I don't mind at all! 8D
Labruey/F/8 - Correct Soul of Feiyou
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As Labruey ran, she suddenly knew she was in trouble.
Big trouble.
The fog filled Labruey's vision, unnatural and thick. She slowed down and shivered, from both cold and fear. Frightened, she looked back over her shoulder, for some sign of Ethuil or Kyria.
They were nowhere to be seen.
Coming to a full stop, she turned around in the direction she last saw the two.
"Ethuil? Kyria?" Labruey called out hopefully. "Are you there?"
There was no answer.
Fear began to fill her. And because she was scared, getting cold, and while definately a Correct Soul, Labruey was still eight years old. So she began to do the only thing she could think of.
She cried.
Great big hiccoughing sobs broke from her as tears ran from her eyes. Labruey franticly wiped her eyes as she cried, unable to stop the flow of tears, and she began running heedlessly through the fog. While she was running and crying, she gave a scream as she tripped and fell to the cold pavement. Labruey laid there, blood welling from her scracthes and weeping as the fog seemed to press closer around her and thoughts flashed through her mind.
I'm such a crybaby! There's no way I could be a Correct Soul! How stupid was I to leave home?! Now I'm all by myself... And there's no one to take care of me... I'm all... alone...
Suddenly Labruey heard it. A voice, in the fog, singing...
"In the darkness we're all lost,
With nothing for us to find,
But doubts can become unnerving frost,
To freeze our simple mind,
But I won't be tricked by simple things,
I won't give up with such ease,
I've found some thing good brings,
I've found my own cool breeze..."
The thoughts in her head grew fainter. Labruey slowly stood up, her cheeks still wet, but her eyes now dry.
I'm not worthless at all, Labruey thought, her face determined. I am a Correct Soul too! With that, she opened her mouth and began to vocalize with the song, and slowly began to dance...
Doyokai - Arch Angel of Darkness
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"Doyokai?" the child asked. Doyokai give a slight start. How could this human child know who she was? Unless...
"I'm sure that's what Feiyou told you, the little Angel friend you were with..." she murmered, half outloud and half to herself. A smile spread across her face.
"Why don't you come with me? We can have fun while Feiyou is away, and then when he comes back we'll have a party..." Doyokai whispered to Haile, stepping closing towards the girl. She felt her Correct Souls confusion behind her. Doyokai turned around and smiled a very shark-like at them, a gleam in her eyes. "Trust me on this..." she murmered to her Correct Souls.
" I can't... " Haile shook her head. "I can't go with you, I'll change."
Doyokai merely laughed. "Oh, you'll come with me." The Arch Angel lunged forward quickly and grabbed the young girl's wrist and pulled Haile towards her.
"Oh! And here's a little note for my dear brother Feiyou..." Pulling a black ribbon from her hair, she wrapped it around the doorknob. "From your precious little sister, with love," she added with a bitter tone in the words. Doyokai turned to Correct Souls.
"Let's go some where nice... where little Feiyou can come to the rescue to only meet his death."
With a laugh, Doyokai unfolded her wings and thrust herself in the sky. In her tight grip, Haile squirmed about as she screamed "No! I can't... nooo! Please! I don't want to change! I don't want to change!! PHIL!!!" Doyokai clamped a hand over her mouth.
"Shut it, brat," she whispered harshly in the young girl's ear.
"Where are we going?" one of her Correct Souls asked Doyokai. The Arch Angel of Darkness smiled wickedly.
"I don't want this kid to escape so..." Doyokai pointed at the towering skyscrapers on the horizon. "How about up there?"
Saana Lai/F/19 - Correct Soul of Kyria
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Saana hovered above the whirling mass of fog, her shoulder muscles aching from the strain. Everytime she dipped a little to low, little tendrils of fog would drift up towards her like tiny grabby hands wanting to stuff her into a hungry mouth. She wasn't exactly stupid, however, and the alarms and bells in her head were going off when she saw Lyia, Genki, and Kanli disappear into the fog... and never come out. Saana had saw them moments before they went into the fog, and she was beginning to panic. In the fog she could hear the three and others... Who was the one crying?
"OI!" Saana shrieked into the fog. "CAN ANYONE HEAR ME? C'MON! SAY SOMETHING!"
There was no reply. To be more exact, they were replies... Except not to her.
"NOOO!"
"It's all my fault..."
A child sobbing...
Fear gripped Saana.
"Lyia! Genki! Kanli! Whoever! Oh, c'mon! Speak to me!" she cried, dipping lower towards the fog. Which really wasn't a great idea, Saana realized, as a tendril of fog wrapped around her leg and began to pull her down and...
You're just a stupid whore. You always were, weren't you? You never stood up for your mother... I bet you provoked him, too? You just wanted attention... I bet you liked it when he ****ed you... You ****...
Her wings faltered as Saana's eyes widened. "It's not true... it's not true..." she whispered.
Do you wanna bet?
Saana's eyes began to glaze over, with horror, fear, and doubt, as her wingstrokes became slower and she began to slowly sink into the fog...
"In the darkness we're all lost,
With nothing for us to find..."
The singing wrenched Saana back to reality.
"Let go of me, you little ****er!" the very angry Correct Soul yelled at the fog. Wrenching herself away from the fog, Saana began redoubling her wing strokes.
"I may be a ****, whore, and whatever now, but I never was one when I was younger! And where do you come up with **** like this?! I never wanted attention from that walking ******* anyway!" she shrieked at the fog. Suddenly Saana noticed that from her flapping, she was creating a little depression in the fog... And that she'd managed to blow away some of the fog, too. A smirk appeared on her face.
"Eat... wind created by rapidly flapping my wings!" Saana yelled, tripling her efforts. Sweat began to form on her brow and her muscles screamed for rest but she refused to give up...
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Er. Yeah. Hopefully I won't get into too much trouble? 8D;;;