and caused goose bumps to appear on her body.
Hannah wasn't alone though.
To the left he saw a boy, he looked to be about the same age as herself. Shoulder length blonde hair hung messily around his pale face, he was on his knees and looked to be in a trance. It was Vash, and obviously the boy was under a spell. The down side of being a fairy was darkness made you weak. Hannah felt the pain as well, but something else kept her from falling completely under. To the right of her she saw an older girl, oriental by a glance. Hannah would have thought the other a young boy, since she had short and choppy jet black hair that obscured her face, and her chest was quite flat. But the Asian was wearing a ripped dress, letting her know that she was indeed female. Like Hannah the Asian was awake, clutching her stomach and panting heavily, most likely from the deep slash on her back, the blood was seeping through the dresses thin material. She looked like she was in pain. There where other people in the room, servant's of the dark mage, eyes empty like a dolls.
What was happening? What did the mage want?
Hannah didn't have to wait long for her answer, for the mage, Xavier stepped forth from the shadows. He was stone faced and gaunt, skin pale and he looked older then ever. Slowly the mage walked over to them, peering at her before his gaze shifted over to the Asian girl. "Have you learned your lesson on keeping secrets yet?" The Asian coughed as she lifted her head to glare at the mage, black hair falling away from her face to show the blazing hatred in her gold eyes. "No...you bastard...and I never will!" 'Slap' The girl recoiled onto the floor from the impact of the mages back hand. "I'll get their location from you later." With that he turned toward's Hannah, eyes glowing an eerie blackish green color. The girl stiffened. The man grabbed her by the hair, hard, making her yelp in pain as theshe felt her head being pulled backward, exposing her neck. Hannah clenched her eyes shut, preparing for the pain that was sure to come as Xavier lowered his head and pierced her neck with sharp teeth. It was painful, tears fell from her eyes as the blood was being taken away from her and her already weak body was growing limp. This was it, she knew this was the end.
She felt weak, vision going dark and body growing numb from the amount of blood being taken.... She didn't want to die, not like this and at the hands of a monster no less.. As fatigue was setting in she closed her eyes, vaguely aware of the warm sensation coming from his birthmark as he began to sink into oblivion.
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