Touch of Insanity

Promise of The Dragon (Love Dove && Touch of Insanity)

Ella sighed softly to herself. She didn’t want to get snappy with the dragon but she felt the need to lecture him. “Now” She paused for a second. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but. . . shouldn’t you have already pick someone by now? You’ve only had umm a while to pick them out.” She pointed out before shaking her head. “Just never mind.” She said softly through their connection. Before her mother opened the door, her finger coming up to hold off her mother as the two talked things out. She had her little fight with her mother before Emery started to angrily yell at her. Ella flinched a little at the sound. “Could you, NOT, yell in my head?” she inquired before sighing again wanting to rub her face from the stress of today but couldn’t. “If you want to be angry, please yell at my mother and not me if you can still connect at her.” she finished before her hand finally dropped.

“Mother please, I am doing my job, back off. Emery is not happy with your impatient and taking it out on my head, so please.” Ella said to her mother, her mother’s lips pressing into a thin line of unimpressed emotions, but she didn’t say anything and the man was brought back in. She worked her way through the people, surprised Emery had quieted down. However, that didn’t stop Ella from being slightly distracted as she worked. She wanted to know how things were coming along and how Emery got so distracted that he connected without realizing it. When Emery came in herself she was glancing out the window before she smiled at him and greeted him like any other.

They got onto the topic of the story, the tale that everyone knew. She couldn’t help but title her head slightly as her brought up a different version then the one she knew, or many others. Having titled her head in the curiosity, her head piece almost fell over, her eyes flickered with panic for a section as her hands came up to steady it as her head became straight again. She couldn’t hide the soft blush of embarrassment of her mess up. She hoped the man didn’t say anything or bring up her mistake to others. It would really hurt her as not only a person but as high priestess. She pressed her lips in a thin line of worry before forcing a smile on her lips. “I’d love to hear the tale your father told you. But perhaps you’re right and I’ll begin with mine.” She said trying to get herself back on track.

“A long time ago, this island was always being attacked by those of the mainland. We had many things which they wanted; they also wanted to control this little island for political control. The people did all they could to fend off the invaders, but quickly we lost our own home. However, that did not stop the battles and deaths. The different powers of the mainland fought for control of our island, until one day a dragon came from the top of the mountain . There was an old woman who lived were our temple stands now. When the dragon appeared before her , she did not show fear. She got down on her knees and bowed before the dragon. When the old woman raised her head she looked to the dragon who had yet to say anything. The dragon’s voice boomed into her mind startling the old woman. He said ‘this island has been my home for many years, if you choice to worship me forever I shall save your people or shall destroy everything and keep any from returning to my home.’ The old woman started to cry and spoke out loud to the dragon. ‘Please, save our lands and I shall make all the people remember you as a hero of this land. We will build you a shrine and forever worship you.’ In that very moment the dragon connected with humans for the very first time and agreed to the woman’s terms. Ever since that day my family line has acted as high priestess’ for the dragon and their kin.”

Ella left out the part about the deal the old woman had to make. That every 500 years a human must be given to the dragon, a human of their choice. Ella started to title her head again before remembering what happened last time. “I’d like to hear your story now if that is okay? I promise it will not offend me and I’m sure if our mighty hero of our lands is listening it shall interest to hear other version then the one that has been passed to priestess to priestess.”

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Paradise Lost[Love Dove&& Touch of Insanity]

Just as she hissed at the man holding her, she saw something in the corner of her eye stumble forward. It was a brown dress, followed by a purple one that Levi would have even been caught dead in. She knew it was the twins. She struggled a little making the man holding her pull her arms higher up behind her back to still her making her grunt softly as she tried not to scream. She knew that Vera was most likely well hidden, but that didn’t stop her blue eyes from flickering around to see if she could spot the deep red dress that would scream at anyone who saw it. Good thing there was a wide range of colourful dresses here tonight. It would be harder for the men to find her. Then again, it was clear the four of them were all blonde.

Aria was first pushed down beside her, making Levi’s eyes flicker back towards her sister. She could just see the man in the background double over in pain. If they were not being kidnapped at that very moment Levi would have smiled at her sister. Then again if this was any other time she most likely would have sighed at her sisters improper manner. “What the hell happened?” She hissed at Aria seeing Aviva get pushed down beside her twin sister. It was clear that one of them fucked up, and the other tried to save the other from the mistake and got dragged in. “You guys suck at hiding.” She hissed before her hands were pulled up making her gasp in pain.

“No talking.” The man who was holding her hissed in her ear his breath tickling along her ear making her head rolled to the side trying to cover the feeling as it made her want to throw up.

“Well done!” The leader praised the group smirking as he walked out in front of the three girls still facing the crowd. “One more and you all can go peacefully.” He said and no one pitched in. After a moment of silence he grinned wickedly. “Well if no one wants to help, then I guess we’ll have to start cutting you down one by one!” Horror struck the group making them all press back into the barrier. The leader laughed darkly before turning to the girl, the men holding them making them glance up at him. “So what colour dress should I be looking for?” He asked them before their father’s voice cut through the panic cries of the people trying to get out.

“You will not find her! She was not in the room when your plan took effect. Now release my daughters. The moment you release the barrier the knights will overtake you and your plan will fail. Give up now and maybe I shall spare your lives.” The Duke said from across the room standing on one of the table. The leader turned to him smirking.

“Old man, I think I’ll just kill your first, maybe then one of the girls will talk.” He said before glancing back at his men. “Get him.”

“NO!” Levi screamed as she started to struggle, almost breaking free by surprising the man holding her.

“That’s it you stupid bitch!” The man who was holding her hissed before he pulled out a needle and pushed it into her neck. Her eyes went wide before her whole body went limp. The man pulled the needle from her neck and dropped her limp body on the ground.


In her panic Vera ran along the back wall her hand dragging along the barrier trying to see if it ended and when it didn’t she could feel a tightness in her chest. She had to get out of here, they were made. A hand came on her shoulder to pull her to turn her around, she screamed her hand coming up before it was caught. The action she had done was all done with her eyes closed. “Vera!” Her father said making her eyes peek open with tears in them.

“Father?” She whispered even though it was clearly him.

He nodded. “This isn’t good, I’m not sure where your sister’s are but we need to hide you for the time being. It looks like the whole room is enclosed. Until I can get the knights in here to control the situation I need you to hide.” He said with all seriousness on her father’s worn face. She nodded a little, lost and confused. He turned away and started to drag his daughter towards the throne before it parted. Her eyes went wide. “There are no times for questions, just get in.” He said before pushing her in.

“Fa-“ She started to say before the door was shut on her. She was in total darkness, the sounds in the room muffled and hard to hear in the chaos of what was going on. She bite her lip and backed up a little her hand coming up to her chest clutched in a fist. “Breath.” She whispered to herself before looking down at where the floor should be. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes letting out a slow shaky breath. However, the door of the throne opened again, she started to part her lips thinking it was her father already, but it wasn’t. It was a man in a hood covered almost head to, but his hands which were bare.

“Well ‘ello there lovely.” He smirked at her, the surprise of the door opening turning to pure fear. She took a step back her head turning to realize the small space was smaller than she thought. There was nowhere to run. Her eyes flickered back to the man wondering how he found her so easily. Her lips pressed into a tight line wondering what to do, there was no way she could get away. She had that power, but. . . that was the last of last resorts. What if they really didn’t know the McClair girls were not human? His hand came up his fingers waving for her to come forward as he said “Come here now.”

Her eyes narrowed at him, “go to hell.” She hissed before his lips curled into a smirk.
“Been there done that.” He said before waving his fingers again but this time her body shot forward, she gasped her eyes going wide. How had he done that?! But before she could react to the involuntarily movement his other hand came up to push his thumb into her forehead. A shot of power could be felt moving into her body as her eyes went wide before they fell shut. Everything had gone black.

Feodor watched in piece from her place on the second level of the gallery. The leader was acting like he was all mighty god and had control of everything. Feodor knew if it wasn’t for him that this would not have gone so well. But it was all about the show for this group and they were getting it. After all their faces could be seen, unlike Feodor who wore a hood to cover himself. There was no point in becoming more wanted then he already was. He leaned on the railing of the gallery, resting his head on one of his hands as he watched the show unravel. The group did know how to work the fear in the people. Then again having the weapons and a locked in room most likely helped as well.

It wasn’t long before the second daughter was pushed out, a third trying to save her sister but failed. Feodor couldn’t help but laugh a little as the scene below him. It made him wonder why the Duke McClair hadn’t spoke yet. His eyes wondered along the crowd looking for the old man, it didn’t take long, there were only two people who weren’t paying attention to the center of the room. The old man and a blonde woman in a lovely red dress. Smirking a little he pushed off his perch above the criminals below and started to walk along the level above them making his way over to the two to see the father push her into a compartment hidden in the back of the throne. He raised an eyebrow knowing that the girl still wouldn’t be able to get out of the room but could keep her hidden just long enough to make the criminals believe she really wasn’t here. Even more so since the guests had already started to turn on the daughters.

“So what colour dress should I be looking for?” The leader yelled out clearly enjoying the spot light a little too much. The Duke then climbed onto a table to bring the attention away from his guests and captured daughters and onto himself.

You will not find her! She was not in the room when your plan took effect. Now release my daughters. The moment you release the barrier the knights will overtake you and your plan will fail. Give up now and maybe I shall spare your lives.” He called out losing Feodor’s interest. He had already made his way behind the throne in the room and grabbed a long fabric tapestry and wrapped it around his leg before sliding down to the main level. Landing with ease he walked up to the back of the throne and with a small wave of his hand the back opened making the last daughter look up at him a hint of fear behind the surprise.

“Well ‘ello there lovely.” He smirked at her, before the true fear over took the surprise in her eyes. She didn’t scream though just backed up more into the throne hitting her back against the tiny space. “Come here now.” He said raising his hand waving his fingers towards his body, her eyes lowered into a glare.

“Go to hell.” She hissed before Feodor smirked more.

“Been there done that.” He said before waving his fingers again but this time her body shot forward, she gasped her eyes going wide before his other hand came up to push his thumb into her forehead, her eyes went wide before she went limp in his arms. Chuckling to himself her let his bare hand run over her cheek, and titling her chin up. After a moment of looking at the daughter he shifted her weight and threw her limp body over his shoulder with a bit of a grunt before using his free hand to part the guests so he had a path to the rest of the group. “Found her.” Feodor called out his face still hidden by his hood, only the smirk on his face could be seen.

“Well done.” The leader called back.

Say It, If It's Worth Saving Me (Blazed&&Love Dove)

“Kimberly.” She said softly as if trying to remember the name. Carla stared at the floor, still resting her head on the woman’s shoulder, their arms touching even in Carla’s curled up position. After a moment of silence she smiled a little. “You know, that doesn’t sound very Italian mobster like.” She laughed softly before pressing her lips into a thin line. “Then again, I couldn’t say I really know any Italian names off the top of my head.” She finished happy with just that little bit of conversation. It was the longest conversation they had, had since Carla had been picked up by Kimberly. Well, longest in the sense that she wasn’t crying, or screaming. Carla would have been happy just to sit there the rest of the day. She let her eyes slowly flutter close, almost feeling safe beside the daughter of one of the most dangerous mob leaders. It was a nice feeling, something she hadn’t had in a long time. She really didn’t want the moment to end.

However, the moment ended too soon, when Kimberly started to move. Carla let her plain brown eyes open to stare at the ugly brown wall across from them. She shifted slightly, before finally pulling her head up from Kimberly’s shoulder. Her eyes drifted from the wall to over her knees. She could see the point of her toes sticking out from under the dress, the dress which she had partly forgotten she was wearing. Her hands tensed around one another for a second as if hugging her knees tighter into her chest. She could feel her eyes starting to tear up again at the thoughts of going back up stairs. The pain of the betrayal starting to sink back in. Her heart started to pick up, a sharp pain deep inside her welling up. The tears spilled over. “Just-“ She paused her mind not working at the speed she wanted it too. “Just get her out. Then I’ll come back up for my stuff.” She whispered softly.

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“Oh. . . “ She said softly griping the notepad and pen feeling more awkward now. The woman seemed so upset. What did she do at this point? “I’m sorry.” She whispered thinking maybe that would make things a little bit better. When the woman spoke again, Carla’s hands came up and waved quickly. “Oh! No, no, no! I-I-I just. . .I just wanted to make sure I had the full order before putting it in.” She said pressing her lips together in a firm line before glancing to the side. “I didn’t want you to get your food before, ah, him. Sorry. . . the other waitress asked me to take her table.” She started to say wondering why she was doing this. She bite her lip a little. “I’m really only a dishwasher, so. . . so I don’t always know what I’m doing.” She said with a soft laugh and a soft blush. “But yeah. I’ll go put your order in and bring-“ She paused to reread the order. “Apple juice.” She finished before smiling awkwardly at the woman before quickly turning away and heading into the kitchen with her head down.

The chef looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “Well?” He said pausing his work to watch Carla.

Carla blushed deeper, “I hate going out there.” The chef laughed.

“Well then why didn’t you say no?”

“Because I’m too nice.” He laughed again, making her shoot a glare up at him.

“You’re still adorable when you blush.” He grinned before turning back to his work. Carla stuck her tongue out at him from behind his back and pushed her order forward for him to read. She walked over to the juice machine and filled up the glass. She made sure to get a big one for the woman knowing the woman was really out of sorts. When she had the glass she pressed up on her tip toes to peek through the glass at the woman. Carla sighed softly, making the chef notice. “Something wrong?”

She shook her head as to answer no. “It’s just. . . she seems so. . . upset. I don’t know how to interact with her.” The chef rose an eyebrow before walking out of the kitchen to peek through the glass over Carla’s head.

“Well she’s cute.”

Carla blushed deeply. “What does that have to do with anything.”

“why don’t you see if she wants someone to talk to? I’ll get Candi to bring the food out and do your dishes.” He said making her glance up at him and he was grinning at her.

“Why would you do that? Cause I don’t want my break just yet.”

He laughed. “Think of it as payback for making you deal with someone well she went back to text the boyfriend. She didn’t even go outside.” Carla sighed.

“Fine.”

“Go get her girl.”

Carla rolled her eyes before walking back out and coming up to the table and placing the apple juice down and holding out the straw for her. Carla was blushing a little. “Ah. . .would. Wouldyoulikesomecomany?” She said the last part so quickly it seemed all her words mixed together. She bite her lip again. “Sorry if that’s umm, inappropriate, you just. . . seem like you want some company.” She said well looking at her feet rocking a little from her toes to the heels of her feet.