| Full Circle |
[08 Jul 2009|09:18am] |
Cathy was dead, to begin with.
That was a little difficult for Erica to wrap her head around. She of the ever-present vapid stare and curly mane dyed ruby red had been a part of Erica's daily life long enough that functioning without her just seemed... wrong. If not entirely impossible.
Watching the girl die had made Erica realize that she had been living in a bubble. There was darkness out there, real true evil that could claim any soul it desired. And she played at it... played with it, casting spells and calling on spirits, making time with demonic half-breeds and accidentally conjuring spiny little beasties from this or that dimension. Yet with all of that, she had been in a bubble: some imagined circle of safety, where everyone lived to see another day and tell the tale of their supernatural hijinks, and though death was all around, it never touched them.
The bubble had broken once, for Erica at least. It had broken once before that for the family, long before Erica had been born, when a Slayer she had never known sacrificed herself to save the world - all in a day's work for the Chosen One, Erica supposed, but a valiant deed nonetheless. Death had touched the family then; years later it came again and at the time it had seemed a fluke, a one-off event that while horrifying and tragic would never come again.
And then it did.
( Running Away )
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