The moon reflected off the calm waters of the lake. The cool night breeze barely rippled the water's surface. Lily peered out, hoping the calmness of the night would settle the storm in her mind. But this storm was hard to tame.Ever since their fight, Jayce had avoided her. Perhaps avoidance wasn't the proper term, but it definitely felt that way. He wasn't the only one avoiding the situation, either. You know he didn't mean it.Azura's reassurance didn't go unnoticed, but it didn't change the weight in her heart. "He may not have meant it, but he still said it," Lily whispered. She peered down at the back of her hands. The faint glow of the angelic text hummed softly on her skin. "Anger brings the truth out just as much as liquor can." He... He is a complicated Human."Complicated is putting it nicely." Lily grumbled. Her eyes shifted slightly to her wedding ring. "The last time we had a serious fight was the situation before our wedding." Do you think this is something that can
Dark mist huffed from the Undead Elk's flared nostrils, or what was left of it. Jayce instinctively tucked Lily behind him, but the rustle of the underbrush and the continuous splash and large ripples of the water went on. Squirrels, rabbits, skunks and every known forest creature that had once inhabited the area came crawling out of the lake or soil around them. "Dammit." He growled. This was the last thing he wanted right now. The Undead Elk rose on its hind hooves before it charged forward at Jayce, with its antlers lowered towards him. His hands shifted into claws as he met the Elk head on and grabbed its antlers. The speed of the charge pushed Jayce back a few inches, but he held his ground. The Elk turns its head and tried to bite at whatever it could reach. His forearm, thigh, and chest, but Jayce had kept out of its range. "Go. To. Hell." Jayce snarled as he used the power in his arms to toss the Elk into a nearby tree. There was a loud snap as the Elk's back collided with
The surrounding air stirred with electricity. The dread of the Undead reached even him in the make-shift prison cell. Faint cracks and squeaks of Undead rodents scurried about aimlessly. Their gnarled furs and splinted bones that peeked from their decayed flesh did not phase him. "Xander!"Her voice reached him. So clear and direct. His palm simmered with heat, mimicking Myra's palm that burned with his mark. His eyes gleamed with an eerie red glow as his wings wrapped around him in a feather embrace. The runes that coated the bars and partial circle in front of his cell simmered with white smoke. The spell was powerful. He gave them credit for that.But not powerful enough. Black mist swarmed him, enveloping him in darkness. The scent of brimstone fueled his longs. His eyes closed only briefly before they opened once more. His hand came up and clasped the claws of the monster. Black wings curled around the small children as his arm wrapped around Myra protectively. Her wide eyes w
"Willow, you have a spell to send them back to... somewhere, don't you?" Lily asked her as more Undead forest creatures crawled out from the waters and the soil at their feet. "My Magic can only destroy so many," Willow reminded her. She waved her hand. A white light illuminated her finger tips as Light Magic radiated and struck the nearest group of Undead critters. "If I had the full extent of my powers under complete control, this whole thing with Karmina would have been done and over with."" "Unfortunately, we don't have centuries for that to happen." Dante added. He slammed his foot down on the skull of a squirrel. Ichor splattered from the impact. "We need something big and something fast." "Lily, you need to try accessing your Angelic powers." Willow told her. "You'll have a better chance at expelling these things more so than I." "But..." Lily hesitated when she felt something tug at her hair. She reached back and pulled a small rodent off of her head and threw it back int
There was a momentary silence that fell over everyone. The once morphed decayed bodies melded together by black ichor had completed dissipated from their sights. Even the once thrashing waters of the lake returned to their usual calm state. The only evidence that remained was the splattered ichor on their clothes and exposed skins, and the remnants of the bodies of critters that scattered the ground around. The Celestial text hovered and hummed around her body like a slow, spiraling vortex. The vibrant white Angelic wings bristled behind her as she remained hovered in the air. Lily peered down at her hands, her skin illuminated with a soft radiant glow. Her chest felt strangely light. As if a weight had been lifted from her soul. "Lily?" His voice reached her. Her head swiveled around until her eyes settled on Jayce. His chest was heaving lightly, as if he had sprinted all the way back here. He appeared unharmed, with his own share of ichor splattered on himself. His usual piercing
Well... This is... Uhm...Willow glanced about Aiden's semi destroyed living room with a slightly perplexed expression. The remnants of black ichor stained the wooden floor, leaving behind streaks to whatever creature was here. That should have been an eyesore if not for the silver haired Demon that sat cross-legged on the floor and the young girl braiding his hair as if they were long-time friends. Even Nol, wait, Myra had called him Xander, seemed uncomfortable by the intense glares he was receiving from both Jayce and Aiden. Lily seemed unsure of what she was witnessing, but it was also evident in her expression that she felt relief that her children were alright overall. Rayleigh, per usual, didn't seem phased nor interested in the turn of events, but Zalakai found great amusement in all of it. Amira stood close by to Aiden, keeping a watchful eye mostly on the two Alphas than the Demon with the child. She knew what they were capable of and was aware they would cause more damage t
The firm soil crunched under the weight of his boots. The autumn air was brisk on his cheeks. Several other footfalls aligned with him. The soft embrace of Lily's fingers entwined with his settled his nerves. Slightly. The reassurance of what they were about to do wasn't enough for the Werewolf King. The tree line broke away to reveal the open dead clearing. It was only a few days ago when he charged through this forest and into this clearing. He didn't pay any mind to it before, but now that his head was remotely clear, he felt the heaviness in the air. There was an invisible weight in this clearing he hadn't felt before. A dark presence that lingered. He felt Nox stir within him. A low rumble in the back of his consciousness. A hunger. An intense craving to the darkness that haunted this place. Jayce felt ill at the thought. Lily squeezed his hand tightly. She felt his unease, just as it mimicked her own, but possibly for a different reason. Unlike the hunger his Wolf felt, he co
The weight of this place was heavy on her heart. As Jayce took a step back with the other men, the women surrounded her with both support and caution. She had a gist of what needed to be done, but still held the uncertainty of doing it. But the moment she knelt down and placed her hands on the ground, everything fell into motion afterwards. As if her powers surged forth on their own accord based on the emotions and thoughts she carried. Her desire? To rid this place of the darkness that consumes it. She could hear the humming in her ears and nothing else. Perhaps that was for the best. If she heard anyone or anything else, she wouldn't have been able to concentrate. "A-Amira..." A haunting voice drifted through her subconscious. Lily focused on the voice that probed against her thoughts. There was a presence within this cloud of death that blanket this space. No. There were two. "She's grown." A woman spoke. Her voice was tinged with nostalgia and longing. "Keep her safe." A man