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❇ Chapter Five: Deathwish ❇ |
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Finally seeing her ghost like attacker she suddenly felt strange. She muttered out one word softly in a very quizzical way, "Black?" Narrowing her eyes at the attacker, not caring about the now fleeing reapers as they faded away from this realm. The whispers continued demanding her to flee from the black thing. Merely staying upon her curiousness she remains standing her grounds before the thing, going with her powerful urged to test her self with everything that comes at her. Only going by orders to collect souls from her awakening, the order wasn't truly pointed out on what type of souls. Knowing her only goal, to find out everything she can and why she lost her memories.
Carefully eyeing the black figure's motion as it stood up from the ground, it eyed her as a deep growl came from the thing. Feeling another strange urge to tare into the thing before it do the same to her. Yet, suddenly she lost interest on killing it. In the distance softer then the whispers in her head. There was a different voice summoning her, Roya's voice to be exact to her memories, but before she left she swung her left claw at the black creature. Slamming it's skull into a bolder that the strange creature stood by.
She then, quickly faded her form into the shadows, away from the beast, and quickly dub this fight a draw of sorts; more like an incomplete fight. The beast sighed as she returned to the mortal realm. To her surprise it isn't the mortal that simply nabbed her, but a strange female creature holding a weapon, but it wasn't pointed to Ginno.
"Oh my you fell for my little trick white one? I guess Ginno is your name then? Funny letting a mortal name a revolting beast like you. Why calling you after such a beautiful flower I don't know." She shrugged as she giggles strangely at Ginno. Ginno let out a low growl that was very deep as she lower her frame to an attack position like a cat. Preparing herself just in case if this strange woman have something under her sleeves. Yet, her instinct fooled her; Ginno thought wrong the strange female just petted her head. Confused about this she froze where she stood. Not knowing how to react to this strange giggling female. The stranger lean down to Ginno's ear and whispered very softly. Telling her something that she needs to know for herself. The beast, Ginno, let out a low growl to her words. Not liking what she whispered, "I'll take care of myself. I don't need your useless words." Ginno said as she shoved the woman away.
"Your more like moonlight to me Ginno-dearie." She giggled again while she was shoved away. "You have such a temper, but have you wonder why your the only white beast of your kind? I'm a reaper yes, but I like to observe the things that our father created. Also on how it adapts to such change. My name is-" She paused for a moment sensing the air change. "Guess no time for my introduction. Ginno-love you better get away from here. The D.O.B sending more reapers after you. From the air change they sent almost half our group after you." She said as she looked around acting as if she don't see Ginno anywhere near her.
Ginno tilted her head at the strange woman and then did as she said and wondered off at a random direction. 'Half of them eh?' she thought to herself, wondering on the number of this troop that is after her. A dark smirk came upon her features as she shifted into a small mortal child. Taking the warning that was given to her, and started to wonder off back to Roya. Only following his scent that she picked up from her previous encounter. A deep thought came to her as she walked slowly through the forest, 'Why am I going back to that mortal for? If I recall...I am supposed to take souls...so, isn't his just as good as any other creature? I am no pet last I've checked...' She frowned a bit from the thought, now having a urge to feast on something, yet, she knows she don't have time for such things because of her deadline. Then Ginno started singing to herself as she twirled around through the forest, sensing the ones after her. She thought to her self again, 'This will be fun I'm sure of it...' She stopped in half step, for a split moment she seen a Reaper's nearly-unseen strike.
"Why you missed! Drat!" She shouted and giggled in a childish manner. Not caring about the other reapers appearing. She gazed at each ones face, examining them one by one. She smirked as she shifted to her true form in time to block a strike of a weapon. Seeing only sparks of the strike against her thick armor. Growling lowly as she pushed them away from her several feet from her. Enjoying the fact that she have more attacking her this time around. The reapers didn't know that they are feeding her hunger for battle.
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Laying upon the ground as she gaze out to the empty white space of her realm. Letting the dark crimson fluid flow out. Not even bothering to heal her self inflicted wounds. Only to feel the relief that was bottled up inside her. She breathed very light as she felt her embodiment drift to a limbo state of a non-healing mind. Knowing she is the only one that can heal herself as she just wanted to enjoy the deep pain. A sign that she still lives perhaps? Who knows really, she don't even know herself either with such questions.
TBC
 Acel Synklar · Sat Oct 05, 2013 @ 02:32am · 0 Comments |
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