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| Chauncey | Jun 2 2009, 03:31 PM Post #1 |
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Protector of the Meek
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Name: Chauncey Experience: 1 1/2 years (August '07) Style: Fantasy/Sci-Fi Sample: Chauncey The darkness was all around me... in the far off distance I could hear the Hominefs wailing... so far away... and all was black... the wailing had a somewhat melodic sing-song to it lulling me into a state of relaxation... barely noticable was a tapping in the background of the wails... like two sticks being tapped together keeping rhythem with the harmony of the wails... I run through the darkness blind trying to harness the sounds... searching... eyes wide shut with the darkness... There in the distance... a glow... I reach out for it but it eludes me... I'm running so very fast and yet am getting nowhere... the wails from the Hominefs are getting louder... their tone has changed to what seems to be one of danger... but to who... I seem to be floating on a breeze... such darkness I've never seen and yet I still see the glow below... I am drawn to it like a moth to a flame and the Hominefs seem to be singing to me... the Cefiyaens pounding out the beat so I can follow the trail to them... My body is going limp... am falling... falling... falling... into the blackness of the night... the glow is growing... tumbling... out of control towards the glow... there in the middle of the glow I see the vamp and his minon... my heart skips a beat... are they after me... did the Cefiyaens use the Hominefs to draw me to them... My arms spread on their own and catch a breeze... he starts running towards me... so very fast... his eyes are glowing yellow... his hair the color of night... his cape catches a breeze and he is airborne... I dive trying to pick up speed and spread my arms heavenward and head into the night sky... The clicking and the wailing are a cacophony of sound ringing through the night air ebbing and flowing to our dance on the wind... He's gaining... snarling like the dog he is... fresh blood dripping from his fangs... I can feel his enjoyment... his knowing he's got his kill... Diving again I angle my arms to swoop around and am coming face to face with him... such evil I have never felt... In a desparate attempt to stay alive, I scream out for Runner... Marian I'm thrust into darkness... but no- There is Adrian. And the vampire. And tons of Teks. I hear the all too familiar wailing of the Hominefs... and then something I had hoped I would never hear, "RUNNER!" Faelyn was panicked I finally saw her and rushed toward her. I had to save her... even if I knew it was only a dream. "Faelyn! I'm here!" Catching up to her, I put out my hand for her to take. I needed her as much as she needed me. I felt some of what Adrian was... but he was distorted- as was Necunoscot. Neither of them looked or felt exactly right. Good... this is only a nightmare Chauncey As I cried out into the night the Vampire started to howel and a hand appeared in front of me... grasping the hand I looked up and Runner was beside me... I held on tight to Runner as I said my thank you's to the heavens... "Runner... he's after me... the Cefiyaens and the Hominefs drew me out into the night and lead me straight to the Vampire and his minon... we need to distroy them... they're after you too aren't they... it 'has' to be the same ones!" I was frantic... I didn't have any weapons... I was as vulnerable as a new born baby... how I wished I had a hand full of silver stakes... as if by magic my hand beheld a silver stake... I looked at Runner and I thrust it into her hand... "Come to us Vampire!" I taunted. Marian I took the stake and looked at it, this definitely was a dream. Non-Necunoscot air-ran at us, eyes gleaming with blood lust. He'd seen the stakes and felt no fear. Eyes widening, I took a stronger hold on Faelyn and brought us down to the ground- unsure of how exactly I did it... but knowing I manipulated the air around us. Since this was a dream, I concentrated on holy water waterfalling on the vampire... but it did nothing. Nothing I tried to come up with worked. Suddenly it hit me- I wasn't really dreaming... for me this might work like reality. I got the feel of the stake and mentally thrust it at Necunoscot. It flew into him and slowed but passed through- the mark it had made disappeared and he hadn't seemed hurt at all. My brow furrowed and I muttered, "Try Holy Chinese Water Torture." Chauncey Runner brought us down and my feet landed lightly on the ground. I watched her as she thrust the stake through the air... like a flash it went completely through the Vampire and I watched in amazement as the hole through his body closed... the stake had no affect on him... Runner was screaming, "Try Holy Chinese Water Torture." I looked towards the heavens... opening my mind to the great beyond... believing with all my heart... I smelled the rain coming... from the depths of my being I started chanting... "Bless the water oh Holy One... shower it upon the Vampire... Bless the water oh Holy One... shower it upon the Vampire... Bless the water oh Holy One... shower it upon the Vampire..." The rain fell upon the Vampire drop by drop... he moved to evade the water... yet the water seemed to follow him... drops increasing in size and hastening just a bit... every drop that hit him exploded with a little geyser of steam... thin fog began to form as the rain continued to dance around on him... "Runner... it seems to be working... but why not the stake... is it just folklore...?" Marian I shook my head, "I don't know... the water's not working as well as it should either... but it IS working." Necunoscot had a grimace on his face... but nothing worse. The stake was still flying, I sent it toward Adrian's head. Adrian fell to the ground and spasmed but then disintegrated. "Adrian's not a vampire... it should have killed him but..." I shook my head, "We'll have to use different measures with him." I ran through his known weaknesses in my mind, trying both the weakness and the opposite. Nothing worked until shadow. The black became deeper... almost like it had taken on form. I soon realized- it had... and it was moving toward him. Soon... it began seeping out of him as well. As shadow and holy water touched, he faltered and let out a cry of anguish. His body began disintegrated in pieces- a grotesque ordeal to see. But he kept moving. At the end- with half a body left- he reached out an arm to grasp Faelyn, but as soon as he touched her: he was dust. Chauncey The stake Runner had thrown continued on it course and hit the minon dead on... within a flash he shriveled up into dust... The Vampire was still being hit by the Holy Water... it was doing some damage, but not much... we needed something more... I looked to Runner... she was concentrating... then it happened... The darkness around him seemed to be getting denser... darker if that was possible... Runner was doing it... I could feel her doing it... the darkness was coming alive... taking on a form of it's own... it was moving... The shadow seemed to engulf the Vampire and start pouring out of him... he was disintegrating right before our very eyes... but no... he was coming for us... he was still intending to kill us... he was reaching for me... my mind screamed "Noooooooooooooooooo" but I couldn't move... and then he was gone... For a long moment I was speechless... I had been holding my breath... as I sucked in the air I could taste his ashes... I reached for my waterskin and it wasn't there... "Runner... you did it... he's gone... all will be well now... no worries... you're safe now... we can hunt the box together now... Runner...?" Edited by Chauncey, Jun 2 2009, 03:32 PM.
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