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Post by dove on Jul 20, 2008 17:18:29 GMT -5
Faerie sat in a small clearing, her eyes closed, her tail swishing on the ground, her muscles tensed, listening. She promised to tell Lucifer everything. Now, in her dark, and hidden thoughts, she prepared herself. Giving away all she needed to. a strong connection had maintainedwith her and Sparrow, a connection she wished to break. She could sense the love for Moon from her sister. It sickened her. 'She had to come and make everything worse.' She thought, both frustrated and shocked. She opened her eyes, hearing only the slightest rustle in the dead leaves on the ground. She turned her head slightly, acknowledging it. "Lucifer?" She asked, trying to scent the wind blowing away.
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Post by Fallentear || on Jul 21, 2008 15:11:03 GMT -5
Rustling leaves accompanied the appearance of the huge black tom as he stepped forward into moonlight. His pelt looked almost holy, bathed in the silver light it looked like it radiated the color. But his pitch black eyes shone out of his skull, filled with the same darkness that had always given away his intentions. "I am here." He replied, stepping towards the tauntingly pretty she-cat. His eyes carefully shielded his emotions as he regarded Faerie. He knew that tonight she was going to tell him secrets of her past life that she'd told to nobody else. He himself had a few secrets, but if he ever told any cat, who knew if they'd believe him? The only ones that would are the ones that faced the ordeals with him...the darker members of The Fallen that lived deep in the gloomiest tunnels of the hideout, and showed their muzzles only to eat, drink, and make dirt.
Stepping forward further, he seemed to step forward gracefully. He had that slow, gliding way of moving, almost as if he were fluttering from place to place, and not walking with mere mortal paws. He raised his silver head, eyes shining ever so feircely, but with an emotion that was hard to discern. "There is something troubling you, I can feel it prickling my own pelt. I just want to let you know that whatever you tell me, will not be told to anybody else through these lips unless you permit it." Slowly he sat down, wrapping his thin tail around his paws. He watched Faerie, but with more of a peaceful gaze than his normal searching one. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Jul 22, 2008 20:12:59 GMT -5
Faerie lifted her head, and looked at Lucifer, her eyes abnormally distraught. She regarded Lucifer carefully, feeling unwilling to tell him. 'I've been like that my whole life.' She realized with a conscious feeling. Her eyes, glowing emeralds, even in the thick moonlight, hardened, hiding her emotions. "No one must know this." She said, her voice thick with emotion. trying to keep it strong. She took a deep breath and then began: "Sparrow and Wolf are my sister. My father hid her away, feeling she is too fragile to be near me. But I always knew. Wolf and my mother were probably the most...loving toward me. Wolf had a darkness in his heart he could not describe, but shoved it into the deepest section in his mind and heart. Mother knew what I was going through. She'd always tell me that her bloodline came all the way when humans were traveling on horses, and they lived in wooden huts. A curse, or a gift. Where you could almost communicate with the dead. But it was a curse on my head; everywhere I would go, what I did, I could hear a murder's voice speak in my head, telling me how I could kill someone. When I told my mother one afternoon, Father overheard me and killed me when it should have been my mother. And then-" She stopped, as if considering something. "I was returned one more life-" You could tell she had edited. "Where my thoughts were different. I now only think like I do now, murder, vengeance, hopelessness. I confronted my family for the last time and then ran away. I don't know Wolf's story, but I know a bit about Sparrow's. She stopped again, considering her words again. She hadn't done much of it. "I have a connection with my sister. I can feel what she feels, and always know where she is. I never knew she was alive, but it drove me crazy. And now she's here, throwing something in my face that I had always wanted before." Her voice, so strong, swift, crisp, broke on the last sentence. She bowed her head down in shame, feeling so exposed right now, no matter who it was.
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Post by Fallentear || on Jul 23, 2008 1:51:46 GMT -5
Lucifer watched Faerie, his eyes shining with respect. Any cat that could live through that, and still have strength enough to speak it, was a truly strong cat. "I am sorry." He rasped, "Sorry that nobody ever gave you enough faith. Even your own family..." His dark eyes, which always zoned straight in on other eyes, dropped to the ground. His past had much in common with this she-cat, but this night wasn't about him. It was about Faerie. "A cat with a dark, murderous mind is one to be feared, yes. But you choose to tell your mother this, and that shows that there is a glimmer of nobility in you, and that you truly do care for your family, whether you want to kill or not. I have known you for only a few moons, but I have no doubt that if you wanted to kill me, you would have done so already. You have self-control, and I trust you Faerie. Whoever doesn't, is a fool." His voice was totally sincere. He believed in second chances, but unfortunately he knew certain cats that didn't. That was how he'd ended up where he was in the first place, from these type of cats. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Jul 27, 2008 15:35:28 GMT -5
Faerie bowed her head. "Thank you." Her voice recovered, strong, clear, hopeful. She trully believed that there was nothing for her, nothing but a life of much crime. But she had found Lucifer, and no matter what happened, he believed in her and that was all she needed. Her shining eyes glittered with reknown hope, a hope she had thought died with her past life. She had found a new family, but she knew she had to talk to her bloodkin. She looked at Lucifer and smiled slightly, 'The first cat that I think I could trust.' She thought.
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Post by Fallentear || on Aug 8, 2008 21:33:09 GMT -5
Lucifer inclined his head slightly in return. He noted that her voice sounded clearer and stronger, as if finding a friend had given her a new sense of happiness. She was looking at him, as if she were thinking something. and I know I could probably find out he thought. But he had a feeling that he already knew. He looked at her shimmering optics, which he must admit mesmerized him for a few long moments. The corners of his lips twitched slightly upwards. In his own gaze was reflected a strange emotion that he'd certainly never felt before. His dark eyes looked away then, realizing that he'd been staring and...smiling? When he looked back again, his eyes were carefully guarded. Dare he admit to her what he had been thinking? No. He wouldn't even admit that to himself, let alone somebody else! A tom like him with a past like his did not fall in love. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Aug 24, 2008 20:23:30 GMT -5
Faerie tilted her head as she watched his motions carefully, watching his expression harden. She knew he was guarding something and she couldn't help but feel offended. Here she was, confessing a secret she thought to keep until she dies, and yet he has the nerve to keep something from her. Her emerald eyes flamed suddenly with brief frustration, but soon died out. 'I choose to tell him.' She thought. Her eyes too, guarded themselves. 'I would never ask him to tell me anything he does not want to share.' Her brow furrow slightly. 'It can't be,' She thought. 'I can't fall in love.'
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Post by Fallentear || on Aug 24, 2008 23:43:21 GMT -5
Lucifer noticed her brief look of frustration, and her guarded expression. So much like my own.. He realized. Maybe...she feels the exact same way I do? He quickly shoved the thought aside. No, she probably was only hurt that she'd told a story of a dark past, and he was keeping his from her. Very well then, it was only fair. He trusted her, so why not tell her of his former life? She'd told hers, and surely she would keep his secret as he would keep hers. From where he sat, he shifted and began to speak slowly, "Faerie, you've told me about your past, and how badly you were treated. Now I feel that I should tell you mine. I know you wouldn't tell a soul that doesn't already know of it. However, I hope you are not discouraged by the things you will hear, for they are somewhat...hard to believe. I have not told anyone this tale for fear of being called a liar, and I hope you will hear it..." His dark eyes looked into hers, searching for permission to continue. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Aug 25, 2008 21:49:07 GMT -5
Faerie stared at Lucifer, feeling cautious. 'Love is weakness; look at your wretched sister. She would die for that silly little scrap of fur.'
Sparrow sat outside a bush, grooming her last remaining kit. Suddenly, she felt a mixed set of emotions: frustration, desperation...love? 'It can't be!' She gasped inside her mind. But just as it came, it had gone. "What happened?" She murmured to herself. Wolf, standing guard, turned to look at his sister, his golden eyes intense.
Faerie shook her head slightly, as if bothering an irksome fly. "Try me," She slightly challenged, feeling no emotino, trying to keep it bottled up.
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Post by Fallentear || on Aug 26, 2008 19:16:24 GMT -5
Lucifer nodded, a soft hmm of ascentment escaping his jaws as the words formed in his mind and slowly wove their way into the air. "I have not always lived in Seared, and neither have many cats of The Fallen." He began.
"We used to live far away, as a part of a clan. We were kind, faithful cats to this clan, always trying to do our duty to help others. For that was the main task of this...rather different clan. The cats of this clan all worked together to watch over ten other clans and make sure they stayed safe. I was a sort of deputy for the clan I suppose, though really the position had no assigned name in that particular clan."
He paused, his tail begininng to lash as he continued, bitterness beaming from his dark optics. "We lived there for an uncountable number of years, for cats there never grow old. It was hard to be selfish or spiteful in such a noble place, with an equally noble name: Dreamclan." A slight break in his story was the only sign that Lucifer was looking for recognition of the name in Faerie's features. "But yet, I managed this. I truly believed that the way our leader Star was running things, was wrong. He seemed so full of himself all the time, taking it upon himself to punish the cats in these clans that we watched. Sometimes the punishments were brutal, or even eternal. And on top of that, he dared to be so narcissistic as to order all leaders to have his name after their birth given one."
Lucifer narrowed his eyes. "I hated him, I truly did. So one day, me and a group of cats that despised the tom challenged his rule, and attacked him. A band of cats, all bathed in white light and with kind, but oblivious souls, turned and fought for Star. The battle was horrible, the first bloody battle that occured in the heavens." His gaze locked with Faerie's, "We underestimated Star's power. He was the ruling god of Dreamclan, and the cats not of my band were far too numerous. We lost horribly, but put up a good fight. Star was outraged with our plans to overthrow him and put me in the position. He immediately banished the rebels."
Lucifer looked up at the sky, his gaze narrowed angrily. "But there was no punishment good enough for us to endure as immortals. He cast us into a hellish part of the world he so carefully observed. But he was a bit merciful, I give him that." His previous sentence was spat sarcastically, "He gave me another job to occupy me. I was to keep track of the cats that had screwed up. All cats that made a mess of their lives, or were just terribly unfortunate, came to me and my group, seeking help. Our numbers have swelled considerably, as you can see. We're getting tired of the horrendous life we've been forced to lead, and so we've made a plan to infiltrate Star's world. I sent Sin and Death to infiltrate and create a path to the clans Star holds so dear, and soon we will have our revenge by traversing the path they build and joining the clans.
"Besides having revenge, we will also have a chance to return home, and challenge Star once more. Only through one place in the clans can a cat return to Dreamclan, and we plan to break through once we strengthen on this new land. So we will join forces with these clans, who so conveniently are already losing their faith in Star and his cats, known otherwise as Dreamclan. We will convince them of the better tomorrow we can bring, and truthfully I believe we can make one.
"Star will be removed from power, and I will die trying to fufill this promise." Lucifer watched Faerie, his eyes slightly glazed. This was the first time he'd told his entire story to somebody who hadn't been a part of it, and he wondered what her reaction would be. Would she really be able to believe that before her sat an ancient, and frighteningly powerful, fallen angel? [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Aug 26, 2008 20:08:37 GMT -5
Faerie showed her recognition with a blink of her eyes but her emotions were a whirl as she discovered these new secrets. 'I was suppose to kill these cats.' She thought with such sorrow. DreamClan, that "Star" wanted her to destroy these rebels. She could feel her blood pulse with sudden intensity, and her eyes darkened slightly. She panicked. "I-I have to go." The very first time she had ever stuttered in her life. Before he could even blink, she was gone. The blood pounded in her ears, and she felt the bloodlust take her. She screamed so loud, so terrifyingly broken, that it could break anyone's heart, and frighten even DreamClan to their empty souls. She screamed to the heavens, knowing someone was watching from above. "Take me from this life! I was never meant to live again." She stopped running, feeling her soul burn for blood, but she dare not. She took no notice to her surroundings and walked toward a hole in a tree, letting her tail drag and her once clever eyes, darken with despair.
Sparrow felt her sister's remorse; a second before she heard her scream. She bristled, looking around wildly. "Sister," wolf chided calmly. "Our sister is in much pain. Instead of fighting her maybe we can help her." Sparrow glanced at her brother with surprise and contempt. "That vile creature was right; she was suppose to die when she was only a kit. Not come back to life to murder us all." Wolf looked at his sister, feeling sympathy and tollerance for both of his sisters. He had a dark heart, but he was lucky enough where he also had a kind soul. He knew both parts, and both sides of his sister's stories. He just wished he could bring them both together. 'How can I do that when both are ready to murder me?' He thought, looking at his sister's glare. Her look could kill.
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Post by Fallentear || on Sept 12, 2008 18:23:50 GMT -5
Lucifer watched her go, grief clouding his eyes. He knew she wouldn't believe him. Or if she did, he probably appeared as some kind of monster. His tail dragged in the dust, feeling a feeling he hadn't felt in a long while: guilt. And regret as well, for that matter. He watched her go, a rope pulling on his heart, as if she were ripping herself from his heart. Then Lucifer realized: he couldn't let her go.
"Faerie, wait! Wait! I- It may not have come out just right! Let me explain!" The large, dark tom got to his paws and in a flash he was sprinting after her. His legs would stretch out in long strides and bundle together before stretching again in another long leap. On he cantered after the wiry female, weaving through thin, pale, birch trees. His eyes were searching through the trees ahead as he blew past them as quickly as the breeze."Faerie!!" He called, a few moments later hearing her heartfelt exclamation. His pace quickened.
Finally, he saw her. Her tail was dragging, and she looked to be the most forlorn creature he had ever seen. She was going towards a hole in a tree, some kind of den he guessed. "Faerie." He tried to say to her, but his throat was so tight it came out as a whisper that he barely heard himself. "Faerie." He tried again, managing to reach a quiet rasp, "There is one thing more I want to tell you, but I don't know how you may take it. After hearing my story, I doubt you want anything else to do with me, fearing that I may have brought Dreamclan's wrath upon you. But please...just think about what I've said for a while...before you decide to shun me forever."
His jet optics, shimmering in the moonlight streaming from above the treetops, studied her face, finally resting on her eyes. He moved his left forepaw forward in a half step, letting it rest in front of him, as if hesitant as to whether to move forward more or not. "Faerie, I love you." He meowed, relieved it had come out sounding clear and strong. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Sept 12, 2008 19:17:42 GMT -5
Faerie looked at Lucifer, her eyes brimming with silver tears, lighting up in the moonlight. Her eyes protrayed a longing and a light of love. "It could never happen," she whispered. She knew this was not her nature, but she couldn't help it; he trusted him. "Everytime I'm near you, I feel like I could kill you. And even if- she enaunciated the 'if', her pride and dignity still there- "You could kill me, you wouldn't." She hesitated, feeling herself rip her heart out. 'I have one after all,' she realized, feeling so many emotions swirl inside of her. "And then instinct would come to me, and I would try to kill you, and then you would react and we would both kill each other. I'm so certain of it. We can't be together." Even though she explained why it was so tragic to love, she never said, I love you. 'I couldn't say it without going toward him. And if I get too close, it would end horribly.' She saw his hesitant step, and hissed, bristling. "Don't come near." she snarled, trying to keep both of them alive, she feels.
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Post by Fallentear || on Sept 15, 2008 23:41:34 GMT -5
Lucifer felt as if shards of ice had shot from her maw and peirced his neck like daggers. He could not speak, for his throat had tightened with the feeling of a noose around it tightly. He stood there, for the second time in his life feeling something he didn't often feel: dissapointment. Heavy like a stormcloud full of rain. But if he had learned anything from his past, it was not to give up after failing. He wasn't one to go down hard.
He brought his other paw forward, ignoring Faerie's warning. He made no attempts to shield himself. He hadn't felt this open, so bared and vulnerable, since living among the ranks in Dreamclan. "Faerie." He meowed, his voice deep and back to it's normal volume again, completely in control. This surprised him, since he could feel a threatening waver in his vocal cords, "I will be honest with you. I have taken many mates before, most of which I left just after the birthing of our litter. I was slightly revolted by the idea of having to stick around and raise a family I never really wanted in the first place." He stepped forward again, his smooth muscles rippling, "But with you, it's different. It's hard to explain...it's like I get a sense of companionship with you. Like if anything ever happened to you, I'd go insane." He paused, with a wild, impish grin, "Well, more insane than I already am. My point is, I would not hurt you. I'd die for you. And if you want to turn away, then fine. But my guess is that you're feeling exactly as I am. And that is that this is strange, new, and frightening, and you're afraid of what could happen..."
He looked at his paws, stepping forward once more. "And believe me, as much as I hate to admit it," He was now a foxlength in front of her as he whispered, "I'm scared too. But I know that a chance like this may never come again, and a feeling like this may never come again, and I'm not letting it slip from my paws without at least trying to grasp it." His dark jet eyes looked straight at her, refusing to flinch away, even at the harshest of glares that he knew may come. He felt a strange, electric feeling flowing through his paws. He almost felt like he had left mortality again, but he knew he was still on earth by seeing the pretty, fierce she-cat before him. [/size]
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Post by dove on Sept 18, 2008 21:09:26 GMT -5
Faerie saw him come forward, ever so slowly. "You don't understand, don't you?" She was almost desperate now. "I wasn't meant for love. DreamClan re-borned me for destruction only. If they saw me like this, I'm as good as dead. First time I died-" Again that night, her voice broke, and it trembled slightly. "Before I came back, that had beaten me until I wished for death. It was cruel. Many times after I came back, I thought about suicide but a stronger instinct they-they-they made feel wants to create death. But not my own. Understand that I don't want the same thing to happen to you. You may think you know a lot about DreamClan but so do I. We've both been put into a messed up life and I feel sorry for both of us." She flashed her emerald eyes at him, once full of longing and desperation steeled instantly. 'If I have to hurt him, I am willing to do it for our lives. I mean, I'm pretty good at it.' She felt bitter all over. "But you're making it worse and that's not right. If you love me, leave me alone and we'll continue our lives as if this never happened." 'He may have lived with DreamClan and fought them, but Star gave them mercy until he created me. And before then, I saw no mercy. He beat me until I was bleeding, inside and out, and my very heartbeat burned me alive.' she shuddered, not wanting to go further into the memories. 'A reminder,' She thought.
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