Halne Gallagher (_fallengrace) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-04-27 07:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | #solo, 2009-07-11 |
Rising up, I changed before your eyes
who: Halne and a Legionary of Abyzou
when: around midday
where: outside Camelot place
what: Violence.
Halne, not wanting to leave her home despite the rain and the power going out, had turned it into a mini-shrine. Candles were everywhere, giving off a soft sweet light. She even burned a little incense, which evoked a peaceful olfactory memory of her past life in her church. All was quiet and calm, no matter how dangerous it supposedly was outside. Halne had curled up with a book, the cluster of candles around her giving off more light than was necessary, given her heightened senses. Soaking up the calm, Halne's mind was faraway and at peace.
Until she heard the high pitched scream.
Halne dropped her book and ran to the window, pulling back the heavy blackout curtains to see outside. The overcast sky would have made it hard to see the scene on the street below her, were she still human. Sure enough, a child was running full tilt away from...some thing. Demon. The righteous, instantaneous blood-lust that entered Halne's body was staggering. Without another thought, Halne left her house, her need to destroy the evil too great to be denied.
Once outside, Halne stifled the scream that always threatened to explode from her lips every time she forced her wings into being. The wet, ripping sound as they moved from within her body was loud, and Halne felt the blinding flash of pain in her back and shoulders. She paused a moment to catch her breath, the pain soothed slightly by the fact that Halne's body was already drenched with rain. Once she felt steady, she lifted off of the ground and flew down the street towards the child and the demon.
In no time at all, Halne had caught up to the scene, and threw herself bodily on top of the demon's back. She'd neglected to bring anything with her in the form of a weapon and settled for clenching her arms around the thing's scaly throat. The demon shrieked and hissed, its claws digging into Halne's flesh, causing her skin to sting. Halne hissed in a breath of air, her fangs bared. Without further thought, she attempted sinking her fangs into the demon's neck. Pain blossomed on the inside of her mouth as the scaly skin deflected much of the blow. Halne shook her head, inspecting the fact that the demon's skin was barely broken.
With as much force as she could put behind it, she hiked her leg up and landed a kick in the middle of the demon's back, letting her arms go so that the thing might fall forward. Throughout all this the child had stopped running and stood staring at the display. Halne took a moment to focus on a mental command. "Run home. As fast as you can." The child took off running away from the scene.
While she'd been distracted, the demon had righted itself from its brief stumble, and came at her with its claws blazing. Halne lifted off the ground to dodge the attack but it snatched at her leg, clawing a long, deep gash from the top of her knee down to her foot. Halne screamed and then kicked the scaly creature in the head. Okay, so maybe she was not wearing the right shoes for face kicking. Especially not demon face kicking. Pain surged through the gash in her leg and in her foot, and Halne flew up higher, out of reach of the demon's claws.
This angered the demon, and with a screech it climbed a nearby lamp post to get closer to the winged vampire. Before Halne could move away, the thing had jumped out at her, catching one of Halne's wings in its clawed fist.It used its momentum and weight to draw Halne back down to the ground, its claws rending deep into her left wing. Blood and feathers flew everywhere, and Halne screamed again as she was pulled onto the ground, the pain causing bright spots to flicker in her vision. When all was said and done, Halne's left wing was cut nearly all the way in half.
The pain and the blood-loss was beginning to take its toll, but Halne didn't stop fighting. She had to stop this evil thing from hurting anyone else. With her left wing hanging limp behind her, she rolled onto her back and kicked up at the demon at the same time that she pulled the demon towards her with her hands. The momentum of her movements sent the demon hurtling over her, and she used the brief opening to get up and climb up the lamp post. Her right wing beat strongly to get her up to the top, hoping the demon would follow her again.
As soon as the demon had recovered from its flight, it was scurrying up the streetlight, a creepy hiss issuing forth from between its razor-sharp teeth. Halne let it get up close to her and when it did, she grabbed it and used the last of her waning strength to impale it through the heart on the sharp point of the lamp post. She used her weight to bring its body all the way down until it touched the ground again, just for good measure. The demon had screamed and writhed as the metal entered its body, but had soon gone limp in death.
Sitting there, panting, Halne watched as the rain washed their mingled blood down the street.