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Fetzen
Location; Old West, Room 2B → Outside by the fountain
Interacting With; Gianna @lovely complex → Eliana → The mind → No one
Elijah, he was having a rather pleasant dream, feelings of warmth, of want, of passion. He dreamt that he could see things clearly, or at least what he perceived to be seeing, it was nothing he had ever done before. The whole world was awash with color, not the same color as auras, no, these were vibrant, intoxicating and beautiful. As wonderful as the dream was, all things had to come to an end, and the sky, the ground, all that was around him, suddenly began to implode itself unto one source, Elijah himself. As quickly as the dreaming world crashed around him, so too did reality, as he was violently ripped away and the pleasantness he felt, was overwhelmed with a throbbing headache.
His hand instinctively reached out to grasp his skull, the throbbing pain he felt, was without a doubt, a hangover; a feeling he had never experienced. ”How do people even manage to consume that much alcohol on a consistent basis?” he quietly mused to himself, gently rubbing his temple. He briefly tried to recall the night’s events, he had transformed his body, made his way to Delirium, met up with some of the Harts and Gianna, the Harts had found him out, Gianna had not, he drank a lot of liquor with her, he danced with her….he kissed her...and then pain. That was as much as he could remember, his body felt incredibly sore, an unfortunate side effect of the scroll’s magic, and his head was pounding, a result of the alcohol; could the morning possibly get any better? Elijah gingerly tried to sit himself up, only to find himself, unable to do so, it was as if a weight was pressing upon him. Looking down he found the sleeping form of someone resting upon him, the aura was instantly recognized, ”Gianna…” he said her name rather quietly.
Last night was a whirlwind of emotions for Gianna Daniels. The one night she wanted to push all that she was carrying on her shoulders to the side. To live, to forget, to smile… just one night. Was that so hard to ask for? Yeah, it was. For a girl like her, a creature of the night, surrounded by mindless crimes behind the curtain, she could not afford to be in love or experience happiness again. Her life was decided at birth. A miserable existence, in search of finding what she was living for. It was her job to work with the cards that were dealt to her. Nobody’s else’s. No matter how hard things got, no matter how much her heart broke, her smile would stay on. Her will would carry on.
With flakey makeup, Gianna unhurriedly opened her eyes to the blaring morning light infiltrating from outside the window into the bedroom. Moving her body slightly, while stretching it under the sheets, completely bare, she glanced up at her one night lover, and friend of four years. Locking her gaze with his, she stood silent for a moment. A long-neverending-moment. Her light brown hair rested wildly on her shoulders. Her scent, although with a hint of hard liquor to it, still held it’s natural fresh, light lemon and bergamot touch. Her succulent lips curved into a smirk and a devious giggle escaped them. Whether her appearance was real or faux, she seemed okay, and even her aura was positively mischief. “Good morning, sunshine. Can’t handle the morning after.” she teased.
Elijah stared at Gianna, she seemed to be in a rather good mood, though Elijah felt...something else. He had tasked himself with protecting this woman, and now here he was, lying with her, completely nude, after what he could only assume was a passionate night of lovemaking...what was wrong with him? ”Clearly…” Despite the overwhelming sense of guilt he felt, his voice continued to remain rather neutral. Strategically moving himself and her, he found a way to pull himself up and out of bed. Though his initial steps were slightly staggered, he managed to find balance and approach his bureau. Atop it laid a small box, which he opened to reveal sticks of incense. ”So…” he started as he pinched the incense, igniting it in a light ember, ”How did we end up in this...position…?” carefully he placed the stick in the holder attached to the box.
“Long story short, a shitty night led me to want a good fuck. I’m not going to fuck Lucas, he’s like… my child. It would just be weird, so I chose you.” Gianna sat up, letting the sheet drop and reveal her chest. Nonchalantly, she reached for one of Elijah’s pens and rolled her hair up with it (too lazy to reach for her purse and get a hair tie). “I wasn’t your first, was I?” she asked casually, as she reached for her phone to check the Delphina Times, her social media, and other messages.
His head slightly turned to her before returning back to the bureau as he rifled through for clothing, ”It doesn’t matter…” Nudity had never been a real issue for Elijah, he couldn’t see others, and he didn’t care whether they saw him, he had nothing to be ashamed of. Yet considering the circumstances of the situation at hand, he felt extremely vulnerable in front of Gianna and he felt he wasn’t finding any clothing fast enough before he donned a simple pair of cotton pants.”So long story short, you had a bad night and came to me for comfort..,” he said pulling on a cotton shirt, its otherworldly pattern quite apparent. Another source of guilt hit him, his disguise as Lucky possibly pushing her to him, ”Your actions as of late towards me are...rather inconsistent…if not concerning.”
Gianna tilted her head at her late boyfriend’s best friend, listening to his words with that damn smile never leaving her face. “I’m spontaneous. Get use to it, baby.” she cooed, before standing up herself and retrieving her clothes. “I won’t agree or disagree that I needed someone. But I will tell you, you’re not half bad, y’know, in bed, and you’re pretty talented down under.” Her melting chocolate orbs scanned from his face to his lower half. Pulling her top on first, Gianna took in the noises of the morning coming from outside.
Meanwhile, Eliana had woken up to the sweetest text from Tristram: Good morning beautiful :). I hope you have a great day! She couldn’t help but feel butterflies in her stomach. He was so nice to her. Perhaps, she should take proactive actions on easing her frustrations with Elijah’s meditation method, right? She couldn’t recall exactly what her dear friend (and crush) had told her previously, so she decided to give him a little visit. For once, her mood was better than usual. She made a new friend that made her feel good about herself and she had someone she could see possibly dating, who enthralled her with his intelligence.
Reaching Elijah’s and Mitch’s dorm door, Ellie went for a knock but couldn’t help but notice the door cracked open, “Hey Elijah! It’s me! I’m coming in~” Gently, she pushed the door open only to see Gianna and Elijah inches away from each other, putting clothes on. “Oh… I’m sorry for interrupting... ” The eighteen year old’s cheeks leaked red. Turning on her heel, Ellie chose to run away… of course he liked someone else. Gianna, at that. Gianna was beautiful, she was not.
Completely ignoring her compliment, Elijah folded his arms and frankly wanted to scold her, ”Actions without thought often have consequences Gianna, regardless of whether the consequences are intentional or not.” As if karma had struck, in walked Eliana to witness the aftermath of their nightly affair, only for her to run out as quickly as she had come in. ”Eliana!” Even after calling out he knew his words would fall on deaf ears. Sighing in frustration, he mused, ”A perfect case in point…” He turned his head to Gianna before making his way to the door, ”Last night was a mistake, one that won’t happen again, get yourself dressed, and leave, we will not speak again.” Slamming the door shut behind him he chased after Eliana, hoping to maybe at least explain things as yet another wave of guilt washed over him.
Yet again, Gianna was left alone. Her mask dropped and solemn darkness draped over the matriarch of Delphina. “You’re right, Elijah. It won’t happen again.” For all she knew, she didn’t have much longer to live. Her life was being held by a thread and the person who was holding it had his eyes on the same woman Elijah was interested in. Eliana. She had many things to think about… like how she would appease a madman while keeping her puppy on a leash.
The show must go on.
Once she was done getting dressed, Gianna left her friend’s room. Last night was a mistake… not just for you. and went on with her business for the day.
Eliana wasn’t the fastest runner. Her stamina was poor compared to her classmates, but somehow, she was able to reach the fountain and take a seat at it. Huffing and trying to catch her breath.
It didn’t take long to find Eliana, her trail was easy to pick up, and by the time he did find her, she was already out of breath. He slowly approached the young woman and stopped some feet away from her. ”May we speak a moment...you and I?”
“I really don’t want to. Just go away.” Eliana kept her gaze to the ground as she breathed in and out.
”You’re upset with me….You have every right to be, I’m not too particularly pleased with myself right now either. Unfortunately, I cannot comply with your request, not until we’ve at least talked.”
“I really don’t care how you feel. I asked you to go, so go.” Eliana was unyielding and her defense system was up and completely spiked. She didn’t want to deal with this right now, she shouldn’t have to talk things out when he was in the wrong. No. She wouldn’t listen. He needed to go away.
This was getting annoying, and he could feel his heat rising, ”I’m afraid...I can’t do that Eliana.” he spoke through gritted teeth. Like the waves of heat rising off of a heated car in summer, similar waves could be seen rising off Elijah, ”I chased you out here so I could explain myself, I’m not leaving until I’ve spoken my piece-”
“I said GO AWAY!” Eliana stood up, infuriated at a person she thought was growing to be her companion. Her chartreuse green orbs was flooded with ghostly white and her brown hair defied gravity, floating in the air, ever so steadily. Her aura was like white noise, unreadable and blindingly static.
One second Ellie’s aura was a raging inferno and then the next, nothing. There was an aura he had never seen before, an emotion so blurred that it generated complete nonsense. It was like the woman that was Eliana had suddenly disappeared and was replaced with someone…something else.
With no hesitation, no restraint, no doubt, Eliana took it upon herself to wash a nightmare over Elijah and go about her life - without him. Not in a way she’s done in the past. No, this was new… different. One moment she was arms length apart from him, the next she was inches away from his face, nearly kissing him but instead letting her breath slip into his lips, which took the form of mist.
Placing him in the landscape of his old school, Delphina, like she had done with Lucas that one fateful night, she created vivid imagery of his school burning but made him the culprit of the death of many and on top of that… she placed a face she had seen with him a year ago, to make it even more real…
The world had suddenly escaped from beneath his feet, as though a raging whirlwind lifted him from one existence into another. The white noise that was the faux Ellie had been replaced with an excessive amount of heat around him. Fire was everywhere, though as confused as he was, he knew where he was; Delphina. Screams echoed in his mind, shrills and shrieks of the damned, those that burned around him. He looked to his hands, the burning infernos they were, he was the cause of this, and for once in a long time, he felt true terror.
Slowly he backed away from the burning school, literally witnessing auras snuffed out in flame, bodies falling from the building, their life force exploding as they collapsed to the ground. ”No...this can’t be...I DIDN’T WANT THIS!”
Suddenly two massive hands wrapped around his wrists, searing into his flesh, he felt the fire burn his skin and he cried out in agony. Whatever was holding him, its grip tightened, pulling his limbs apart, holding onto him like a martyr on his cross, forced to witness the destruction he had wrought. “Oh but it is, is it not?” The thing holding onto him spoke, its voice sounded of crackling flame, its breath reeking of ash and sulfur, “Was it not the desire to burn all those fools who dared to cross your path? Our path?”
Elijah tried to turn his head, but was unable to do so, even then, he knew what was holding him, what was searing his skin. ”Aziral! What have you done!?” The elemental merely chuckled, gripping into Elijah tighter, ”What have I done? Nononono dear boy, this is your handiwork. You couldn’t stand to be second best! You couldn’t stand to be the lackey! You couldn’t stand to be her shadow any longer, especially with a certain shadow gripping onto her so tightly!” it laughed gleefully, ”So what was the sensible thing to do then? To burn them all, BURN THEM ALL ALIVE! Brenna! Lucas! Gianna! EVERYONE WAS GOING TO DIE!!!” It laughed maniacally, a roaring flame the roared louder than the fire that surrounded the two.
The realization of what Eli had done finally dawned upon him, and he struggled against his captor, ”NO! I refuse to believe that! I wouldn’t have done that to them! They’re! ...Theyre..”
A third hand suddenly grabbed the top of his skull and he screamed again in agony as two pronged fingers forced his eyes to open. He wasn’t just witnessing the aura of the fire, he was witnessing the actual fire, all so vivid and unadulterated as it was. ”Face it boy. You wanted this to happen, even if you can’t admit it. Either way, it doesn’t matter, because you never counted on the shadow to spring from one host to another.”
As if on cue a shadowed figure stepped through the flame engulfed entrance to Delphina. Its steps slowed as it approached the captive Elijah, whose eyes only grew wider in realization of who it was. ”No…You can’t be here...You’re supposed to be dead!”
The figure stepped forth, ignoring Elijah’s cries, ”Don’t you remember what I asked Eli? If I ever died, you protect her, you protect my Gianna, and make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid?” A shadowed blade formed at the end of his arm, ”What a damn idiot I was. Thinking I could trust you, to protect her and instead…” his head raised to make eye contact with Elijah, ”You raped her...you murdered her….you killed her friends.”
”No...I...Vince...I-”
”You raped her, you murdered her, you killed her friends.”
”Vincent….stop…”
”CONFESS!!! You raped her! You murdered her! You killed her friends!”
By this point now, those words echoed through his mind, it was like an endless chant that not only sounded from the shadow of Vincent before him, but from the dead bodies that he had burned alive, those who crawled upon the ground to seek vengeance against the one that slew them. Tears flowed freely from Elijah’s eyes, ”I...I didn’t…” he felt broken, lost, all sense of neutrality he had worked so hard to build, crumbled in an instant. ”You’ve made your bed Elijah...now you must lie upon it.” Slowly the elemental presented Elijah to Vincent; a broken pariah to his judge, jury and executioner.
Vincent’s hand reached out and grabbed Elijah’s face, all semblance of life and camaraderie lost in his eyes ”I’m going to kill you Elijah and I will take great pleasure in it, but you must do one thing first. Confess your sins, not only to me, but to all these poor unfortunate souls.”
Eli looked around slowly before looking down upon the ground, meekly speaking, ”I raped her….I murdered her….I killed her friends….”
”Then by my hand...you shall die for the crimes you have committed...may God have mercy on your damnable soul…” Instantaneously Vincent’s hand shot right through Eli’s stomach. Everything suddenly turned to white noise, a blaring piercing sound that cut off everything else. It cut off the scream Eli shuddered, the blood that suddenly dripped from his gaping wound, the sound of the fire that engulfed the school. All that remained, was the laughter of the fire elemental, resounding in his ears. Then, nothing.
Like a sack of bricks, reality rushed back to him and the ground slammed up into him from beneath. Started up and still terrified with what he had witnessed, Elijah shot up onto his knees and screamed up into the morning sky, a flame rocketing from his face a good 40ft into the air. With his lungs completely expelled of air, he collapsed back onto the cold ground. Consciousness was slowly fading. He could see the terrified students around him who witnessed his sudden outburst, but they didn’t matter. All that mattered was Ellie and she was gone, and whatever that aura was that had replaced her...that was gone too. Then everything faded to black, once again, there was nothing. Nothing at all.
His hand instinctively reached out to grasp his skull, the throbbing pain he felt, was without a doubt, a hangover; a feeling he had never experienced. ”How do people even manage to consume that much alcohol on a consistent basis?” he quietly mused to himself, gently rubbing his temple. He briefly tried to recall the night’s events, he had transformed his body, made his way to Delirium, met up with some of the Harts and Gianna, the Harts had found him out, Gianna had not, he drank a lot of liquor with her, he danced with her….he kissed her...and then pain. That was as much as he could remember, his body felt incredibly sore, an unfortunate side effect of the scroll’s magic, and his head was pounding, a result of the alcohol; could the morning possibly get any better? Elijah gingerly tried to sit himself up, only to find himself, unable to do so, it was as if a weight was pressing upon him. Looking down he found the sleeping form of someone resting upon him, the aura was instantly recognized, ”Gianna…” he said her name rather quietly.
Last night was a whirlwind of emotions for Gianna Daniels. The one night she wanted to push all that she was carrying on her shoulders to the side. To live, to forget, to smile… just one night. Was that so hard to ask for? Yeah, it was. For a girl like her, a creature of the night, surrounded by mindless crimes behind the curtain, she could not afford to be in love or experience happiness again. Her life was decided at birth. A miserable existence, in search of finding what she was living for. It was her job to work with the cards that were dealt to her. Nobody’s else’s. No matter how hard things got, no matter how much her heart broke, her smile would stay on. Her will would carry on.
With flakey makeup, Gianna unhurriedly opened her eyes to the blaring morning light infiltrating from outside the window into the bedroom. Moving her body slightly, while stretching it under the sheets, completely bare, she glanced up at her one night lover, and friend of four years. Locking her gaze with his, she stood silent for a moment. A long-neverending-moment. Her light brown hair rested wildly on her shoulders. Her scent, although with a hint of hard liquor to it, still held it’s natural fresh, light lemon and bergamot touch. Her succulent lips curved into a smirk and a devious giggle escaped them. Whether her appearance was real or faux, she seemed okay, and even her aura was positively mischief. “Good morning, sunshine. Can’t handle the morning after.” she teased.
Elijah stared at Gianna, she seemed to be in a rather good mood, though Elijah felt...something else. He had tasked himself with protecting this woman, and now here he was, lying with her, completely nude, after what he could only assume was a passionate night of lovemaking...what was wrong with him? ”Clearly…” Despite the overwhelming sense of guilt he felt, his voice continued to remain rather neutral. Strategically moving himself and her, he found a way to pull himself up and out of bed. Though his initial steps were slightly staggered, he managed to find balance and approach his bureau. Atop it laid a small box, which he opened to reveal sticks of incense. ”So…” he started as he pinched the incense, igniting it in a light ember, ”How did we end up in this...position…?” carefully he placed the stick in the holder attached to the box.
“Long story short, a shitty night led me to want a good fuck. I’m not going to fuck Lucas, he’s like… my child. It would just be weird, so I chose you.” Gianna sat up, letting the sheet drop and reveal her chest. Nonchalantly, she reached for one of Elijah’s pens and rolled her hair up with it (too lazy to reach for her purse and get a hair tie). “I wasn’t your first, was I?” she asked casually, as she reached for her phone to check the Delphina Times, her social media, and other messages.
His head slightly turned to her before returning back to the bureau as he rifled through for clothing, ”It doesn’t matter…” Nudity had never been a real issue for Elijah, he couldn’t see others, and he didn’t care whether they saw him, he had nothing to be ashamed of. Yet considering the circumstances of the situation at hand, he felt extremely vulnerable in front of Gianna and he felt he wasn’t finding any clothing fast enough before he donned a simple pair of cotton pants.”So long story short, you had a bad night and came to me for comfort..,” he said pulling on a cotton shirt, its otherworldly pattern quite apparent. Another source of guilt hit him, his disguise as Lucky possibly pushing her to him, ”Your actions as of late towards me are...rather inconsistent…if not concerning.”
Gianna tilted her head at her late boyfriend’s best friend, listening to his words with that damn smile never leaving her face. “I’m spontaneous. Get use to it, baby.” she cooed, before standing up herself and retrieving her clothes. “I won’t agree or disagree that I needed someone. But I will tell you, you’re not half bad, y’know, in bed, and you’re pretty talented down under.” Her melting chocolate orbs scanned from his face to his lower half. Pulling her top on first, Gianna took in the noises of the morning coming from outside.
Meanwhile, Eliana had woken up to the sweetest text from Tristram: Good morning beautiful :). I hope you have a great day! She couldn’t help but feel butterflies in her stomach. He was so nice to her. Perhaps, she should take proactive actions on easing her frustrations with Elijah’s meditation method, right? She couldn’t recall exactly what her dear friend (and crush) had told her previously, so she decided to give him a little visit. For once, her mood was better than usual. She made a new friend that made her feel good about herself and she had someone she could see possibly dating, who enthralled her with his intelligence.
Reaching Elijah’s and Mitch’s dorm door, Ellie went for a knock but couldn’t help but notice the door cracked open, “Hey Elijah! It’s me! I’m coming in~” Gently, she pushed the door open only to see Gianna and Elijah inches away from each other, putting clothes on. “Oh… I’m sorry for interrupting... ” The eighteen year old’s cheeks leaked red. Turning on her heel, Ellie chose to run away… of course he liked someone else. Gianna, at that. Gianna was beautiful, she was not.
Completely ignoring her compliment, Elijah folded his arms and frankly wanted to scold her, ”Actions without thought often have consequences Gianna, regardless of whether the consequences are intentional or not.” As if karma had struck, in walked Eliana to witness the aftermath of their nightly affair, only for her to run out as quickly as she had come in. ”Eliana!” Even after calling out he knew his words would fall on deaf ears. Sighing in frustration, he mused, ”A perfect case in point…” He turned his head to Gianna before making his way to the door, ”Last night was a mistake, one that won’t happen again, get yourself dressed, and leave, we will not speak again.” Slamming the door shut behind him he chased after Eliana, hoping to maybe at least explain things as yet another wave of guilt washed over him.
Yet again, Gianna was left alone. Her mask dropped and solemn darkness draped over the matriarch of Delphina. “You’re right, Elijah. It won’t happen again.” For all she knew, she didn’t have much longer to live. Her life was being held by a thread and the person who was holding it had his eyes on the same woman Elijah was interested in. Eliana. She had many things to think about… like how she would appease a madman while keeping her puppy on a leash.
The show must go on.
Once she was done getting dressed, Gianna left her friend’s room. Last night was a mistake… not just for you. and went on with her business for the day.
Eliana wasn’t the fastest runner. Her stamina was poor compared to her classmates, but somehow, she was able to reach the fountain and take a seat at it. Huffing and trying to catch her breath.
It didn’t take long to find Eliana, her trail was easy to pick up, and by the time he did find her, she was already out of breath. He slowly approached the young woman and stopped some feet away from her. ”May we speak a moment...you and I?”
“I really don’t want to. Just go away.” Eliana kept her gaze to the ground as she breathed in and out.
”You’re upset with me….You have every right to be, I’m not too particularly pleased with myself right now either. Unfortunately, I cannot comply with your request, not until we’ve at least talked.”
“I really don’t care how you feel. I asked you to go, so go.” Eliana was unyielding and her defense system was up and completely spiked. She didn’t want to deal with this right now, she shouldn’t have to talk things out when he was in the wrong. No. She wouldn’t listen. He needed to go away.
This was getting annoying, and he could feel his heat rising, ”I’m afraid...I can’t do that Eliana.” he spoke through gritted teeth. Like the waves of heat rising off of a heated car in summer, similar waves could be seen rising off Elijah, ”I chased you out here so I could explain myself, I’m not leaving until I’ve spoken my piece-”
“I said GO AWAY!” Eliana stood up, infuriated at a person she thought was growing to be her companion. Her chartreuse green orbs was flooded with ghostly white and her brown hair defied gravity, floating in the air, ever so steadily. Her aura was like white noise, unreadable and blindingly static.
One second Ellie’s aura was a raging inferno and then the next, nothing. There was an aura he had never seen before, an emotion so blurred that it generated complete nonsense. It was like the woman that was Eliana had suddenly disappeared and was replaced with someone…something else.
With no hesitation, no restraint, no doubt, Eliana took it upon herself to wash a nightmare over Elijah and go about her life - without him. Not in a way she’s done in the past. No, this was new… different. One moment she was arms length apart from him, the next she was inches away from his face, nearly kissing him but instead letting her breath slip into his lips, which took the form of mist.
Placing him in the landscape of his old school, Delphina, like she had done with Lucas that one fateful night, she created vivid imagery of his school burning but made him the culprit of the death of many and on top of that… she placed a face she had seen with him a year ago, to make it even more real…
The world had suddenly escaped from beneath his feet, as though a raging whirlwind lifted him from one existence into another. The white noise that was the faux Ellie had been replaced with an excessive amount of heat around him. Fire was everywhere, though as confused as he was, he knew where he was; Delphina. Screams echoed in his mind, shrills and shrieks of the damned, those that burned around him. He looked to his hands, the burning infernos they were, he was the cause of this, and for once in a long time, he felt true terror.
Slowly he backed away from the burning school, literally witnessing auras snuffed out in flame, bodies falling from the building, their life force exploding as they collapsed to the ground. ”No...this can’t be...I DIDN’T WANT THIS!”
Suddenly two massive hands wrapped around his wrists, searing into his flesh, he felt the fire burn his skin and he cried out in agony. Whatever was holding him, its grip tightened, pulling his limbs apart, holding onto him like a martyr on his cross, forced to witness the destruction he had wrought. “Oh but it is, is it not?” The thing holding onto him spoke, its voice sounded of crackling flame, its breath reeking of ash and sulfur, “Was it not the desire to burn all those fools who dared to cross your path? Our path?”
Elijah tried to turn his head, but was unable to do so, even then, he knew what was holding him, what was searing his skin. ”Aziral! What have you done!?” The elemental merely chuckled, gripping into Elijah tighter, ”What have I done? Nononono dear boy, this is your handiwork. You couldn’t stand to be second best! You couldn’t stand to be the lackey! You couldn’t stand to be her shadow any longer, especially with a certain shadow gripping onto her so tightly!” it laughed gleefully, ”So what was the sensible thing to do then? To burn them all, BURN THEM ALL ALIVE! Brenna! Lucas! Gianna! EVERYONE WAS GOING TO DIE!!!” It laughed maniacally, a roaring flame the roared louder than the fire that surrounded the two.
The realization of what Eli had done finally dawned upon him, and he struggled against his captor, ”NO! I refuse to believe that! I wouldn’t have done that to them! They’re! ...Theyre..”
A third hand suddenly grabbed the top of his skull and he screamed again in agony as two pronged fingers forced his eyes to open. He wasn’t just witnessing the aura of the fire, he was witnessing the actual fire, all so vivid and unadulterated as it was. ”Face it boy. You wanted this to happen, even if you can’t admit it. Either way, it doesn’t matter, because you never counted on the shadow to spring from one host to another.”
As if on cue a shadowed figure stepped through the flame engulfed entrance to Delphina. Its steps slowed as it approached the captive Elijah, whose eyes only grew wider in realization of who it was. ”No…You can’t be here...You’re supposed to be dead!”
The figure stepped forth, ignoring Elijah’s cries, ”Don’t you remember what I asked Eli? If I ever died, you protect her, you protect my Gianna, and make sure she doesn’t do anything stupid?” A shadowed blade formed at the end of his arm, ”What a damn idiot I was. Thinking I could trust you, to protect her and instead…” his head raised to make eye contact with Elijah, ”You raped her...you murdered her….you killed her friends.”
”No...I...Vince...I-”
”You raped her, you murdered her, you killed her friends.”
”Vincent….stop…”
”CONFESS!!! You raped her! You murdered her! You killed her friends!”
By this point now, those words echoed through his mind, it was like an endless chant that not only sounded from the shadow of Vincent before him, but from the dead bodies that he had burned alive, those who crawled upon the ground to seek vengeance against the one that slew them. Tears flowed freely from Elijah’s eyes, ”I...I didn’t…” he felt broken, lost, all sense of neutrality he had worked so hard to build, crumbled in an instant. ”You’ve made your bed Elijah...now you must lie upon it.” Slowly the elemental presented Elijah to Vincent; a broken pariah to his judge, jury and executioner.
Vincent’s hand reached out and grabbed Elijah’s face, all semblance of life and camaraderie lost in his eyes ”I’m going to kill you Elijah and I will take great pleasure in it, but you must do one thing first. Confess your sins, not only to me, but to all these poor unfortunate souls.”
Eli looked around slowly before looking down upon the ground, meekly speaking, ”I raped her….I murdered her….I killed her friends….”
”Then by my hand...you shall die for the crimes you have committed...may God have mercy on your damnable soul…” Instantaneously Vincent’s hand shot right through Eli’s stomach. Everything suddenly turned to white noise, a blaring piercing sound that cut off everything else. It cut off the scream Eli shuddered, the blood that suddenly dripped from his gaping wound, the sound of the fire that engulfed the school. All that remained, was the laughter of the fire elemental, resounding in his ears. Then, nothing.
Like a sack of bricks, reality rushed back to him and the ground slammed up into him from beneath. Started up and still terrified with what he had witnessed, Elijah shot up onto his knees and screamed up into the morning sky, a flame rocketing from his face a good 40ft into the air. With his lungs completely expelled of air, he collapsed back onto the cold ground. Consciousness was slowly fading. He could see the terrified students around him who witnessed his sudden outburst, but they didn’t matter. All that mattered was Ellie and she was gone, and whatever that aura was that had replaced her...that was gone too. Then everything faded to black, once again, there was nothing. Nothing at all.
