Post by lunarcat7 on Aug 13, 2006 10:57:14 GMT -5
Charlie rested against an old broken down building. He'd made it with just minutes to spare and his thoughts drifted back to the werepyres. A sudden thought struck him. Could the half-breeds be planning a revolt against the lycans and vampires of this city? Did they hope to claim it as their own? A daring thought.
Charlie was jerked out of his thoughts as the nearby clock tower began to chime the midnight hour. He bit into his hand and let the blood roll from his palm to the ground. Kneeling, he placed a hand on either side of the bloody puddle and used his powers to shift the earth into a pentagram. Muttering an archaic chant the pentagram began to glow and in a burst of energy, darker than the darkest cave, Charlie was sent reeling back.
Slowly he opened his eyes as ghost like figure of a masked woman robed in black smoke appeared. "You have it?" Her voice seemed to spand all volumes of the music scale and Charlie shuddered. "Of course I have it.....well sort of" Suddenly her felt a sharp pain in his heart as the woman whispered, "Sort of?"
The pain stopped and Charlie fell to his knees. "Milady, It's only a piece.....how many there are I cannot say." Charlie handed her a delicate shard of some unknown material and the woman took it. Charlie shuddered at her icy ghost like hands. "Retrieve......" The woman hissed as she began to vanish she continued to mutter, "Retrieve.......retrieve.....retrieve......" until she disapperead entirely leaving a smoldering black pentagram in her place.
"Backwards old bat....." Charlie muttered. Suddenly he froze as he felt eyes on him. Something had been watching him....but how much did they see? Fear clutched at him as he yelled, "I know your there! Come out!"
Charlie was jerked out of his thoughts as the nearby clock tower began to chime the midnight hour. He bit into his hand and let the blood roll from his palm to the ground. Kneeling, he placed a hand on either side of the bloody puddle and used his powers to shift the earth into a pentagram. Muttering an archaic chant the pentagram began to glow and in a burst of energy, darker than the darkest cave, Charlie was sent reeling back.
Slowly he opened his eyes as ghost like figure of a masked woman robed in black smoke appeared. "You have it?" Her voice seemed to spand all volumes of the music scale and Charlie shuddered. "Of course I have it.....well sort of" Suddenly her felt a sharp pain in his heart as the woman whispered, "Sort of?"
The pain stopped and Charlie fell to his knees. "Milady, It's only a piece.....how many there are I cannot say." Charlie handed her a delicate shard of some unknown material and the woman took it. Charlie shuddered at her icy ghost like hands. "Retrieve......" The woman hissed as she began to vanish she continued to mutter, "Retrieve.......retrieve.....retrieve......" until she disapperead entirely leaving a smoldering black pentagram in her place.
"Backwards old bat....." Charlie muttered. Suddenly he froze as he felt eyes on him. Something had been watching him....but how much did they see? Fear clutched at him as he yelled, "I know your there! Come out!"