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WHO KNEW THE PAIN COULD BE SO TRUE ?
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[align=center][font=century gothic][size=10][b][font=georgia]SHE FELL SO FAR TO BE WITH YOU ![/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; width: 470px; font-family: verdana; line-height:85%; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; text-align: justify;]It was around midnight when she materialized over a lake on one of blizzardclan's floating islands. The crescent moon hung suspended among billions of stars, their pale radiance adorning the smooth, mirror-like surface with a glistening, silver sheen. An almost suffocating silence hung over the vicinity, though the femme paid it no mind as shifted from her spirit form into her physical form, and allowed her paws to settle on the water, creating ripples that effectively shattered the reflection of the night sky. Slowly, she began to proceed towards the shore using molecular manipulation turn the liquid to ice under her. And upon arrival, she noiselessly hopped onto the solid ground, before heading in the direction of the blizzardclan camp.
Seeing as all the existing powers were at her disposal (and many more when she remained in spirit form), she could have activated her super speed ability or her teleportation power and arrive at her destination much quicker. However, it wasn't often she got the chance to enjoy a view such as the one currently displayed before her now, so she decided she would take her time. Besides, time was never an issue for her -- she had much more than she knew what to do with.
Despite being an all-powerful entity, she couldn't always expect things to go her way, unfortunately. And naturally, whenever things didn't work out the way she wanted them to, she tended to get irritated, just like any other person. So when an NPC blizzardclanner approached her, demanding that she state her name and business, she smiled, lashed out, and before her mind could even process what had happened, he was dead. Or, not quite, but very close to death -- so close, that it was practically impossible for him to be saved unless someone took his pain. However, either way, someone would still end up losing their life.
And being the cruel girl she was, seeing someone bleed out would certainly make her day... or rather, night.
Perhaps she would have gone on, but again, she saw no point in rushing things -- especially when she was thoroughly enjoying herself. Her pale, lavender gaze would then acquire what could be described as a feverish glint, as she stepped forward, activating her elemental powers to slow the bleeding -- not enough that it would form a clot and stop altogether, but just enough to slow down the process of him dying. The humane thing to have done would have been to snap his neck so he wouldn't have to go through so much pain, but 'mercy' simply wasn't in her vocabulary when it came to dealing with such insignificant creatures such as the one that currently lay feebly writhing and moaning at her paws, partially submerged in a pool of his own blood.
[b]"I hope you're having as much fun as I am," the young chain would say softly, a smile slowly adorning her youthful features. It had been far too long since she'd had the chance to indulge in this type of entertainment.
Anyone with common sense could immediately tell that this was not an ordinary girl. This was the girl who had once terrorized the residents of shadowclan by murdering their deputies and generals, before bringing them back to life so she could kill them in a different, more 'exciting' way. This was the girl who had once sent her familiars to possess one of radicalclan's leaders, the girl who had taken some of bloodclan's second and third tiers and talked them into killing each other. This was a girl who took pleasure in tormenting and exploiting the hopes and dreams of powerful figures and using them to bring them down, to the point where their sanity snapped, and then she take control and manipulate them oh-so-masterfully, like puppets on a string. She would tempt them with empty promises of glory and fame, and they would all fall for it hook, line, and sinker. To her, there was nothing more fun than burning the wishes and aspirations of those who seemed so desperate to achieve them -- desperate enough to be tricked by such simple and basic tactics; it was absolutely hysterical.
She was the queen of a maddened realm, inhabited by the strangest, most complex of creatures. She was a harbinger of tragedy and calamity, despite her angelic and delicate appearance; for all of her immaculate white, she possessed not a single ounce of purity.
No, she was not here simply because she had time to kill; she would never leave the Abyss if it weren't for anything of major significance. She was here on important business, actually -- and by 'important business', she meant visiting family.
Naturally, she hadn't come alone, either. There were too many people still alive in this world who still wanted her gone, the hawkclan leader being a prime example. Her sister, her beloved twin was due to arrive any moment, now. Hopefully, she wouldn't keep her waiting too long. She had plenty of patience, as those who knew her well would know. However, that didn't meant that she enjoyed spending it all at once.[/fancypost]
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