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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/7/2017 4:51:19 AM
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She throws off her helmet and her eyes had rings off fire around him, she tried to fly after him.
Something pierced her gut. Her Dark-Drinker.
As it was pulled out of her, her wings turned bloodred as a sign of a fatal wound.
"I'm sorry sweetie..." Mason apologized, "But I had to stop you."
He took off his mark and used it dress her wounds. He applied pressure, attempt to stop the bleeding, at least, on one side.
"Lunar... apply the drug now... we can't have her remember this."
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"What... Just... Happened?" Wisp demands, looking at them.
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"I saw this coming. Since Lunar told me what happens when traumatic events occur, Topaz, Lunar, and myself made this memory wiping, pain-numbing drug. She will have no memory of what happened after we got on our sparrows," Mason explained. Lunar buzzed around his guardian, "She should be okay, and I mean surviving the stab wound. I can't talk about her mental stability after today. Anyway, she won't question the scar."
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"Why can't you heal the scar? I've brough back Fíonn from conplete disintegration multiple times." Wisp says. "Also... What exactly was so traumatic? I cracked a really bad joke and she practically attacked him for it."
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"Visions," Lunar said, "And Mason stabbed her in the same spot James did once so...."
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"You... IDIOTS!" Wisp shouts. "Sarah is the only one that has any chance of snapping Fíonn out of this blood rage! Without her, he's going to get himself KILLED!" Wisp rages at them.
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Mason buried his face in his hands. Lunar began to ram himself into the nearest wall, muttering "idiot" repeatedly. Sarah had somehow woken up. She slowly rose to her feet, still sparking with Arc energy. "Pulsewave... don't fail me now," she muttered. "Where's Finn?" She croaked.
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"By this point? Probably single handedly fighting an entire Fallen house while the darkness posseses him." Wisp says.
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"I said where, not what."
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"Devil's lair. Where Sepiks used to be."
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She runs off, barely slowed by anything, and her eyes were silver.
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Wisp follows. "Sarah! You're wounded! Slow down!"
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Mason bolted after her, Lunar and Topaz following. As she navigated to where Sepiks used to be, she had no thoughts, but one goal: Stop Finn. She ran into the Devil's Lair. Her eyes still silver.
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She reaches the entrance. The walker is cut cleanly in half down the middle. She can hear hysterical, psychotic laughter from inside.
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She reaches the entrance. The walker is cut cleanly in half down the middle. She can hear hysterical, psychotic laughter from inside.
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She reaches the entrance. The waljer is cut cleanly in half down the middle. She can hear hysterical, psychotic laughter from inside.
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"The Ahamkara...." She muttered.
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"It's getting stronger... Consuming his light." Wisp says.
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"Not if I can help it." She steps into the main area.
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It's tge sight of a massacre. Fallen and pieces of Fallen are scattered around the room. He must have killed thousands. Finn stands in the middle of the carnage, facing away from her. "It's beutiful, is it not?" His voice is that of the Ahmkara.
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"It's gruesome. They were innocent, until the Kells grew viscous..." She said. Her voice croaked, "They were like humans, in an era of a Golden Age, until the whirlwind whisked it all away."
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"They die that the Ahmkara may feed, oh child of the light." Finn turns around, revealing his eyes are solid black. "I feast upon them, just as I feast upon your precious Hunter." The door behind her seals shut, trapping her from outside help.
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"Come out of your shell," she demands. She begins to cough.
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The Ahmkara laughs. The sound echoing through the building. "Foolish child. You are weak. Wounded. Soon I will shed this pathetic shell of a human and be freed." It looks at her, It's eyes seeming to pull at the light. She can't sense anything of Fíonn left.
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"Strike me down, I dare you," she croaked.
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"Why would I? Your beloved is dead. You are dying. I have already won." It says, smiling at her. It's disturbing to see Finn's face show such a malicious grin.
