08-21-2012, 03:31 AM
Snow was anxious. He was about to knock again when Sakura’s door opened. Her armor-clad armor made John do a double take. The fact that she was prepared for battle made something within him twist in excitement. It felt as though something within him turned on.
You were a part of me.
His blue eyes narrowed as he followed the woman. How could he feel so fond of her so soon? He shouldn’t be thinking about his past. Not at a time like this. Not when Ink Stain could potentially call on his loyalty.
Snow wasn’t wearing much armor – he never had before. Other than a pair of black leather bracers that he’d found in his room, John was nearly bare of armor. The only other protection he wore was his boots. The twin blades were at his shoulders, as they always had been.
Always had been. Those words came to mind so often now. How could he to tell what had or hadn’t been? Snow followed Sakura, taking his place beside her. His fingers traced the strange scar over his chest as he thought of what might happen. This battle was a culmination of darkness against Mother’s forces. Ink Stain demanded loyalty in exchange for Snow’s health. Could John even ignore what the dark creature wanted?
As they entered Mother’s room, the pale doll watched Sakura closely. He would have to keep up with her. Snow drew his blades smoothly, his attention briefly lingering on Mother’s predicament. His focus remained on his “friend.”
((I’m guessing that Ink Stain will do something desperate? LOL, just reminding you that you have more than one loyal minion with your inky-ness. ;)))
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Shoen had returned to his work. He eventually checked up on Briella. He wasn’t surprised when he found the girl helping another patient. If she kept going, she would hurt herself instead of helping.
”Bri,” the doctor sat down beside her. They were on the floor, and the woman was tending to a patient with a series of strange splinter-like wounds. ”Rest. Eat something.”
Taking her wrist, Shoen frowned. ”That’s the doctor’s order, Bri. Not just a friend.” His eyes met hers. ”I’m serious.”
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Lost stood, and his black eyes shot over to the commotion. ”Mother!” He reached for his fallen blade, but was unable to reach it before Ink Stain screamed out in pain. The sound was so loud it made Lost cover his ears. Flinching, the male grasped his blade and stared at the giant before him. How on earth was a doll supposed to hurt that thing?
Looking to Isis, he reached for her hand. There was nothing they could do. It was up to Mother now.
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Seth was startled when Calla turned from him. Releasing her, he watched in surprise as she swung her bat at Ink Stain. It didn’t seem to hurt him at all. In fact, he didn’t seem to notice the blow. Instead, the creature shrieked because of what Mother had said.
Grabbing Calla’s arm, Seth shook his head. It looked like whatever she’d done was hurting her. ”Calla!”
Grabbing both of her shoulders, he shook her lightly. She was grasping her chest as though something inside of her was twisting and writhing. Something was hurting her. Seth grasped her face in his hands, trying to make her meet his gaze. ”Breathe!” he said, blocking out the battle around him.
If he lost this girl, he lost his world.
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Life met Selma’s questioning glance with his own. They’d arrived just in time to see everything reach its peak. ”Mother must know what she’s doing,” Life said, his pale eyes flickering back to Ink Stain as the creature screamed.
That scream echoed, making the pale-haired doll cover his ears in pain.
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Mother cringed when Ink Stain cried out. ”You don’t have to fight to get my attention, Valiant.”
Namine climbed up on Mother’s shoulder, touching the woman’s face. Everyone was a bit freaked out, but nothing serious had gotten to them yet. ”This means you have a heart,” the blonde doll said, looking back to Ink Stain. She’d helped defeat him once. Now, they would destroy him.
Both Mother and Namine watched quietly as Ink Stain was wracked by tremors.
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