Vastitas poked Megara on the top of her head. "Dear child, do realize that you are the mouse in this game." he said. He grabbed her hand that held her sword, "Let me break your wrist to show you that you are indeed in MY realm." He squeezed hard on her wrist, feeling the bones in it groan and tweek with the intense pressure.
Cross panted, looking everyway to find Megara and Vastitas. "Don't let him touch you, don't let him touch you!" he said over and over. He saw something in the distance, 2 people. It was Vastitas and Megara, him holding onto her arm. "Megara, tear away from his grip!"
Crosses are the things that bind our skin from falling apart.
We must find our path in life. If we don't, we will soon be consumed by darkness. But even in darkness, we can find our path and follow it. If we fall and give up hope, the cross will reveal itself and replenish our once lost hope.
She didn't move, now frowning. "This is no game...this is your way to get off" Her eye color changed and her hand turned into nothing as she vanished. She appeared a few feet away, rolling her wrist. "I haven't used my vampire side in a while...but it seems to fit the game I want to play..."
I help the heros in need, then when the fight is won, I go to the shadows
Vastitas sighed while looking at Cross, "Well, I propose it is time for me to play a real game. Lets us see if your vampire side can find him and I." he said vanishing once again. He appeared behind Cross and grabbed him by his hair. He looked at Megara, "But be warned, I'm not here just for him. No, I believe I have another nephew, one who escape one of my curses many years ago. Take your gamble, dear Blessed One." he said as he stepped back into a window and was out in the real world, dragging Cross with him.
Bones had migrated to the bed and then felt a sharp pain on his head, "Ow! What's he done to Cross?" he muttered. A cold shiver crawled around Bones' body, an awful feeling. The curse on his shoulder throbbed and he knew what that meant. Vastitas had gotten Cross and now he was coming back for him.
Crosses are the things that bind our skin from falling apart.
We must find our path in life. If we don't, we will soon be consumed by darkness. But even in darkness, we can find our path and follow it. If we fall and give up hope, the cross will reveal itself and replenish our once lost hope.
MEgara cursed and shifted her form to her Werewolf form, sniffing the air then charging after them. "He wont get far...they both smell like shadows and deat"h....not a hard thing to follow"
I help the heros in need, then when the fight is won, I go to the shadows
Crow appeared in the realm behind Megara, "It is also not hard to follow into it. Megara. Vastitas is known not only for his curses but for his trickery. You must realize that by following you are putting yourself and maybe even Cross in more danger." he said. He smiled and sighed heavily, "But being the stubborn person you are, I decided to give you something that would help Cross." He placed a cloth on the ground and started to walk away, "It will help him not get any curses. Oh and give Vastitas a good kick for me."
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Vastitas was in an old shed somewhere outside of the school and looked at his unconscious nephew, "You pull me through a lot of hell, kid. Now it's time for you to go back home. Your idiot father is waiting for you." He picked him up and threw him over his shoulder, "Damn brat looks like his wife."
Crosses are the things that bind our skin from falling apart.
We must find our path in life. If we don't, we will soon be consumed by darkness. But even in darkness, we can find our path and follow it. If we fall and give up hope, the cross will reveal itself and replenish our once lost hope.
Megara smiled at him nad said "Did the others ever tell you why I was always making the plans for the team? I'm a planner...and I don't like game players..." She picked up the cloth and added. "And he will never forget that kick"
Vastitas would feel a breathe on his neck and a quiet laugh. "You know...your brother is better at this then you are...you are way too prideful of your skills...and not taking him off of the the grounds was very, very dumb of you..." Megara wrapped an arm around his neck, her fangs shining in hte light. "and taking my man...well, that was your last mistake. Now, I'm going to give you one chance to put him down and leave...and if you don't, you'll meet the same end I gave many in the war...but I will enjoy it...and that doesn't happen a lot for me"
I help the heros in need, then when the fight is won, I go to the shadows
Vastitas huffed and slowly placed his unconscious nephew onto the floor, "Noted. I will come prepared next time. Oh, and you should get that mark on his forehead checked. I wasn't the only one who came and I certainly don't know who it was. Ciao." he said vanishing and returning to where he hated most; Mordo's Mansion.
Crosses are the things that bind our skin from falling apart.
We must find our path in life. If we don't, we will soon be consumed by darkness. But even in darkness, we can find our path and follow it. If we fall and give up hope, the cross will reveal itself and replenish our once lost hope.
She sighed and pulled out the cloth. She rested it on crosses forehead and wiped the mark off after remembering what it looked like. Then she picked him up and vanished. They reappeared back in the medbay with bones and Sophie, where she laid him down and said "get crow to check him out for everything." she drew the mark on a paper and handed it to bones. "and check that out for me. I'll be in the training room...I need to vent this..." she vanished again
I help the heros in need, then when the fight is won, I go to the shadows
Bones took the paper and studied the mark, "I've never seen this mark before. Either it's one Vastitas created himself or it's one from the Ancients. I'll be in the library." he said getting up and walking out of the room, looking at the paper.
Crow walked into the room, "What seems to be the problem?" he asked Sophie.
Cross was still unconscious, dreaming about his past.
Crosses are the things that bind our skin from falling apart.
We must find our path in life. If we don't, we will soon be consumed by darkness. But even in darkness, we can find our path and follow it. If we fall and give up hope, the cross will reveal itself and replenish our once lost hope.
Sophie shrugged. "Megara found Cross...and she looked pissed...you might want to go check on her"
Megara hit a wall, cracking the wall and braking her hand. "Why can't they all fight liek we did in the war...I hate waiting like this..."
I help the heros in need, then when the fight is won, I go to the shadows
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